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The two ways that we tend to access the wonderful, illuminating and inspiring wisdom and peace we humans are so capable of is either through someone else who, perhaps long ago, dared to get themselves into such a state of empty receptivity and deep listening that a blast of utter clarity and truth came through them and they wrote it all down (or told it to those who could hear it – and those guys wrote it down as best they could). Later on, maybe millions of people were so touched and nourished and switched on when they read this wisdom that they decided ‘this is it!’ and maybe even became scholars of that message, teaching it to more and more people and making it their life’s passion to share it with as many as possible. Hence Religions and ‘paths’ with priests, academics, and experts….even hierarchies. I’m not writing them off…but…

…the other way, and the more vulnerable way, is for each of us ourselves to enter that state of empty receptivity and deep listening as often as possible, even on a moment by moment basis throughout the day, and trust what we hear. To do this can feel uncomfortable because we have to leave the trusted, ego-realm of control which we are so used to, (even though if we’re honest, has it ever really delivered that ’safety’ that it keeps promising?). To let go of this earthy dimension of provable facts and the security of everything that has seemed to ‘work’ ’til now feels understandably edgy. Most of us are reluctant to let go of that perceived sense of usualness that we have counted on all these years. This is the same reason artists think they have writer’s block. There is no block, just a rejection of the edgy, vulnerable feeling that arises in the body when you look at your guitar or laptop or paints and feel that sinking feeling. It’s just the ego not wanting to let go into that less predictable, uncontrolled place where our surrendered Yin opens and none of the strategies we’re so used to living by are useful or relevant. It can feel a bit squirmy if you don’t frame it right and you can end up not creating that day. All because the accustomed, ‘safe’ place in you wanted to hold on.

Bravely allowing that sensation of resistance is what makes you a great artist or wisdom-bringer.

There is a third way where we use the teachings of someone before us to trigger our own channel to open and bring in the relevant wisdom of the ‘Now’, but I urge you to dare to make opening to your own unique channel, even though it can feel weird or spooky at first, central to the moment by moment living of your life. What those geniuses or sages of the past brought through was amazing, and yes it’s hard not to get sucked into the idea that only they could be the Buddha or the Christ because everyone’s made such a faux-humble fuss of them – but that’s bad brainwashing, to believe the ignorant parents or school-teachers that told you it could only be them, not you, and that it’s even arrogant to imagine you, yourself could channel the very same, pure wisdom, relevant to this moment TODAY! Burn me at the stake but those past moments back then that the old Masters and Mistresses were channeling were not as relevant to this today-moment of your life as what you, yourself, can hear, right now, by emptying and opening. Everyone has this ability, EVEN YOU. It’s not arrogant or sacrilegious to use and enjoy your own amazing cosmic CB Radio receiver. It’s a far better life to live according to those messages and offerings than the usual Headfuck FM radio station of the worried ego constantly trying to keep us safe and manically protecting us from ever looking stupid or weak.

If your guitar or pen is triggering that resistance, go deeper into just the feeling of it in the body, in a friendly, curious way, and soon, just by making a brief start, you’ll find yourself in the flow. And yes, if you’re inspired by Tantra or Yoga or any of the wise paths and doctrines, drink every uplifting mouthful – but I’d hazard against using it as a day by day substitute for what comes through when you open your own deep, listening, un-thinking hotline to the ever-generous ALL THAT IS.

Message me if you’d like to try it.


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This might sound a bit extreme, but as I communicate with so many diverse people in a day, I notice that the ‘One’ or ‘state of being’ in them who is writing or talking to me is very vividly coming from one of two places.


They are coming from the connected-to-presence, loving, respectful, sensitive and awake to the unpolluted and undistracted compassion of this moment together – an undramatic, patient, forgiving, low-ambition kind of a place…


They’re coming from the ‘one’ in them who is fully believing in some ‘reality’ or agenda that backs up their separate, individual identity as a person with specific needs, desire and fears – from this standpoint they are totally concerned with the material or emotional plane of their individual human experience, their model of how life should be, and the strategies to uphold that model and not be uncomfortable or out of control.

That second place is in such a state of oblivion to the first (truer?) more surrendered one – that it really believes that whatever it wants or needs or thinks is coming from ‘the truth’. This second state-of-being believes it can control it’s reality to achieve its desires and avoid the things it fears or finds uncomfortable. It has totally forgotten the ‘first’ place where there is sober acceptance of our limited sphere of influence to control Life and has forgotten the place inside that connects to trust, equanimity and surrender. This first (wiser?) place knows there’s no control and feels compassion for all of us heading towards inevitable death – death of the part that believes that ‘who I am is all these thoughts and wants and fears and busy-me-ness’.

This second, some would describe as purely ‘ego-driven’ state, to me, is nothing short of mental illness. To live as if that constant stream of desire, emotions, control-trips and ’separateness’ is true reality is to live in hell, both in our futility and constant failure to control getting the things we want moment by moment, but also the lack of control over all the unexpected and often painful events and situations which inevitably arrive in our lives. Add to that the fact of our impending human death and the bizarre rule-book we were all given as we were growing up about how we should live, a rule book written by other asleep people who were also grasping and terrified and confused…..it’s little wonder that the first (more peaceful) state of Love and Connectedness I described plays such a small part in most people’s lives.

Often it takes a crisis to force us there, something that strips away the ‘importance’ of all the things we want and don’t want. When someone gets seriously ill or dies those daily concerns seem suddenly petty. Many grudges and disputes seem petty too when we come back to the deeper appreciation of all of our fragility and the constant stream of unexpected change we have to endure.

This is why keeping that first state awake is the first and most important mission of my life, because when that part of me is asleep, for instance when something I don’t like happens and I jump into a knee-jerk control and strategy reaction, or really any conversation or action where I’m believing that running around maintaining the impossible comfort zone of Jamie’s Life is the main priority, I am in a PTSD reaction, a form of mental illness where the true faculty of loving awareness has been blocked out by the noise and urgency of my desire or fear.

So that’s how I feel about it today. Either we’re awake and compassionate, (not because it’s good to be compassionate, but because the truth of our wounded and fragile predicament is something completely worthy of our compassion, the compassion is truly fitting) – OR I am a mental patient, asleep to the (truer to me) reality. I’m in suffering, causing suffering, hiding, strategising, and inevitably doomed to the death of everything I think is important – the limited idea of me.

I recommend to all the people I coach, mentor or work with to set their phone alarm to bleep every half hour of the waking day because falling into the sleep-state where we have literally forgotten ourSelves and are believing the busy, delusionally-controlling, comfort-addicted identity is a total waste of hours and hours a day. It’s not an elephant in the room, it’s a dinosaur! Yet every moment spent in the realm where we are awake, present, and lovingly-aware is rich and worthwhile, and we all unconsciously drift out of it so regularly that a reminder to wake up with a bleep or a bell is, in the initial stages, vital to repeat the waking-up enough times to create a deep groove in the neuro-plasticity of our brains – until being awake needs no more reminders.

Whatever is takes – alarm clocks, meditation bells, Post It notes around the house – commit to loving wakefulness – anything else is insanity and enslavement.


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