What Is Coming Next.

Everyone thinks Trump is dumb and ignorant, but he is actually “acting” dumb and ignorant. Trump loves to talk. And he loves to talk about himself. Imagine knowing such a big secret that it will literally “save the world” and not be able to tell anyone. Not many could hold this secret. Everything has been perfectly planned. A huge clap for Trump for being able to pull it off. Everything he has ever done has prepared for this moment and everything he has done will pale in comparison to what is about to occur. If a centennial Noble Peace prize could occur, he would certainly win… Soon from now.

It just may go down as the greatest secret eventually told. There will be no one left to question his judgment or authority as a human being after what comes comes. The United States will be completely unified and if the USA is united the world will become unified.

The last problem is to sort out is the Middle East. Thus look at the enormous transitions that are currently occurring.

The winner of the Middle East conflict, or more specifically Cold War, between Saudi Arabia and Iran is the country that can reform itself the fastest. In these terms, Saudi Arabia is taking giant leaps to get to this point. Iran is being left behind or blind-sided in these regards. Watch Iran attempt to catch up soon.

Saudi Srabia and Iran must eventually make peace. This should happen soon. Syria is almost finished. Yemen should be the next area to find a peace agreement.

What will happen soon in the US will affect the entire world. Those connected to those who will fall will be marginalized. Exciting times we are in.

Blessed.

Stock up on popcorn for the coming week. The world will never be the same again.

Lady Justice is Knocking on the World’s Door

As I was chillin’ by the pool today with my pomegranate a thought came to me…

As human beings we have a primordial need to see justice being carried out to the unjust, especially when it comes to the elite or those in leadership positions. If one has asked themselves what is wrong in life, or what they were missing, one simple answer could be the lack of justice that we have seen for the majority of our lives. I would argue living in a world absent of true justice is actually quite an anomaly historically-speaking. And yet that is the world that “they” have attempted to build. That’s why it feels so strange. So awkward. This is all about to change.

Take a deep breath and smell the air. In one week take another deep breath and see if you can smell the difference… The air is about to change and it will never be the same again.

The snakes have taken over the henhouse. But have no fear, if one chops the head off a snake, the snake will always die. It just took them a lot of time to find the head. Now the executioner’s ax is fully sharpened. There will be nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. No hole to slither into…

For those concerned with reputation above all else, the death of one’s reputation can be worse, and certainly more “eternal”, than death itself, for one’s reputation transcends death. History has never been kind to the wicked.

Justice is coming and it’s going to be oh so sweet.


And from last night…

Called this +6 months ago. This video gave me goosebumps all over…. The world is about to change more drastically than it ever has perhaps in “modern history”. I’ve said since the beginning that whoever is guilty should always be held accountable. Justice is coming swiftly. Look at how literally every foreign leader is praising Trump at the moment. They all know what is about to happen. Look at the consolidations of power sweeping the world. The rats are about to be dethroned. Forever…

“For nothing is hidden that will not be made manifest, nor is anything secret that will not be known and come to light.” Luke 8:17

The big D is about to be the big heee-ro.

What a plan.

Hold on to your butts, strap on your seatbels. cause it gonna be a wild ride.

Let The Light Shine In, Let Justice Reign Supreme

I may fail in my ability to write a perfect essay. I may fail in my ability to find the totality of all necessary evidence for a given subject. But I surely will never fail in my ability to find original theories or conceptualize questions worth asking. If I can make that my bedrock, and writing and research come with time, there are no limits and no answers that cannot be found.

For what good is it if someone can write perfectly, research perfectly, but not conceptualize questions actually worth asking? More so, what fun is it?

Truth has no limit.
History has no limit.
Lies have no limit.
The limits are artificially placed by those who do not want us to look closer.
When we add another layer to our magnifying glass,
When we sharpen our scalpels,
All those things you thought forgotten will one day come back into the light…
No one lights a candle and puts it in a place that is hidden, such as under a bowl.
They put it on a stand, so that those who come in may see the light as well.
It’s about to get very bright.

Blessed.

 

The best place to dance is not always in the spotlight. Columbiano edition.

Medellin

Deepness Emerges

Sometimes we can hang and sometimes we can’t. Sometimes others can hang and sometimes they can’t. Part of the journey of Life is about adjusting our individual hanging level as time goes by, fluctuating as might be necessary.

If we can close our eyes when we dance, letting go of any worry of what can happen good or bad during that time, it’s when nothing bad happens over and over incrementally that allows us to slowly fill our trust in the chaos and uncertainty. Eventually we may learn to embrace it.

Can you be who you really are?

Can there be any other way to eventually exist than as who we are on the inside, free of control and inhibition?

Whatever type of life that I am living at any moment I try to do it fully until the need for change appears again. The ability to be constantly vigilant and ready and willing for change is perhaps more important than the change itself. Like the chameleon it may one day evolve to that of a natural instinct… To change on cue with the surrounding environment. The emergence and reemergence of trust in the non-permanence of all things brings joy from within in whatever time it is practiced. Even that is not assured or permanent.

I have realized that if we don’t take notes or write our thoughts throughout periods of inner change or struggle, we may lose or forget important nuggets of our own personal wisdom that has personally arisen and passed away. Can you find the nuggets? Identification is just as necessary as the Unconcious creation of them, hence why writing and philosophy is more conducive when there is a higher unity between the consciousness and unconsciousness within. Compromises and forgiveness are integral to the foundation.

Recording helps to build and compare our prior reference points a little more smoothly because of an intrinsic certain objectivity in the written word. Change is more easily noticed or accepted in our true self when we can see the transformation of what we desire to write about, nearly always beginning perhaps with the meaningless and hopefully venturing onwards towards meaning. As the journey can be witnessed taking place within the individual, it can also be seen within the collective. Overcoming whatever we have built in the past is the constant rebirth of ourself, the newest bulwark to overthrow. Consistent contentment can be a blessing for some, and yet a deep pitfall for others. Lack of contentment can drive us to always look for the greener grass, for better or for worse.

One true test of a civilization is whether we can find a place to dance without fear. Without fear of what others think and without fear of injury. Closing our eyes is important to build our trust, especially in the chaotic tendencies of a dance floor. Happiness may come from seeing how many places or moves we can integrate into our own personal rituals of dancing. Our options in these regards are continually diverging. It would be my hope that there will never be a set or best dance for eternity, and that the law of constant newness of opinion and dance will prevail for as long as there is awareness of dullness and concretism.

As more and more places become open to dancing without fear, the ability emerges to potentially connect on a deeper cultural or tribal level in effect witnessing our ancestral and historical rights as free-acting beings. Our dance has constantly changed based on what we have seen or learnt from the present moment, integrating cultures and speeds of dance as we go. Many times, it’s important to not get stuck on the floor but to keep an eye out for a better place to dance if it exist.
And perhaps we may want to keep an eye on ourself from doing the same dance over and over, but to learn and adapt as the flow goes on…

And lastly, sometimes we may find ourselves as the last person on the dance floor, and the willingness to continue on or to take a break is different in everyone… Sometimes if the fire goes out, then the passion (even knowingly temporary) to begin with can easily be extinguished. The reputation or lack-there of a club is easy to distinguish based upon what occurs on the dance floor. Many times, everything else is of secondary importance.

To me, the art of the “let go” is a process that can be repeated perhaps indefinitely and nearly always provide some puzzle piece or part of the deeper questions that we have for ourselves. The flood is rarely constant and can pass quickly. It can more or less only be learned from experience, and any “teaching” is tough to transmit from one to the other. The feeling of a “let-go” resembles in some ways those from our past, but they also can be very constructive and unique as we remold adding or subtracting elements from the alchemical equation. If we can approach them consciously, we can re-aim our own arrows or shift the water stream in the direction that will grow our inner crops. Plant the seed.

How quickly can we change our masks when there is no resistance or thoughts of being incorrect? Monthly, weekly, daily, hourly? Maybe it is not uncalled for to ask have you ever changed the mask? Was it forced or welcomed? Often our first mask exchanges are because of factors beyond our control. Yet, as time passes it becomes more of a conscientious allowance to be made and followed through with. The unfolding of the self is like the rising lotus in the murky pond. It’s not easy to break through the swamp, but keep pushing and the flower will eventually surface.

Are our transformations sincere? Insincere transformations can be some of our greatest examples of observation. I have a feeling whatever we do if we do so with sincerity will eventually take us to where we actually want to be. The smallest amount of insincerity can be detected by the sincerely aware, even within our own decision-making psyche. Whatever comes out of our daily transformations, its very dependence is based upon the sincerity levels of the life lived. Do we mean what we say and do we act like how we feel? Or is hollow words and ideals the norm? Must we all fake it until we make it? Is it even possible to “make it” or is this the grandest fairy-take of all? Without trying to “make it” into our current paradigm of where “it” is to us, we risk falling to idleness or boredom for the present “it” that we live. And the beat goes on…

Moonwalking to the Rhythm of the Ocean and Stars

Day 18 (104 Overall)

Kandamodara, Sri Lanka

The rhythm of the waves of the ocean are hypnotically healing. It can bring us back into tune as the waves of the ocean are in one way or the other connected to the waves that are within us all. Can the ocean ever reach stillness or must it always sway? Can we, or is it merely a dream?

I ask myself every morning How do I feel today? As of recently, I have felt very good. At peace. At peace to continue on at my own pace. No need to hurry. No need to go slow. At my own pace. Can there be any other way to proceed onwards? As I continue, I thank everyone and everything that has led me to where I am today. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

As I proceed to the climax of my own spiritual journey, whether in this life or the next, I wonder how many lives I have hoped for and wished to be where I currently am. With the knowledge that a “goal” exist and a method to get there; two keys. Would my past lives tell me to slow down or to speed up? Perhaps just to go the same pace that I currently am. How do I know it is coming to an end sooner rather then later? It is just something inside. Like they say, “When you know, you just know.” It is hard to explain it more than that.

Something I have talked about with others before is that the relative contemplation of the journey, the relative culmination of the work that has been done, whether hard or easy, is fascinating to personally witness. I do not know what lies in store for me, and yet I believe I am heading for certainty. My goal long ago was to reach certainty about what I am supposed to do. Where I am supposed to go. And this is what is special to me, to expect it to come, even though I know it is “impossible” for spiritual progress to occur with expectation. This is the “uniqueness of the situation” as I like to say. The great paradox.

I don’t know if it happens often, being able to expect spiritual culmination and it actually happening. Sure, tons of people expect it to happen and it doesn’t. How often do they expect it and it does? Perhaps, people in the past had no idea what was coming so how could they expect anything? I have many historical examples to draw from, plus my own spiritual experiences from the past, so there is something for me to expect towards, whether I like it or not. But, the strength of the meditation is such that it is possible to relatively expect in real life, and still “make it” to the goal; I abide in the mantra “I do not care what has come or will come.”

The shore is on the horizon and as it draws near, I continually reassure myself that I am doing what I am supposed to do. And yet the question rears itself once again, “To be or not to be”; that is the only question. “To be” is the aim of the ego. “Not to be” is the aim of the soul. In truth, it is a sacrifice, but one that must be made, with trust that it is the right way. I will surely be a different person once all is said and done, but what type of person? This is the trust that I speak about. With no living guru to lead me, I must trust myself, my intuitions, and the guidance of all the gurus before me, whether real or fictional, to lead me to where It wants me to go.

We stand at a precipice. To go the same way we have been going or to forge a new direction. I am surely not cut out to continue in the direction that we have been going, but I feel I may have the skills to help us if we decide to go on a new path. This can only be done when my own path is complete and that is what I am trying for or about to do. Most will not believe or understand until they see with their own eyes, and so when the time comes, I will show them either in person or online.

I always thought people will be drawn to spirituality when they see the “powers” that it brings, but perhaps these powers will just be used in the forms of whatever creative outlets we already have; music, art, writing, etc. When people see and hear the “divine” influential difference, this will make others follow. The difference will not be trivial.

The power of the blog would make past writers kings. The saying, “I’m doing this,” has much more sway than “I did this.” Not hiding their plans, but to show all openly. Those combined with spiritual guidance would naturally have been just as fearless, untouchable unless their karma allowed harm, but of course our history would have been different, which would have taken away the point of it all. It happened how it was supposed to and now we are here, together, ready to move forward, ready to cast aside our old clothes and don the new ones that we must trust will fit.

I have discovered one of my favorite new things is to sit on the deserted beach around 8 PM before the moon rises but still pitch dark, facing the south, watching the stars, and listening to the ocean. Eventually the moon rises and the light on the water at a sight degree is just unbelievable. It may be one of the most pleasant things I get to experience every night here. What is a star but a sun at a distance? Or just the rays of a sun that has already passed?

I saw a very funny sight yesterday. A young white tourist man was walking down the beach from the hotel nearby. As he approached the beach in front of our house, the dogs came out to greet him with their barks. He thought they were going to bite him or what not and he turned around and ran faster than a leopard back. It was quite funny as these were the harmless dogs. All bark and no bite, at least I think.

A truly beautiful salt-water crystal clear lagoon near where I live. Behind me 30 meters is the ocean.
A truly beautiful salt-water crystal clear lagoon near where I live. Behind me 30 meters is the ocean.

The Rule of Evil

Evil is like the waves of a rough coast. One can only go so far into the water before it will sweep them away. As long as one can still touch ground and they know how far they can go, the water cannot harm them. But as soon as they go too far, it can take everything away. This is the rule of evil.

The Dogs

On the prowl.
On the prowl.

My relationship with the dogs has progressed thoroughly. I have become one of their pack now, I feel, and they see me as one of their own, whether walking, eating, swimming, or lounging. I have reached this short term goal through love, rather than fear. Nature always holds the answer to the most vexing questions, one being whether to rule through love or fear. Through fear, I may have the slightest worry that they could turn on me at any point. Through love, my only worry is that they turn on someone else thinking I am in trouble, through their own love for me.

The dog can teach us much about what is important in life. Family, friendship, relaxing, enjoying life. They are certainly in no hurry. And neither am I. I will not slow down, nor speed up, but let the waves pull me in until the stillness settles.

Straight loungin'
Straight loungin’

There are as many psychological differences between dogs as their are humans. Just as it easy for me to see transitions of weakness to strength in humans, I can see it in the dogs. They are not all alike. Some are shy, some are scared, some are full of hatred, some are not trusting. On the other side, some are full of love, some are confident, some are trusting, some are just happy to be. The transitions can and do take place in dogs, as well as humans. In their next lives, they will carry the victories of their transitions or the defeats wherever Dharma sends them next.

The soul has neither beginning nor end. [They] come into this world strengthened by the victories or weakened by the defeats of their previous lives. – Origen

Can you believe it? 104 days have passed in the sadhu journey. It feels great, like a feeling that even occasionally if I’m doing nothing, I’m still doing something. I may not have much to do, but I have my IPad full of books. Not just any books, but the best books ever written. That’s pretty cool to say. We all have access to the best books ever written. Throughout history! Movies and music are babies compared to the written word. And, we can see similarities and differences with our ancestors through the books that have been preserved for us to read and enjoy! It connects us to them. Hopefully, one day, my books will do the same. Enshallah.

It’s a miracle to me,
That the sun we see,
And the moon are of the same size
And yet I know,
It’s just a show,
The moon with its wise disguise.

Could this be the same,
As our current law or game,
Of good and it’s mirror evil.
It seems they are balanced,
Could there be malice,
If good didn’t deceive the people?

Just like the moonlight,
That reflects from the sun,
The evil could not exist,
If good’s will was not done.

Blessed.

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When It Can Be Worth It to Fall off the Horse

Day 14

Kandamodara, Sri Lanka

No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.
― Gautama Buddha

For the past 3-4 weeks I have been living a bit of a “double-life” I suppose, not being perfectly truthful, but also not necessarily lying either. I’ll tell you what I mean. When walking the spiritual path, one of the most important things is to not be discouraged if one falls down or “falls off the horse” as I like to say. It is a perfectly natural part of the process and if the meditation is going the way it is supposed to then it can happen easily. Why is this? Two things.

The purpose of meditation is to remove all craving and desire within the mind. Even staying on the “path” itself is a desire that can be removed through meditation. I believe this is where so many “spiritual” people have “gone wrong” in the past (not necessarily wrong per se) in that they reach a level where even their desire to “go beyond” is removed and they take this as the realization that they were seeking. They arrive at the realization to “just be” and they are happy with this. The desire to maintain a strict discipline is removed and slowly but surely, unless one knows what I am explaining above, they will fall back down into the trap of constant craving and desire, whether in this life or the next.

Many times over the past two and half years this has happened to me. It has never been a straight shot up. Coming from a highly-addicted background, it is easy for me to “fall back” into old habits; drinking, smoking, etc. It is more like a roller coaster going up and down until hopefully it continues up and breaks through the invisible stratosphere. I have not used any money from the expense account for my “fall back”. Furthermore, something inside of me has wanted to use the rest of the trivial personal money that I have left and only use “sadhu” money from now on. This would inherently make it impossible (as I refuse to use donated money for any form of intoxicant) to fall off the path again.

If something like this occurs to people attempting to walk the spiritual path it may be highly discouraging thinking that somehow they did something wrong or that their meditation was going incorrectly and this can bring them further down. This is not necessarily the case. How do we overcome this?  How do we move further when even the desires to “stay on the path” and maintain strict discipline are removed in meditation?

One, which is very important, don’t become discouraged. The second, keep your mind on the prize. Set your sight and aspiration on the true goal and no matter what you will always be pulled back onto the right course. Both the Buddha and Jesus (the two spiritual masters that I tend to believe in and listen to the most) mention many times that when coming to the end of the path, it helps to be alone and without the possibility of distraction. Although I am not in complete solitude, I am the most alone that I have been on an extended period since I began my spiritual journey. My mind is at ease, I am already back “on track”, and my meditation is extremely strong.

“Congratulations to those who are alone and chosen, for you will find the kingdom. For you have come from it, and you will return there again.” – Gospel of Thomas 49

The way I like to describe it is like this. Say I want to cross from Europe to the USA via sailboat over the ocean. Is all I can really do is set my sail and boat in the direction of the U.S., I can’t ask the wind to take me there faster. As long as I keep my aspiration set in the right direction nothing can stop me. A sailboat naturally must zig and zag to its destination and this is what has been occurring. My mind has not changed. I don’t want to go anywhere else besides to America. This determination of setting a goal of something “beyond” further strengthens my resolve and so much more so because I have had a little taste of what I am seeking.  The taste will forever linger until it is appeased and fully fulfilled again.

This can be seen as an advantage and disadvantage. Yes perhaps sometime I have craved the taste in the past, but I got over this hurdle quite a while back. Now it is more like a treasure map to where I want to go and it strengthens my resolve tremendously. Without it, the experience that I went through, I may have given up this journey along time ago. With it, I can never stop until I reach the shore. Only then can I paint the map for others. Until then it is like the blind leading the blind.

Now that that is out of the way, I would just like to say I am clean again for now, I’m in a spiritual paradise made for development and I plan on doing all that I can to cross the ocean of delusion. I would like to clarify my major spiritual goal though. If my goal was to only enlighten myself than that would be one thing, but this is not my aspiration. It is much more difficult to do what I’m trying to do, which is to discover what has been lost. What has been lost is what I call the perfect meditation; a meditation that can bring anyone across the ocean within a matter of days. I believe it exist and this is what I’m looking for. How? Through fully trusting my own abilities and intuition in meditation. How could it be found otherwise?

This is the reason that sadhus have existed for thousands of years. To find out what I’m seeking. This is why there have been millions upon millions of spiritual seekers that were taken care of by society throughout India and the surrounding countries since history has been recorded. The people knew such a “goal” existed, but they didn’t want to spend their whole lives looking for it, so they funded spiritual seekers to look for it for them. To this date, few have been successful and those that were did not accomplish the ultimate goal of humanity of universal enlightenment. I’m trying to find the Holy Grail. The lost knowledge. And when I find it I will share it openly and with everyone that would like to know. This is what you all, as readers and donors, are helping me to achieve. In essence we are doing it together, as we always have been.

Going back to the beginning of the post, “falling off the horse” has it’s advantages. One, certain realizations come when going up the ladder, and some come when falling down. Two, necessity is the mother of invention. When I start feeling like shit again, something I’m not used to when going up, my mediation tends to change more rapidly as I am trying to remove the impediments of what is causing me to fill like crap. I’m willing to try new things that I didn’t think of before or forgot about in the past. So, even though I was “falling down” the past few weeks, my meditation was proceeding in a very positive way. Now that I am sobering up, I can utilize what I learned or remembered during this time period. It is a very slippery slope that I tread on, but I have learned to walk the razor’s edge the past two and a half years. I am a master of coming up and down the slope.

Coming out of it, I am feeling more and more assured that everything is as it should be, perfectly crescendoing into something special. All the hallmarks are there. I built this blog as a way to share this journey, past, present, and future, with no secrets, and to build a foundation for if and when spiritual heights are obtained again. Surely, I feel, this has been done thus far and the blog is at perfect “readiness” status to do what it was made for, to teach what I learn along the way.

The Dogs

Sara and Pikolina playing.
Sara and Pikolina playing.

The dogs are absolutely spectacular. I seemed to have forgotten just how special a relationship we can have with dogs since I last was with them everyday back in the states. They are just so full of love, just wanting a little love in return. They constantly want to play and kiss me. There are so many sometimes I just have to lie on the ground and let them cover me trusting them to “play nice.”

Tina is quite rambunctious.
Tina is quite rambunctious.

Our walks on the beach and to the lagoon have been very special. The group of 11 that I am usually with are very well-behaved and they move about in totally silence unless they feel threatened. Since we are usually alone on the beach, they have no reason to bark. It feels like a I am becoming a member of their pack and that we are hunting for something but no one should make a sound to disturb what we are hunting for. Even the dogs don’t know, but it’s in their blood to act this way and I like being a part of it.

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Above: Suerta (White), but I nicknamed him Bandit or White Bandit because of his eyes. And in the top picture is Blackie the magnificent.

I look forward to whatever is in store for me the next few months and continuing to share the journey with you all as readers. The karmic loop is in place; giving the dogs love in return for their own. This is surely the true way of karma, giving love without expectation which can perhaps be more easily accomplished with animals.

Sorry I don’t have more pictures to post at the moment as my Airdrop was not working.

What do I care if the water wets my clothes?

What do I care if the water wets my clothes?

It will only stay wet for a short time at most.

The waves vibrate with a ravenous jingle,

Pushed by the moon,

With the earth it does mingle.

Gravity pushes and pulls,

Up and down,

It holds the nose,

Upon the clown.

The waves pass under the sunset,

Everyday without reason or cause,

We walk down the beach,

Leaving only footprints and paws.

The trees grow where they may,

Without my command,

For nature is perfect in its ways,

No greed like in man.

If a meal is missed,

It will be found down the road.

Whoever heard of a starving fish?

Or a starving toad?

The birds find their food easily,

And the crows will even steal,

How can we judge a smart bird?

If this is how it finds a meal?

How I would love to be a bird,

Or a lion millennia ago.

Or a T-Rex.

No need for the nasty ego.

No conception of right or wrong.

Always perfectly in tune,

But they can’t conceive beyond,

Can’t see a blue moon.

What they see in front of their faces,

Is all that matters to them.

All of a sudden something happened,

And then came a wild spin.

A serious evolution occurred,

When our ancestors ate special food,

Mushrooms, fungus, and cacti.

Put them in a special mood.

Made em think maybe there is another way,

Another world.

And the aspiration set in.

Ding.

Straight from dew.

With the sacred brew,

And the plant stew,

The brain grew.

And now we are here.

Expenses and Donations between July 25th and 29th:

I received two heavenly donations of $54.54 and $40 from two wonderful people to go towards the path. They have eased my mind a bit going from nigh nothing to something. And the first person who has donated twice! A new record! Haha thanks so much guys!

Expenses:

Food: $1

$1 + 187.67 = 188.67 divided by 14 days = $13.48 per day

$12.36 – $1 + $47.07 = $58.43 left

$58.43 / $13.48 = 4 days left

Donations:

1150.80 divided by 100 days = $11.51 per day

$13.38 + $47.07 = $60.45

left  $60.45 / 11.51 = 5 days left

Blessed

Taking Care of Dogs, Walking Along the Beach, and Loving Life in Sri Lanka

Journey to Ixtlan

Day 10

Kandamodara, Sri Lanka

A half-complete castle-church I live in.
A half-complete castle-church I live in.
I am sitting here in a balcony overlooking the most enchanting ocean, beach, and palm trees I have ever seen, with only $12.36 in the expense account thinking that I am perfectly happy with the way things have turned out thus far in the sadhu journey. I have made it to the destination that I have been “aspiring” towards for sometime now, not knowing it’s full potential until now. It was hard work, but I have somehow made it here. An aspiration such as this is a combination of little aspirations all rolled into one, and to me it is better than I could have planned. Furthermore, I now get to show you an example of how to continuing traveling and “living” on truly no money. The accounts are so low there would not be much I can do with them at the time. How does one live on such little? The key is to find your sanctuary. I believe I have found my own, for the time being.

Overlooking the balcony.
Overlooking the balcony.
I have found a place where I will not need to worry what I plan on doing next week, or next month which is a huge relief over what I have been doing the past 3 months and even past 16 months of traveling. When we can find these sanctuaries, and so much more if our room and board will be taken care of, it can be seen as a relative “goal” to shoot for when traveling; perhaps a result that could only be when combined with a spiritual journey. Especially ones in such pristine conditions as this. Things may be a little rough around the edges, but when have I ever shied away from this in the past? More or less, the pros of this place far outweigh whatever little cons I can find. The method of my living the past three months has made it to where even in slightly uncomfortable rooms or situation, I can find my solace and do what I need to do.

Pathway to Freedom
Pathway to Freedom
Through the spiritual path, occasionally times like this occur on a basis of manifesting the desire that is wanted for spiritual development. This places seems to be a direct manifestation of all the things I would want in a sanctuary and where spiritual development can occur in solitude. This is huge. I feel something inside me, either consciously or unconsciously, wanted it for myself to proceed forwards and so I am ready to take that step. My meditation is perfectly on track and beyond what I could imagine it to be at this point. The absolute silence except for waves is extremely beneficial for the path to continue.

Wide open beaches into solitude.
Wide open beaches into solitude.
I have never seen such a beautiful and secluded beach in all of my life. It is really unreal to me and feels like I am dreaming, walking, sitting, laying on the beach in either the day or the night. I walk with the dogs down the beach and come back hours later and still the only foot prints left are mine and the dogs. The waves are absolutely extraordinary and ravishing, perhaps 5-7 meters high at times. The red flags are constantly out and so I have only taken a few dips thus far.

Magnicent gardens surround the whole property.
Magnicent gardens surround the whole property.
The dogs. The dogs, how can I explain about these magnificent dogs? A story will be told over the coming months. I imagine that they will be the main characters in the unfolding story as most of my attention will be with them. When I was offered the job, the woman who explained things to me said is all you have to do is love my dogs and I thought to myself, ok I can do that. The catch being is that there are 17 dogs here and 3 monkeys. They are not all on good terms so there are sort of gangs of dogs.

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Here are the breakups:

There is sort of a group of “good” dogs and “bad” dogs and the monkeys live in the middle, constantly provoking or aggrandizing the dogs to fight. There is furthermore another group of six rogue dogs who live on the beach, but are very defensive. This makes 23 dogs total. Out of the “good” dogs they are lead by a wonderful female golden labrador retriever named Sara who is around 10 years old. She is getting older, but still in good shape and just loves life.

Ole Sara the sweety.
Ole Sara the sweety.
Her “companion” is a miniature or crippled German Shepherd named, get this, Rex, the name of my 100 year old grandpa. So cool. Surrounding these two dogs is a gang of around 8 good dogs. Slowly I hope to show them all and explain who they are and their strengths and weaknesses.

Rex the champ.
Rex the champ.
On the “bad” side, there are about 6-7 dogs mostly of black and white color who live sort of behind the monkey cage in a big open field that opens up for the dogs to run around in. I have not got to know their names or backgrounds yet, but there is a pretty aggressive one who likes to jump on me and bite at my arms gently. There is a single fence that separates the two gangs, but there are also plenty of openings in the fence so things sometimes get a bit out of hand, but they are just having fun it looks like so far.

The monkeys live in the middle. One is a bit atrocious and likes to antagonize the dogs.

Shookee... he is mean looking.
Shookee… he is mean looking.
One of the cool things about where I am is that the dogs have absolute freedom to do whatever they please. It is literally a huge area surrounded purely by nature that they can run around in. Since they are nearly always in a pack or with a friend, they have nothing to worry about. It is an absolute paradise for them. A human paradise automatically leads itself to a dog’s paradise, especially if the dogs are treated so well as they are here. It is going to be an amazing time. I have came up with a little corresponding theory that has to do with this job and will be interesting to see in progression.

Animal Karma Theory

A question has been roaming around in my mind for some time and I think I am starting to get an image of an answer. It seems like a good time to expunge it a bit as it has to do with the next leg of the journey I am embarking on now. The question is how do animals gain karma to eventually be reborn into the human existence when they live purely by instinct, by reaction, and the programming that is within their own DNA? My theory is that animals have received karma throughout history based upon the “interference” of man, either consciously or unconsciously. In essence, we can change the fate or karma of animals by utilizing them for multiple purposes.

Either through food, or production, or protection, or by receiving love from them which can be tangentially felt from animal to human. A karmic cycle or loop can start where a human receives karma for providing the opportunity for animals to earn karma on an extended “drawn out” basis. Just from “mingling” with animals, we give them the chance to “love” and even “change” into a loving animal from an angry or frightened one.

Then God said, “Let us make mankind in our image, in our likeness, so that they may rule over the fish in the sea and the birds in the sky, over the livestock and all the wild animals, and over all the creatures that move along the ground.” – Genesis 1:26

I think this scripture is stating the same as this theory, but it is not explaining it in depth or properly. Many people throughout history might have thought this meant that man has the ability to do whatever it wants to animals as they are “higher” on a spiritual level or imaginary “food chain”, but in actuality it just means that we are in charge of giving animals the opportunity to earn karma as they have no ability to unless human interaction takes place. This could have unconsciously being taken place since the inception of human-animal interaction. A deeper question is who are the one’s that gave pre-humans their karma to become human through evolution? Something to speculate upon.

This theory corresponds to what I am about to start doing. I will give them the opportunity to love and protect me just with long walks on the beach and I will love them in return, a la the karmic loop will be implemented. I don’t see them really as “animals”, but beings just like you or me just in an animal body at the time. Any of them could have been my family, friends, or teachers from past lives. 

Chickens can give eggs, food, fertilizer, and perhaps love. Cows give plenty of milk, fertilizer or an energy source as they burn manure to cook food in many countries, food, and love. Dogs can go one step further and provide protection and lots of love which can be more tangentially felt. I feel very fortunate to have grown up around dogs nearly all of my life and would go far as to say that perhaps I may not even be alive if it were not for the unconditional love that animals and dogs specifically provide. They heal through love. They give you an opportunity to earn karma in return for giving them the opportunity to earn karma. That is the basis of this theory and something I plan on watching take place over the next few months.

I hope I can tell the story for all to read, understand, and love for it should be a fun one to take part in and watch. My internet capabilities are currently adapting and I should be able to get a constant source of internet soon which should allow the content to proceed punctually and rapidly. But perhaps not…

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The only groups of people I have met thus far on the beach are staying West about 200 meters at a posh 4 star hotel. Mostly British, German, and Russian tourists they explained to me. They invited me in and showed me all around. Crazy pool, bars, restaurants, etc. The guys on the beach know the woman I am working for. They are nice and I will look forward to talking to them occasionally throughout the time.

East of us is a group of fisherman who have their boats tied there constantly. I was told to be careful of them and so I am. Nonetheless, I met a few of them and they seemed to be nice at first meeting. He showed me a boat full of 8-9 craps and smiled. I usually walk by them at least once a day when walking the dogs.

I am now staying in the tower of this house with another older Sri Lankan man who occasionally stays there and other times in Tangelle. He explained he had been coming there for a long time and his children were married there. The other younger boy who lives on the property is Kasun. He came and picked me up from the Tangelle bus station on my first day and is sort of the do-it-all guy at the moment. We have so far developed a very good relationship. Lastly there are a few Tuk-tuk drivers who work here a little and drive Kasun around if he needs to pick up any supplies because it is quite a long tuk-tuk ride to where one wants to buy something. Going to the market yesterday was quite interesting, but successful.

The tower of power.
The tower of power.
So that is all that I will write about the situation thus far. More or less, I have no more expense or personal money to use and will be happy writing, meditating, walking on the beach with wonderful dogs for the upcoming future. Perhaps even just giving love and compassion to animals or dogs can give the little extra push we need to go spiritually; we may need to fill up the jars just a little fuller to get to where we want to go. I hope you will enjoy the ride!

List of daily expenses and donations between July 16th and July 24th 2015:

New for Sri Lanka:
Flight from India: $48.91
Visa: $30
Travel (bus): $5.70
Food: $48.25
Room: $27.65
Random: $8.46
SIM Card: $18.69
Total: $187.67

Total: $187.67 divided by 9 days = $20.85 per day

Donation to random stranger= $.90

Total = $1149.90 – .90 divided by 95 days = $12.11 per day

Expense account = $200.03 – $187.67 (Avg. $20.85 per day will last 1 more day)
Donations account = $14.68 – .90 = $13.38 (Avg $12.11 per day will last 1 more day)

Blessed.