Note: (I am moving to 5 point font - it doesn't cost any more than 3 point, and is much easier to read...)
To live in the world is to have a body. I like to start with something that cannot be denied.
I just got an uplift from some notions about "reality" that Fairy Faye offered, referencing Maharshi the Great, and I got to thinking about how many things I take for real that are ultimately not going to be "real."
So I am waiting for Fairy Faye to give me a metaphor for this waking up that helps me live with a little ease that the moment of truth will not be unendurable. I am hoping for a really great metaphor that lifts the cloud cover and shines the light.
In the interim ...
But I keep thinking of the beautiful Maharshi, and Wilber, and Obama, and the athletes in the Olympics, and I must say...
... right now the topic du jour is bones.
After all, what is more beautiful than beautiful bones!
Maharshi, Obama, and the beautiful athletes in Beijing are all ... splendid bone carriers.
Have you seen Maharshi?
Without going too far afield, let me come back to the point, which is: to live an Integral life is ... to stack everything onto a structure. A frame. A framework that holds and ... uplifts in the eternal dance of delight.
If you can read this, you have a body, and that body is a system of ... bones.
When I was young, my grandmother, who had singing bones, used to serve up bone marrow for a sandwich spread. An old Slovakian treat! But now, I am thinking, we don't even think of marrow. We are not even aware that there is marrow.
Marrow - how many people even use that word? Or know what it refers to? It is a dying word, and with it, our awareness of the truth of embodiment is dying.
Take a look at the people in your community over the age of 80. Look at how beautiful their bones are. You cannot live to be over 80 without having singing bones.
Singing bones? What are they? Resonating bones. Bones with marrow that is alive and resonating.
Do my bones feel like they are springing with life? Or do I think and sense them as sticks? Honestly, yes or no, do I feel that my bones are living and breathing, or just sticks that hold up the meat?
Or worse, am I oblivious to me bones, and just focused on the surface manifestations of my skin?
This is ridiculous. Really ridiculous. To spend time thinking about the skin, when the bones are the source of health and well being.
Immortality requires bone consciousness. Bones contain the life force that was acquired and stored before birth. Muscles and tissues contain the life force acquired after birth.
When I become aware of the prenatal life force in my bones, I vibrate in an immortal way and become beautiful.
Our bones are the only solid crystalline substance in our body. We can now measure the electromagnetic fields that our bones receive and send out to our organs, blood and nerves.
My bones are my tuning fork and they transmit that deep and rhythmic pulse of energy that connects my cellular reality to the stars. The energy of the cosmos comes down and is refined into my bones.
As Arthur puts it, Ad Astra. Back to the stars. Putting your cosmic energy back out, through your bones, to where it came from. A circuit of life.
Ever wonder why why you cannot escape your mother? It is a question of resonance in the bones. You feel your mother in every second of your life because she is ... literally ... in your bones!
Every minute proportion and resonance comes from ... her!
Your mother's life force built your bones and your bones are your tuning fork that vibrates through you and gives health to your organs and blood.
And for this reason, the ancients always felt it made sense to be buried with ones parents. It does. Bones never die. Flesh rots but bones keep on shimmering with life force. They transmit the spirit well beyond our alloted days.
Bones are wands that sprinkle spirit.
Take in cosmic energy through the fingers and toes. These are the portals of exchange. Draw the energy in and let it mingle. Feel the energy trickle and flow through every bone in the body.
But that is not enough. Squeeze every muscle and press that cosmic energy into the bones. This burns out fat in the marrow and replaces it with vibrant and living oxygenated marrow.
By squeezing life force into the bones, you squeeze out toxins in the marrow. At that point, your muscles are "dancing on" the bones instead of "hanging from" the bones. The bones are shimmering now and you feel like a place that the universe wants to visit.
Ken Wilber's work has sprung from and been sustained by his wonderful bone harmony.
Healthy bones sing and resonant the universal reality of love and flow.
Can you show me a prince or princess who does not have beautiful bones?
To live is to be a prince or princess, or a king or queen, with all of the majestic bone harmony.
We love great bones because we know that bones are life.
Feel every bone, one by one, and feel it ... want to pulse.
This too is life. This is life. This is where we live. There is a reason why we have a body. It is not an accident.
Put that symphonic resonance of bone consciousness to work and we have a structure to start from.
And .. when in doubt, ask ... can I feel it in my bones? Does it feel right with my bones?
And by the way, insist that your bones be set down in Mother Earth. Cremation is a great idea ... but a bad way to honor your ancestors, who provided the life force to give you a body.
If anyone asks, do you want to be buried, tell them ... you are goddamned right I want to be buried! Right next to my parents! My bones are theirs! They gave them to me. And we will sing together for a long long time!
Honor your mother and father and grandparents by letting your bones be settled in Mother Earth where they can resonate and sparkle and shimmer for a long long time.
That's an Integral idea too.