Quotes and Excerpts

What are the chances of a full Kundalini release happening with a specific song at a specific time with so many connections? I think it lends an ear to the power of perception and meaning that humans can experience through their Bio-Imagination. It is living true human art ― the kind all art points to. It’s one thing to create art about the human experience and another to be and live your life as art, coloring your experiences with artistic perception. Isn’t that what the Bio-Imagination is all about? A juicy life experience? Yes!

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I was tired of the pain and inner reproach, the emotional knife stuck deep into my heart. The psychological struggle to get through each day weighed heavily as the gun taunted, “just one shot, one shot and it’s over.” Sorely depressed and emotionally frozen, the echo of death offered a cold, lonely solution. I wanted out of this haunting depression, to remove the mask of grief, and find relief from the dark twisting emotions and chaos; for the bars of this prison were invisible, and my spirit was crying for leaving.

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Estella, whom I nicknamed “Little Yoda Ninja Granny” lived next door and had a daily ritual of meandering around her yard. She would move very slowly step by step with her walking cane and oxygen tank strapped to her back. Estella and I had developed a mutual respect for not liking each other over the years. She had a habit of telling me what to do in my yard and I wasn’t favorable to her unsolicited advice. The two of us were quite fine with this arrangement because, at the least, it was an honest dislike and mutually respectable quandary. As the saying goes, “You do not truly know someone until you have fought them.” I was having an energetic Kung Fu fight with a four-foot-tall Yoda Ninja Granny.

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Through the Christian experience, one of the heaviest weights lifted off my shoulders was forgiving my parents; however, I came to realize that forgiveness is not forgiveness until the crime has been remembered. How can you forgive what you do not remember? It’s easier to forgive what you are unconscious of but much harder to re- live (feel the memory) and allow it to heal. In many cases, healing cannot happen unless the right not to forgive is granted to oneself.

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"For some of us, there is a built-in, born-with affliction, to seek and find the answers to our existence. It is not by choice, it is a gnawing, a knowing—a sacred sickness. It is a feeling so deep, that it vibrates in the cells and boils in the blood. It is an intensity so unrelenting in its drive, so constant, determined, unwavering and focused, that even sleep is not safe from its scrutiny. And when it is hidden, it is simply waiting for the next attack upon its prey of falsehood."

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I remember watching my arm as if it had a mind of its own, and actually, it did. After experiencing my body go through so many crazy transitions this was no surprise. I turned my face to the sun while my arm waved rainbow colors into the air with the imagined sword. In that moment I realized I had literally embodied the myth ― I had become the Hermit.

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The global effects of generational child abuse reach into the future, until knowledge and action replace sorrow and regret. Parents who expect their children to “get over it” are beating a dead horse; denying the natural world of human feeling and memory.

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For as long as I can remember, the song Stairway to Heaven took my breath away. I only played it on rare occasions because of what it did to my nervous system. I usually got goosebumps and inspiration so intense, it would bring me to tears. It had become a talisman of sound. I felt now was one of those rare occasions. So, I took a deep breath and hit play on my phone which was connected to a Bluetooth speaker by the bed. As the song played through, feelings started flowing like a still pond slowly pouring into a stream. The movement felt sweet, organic and tender. The music winded on down the road triggering glitters of goosebumps within. But as the song intensified I started experiencing the feeling of being smothered; as if someone had a pillow over my face. My body began churning as if trying to shake loose from the perpetrator. As the song reached its crescendo, I broke out crying and the imagery dissipated like mist in the wind. I lay there shocked.

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Humans tend to go on spiritual journeys searching for reality everywhere but childhood. This is because past lives, spiritual dimensions and invisible entities are much easier to accept than re- experiencing a traumatic childhood event.

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The faithful “dweller on the threshold” who remains unshaken, only grows in strength the more it is denied, rejected or explained away. It is our best friend, the reflection of our deepest truth and most protected lie ― it is our darkest messenger and guide to the light.

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Understanding both dark and light bio-archetypes were absolutely necessary for awakening the Kundalini force. A “less esoteric” way of saying this would be: A balanced approach to life, accepting everything within with care and understanding, allows psycho- emotion to flow throughout the body.