These quotes are from Being-In-Dreaming:
Chuckling softly, Delia put her hands behind her head.
"My physical desires are not behind me because I'm old,"
she confided, "but because I've been given a chance to
use my energy and imagination to become something different
than the slave I was raised to be."
And then he did something completely outlandish and
unexpected. He put his arms around me. There was no
sexual overtone in his embrace. It was the spontaneous,
sweet, and simple gesture of a child who wants to comfort
a friend. His touch soothed me instantly and so completely
that I began to sob uncontrollably.
I was certain Florinda was closer to five eleven but
rounded it down to ten. I kissed her cheeks and her eyes.
I loved her with a love that was incomprehensible to me;
it was a feeling untainted by doubt or dread or expectation.
It was the love one feels in dreams.
Seemingly in complete agreement with me, Florinda chuckled
softly. The elusive light in her eyes, the ghostly whiteness
of her hair was like some forgotten memory. I felt as if
I had known her from the day I was born. It occurred to me
that children who liked their mothers must be lost children.
Filial love coupled with admiration for the mother's
physical being must result in a sense of total love,
like the love I felt for this tall, mysterious woman.
I was still laughing when I reached the van at the bottom
of the hill. I opened my mouth to explain to Isidoro Baltazar
the cause of my mirth, when a strange, fierce emotion flooded
me. A stab so strong I couldn't speak. What I felt wasn't
sexual passion. Neither was it a platonic affection. It wasn't
the feeling I felt for my parents or brothers or friends.
I simply loved him with a love that was untainted by any
expectation, doubts, or dread.
As if I had spoken out loud, Isidoro Baltazar embraced me
so fiercely I could hardly breathe.
They had written written poems to me and slipped them under
my door, unsigned. I had to guess who had written the poem.
Each claimed that if I truly loved her, as she loved me,
I would intuitively know the author.
"Here I go!" I cried out, but instead of jumping in I turned
to look at the caretaker. His immobility frightened me.
He seemed to have turned into stone, so still and erect did
he sit on the boulder. Only his eyes seemed to have life;
they shone in a curiously compelling way, without any source
of light to account for it. It astounded more than saddened
me to see tears trickling down his cheeks. Without knowing why,
I, too, began to weep, silently. His tears made their way down,
I thought, into my watch on his wrist. I felt the eerie
weight of his conviction, and suddenly my fear and my
indecision were gone, and I dove into the pool.
At great length she told me about her teacher, the nagual
Julian, famous by all accounts. Her descriptions of him
were compressed yet so evocative I could see him before
my very eyes: the most dashing being that ever lived.
Funny, sharp-witted, and fast-thinking; an incorrigible
prankster. A storyteller, a magician who handled perception
as a master baker handles dough, kneading it into any shape
or form without ever losing sight of it. To be with the
nagual Julian, Florinda assured me, was something unforgettable.
She confessed that she loved him beyond words, beyond feelings.
And so did Zuleica.
Whenever Manfred and I were alone, a bond of indescribable
affection would possess me. I actually adored him. And it was this
blind feeling of love that created a bridge between us so he could,
at times, transmit his thoughts and moods to me. I knew Manfred's
feelings were simple and direct like a child's.
As I held Mr. Abelar's gaze, an indescribable wave
of well-being enveloped me. I knew that I had at last
found what I had been looking for. Following an impulse
of the purest affection, I leaned over and kissed his
hand. And out of the unsuspected depth of me, I muttered
something that had no rational but only an emotional
significance. "You are the nagual to me, too," I said.
His eyes were shining, happy we had finally come to an
understanding. He ruffled my hair in an affectionate way,
and all my pentup fears and frustrations exploded in a
deluge of anguished tears.
Some horrible, unnamed feeling loomed over me.
"Wait a minute," I muttered. "Did Clara leave?"
"Yes, she did."
"But she'll be coming back, won't she?" I asked.
Nelida shook her head. "No. As I told you, her job is done."
At that moment, I had the only true feeling I had
ever had in my entire life. Compared to it, nothing
of what I had felt before was real;
not my anger, not my fits of rage, not my outbursts
of affection, not even my self-pity was true when
compared with the searing pain I felt at that moment.
It was so intense, it numbed me. I wanted to weep,
but I couldn't. I knew then that real pain brings no tears.
I had completely forgotten about some dreams
I had had over the years in which a beautiful,
mysterious lady used to talk to me and leave
gifts for me on my bedside table.
[...]
When I felt sad or alone, she would soothe
and comfort me and whisper sweet nothings
in my ear. The thing I remember most vividly
was that she told me that she loved me for
what I was. She used those exact words,
"I love you for what you are." Then she would
rub my back where I was tense or stroke my head
and tousle my hair. I realized that it was
because of her that I didn't want my mother
to touch me. I didn't want anyone to touch me
except that lady. When I woke up after any
of these dreams, my feeling was that nothing
in the world mattered as long as that lady
held me in her heart.
There, in a silk box hidden under the platform,
were exquisite jewels. I recognized the opal ring
that had red fire in it and the gold charm bracelet,
and there were other rings and a gold watch and a
diamond necklace. I took out the gold bracelet
with the heart and put it on, and for the first
time since Clara left, I found my eyes filled
with tears. But they were not tears of self-pity
or sadness, but of sheer joy and elation.
The feeling I had developed for the trees was
beyond words. I had the certainty that I was able
to absorb their moods, know their age,their
insights and what they sensed. I could
communicate with a tree directly through a
sensation that came out from the inside of
my body. Often, communication began with a
spilling forth of pure affection, almost as
intense as what I felt for Manfred, an affection
that came out of me always unexpectedly and
unsolicited.
Someday you will meet him and the others.
You couldn't do it the day you were with
Nelida in the left hallway, nor can you
do it now, here with me. But you will cross
over soon. They are waiting for you."
A nameless longing took hold of me. I wanted
to slip through that viewing hole into the room
to be with them. There was warmth and affection
there. And they were waiting for me.
At the end of one of our movement sessions,
"the cousins", Reni and Nyei did a long and
very intimate pass for two people, which they
called the "Tensegrity of Affection".
We were told that this pass is only to be done
by two people who are "energetically related",
or "compatible".
It is an extremely detailed and complex pass,
in which the movements of the two participants
intertwine and interact extensively. It contains
elements of intimacy, tenderness, near violence,
and gestures of mutual support. It gave me the
feeling of what one could do to _truly_ assist
another person in an impeccable manner.
The pass was said to indicate the willingness of
the two particants to bestow a "blank check of
affection". Nyei said that "a sorcerer's affection,
once given, is not subject to whim or revocation".
Excerpted an from old Ixtlan and Castaneda mailing list post:
Kylie then explained that Castaneda (whom the Chacmools always
refer to either as "Carlos" or "the Nagual") had seen energetically
that it was important to give us a window onto a long pass called
Tensegrity of Affection or the Sorcerer's Affection. She explained
that sorcerers don't use the term "love," since it is too laden
with meanings and projections.
When using the term "affection," they mean it in terms of the
abstract joy or awe that we have as young children before that
feeling "dies" in us. They said that the pass was a form of
invitation, and that it would take "writing a blank check"
to make it happen. She also explained that sorcerers don't
"try" anything, they simply act without leaving a clause open
for failure.
We all were asked to move into the center of the room, where the
impact would be the strongest. Reni and Nyei, who were introduced
as cousins, then performed this lengthy pass which is supposed
to be done by two people who are energetically similar. It was
very moving to see them perform this very long series of movements,
which took about 12 minutes as best I can remember. Nyei then
explained briefly the meaning of some of the movements, breaking
the whole pass into four sections.
The first section is supposed to set up intent and exchange energy.
The second section is very combative, bringing out the competitive
energy and then dissipating it in playful movements. The third
section is one of pure affection, using very gentle movements
at one point as the two participants make protective shields
on their partner's body. The last section begins with circular
movements with the arms interlocked. She described it as being
made up of aggressive movement that is no longer combative but
more like two cats or leopards having entered into a pact to
defend one another.
Carlos began to talk about the death defier. He reviewed for us
how in 1725 the death defier on his last dying moments cornered
the nagual Sebastian and extorted energy from him. Carlos then
explained in technical terms how the Death Defier takes energy
from the Nagual.
Carlos recapped his nine day ordeal with the Death Defier that
he had written about in The Art of Dreaming. Carlos explained
how the Death Defier is just a man, a human just like us,
and his struggle to survive is one of human possibilities.
Very emotionally, Carlos explained how whenever he talks about
the Death Defier he is nearly brought to tears. The Death Defier
has been fighting for his life every moment for over 7000 years
and he is human.
He first escaped death by becoming a sorcerer but he got trapped
by the inorganic beings. After thousands of years of being
trapped by the inorganic beings he figured away out, thereby
escaping death for a second time. Then for thousands of years
he survived by manipulating his assemblage point.
Then in 1725 he was near death because he had used up all his
energy reserves. He then cheated death for a third time by
extorting energy from the Naguals in his lineage.
Now that Carlos is the last of his line the Death Defier has devised
a method beyond comprehension to cheat death for a fourth time.
An emotionally moved Carlos explained to us how the Death Defier's
story is a part of all of us and it has meaning to our own fight
for freedom. How many of us want to live so desperately that we
could fight every moment for over 7000 years, grabbing and searching
for any little piece of knowledge capable of carrying us onward?
~~~
"Carol stared at me with a strange look I had never seen in her."
"I dare to disagree," she said softly. "Fear is nothing compared
with affection. Fear makes you run wildly; love makes you move
intelligently."
"I am coming apart," I said to Carol. "I am about to weep
for people."
...
I faced her in the darkness and muttered something that in a
more lucid moment would have been quite irrational to me.
"I absolutely adore you," I said.
...
Carol smiled at me and embraced me. And I was filled with
such a consuming affection for her that I began to weep
involuntarily.
...
She hushed me and whispered in my ear...
"the death defier's gift to you was the wings of intent.
And with them, you and I are dreaming ourselves in another
time. In a time yet to come."
[from the Art of Dreaming]
N.
Carlos held a lot of resentment towards his father for
abandoning him...After many years of working with Don Juan,
Carlos realized that the only way for him to completely
recapitulate his resentment towards his father was to go
see him and bury the hatchet.
Carlos said that his real last name was Ovalle (I am not quite
sure of this). He went to his father's house who had a family
of his own by then. Carlos became very quiet and sullen when he
began to tell this next part of the story. Carlos went to the
front door and knocked. A woman answered the door and Carlos
said that he was an old friend of Mr. Ovalle's. Carlos' father
came to the door and greeted him.
His father very courteously invited him in and they sat down.
Carlos was awestruck with how warmly his father had received him.
His father told the woman to bring them some tea. His father
said "Please you must tell me who you are and where we had met."
Carlos said "Well if I tell you who I am then I will not have to
tell you where we met." Carlos then told his father that he was
his son.
Carlos then went on to get to know his father for the first time
in his life. All the years that Carlos had hated his father
he assumed that his father hated him back. He quickly learned
that his resentment of his father was a unilateral one because
his father barely remembered him. Carlos said that his father
was an exquisite man who was very well read. His father even
had Carlos Castaneda books on his bookshelf. He never told
his father that he was Carlos Castaneda.
His father invited him to stay for dinner and Carlos accepted
on the grounds that he did not tell his family that he was his son.
Carlos had dinner with them and later on it became time for
him to say good bye. At this point Carlos was pouring all the
emotion that he could into this story and the audience was
completely captivated by him. Carlos hugged his father
and held him by the forearms shaking them in great affection
while saying good bye...
His father's wife remarked that of all his friends she had never
seen any of them treat him so much compassion. She said that they
must have been very good friends. Carlos' father had a little girl
and Carlos hugged her to say good bye. Carlos knelt down and held
her by the shoulders and said, "I wish that I would have had a
father as nice as the one that you have." Carlos then stopped
himself and left. He told the audience that is what sorcerers do.
They go just far enough then they stop.
Carlos then held the palms of his hand towards the audience
and said "During the last 3 weeks I have given you my best."
From The Fire From Within:
Don Juan asked me if I liked her, if I found her appealing
and soothing. I could not speak, but somehow I conveyed to him
the feeling that I did like that lady immensely. I thought,
without any overt reason, that she was a paragon of kindness,
that she was indispensable to what don Juan was doing with me.
Don Juan spoke in my ear again and said that if I liked her
that much I should wake up in her house, that my feeling of
warmth and affection for her would guide me.
From the Eagle's Gift:
"I knew that she was the embodiment of the purest, most unbiased
affection. It would be most appropriate to say that la Gorda
and I loved the Nagual woman more than life itself."
Three quotes from Tales of Power:
Pablito laughed and told me that he had been entrusted with Nestor.
...
"I take care of him," Pablito continued. "Genaro says that it's
an honor to look after a warrior. Nestor is a fine warrior."
"Don Juan said that he was certain that every time I thought
of that little boy my spirit jumped joyfully and without a trace
of selfishness or pettiness wished him the best."
"This is the predilection of two warriors," he said. "This earth,
this world. For a warrior there can be no greater love.
...
Only the love for this splendorous being can give freedom to
a warrior's spirit".
Three quotes from Journey to Ixtlan:
I lay down again on the mat of branches and strangely enough my
apprehension vanished. I again experienced a sense of quietness,
an exquisite sense of well-being. It was an extremely new
sensation to me; my thoughts seemed to have been turned off.
I was happy. I felt healthy. A very quiet ebullience filled me.
A soft wind was blowing from the west and swept over my entire body without making me cold. I felt it on my face and around my ears,
like a gentle wave of warm water that bathed me and then receded
and bathed me again. It was a strange state of being that had
no parallel in my busy and dislocated life. I began to weep,
not out of sadness or self-pity but out of some ineffable,
inexplicable joy.
He clasped my hand again. His touch was firm and friendly;
it was like a reassurance that he was concerned and had affection
for me, and at the same time it gave me the impression of an
unwavering purpose.
"This is my gesture for you," he said, holding the grip he had
on my hand for an instant. "Now you must go by yourself into
those friendly mountains."
Your Journey to Ixtlan is not real then," I said.
"It is real! don Genaro interjected. "The travelers are not real."
He pointed to don Juan with a nod of his head and said emphatically,
"This is the only one who is real. The world is real only when I am with this one."
"Most of what we consider to be affection is the trading of favors
with other people. The warrior, on the other hand, gives affection
with no expectation of return. It is not that the warrior is trying
to eliminate affection, be an unfeeling person. The warrior's
affection is just so unbiased it unravels everyday connections.
The warrior's affection is so unbiased that if the warrior goes
into another reality completely different from this one the
warrior's affection will extend to all the other new beings
that exist in that other reality."
"The warrior's way is not to get trapped in the biological
imperative to mate and the social dance motivated by loneliness,
it is to give unbounded affection instead, not to count the number
of affairs we have or be in a relationship and daydream about
alternatives that would be even better for us. A warrior's
affection so transcends the social order that the warrior can
move to any other position of the assemblage point, even an
unknown universe and still be full of affection. So don't be
afraid to chip away at this second cornerstone of everyday
reality, that if you do so you won't have any affections
or feelings left."
This particular situation seems to have been under the direction
of Carlos. It's a good example of Carlos' teaching technique.
...
It seems that old Florinda directed Carlos, Taisha, Florinda, and
another person who is no longer with the group to become contractors.
Their job was to fix up a very large and rundown house for a
particular woman.
...
Taisha said that her first reaction to becoming a contractor was,
"I don't know anything about contracting! You mean I have to
fix pipes?"
...
They'd worked in the house for a while, when one day Carlos announced
that they had to clear the rubbish from under the house. It didn't
seem like too big of a job until Taisha noticed that there was only
a small crawlway under the house. They had to rig a cart with wheels
and a rope in order to haul the stuff out. Carlos was on the outside
pulling the rope, and Taisha had to go under and put the stuff into
the cart.
Taisha said that the house was really big, and the area under it
was huge. To make matters worse, it was near a hill and there was
a stream or runoff going right under it. Each rainstorm carried
such things as old couches, tree branches, bones, dead cats,
rocks, etc. under the house. It took a long time to get the
larger objects out from under the house.
After they got the larger stuff out (I believe it took weeks),
Taisha started to crawl around and remove things. At first she
wasn't very good at it, but she said that soon she got her
"rodent's legs" and began to crawl around with a bit of confidence.
She said it wasn't really that bad at that point, it was hot in
Mexico, and it was cool under the house.
After she had removed the objects, she believed she was done.
But Carlos announced that they had to remove the rocks too.
Taisha got angry and made a bit of a fuss, but she knew she didn't
have a choice. So she proceeded to remove the rocks. That took
even longer. During that time she became even more proficient
at crawling around. She even began to like it.
When she had removed the rocks, she felt a relief. Although she'd
enjoyed it, she was ready to be done with it.
But Carlos announced that NOW they had to remove the SMALL rocks.
Taisha was about to explode. But again, she knew she was part
of the Nagual's party and had no choice.
This time the crawling around was even easier and Taisha said she
began to know all of the spots under the house intimately. She knew
where the depressions were that allowed her to sit upright. She knew
the best places to take a nap. She said that she loved to take
little cat naps with her head rested on the soft dirt. She could
scamper around at a fantastic rate, almost as well as she could walk
around outside the house.
It took quite a while to remove the small rocks, the total time for
the project had lapsed into months. Taisha said she really began to
feel like a mole.
When she was done, she almost felt a little disappointed. But that
didn't stop her from getting upset when Carlos announced that NOW
they had to rake the dirt under the house and make it all smooth.
Taisha angrily replied, "What are we going to do, make a Zen garden!"
But she didn't have a choice. She really couldn't figure out why
Carlos was making such a fuss about the underside of the house.
No one would ever see it. On the otherhand, she'd grown to like it
down there, so she said that her protests weren't really heartfelt
this time, she crawled right back into the job.
As a result of the raking, Taisha said that it became quite smooth
and pleasant under there. One day she layed down to take a nap,
with her head resting on the dirt, stomach down. Halfway between
sleep and waking she began to notice a tingly feeling coming from
the earth. There was even a feeling of affection. As she put her
attention on it, it grew and grew until Taisha said that she felt
that the earth was the source of the affection.
She realized that the earth itself was alive, and that it was
pouring out it's affection to her. The months of grooming, crawling
and smoothing had established a bond between her and the earth.
I can't remember the words that Taisha used, but they made it very
clear that she had come into contact with a huge being, a being
that takes care of and nurtures us all. And that being had noticed
her and was paying her back for all of the affection she had poured
onto it.
That's the point at which Taisha's voice cracked. She just happened
to have walked near to my seat, and I noticed that her eyes were red
and there were tears running down her cheeks.
In many ways, I prefer Taisha and Florinda over Carlos. They are less
"mental" and their intuition flows much easier as a story than Carlos'
does. To me, anyway.
<In many ways, I prefer Taisha and Florinda over Carlos. They are less
"mental" and their intuition flows much easier as a story than Carlos'
does. To me, anyway.>
Yes, I agree.
Castaneda addresses the same issues though, if more analytically
and philosophically. And they all share an "ultimate pragmatism".
The following quote, from the Details magazine interview called
"You Only Live Twice", is illustrative of Castaneda's approach
to "love":
"FALLING IN LOVE AGAIN
At seventy-five, we're still looking for "love" and "companionship".
My grandfather used to wake up in the middle of the night crying,
"Do you think she loves me?" His last words were, "Here I go baby,
here I go!" He had a big orgasm and died. For years I thought
that was the greatest thing---magnificent. Then don Juan said,
"Your grandfather died like a pig. His life and death had no meaning."
Don Juan said death can't be soothing---only triumph can.
I asked him what he meant by triumph and he said _freedom_:
when you break through the veil and take your life force with you.
"But there's still so much that I want to do!" He said, "You mean
there are still so many women you want to fuck." He was right.
That's how primitive we are.
The ape will consider the unknown, but before he jumps he
demands to know: What's in it for me? We're businessmen,
investors, used to cutting our losses---it's a merchant's world.
If we make an "investment," we want guarantees. We fall
in love but only if we're loved back. When we don't love
anymore, we cut the head off and replace it with another.
Our "love" is merely hysteria. We are _not_ affectionate beings,
we are heartless.
I thought I knew how to love. Don Juan said, "How could you?
They never taught you about love. They taught you how
to seduce, to envy, to hate. You don't even love _yourself_
---otherwise you wouldn't have put your body through such
barbarities. You don't have the guts to love like a sorcerer.
Could you love forever, beyond death? Without the slightest
reinforcement--- nothing in return? Could you love without
investment, for the _piss_ of it? You'll _never_ know what
it's like to love like that, _relentlessly_. Do you really want
to die without knowing?"
No---I didn't. Before I die, I have to know what it's like to love
like that. He hooked me that way. When I opened my eyes,
I was already rolling down the hill. I'm still rolling."
>"Pedro Sena" <a...@accces.com> writes:
><In many ways, I prefer Taisha and Florinda over Carlos. They are less
>"mental" and their intuition flows much easier as a story than Carlos'
>does. To me, anyway.>
>Yes, I agree.
I,ll take Mary Poppins and a spoon full of sugar instead.
>Castaneda addresses the same issues though, if more analytically
He got pretty syrupy and pablumish towards the end of his long
journey into the abyss though.
>and philosophically. And they all share an "ultimate pragmatism".
Thats funny
>The following quote, from the Details magazine interview called
>"You Only Live Twice", is illustrative of Castaneda's approach
>to "love":
>"FALLING IN LOVE AGAIN
>At seventy-five, we're still looking for "love" and "companionship".
>My grandfather used to wake up in the middle of the night crying,
>"Do you think she loves me?"
The gross generalization applied to the whole of humanity after limited
observation of phenomenom always was Carlito,s downfall into reckless
imaginings of the significance of every act of flatulence.
>His last words were, "Here I go baby ,here I go!" He had a big orgasm and
>died. For years I thought that was the greatest thing---magnificent.
Thats one way to burn from the fire within.
>Then don Juan said, "Your grandfather died like a pig. His life and death had
no meaning."
That little voice in Carloses head sure was mean to him.
>Don Juan said death can't be soothing---only triumph can.
Tough to argue against that point.
>I asked him what he meant by triumph and he said _freedom_:
Triumph becomes transcendence and a big soyanara baby to another
world.
>when you break through the veil and take your life force with you.
The horror is if your body stays behind and you have to do
retro-trajectory maintenance runs. Hehehehehehehehe.
>"But there's still so much that I want to do!" He said,
>"You mean there are still so many women you want to fuck."
Nyuck Kn-yuck Nyuck Woo Woo Woooooo-wooo-woo
>He was right.
>That's how primitive we are.
Primitive is cool
>The ape will consider the unknown, but before he jumps
blinding himself to the infinite potentials
>he demands to know: What's in it for me?
"He who seeks justice shall be satisfied.....
He who seeks truth shall find it................ "
One being superior to the Other: It becomes a riddle of intent.
>We're businessmen, investors, used to cutting our losses---it's a merchant's
>world.
The opposite of the attitude of a man of knowledge who can be asked
to pay the ultimate price.
>If we make an "investment," we want guarantees.
>We fall in love but only if we're loved back. When we don't love
>anymore, we cut the head off and replace it with another.
Tis the way of the broken.
>Our "love" is merely hysteria.
Searchin for that which we refuse to accept we are searching for.
>We are _not_ affectionate beings,
>we are heartless.
>I thought I knew how to
>love. Don Juan said, "How could you?
He could have
>They never taught you about love.
Boohooooooooo Bwaaaaaaaa
Mommy and Daddy bad bad
>They taught you how to seduce, to envy, to hate.
The word is cowardice
>You don't even love _yourself_
Somebody dip Don Juans banana in chocolate syrup and ring the little fire
bell in the corner.
>---otherwise you wouldn't have put your body through
>such barbarities.
Really, his girlfriends seem a little bitter too.
>You don't have the guts to love like a
>sorcerer. Could you love forever, beyond death? Without the
>slightest reinforcement--- nothing in return?
Orpheus.....Ulysses.....Aranhas
>Could you love without investment, for the _piss_ of it?
The not doing of love/masterful folly
>You'll _never_ know what it's like to love like that, _relentlessly_.
Don,t forget discreetly and from a distance if the "object" of your
love thinks your a screwball weirdo who just fell out a tree and still has a
monkey tail.
>Do you really want to die without knowing?"
>No---I didn't. Before I die, I have to know what it's like to love
>like that. He hooked me that way. When I opened my eyes,
>I was already rolling down the hill. I'm still rolling."
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water
Jill fell down and broke her crown
Jack came tumblin after.
Capital "L" Capital "O" Capital "V" Capital "E"
Alpha Romeo
Pedro Sena wrote:
<In many ways, I prefer Taisha and Florinda over Carlos. They are less
"mental" and their intuition flows much easier as a story than Carlos'
does. To me, anyway.>>
<Yes, I agree.
Castaneda addresses the same issues though, if more analytically
and philosophically. And they all share an "ultimate pragmatism".>
It should have been explained more clearly what was meant
by "an ultimate pragmatism" in this context, namely:
love that, once granted, is _unconditional_.
It is indeed strange that such love, which seems to be
the most _idealistic_ approach imaginable, is in addition,
when actually lived (not just given lip service), the most
_pragmatic_ approach possible energetically.
N.
I'll love Jennifer and her Goddess of Love thing forever..... what a
lady. My kind of lady.... all love and no non-love.
Peace love and all that good stuff of Jenny's...
(sorry for posting... I was outta here, but Jennifer drew me in..)
N...Peedro
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz................
Jenny.... it's still jenny..... jen, jennifer.... t h e G O D D E S S
of L O V E....... what more can you want?, energetically or otherwise?
>I'll love Jennifer and her Goddess of Love thing forever..... what a
>lady. My kind of lady.... all love and no non-love.
What about anti-Love?
Is that the same thing as hate?
I mean, when you love, don't you also still hate? ;-)
...and when the world appears tangential, it is contiguous...
...and how will Spike like me cascading this thread? :-D
>Peace love and all that good stuff of Jenny's...
NO! That bad! :|
>(sorry for posting... I was outta here, but Jennifer drew me in..)
Well, the draw was, after all, the whole *point* of her post!
...still no pity! :-D
don Pequeño
> Is that the same thing as hate?
> I mean, when you love, don't you also still hate? ;-)
Wait a minute.... anti-love would be "love without attachment".... wow,
what a concept!!!!!!!!! But it sure is hard to let go of the .........
hahahahahahaha
I don't know if I read this right.... I have a lot of "light" and "light
beings" experiences, and was already aware of them before getting into the
Castaneda mold and world. The love and care I have for the light being's
world and state is unconditional .. period.
I think, THINK, that the real reason why these types of words, like
"pragmatic" and "unconditional" scare us so much is because we are dealing
with anotehr world out there, and basically we are all ethnocentric....
it's all we have ever been taught. Maybe, just maybe, perhaps, since I am
multi-cultured, I have gained a slight edge in this area. I am not attached
to either of the three styles at all, in lieu of creating my own, or
blending it to the universe's... The way these many cultures relate, love,
hate, and so on, is enough to make one want to quit the world. I just
wonder if it would help if Castaneda fans would take a little more extended
vacations into other places.... like, go live in Zaire for six months.
Peace
It is inevitable. Anyone who is _really_ progressing on the path will
eventually find out about unconditional love. Fortifying ourselves at
the 'place without pity' can get us stuck for a long time mainly
because we have not really understood donJuan's teachings.
Unconditional love has no resemblance to what we understand as
'ordinary' love, which has its roots in need/dependence. There is
nothing needy about unconditional love, and there is also nothing
syrupy about unconditional love.
Rosemarie
I agree . . .
(Good to see ya 'round, Dude :-)
Randy
Good to see ya 'round, Dude.
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On Sat, 22 Mar 1997 17:14:19 GMT, rcma...@netcom.com wrote:
>In <19970322144...@ladder01.news.aol.com>, burn...@aol.com (Burnweed) writes:
>>I want to thank Nibelunga for posting all of those messages. For me,
>>without that side of the coin, without those particular sentiments,
>>Nagualism and the teachings of Don Juan, castaneda, Abelar and Donner
>>would have no meaning. It would just be survival of the fittest whether
>>it be in this realm or in any other one. The idea of unconditinal love, a
>>warrior's love or affection etc., is the only thing which keeps me even
>>remotely on the path.
>>
>>Peace
>
>It is inevitable. Anyone who is _really_ progressing on the path will
>eventually find out about unconditional love. Fortifying ourselves at
>the 'place without pity' can get us stuck for a long time mainly
>because we have not really understood donJuan's teachings.
>
>Unconditional love has no resemblance to what we understand as
>'ordinary' love, which has its roots in need/dependence. There is
>nothing needy about unconditional love, and there is also nothing
>syrupy about unconditional love.
>Rosemarie
>
It reminds me of something I posted a little while back, which I take
the liberty of reposting here, as I believe it to be in context.
On Sat, 12 Oct 1996 19:38:45 GMT, Mat...@concentric.net (Carlos Grau)
wrote:
>Normally I am very cautious by nature, except when it comes to things
>having to do with bullshit, hypocrisy and phonyism. I can't claim I
>have much sense here. This is an assessment based on past
>experiences. I don't know that sense is necessary, but you do have to
>wear hip boots if you want to wade through all the bullshit being
>flung around this newsgroup by the pseudo sorcerers, ersatz naguals,
>and the failed warriors.
>
>The failed warrior scorns all paths except for *his* interpretation of
>the CC teachings. The greatest truth is that truth is universal, but
>the FW is ignorant of this, and when you point out similarities to
>other equally valid paths, the FW makes smug references to "Pine
>Boxes" and other stupid comments in the same light.
>
>The FW lives in the delusion that he will cheat death.
>
>The FW has no sense of humor. Occasionally he states that a post was
>a "joke" but it wasn't, not just because it wasn't funny, but because
>the FW has no sense of humor and *despises* humor just as he despises
>life and truth.
>
>The FW is a miserable creature and like other miserable creatures
>seeks company. The FW needs others to be miserable, and wrongly
>assumes that the majority of humans are leading stupid miserable and
>meaningless lives. That is not true. Every human life has meaning.
>
>The FW is judgmental and speaks as if he were far advanced along some
>*path with heart* but he is on no path, because every valid path is
>the path of love. The FW thinks otherwise and scorns such ideas, but
>this is only an indictment of the FW.
>
>The FW is unhappy. He thinks this is the burden of a warrior, and he
>mistakes his unhappiness for proof of an advanced spiritual outlook.
>He scorns those who have found happiness, and in this he is a fool.
>
>The FW is dogmatic. He cannot handle ambiguity or subtlety. He is
>susceptible to cultist leanings. He cannot sing or dance or be silly.
>If he were born in a different time or place, he would be a calvinist.
>
>The FW is intolerant. He cannot cope with disagreement. When he is
>lost, he accuses all others of being self important.
>
>The FW spends an inordinate amount of time speaking of the *nagual*
>even though he has never been there and knows nothing of it. The FW
>scorns the tonal because he doesn't understand it. Everything the FW
>thinks is nagual is really just indulging in the tonal, but the FW
>deludes himself into thinking that everything that he can't understand
>of the tonal must be the nagual.
>
>To advance on a path with heart is to increase one's capacity to love
>others, to love life, to love the tonal. When dj says that the world
>is a place of endless mystery and beauty, he is talking about the
>tonal. We have all we need in the tonal, but the FW can see none of
>this, and thinks only experiences in the nagual are significant. This
>is a gross error but it is the guiding principle of the FW.
>
>The FW pretends to be interested in ideas but is afraid of them.
>
>The FW has memorized all the CC texts and understands nothing about
>them. The FW has no nagual. The FW needs a group, but accepts no
>teacher. The FW is thick. The FW is a bore. The FW is a chicken
>with his head cut off.
The above is of course a reference to unconditional love, which as rc
points out, has nothing to do with movies, valentines day, saying it
with roses or shouting it with diamonds. In fact, you don't have to
buy anything to practice the art of unconditional love, not even
Tensegrity Tapes (sorry, I couldn't resist that one!)
What don juan refers to as impeccability is in fact unconditional
love.
Peace and love to all...
Swami Grau-ananda
Thirteenth reincarnation of the wandering anticleric.
> My sincere thanks to rcmartin for once again zeroing in
> on a key point.
Check it out, Ladies and Gentlemen:
This is the patented Carlos Grau opening and closing.
( Actually, it is a old preacher's ploy... just call him Marjoe ;-)
This establishes his purported sincerity and humility! ;-)
> Strange how this just gets ignored by the self styled
>"official" ADC gang who pretend to be interested in serious
>discussion, but waste thousands of words on silly trolls, inane
>doggerel and grandiose discussions of their own real or imagined
>personal histories, right down to a tedious inventory of the food they
>eat, the weights they have lifted, and the times and dates of their
>last sexual activities.
You mean like BurnWeed telling us how long ago he quit eating
the FOOD sugar, and how he *feels* about it?! :-D
Did you just step on your *own* toes, or your companion's? :-D
I am sure there are those here who believe your line,
because they fabricate their own stories just like you do...
to impress people. You told us you would give us a lesson
in stalking, and that you were *just about* to lose your
self-importance. I thought it was funny then how much you
sounded like BurnWeed.
Belief is free, not Freedom.
Pick 'em.
>>>Peace
Ah, there it is... I always feel so holy when I read that!
Just like John the Reinventor. :-D
Then, CG will poke at you, or perhaps another,
always in a "just noticing" stuff kinda way.
He is "helping" you out with his keen insights about others! ;-)
Having established that others are silly, he will tell you
about what HE said, that was not given the respect it deserved,
because, well, we are all such idiots compared to him:
>It reminds me of something I posted a little while back, which I take
>the liberty of reposting here, as I believe it to be in context.
>>The FW has memorized all the CC texts and understands nothing about
>>them. The FW has no nagual. The FW needs a group, but accepts no
>>teacher. The FW is thick. The FW is a bore. The FW is a chicken
>>with his head cut off.
Note that you NEED A GROUP, a LEADER according to Carlos Grau,
the one who is actually the cultist here, well, A cultist...
...there are others here.
To distract you from this, again he closes with a distracting
element... "The FW is a chicken with his head cut off."
Having shifted your attention with a crude remark, he hopes
you will accept the prior statement, without much consideration.
( that you NEED a leader and a group )
...and so, you must NOT listen to the true independants, like me,
and that must be pointed out, by ______ , so that the "false one"
can be taken down, prior to the emergence of the "rightful one"
who will lead, and take HIS righteousful place of power.
We covered all of this in "2T2 Cologne one dashes for"
2 T 2:1-4
Even Grumpy acknowledged the level of my puns showed I understood.
I do. I am not impressed, that's all.
I already got your vapid "point" Blah Blah BlahFish.
These apocalyptic types are SO boring and repitive.
>The above is of course a reference to unconditional love, which as rc
>points out, has nothing to do with movies, valentines day, saying it
>with roses or shouting it with diamonds. In fact, you don't have to
>buy anything to practice the art of unconditional love, not even
>Tensegrity Tapes (sorry, I couldn't resist that one!)
Yes, we all see how chickens with heads cut off has to do
with unconditional love. Thanks, your heavy work is done. ;-)
You may rejoin your party now, brother.
>What don juan refers to as impeccability is in fact unconditional
>love.
HA HA HA HA :-D
Wookin' po' nub in aw de wong pwaces!
Subject: Professional and respectful
From: mat...@concentric.net (Carlos Grau)
I'm a .....
No lightweights please.
Yee Hah!
Did ya' getcha one of them "unconditional love" cowgirls
we got so dang many of ridin' 'round down here? :-D
>Peace and love to all...
then says... Peace.
You see? If you attack him, it is your own anger.
Remember, he sugar coated all his bible, oops I mean bile with:
"Sincere" and "Peace"
Anyone who uses those words is clearly just trying to help you,
because he cares about you.... and that is the problem.
In fact, he feels compelled to help!
Why do you suppose that is?
Steeds of importance, must be herd.
>Swami Grau-ananda
>Thirteenth reincarnation of the wandering anticleric.
Whatever, Mr. Needypants!!! :-D
You still got those Hammer pants on?
don Pequeno
You mean that to notice *when* certain people post
is "judgmental"?
I thought a good hunter noticed EVERYTHING.
Did that change, and they didn't tell me? Damn!
A new non-noticing paradigm took affect, and now
I am marching off-step! Oh, well. So be it. ;-)
I should, what, notice only seperate events,
never patterns, or several events together! :-D
Why do you discount the notion that those who
SCREAMED conspiracy are, in fact the conspirators.
This is an old ploy.
Perhaps you are unaware that a very large group,
with world-wide goals, recently bought a cult awareness
network, after suing them to pieces, and now uses this
large organization to further their own ambitioins.
Email me if you think I am making this crap up,
and I'll give you a whole bunch of URL's to follow.
See for yourself.
Why take CG's word for it?
>What happened to 'jumping the tracks'?
>Rosemarie
I grow sronger every day.
My patience always lags! :-D
I have an alternative in the works, anyway...
I have been much busier than you know. :-D
BTW the scattershot posting was *their* technique.
I wanted to see how they would react. :-D
Now I know.
>ps: Magicman still reading adc?
I have no idea, but assume so.
No, Rosemarie, it's just that I have looked over
ADC, and found that, despite CG's delusions
and assertions, he has NEVER offered anything
but this same crap. Would you like to see more?
How about this:
Path: psinntp!psinntp!psinntp!howland.erols.net!newsfeed.
internetmci.com!in3.uu.net!news.sojourn.com!condor.ic.
net!news2.acs.oakland.edu!newsfeed.concentric.net!news-master!news
From: mat...@concentric.net (Juan Matus)
Newsgroups: alt.dreams.castaneda
Subject: I love the Nagual
Date: Thu, 05 Sep 1996 12:31:19 GMT
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It would be so cool to be like don Juan. He's like the coolest dude
in the world. He can travel great distances in just the blink of an
eye. He's got x-ray vision, just like superman, except that he even
knows everything. He's knows if you're lying, if you've been naughty
or if you've been nice.
This is by far the greatest religion in the world. No church, no
teachers, nobody can tell me anything, because my own link to the
spirit is infallible. Belief and opinions are just crutches for the
weak. You don't like what I know, tough shit, that's just *your*
opinion. I am guided by the spirit, and the spirit communicates
directly, bodily to me. Fuck you.
I don't even need to like or be nice to other people. They just get
in the way. And who needs them anyway. I didn't like them before,
and now I know that I was right all along. I'm not supposed to like
them, because they're just self important jerks and I'm a warrior,
aloof, strong, silent, swift, cunning, ruthless, no pity, cool.
What a great thing this is. The hardest work can be done while I
sleep. And if I ever get bored all I have to do is move my assemblage
point and assemble a new world that's even more bizarre than Star
Wars. And drugs are ok too. And the best part of all is that you
don't even have to die if you don't want to. And who would want to if
they could do all these cool things like travel, turn into animals,
and know everything in the world even before it all happens. Once I
can do all this there's a couple of people I'm going to fuck over real
good.
And I'm doing it. Last night I was making love to this chick, and it
was awesome. I know it moved my AP. And a couple of days ago I got
really pissed off at work and so I cursed the shit out of my boss. I
know my AP moved then, too. So I got fired. Who gives a shit. I
don't need a job. My AP is starting to move, and so I'm heading in
the right direction, I'm impeccably there.
Pretty soon I'm going to be just like Don Juan.
Now ONE post like this *might* be funny, if I were 14.
Several hundred is simply obsessive.
I do know that CG shows only a *passing* knowledge of nagualism,
he knows enough terms only to USE them, and he has made
many obvious errors. This is typical of a number of proselytizing
groups, one in particular.
Whether he is part of the several resident agendas I know of,
or merely a nut who has latched on, I dunno.
A third possibility is that he is Nagual wannabe #342.
This is a long list of cracked gourds.
...but if we can't get on topic here....
Everything changes.
don Pequeno
Hmmm, dP ! - calling dP ! What's with all the judgement?
What happened to 'jumping the tracks'?
Rosemarie
What's really strange is what a wonderful self description this is!
Wow!!!
Stand in front of that mirror and poke that image!
Yes!!!
More, more, more, come on, you can do it!
Puke yourself up!!!
Noticing vs acting; 'never do everything always'. <g>
> Did that change, and they didn't tell me? Damn!
> A new non-noticing paradigm took affect, and now
> I am marching off-step! Oh, well. So be it. ;-)
>
> I should, what, notice only seperate events,
> never patterns, or several events together! :-D
>
> Why do you discount the notion that those who
> SCREAMED conspiracy are, in fact the conspirators.
> This is an old ploy.
>
> Perhaps you are unaware that a very large group,
> with world-wide goals, recently bought a cult awareness
> network, after suing them to pieces, and now uses this
> large organization to further their own ambitioins.
>
> Email me if you think I am making this crap up,
> and I'll give you a whole bunch of URL's to follow.
> See for yourself.
>
> Why take CG's word for it?
>
>>What happened to 'jumping the tracks'?
>>Rosemarie
>
> I grow sronger every day.
> My patience always lags! :-D
>
> I have an alternative in the works, anyway...
> I have been much busier than you know. :-D
>
> BTW the scattershot posting was *their* technique.
> I wanted to see how they would react. :-D
>
> Now I know.
>
>>ps: Magicman still reading adc?
>
> I have no idea, but assume so.
>
> No, Rosemarie, it's just that I have looked over
> ADC, and found that, despite CG's delusions
> and assertions, he has NEVER
CG's sense of humor is uniquely his, and yours is uniquely
yours. :-)
> offered anything
> but this same crap. Would you like to see more?
>
> How about this:
>
<snip past history>
Overtime recap to balance out the past history thingy is indicated. ;-)
Dr Rosemarie
[major snip]
you made me laugh out loud, alot.
you are truly unhinged.
I know that life behind bars is not easy.
<My sincere thanks to rcmartin for once again zeroing in on a key
point. Strange how this just gets ignored by the self styled
"official" ADC gang who pretend to be interested in serious
discussion, but waste thousands of words on silly trolls, inane
doggerel and grandiose discussions of their own real or imagined
personal histories, right down to a tedious inventory of the food they
eat, the weights they have lifted, and the times and dates of their
last sexual activities.
. . .
Anyone can use the words "impeccability", "unconditional love",
and "peace". But only one who is whole and has command
of their own totality has the energy and the awareness to
actually practice and fully experience these things. To others,
they are merely idealities, often terribly empty ones.
That anyone would speak of "impeccability", "unconditional love"
and "peace", in the same post with the above outpouring of
hateful putdown and one-upmanship is an excellent example
of what human beings have _really_ become, behind all the talk.
Such talk is common in our society which don Juan described
as being: a world of sham compassion but very real cruelty.
That is why it was best to illustrate the deep affection of sorcerers
using stories told by the sorcerers themselves. A sorcerer's ability
to write and then live by "a blank check of affection" is _one form_
of impeccability.
N.
>Noticing vs acting; 'never do everything always'. <g>
Indeed. That is part of my strategy.
Just when they think I will stay on their butts, I don't!
I pursue something else entirely, like go to the New
York Fed to see the data they will base the potential
rate hikes on in the next few months! :-D
>CG's sense of humor is uniquely his, and yours is uniquely
>yours. :-)
Not so. Mine was acquired in a friendly takeover by the IBs
in the merger-mad 80's. I thought you knew that. ;-)
>Overtime recap to balance out the past history thingy is indicated. ;-)
>Dr Rosemarie
It's a funny thing. Very few chartists ignore Dow Theory, yet we
hardly ever know quite what to DO with it! The Big Picture is not
to be ignored altogether, especially when some point to individual
trees so vehemently. ;-)
Macbethishly,
dP
><snip past history>
>Overtime recap to balance out the past history thingy is indicated. ;-)
>Dr Rosemarie
Isn't Personal History a terrible burden?
You know, I thought these guys were just ascii personas.
They said they were, and dammit, I believed them. ;-)
So now their assertions of such have BECOME their
personal histories, because I have documented it! :-D
Isn't that deliciously ironic??? :-D
And worse yet... it will HELP them to recapitulate it,
by having an accurate record for recollection,
to move to the exact spot.
Once done, I can at least remove *my* references.
You can thank me later!
HA HA HA HA HA :-D
I am don Pequeno,
at your service
Personal experience speaking?
when do you come up for parole?
This is cute and actually funny, but you're still annoying . . .
<grin>
Randy
(just kidding . . . sort of ;-)
>>What don juan refers to as impeccability is in fact unconditional
>>love.
>
> "Impeccability is nothing else but the proper use of energy,"
> he said. [ The Fire From Within, p29 hardback ]
>
>
give up, you don't get it
>Carlos Nagual Grau wrote:
>>
>>
>> I know that life behind bars is not easy.
>
>Personal experience speaking?
Personal experience for each and every one of us. Of course...
that isn't what dipstick meant...
Dipstick (DS) also wrote (while one quart low):
>> I am don Pequeno,
>> at your service
>>
>>
>when do you come up for parole?
There IS no parole. Ya' gotta' break out! Or break in...
however you want to look at it. DP already knows that.
But DS doesn't.
Randy, please quit calling DS an "idiot".
There is a clear breakdown of basic categories:
Klaus (Todd, Katherine, etc.) - idiot
matus1 (Jeff, CG, DS, etc.) - asshole
(remaining categories omitted as not strictly relevant to this post)
Please observe proper classification. We take our classification
schemes very seriously. :-) Of course, there could be combinations.
Hmmm...was that the fine point you were working here, Randy?
Boy, perfect thread title for this discussion, what? Stay tuned
to this thread for more important info on unconditional love! ;)
-Tuli
***************************************************
"To dream our dream, you have to be dead."
(Being-In-Dreaming, by Florinda Donner)
"Impeccability is nothing else but the proper use of energy,"
>>>What don juan refers to as impeccability is in fact unconditional
>>>love.
>> "Impeccability is nothing else but the proper use of energy,"
>> he said. [ The Fire From Within, p29 hardback ]
> Mat...@concentric.net (Adolf Grautler) wrote:
>give up, you don't get it
You mean I'm not invited to the Lovolution, brother? ;-)
I already declined *all* your invitations, baby.
I thought this was alt.dreams.castaneda
But you do not want to discuss Carlos work, do you,
Nagual wannabe #342 ?
Preach on, brother Jeff.
Hey, I wonder if Jeff had relations with the good Doctress.
That would surely explain his bitterness. :-D
Rock of Ages,
Sink me NOW! :-D
dP
>>donpe...@aol.com (don Pequeno) wrote:
>
>>>>What don juan refers to as impeccability is in fact unconditional
>>>>love.
>
>>> "Impeccability is nothing else but the proper use of energy,"
>>> he said. [ The Fire From Within, p29 hardback ]
>
>
>> Mat...@concentric.net (Adolf Grautler) wrote:
>>give up, you don't get it
>
> You mean I'm not invited to the Lovolution, brother? ;-)
>
> But you do not want to discuss Carlos work, do you,
>
> I already declined *all* your invitations, baby.
Such as my invitations to discuss Carlos' work. Remember this one?
On Fri, 21 Mar 1997 01:13:09 GMT, mat...@concentric.net (Dr. Faustus)
wrote:
>
>funny you mention JTI. I pulled that book out just today, because I
>wanted to refresh myself on the subject of not doing. This was
>prompted by the not doing of driving post, which seems to me to be a
>catalogue of pranks to pull while driving, some of which I've done,
>some of which are funny and I wish I had done, and some of which are
>the same themes as some of the others.
>
>But I wanted to reread the not doing chapter before shooting my mouth
>off...
>
>Anyway, as cute as some of the NDO driving are, I don't see them as
>real not doings. I read Not Doings as perceiving things in this world
>not as we are programmed to see them. If *seeing* is the direct
>perception of energy, then not doing would be normal seeing but with a
>minimum of mental processing. Maybe you could say seeing but without
>any internal dialogue about what we are supposed to be seeing, or what
>we call *it* that is, what we are seeing.
>
>I wouldn't confuse not doing with silly or cooky behavior. To me,
>silly or cooky behavior is stalking, if it has a purpose.
>
>I'm interested in knowing what y'all make of the not doing chapter of
>JTI.
>
>
This was posted partly with you in mind, since you so often pretend
you are interested in Carlos' work, and you've posted so many of your
own "not doings," so I figured you might actually want to comment, to
share your insights, to tell the group what this not doing means to
you. Somehow, I wasn't that surprised that you didn't resond.
Like most of teamX, you're always at the ready to quote, but god
forbid you should have to demonstrate you've actually read and thought
about the books. Little wonder you guys are so addicted to the
seminar doings -- "just do what you're told, leave the thinking to
us." Little wonder that all your "not doings" are just kooky things.
Who wrote the not doings of driving anyway? What player x drone
bestowed that wonderful gift upon us?
Face it dp, except for your little peanut gallery in aol, who for all
I know are just other names on your account, everyone else here is on
to you. You're a troll and a flamer, and not a very good one at that.
You're my little pet lizard in a glass tank. Every now and then it's
amusing to see you swallow a mouse, but you don't hold my interest for
more than a few minutes, and when I leave the room you're out of my
mind.
>> You mean I'm not invited to the Lovolution, brother? ;-)
>> But you do not want to discuss Carlos work, do you,
>> I already declined *all* your invitations, baby.
> mat...@concentric.net (Dr. Jeffrey Grau, PhD.) wrote:
> Such as my invitations to discuss Carlos' work. Remember this one?
What I refer to is broader than that. You have repeatedly tried to
engage me. You have posted who-knows-how-many remarks and
whole posts directed specifically to attract my attention.
Now, in response to my accusation that you are not here to discuss
Carlos' work, meaning you simply want to grab attention, you foist
yet *another* invitation that I already declined.
I can't take the time to count the number of your posts that had
nothing whatsoever to do with Carlos, but did have to do with me.
What's up with that?
Why are you trying so hard to engage me,
to attract my attention?
I do not want to attract you.
Why is this such a one-way dynamic?
>>I wouldn't confuse not doing with silly or cooky behavior. To me,
>>silly or cooky behavior is stalking, if it has a purpose.
Silly or kooky behavior is often *part* of stalking.
>>I'm interested in knowing what y'all make of the not doing chapter of
>>JTI.
>This was posted partly with you in mind, since you so often pretend
>you are interested in Carlos' work, and you've posted so many of your
>own "not doings," so I figured you might actually want to comment, to
>share your insights, to tell the group what this not doing means to
>you. Somehow, I wasn't that surprised that you didn't resond.
You wanted me to play school marm again?
I am really getting tired of that role, Jeff.
I am growing too fast to have such patience.
I'll repost a piece on Stalking. Please read it.
Your definition of Stalking is simply too limited.
>Like most of teamX, you're always at the ready to quote, but god
>forbid you should have to demonstrate you've actually read and thought
>about the books. Little wonder you guys are so addicted to the
>seminar doings -- "just do what you're told, leave the thinking to
>us." Little wonder that all your "not doings" are just kooky things.
...and I will repost my not-Doing of the focus of the eyes.
There was nothing kooky about it whatsoever.
...but belief is free.
>Who wrote the not doings of driving anyway? What player x drone
>bestowed that wonderful gift upon us?
It was not me, Little Fish.
I have posted about 6 notDoings, a couple are kooky...
one is quite potent, as some here will tell you:
Hooking the Silence of the Earth,
which is the full use of the not-Doing of focus
>Face it dp, except for your little peanut gallery in aol, who for all
>I know are just other names on your account, everyone else here is on
>to you. You're a troll and a flamer, and not a very good one at that.
OK CG, just for you, the last name is Bandado.
My mom's pages are not ready yet, and when they are,
I will change that name, and there will be no trail.
But for a limited time, to assuage your fears,
send me coded messages, or shut up.
>You're my little pet lizard in a glass tank. Every now and then it's
>amusing to see you swallow a mouse, but you don't hold my interest for
>more than a few minutes, and when I leave the room you're out of my
>mind.
If you were not so useful to me, I would ignore you,
lock, stock, and frock. :-D
dP
So sorcerers teach the opposite. That's why we call sorcery training
not-doing, because they don't really do anything in particular. They just
not-do the things that we were trained to do. So it's very simple, but in
its simplicity it becomes almost impossible and there's very few takers,
of course.
People think that everyone wants to join Carlos Castaneda and his, quote,
group. And the few people whose -- let's say their paths cross and somehow
-- not that they're invited to be a member of any group but some of this
-- maybe they're told to recapitulate or something.
Do they do it? No, because to recapitulate you have to take energy away
from your daily life. And what, you have to take it away from the nights
our on dates or whatever, going to the disco or watching TV or worrying
about work or someplace or worrying about yourself. The energy to
recapitulate has to come from somewhere because you have to first of all
just make time. Physically you have to have time to do it.
So the opportunity is there really for anyone but the willingness has to
be also balanced, has to come with the opportunity to actually do it. So
otherwise it becomes only a tale of energy that you think about.
And we all have this idea that oh, I wish I would be different; I wish I
could do this, but you don't have the energy. With the recapitulation as a
method of training you get the energy; you make the energy; you no longer
are wishing, you're intending. But intent is very different from wishing.
Intent is hooking up your energy, your purpose, to something that's
already set up by the sorcerers. And if you hook to that, via, let's say
the recapitulation, it pulls you. But you do have to do it.
This thing about another technique is gazing. I used to watch television a
great deal when I first entered Don Juan's realm. And they told me well,
okay, you spend what -- and this is true for anyone. We spend maybe what,
two hours. They have done studies -- maybe two hours a day watching
television. He said okay, watch television, but don't turn it on.
So there I was sitting in front of the television set gazing at the
television. So that's an act of not-doing. That's an example of not-doing.
And you do your own not-doings, make up your not-doings, whether it's
looking at a little match and inhaling the light -- that's a not-doing --
or gazing at something.
So I found that when I was gazing at the television set -- of course, in
private, you don't right there. If you start doing this in public and with
someone around, they will start wondering what is the matter with you. So
you do these things but you don't spread them around because everyone is
going to judge you from the point of view of their perspective.
And the reality of everyday life is like Alcatraz. I mean there is no
escaping. There is wardens and guards making sure that you don't get off
that rock. So anybody who wants to venture into that shark-infested-waters
-- and there is no guarantees that you will ever make it anywhere.
~~~~~~~~~~~
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You do have to practice stalking and be very unobtrusive. A stalker, to
give a definition of a stalker, is someone -- well, one of the definitions
is someone who really makes it an art of being invisible. So you can get
off the rock as long as nobody sees you. It's as simple as that. Nothing's
holding you there really. You just let go of that handful of nuts. But
make sure nobody sees you. You do it gradually. Otherwise they're going to
make sure -- they're going to put impediments in your path, guaranteed.
So as I was gazing at the television and there right there you see that
the facticity of what a TV set is is taken for granted because the thing
starts dissolving, starts becoming two dimensional. The idea of three
dimensional space is an assumption, is something that we learn as
children, as infants, really to see three dimensionality. So that children
when they cross the street or speak is something that children learn. They
know that those cars are moving fast.
For a little infants or toddlers they don't know that. That's why the
mother always has to say don't cross the street, cars are coming. They
don't know what a car is capable of doing because they don't have the
gloss, car, yet. They'll get it soon, hopefully not the hard way. But if
they burn their finger on a flame, they'll realize what is heat and what
the properties of fire is.
Even that is not a given fact because there's people that can walk on
coals and not get burned. We learn the parameters of our reality. So
gazing disrupts the facticity of our reality of everyday life.
----Taisha Abelar Radio Interview
The following is Part 1 of an interview with Taisha Abelar which appeared
in the Canadian magazine "Dimensions".
annie
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THE ART OF STALKING TRUE FREEDOM
Taisha Abelar In Conversation with Alexander Blair-Ewart
In the long years when Carlos Castaneda first informed the world of the
wonders of American aboriginal spirit knowledge, many recognized that a
tradition of great significance had begun to reveal itself to the world.
Over the years Castaneda has progressively shown the all-engulfing world
view of the Toltecs in its reformed state as a work of spiritual art, shaped
by the new seers, who have survived the devastating encounter with European
colonial civilization.
Taisha Abelar, author of the new book THE SORCERER'S CROSSING (Viking Arkana)
is one of the new seers whose designation "stalker" balances the world of the
"dreamer" [see Dimensions Feb '92 interview with the "dreamer" Florinda Donner].
It is with true delight that we witness the emergence into the world of a new
and genuine way of the spirit.
ALEXANDER BLAIR-EWART: One meets people who have abandoned reason and logic,
and the natural functions of the mind, and who end up in a kind of twilight
zone of not really being able to derive any clarity about anything.
TAISHA ABELAR: Yes, and that was one of the major pitfalls of the old
sorcerers, who emphasized dreaming techniques to shift the assemblage point,
but they did not have the stalker's technique to balance that out. It's a
question of balance, because unless you have the sobriety and the control,
what's the point of moving the assemblage point? You move it and you get lost
in those realms and you're never able to return to this level, which is what
we're doing at this point. We're moving into other realms, but we're also
returning to this reality, shifting back and forth. And we have that control.
ABE: So you also call that the 'day' and 'night' sides of consciousness.
Is that correct?
TAISHA: Yes, you can think of it like that. although, when you are in the
night side, you are absolutely in the night side, and that becomes your day.
But it's true. You want to be able to maintain an order, because what
stalking does is that it has to fixate the assemblage point to a new
position, wherever that is. It could be out in a totally different reality.
but you still want, within that, to maintain the sobriety and your
consciousness, your awareness, that has to remain intact. And that's where
your stalker's techniques come in, because if you lose that, either through
fright or indulgence or just sheer ignorance, then you lose everything. It's
like you say, you end up in this twilight zone, and you've lost the game, in
other words. You want to be able to maintain the order, and in stalking you
create the reality wherever you are by creating structure, by imputing order,
be reasoning. You can reason even if you're in a totally different realm.
You still maintain your awareness. You try to bring order to the
inconceivable perceptions, the chaos that is the universe. And so wherever
you move the assemblage point, the energy for maintaining your awareness
intact has to also be there. So that's the prerequisite for shifting into
different realities.
ABE: So your essential beinghood, your essential humanity survives this
transition into worlds of alternative reality?
TAISHA: I wouldn't say your humanity, but...
ABE: ...I said your "essential" humanity...
TAISHA: ...your luminous "double".
ABE: Yes.
TAISHA: Your luminosity and your awareness, which is the assemblage point,
stays intact elsewhere. But it's not human. It doesn't have to be human,
and there's the error that we don't want to make. No, you leave everything
that's human behind.
ABE: Now, most people would not really want to do that.
TAISHA: Exactly, no, they don't. And there's a lot of interest in our work,
and in Carlos Castaneda, and in don Juan. But they don't really want it.
What they like is an intellectual curiosity, the possibility that there's
something else out there, because we all have that as human beings.
ABE: So, in that sense, there's all of the work that Castaneda has published,
and Florinda Donner. And now there's this book from you. And I have a hunch
that there are going to be other books from other previously unheard of members
of that spiritual school or tradition. And yet the books are going out there;
literally millions of people, as you know, have read the books; hundreds of
thousands of people have tried to do what is in them. And yet we're
acknowledging here that this work, this sorcerer's path is really only for the
few. Very very few people will actually walk this path. Why did you publish
the book?
TAISHA: Good question. There's a double answer here. First of all, one
reason is that Carlos Castaneda and Florinda Donner, myself and Carol Tiggs,
we're the last of don Juan's line; he's the last of that lineage, the end of
the line. They didn't know at the time that they were training us--and I
came into don Juan's world very young, when I first became an adult. I'd been
with don Juan and then with Carlos Castaneda all my adult life--and they
didn't know that Carlos Castaneda was going to be the next Nagual, and that he
would have his structure of people according to the rule, which is very
specific, and sets up the dreamers and stalkers, and it has a certain
numerical configuration. But they trained us in dreaming and stalking and
many of the techniques that they use, they handed down to us. but then it
turned out Carlos Castaneda is not at all a four-sided Nagual. A Nagual is
one that has four energetic compartments, and this is really a question of
the energetic makeup of luminous beings. He's a three-sided Nagual, meaning
his mission is different, and one of the major differences is that the Nagual
woman who usually goes with the previous Nagual's group, in this case Carol
Tiggs, she went with don Juan, but one day she came back. The Nagual Carlos'
intent, or Florinda Donner's and mine, we literally hold her back into this
reality. In other words, her assemblage point shifted back, so that she is
now with us. Now that's absolutely unheard of in all the generations of
Naguals and seers in don Juan's lineage. So, because she came back, she gave
us that energy of actually writing about our experiences.
ABE: Carol Tiggs came back, and the idea was that she was going to go with
don Juan Matus.
TAISHA: And she did. When they left they took her.
ABE: And Carlos was supposed to find the next Nagual and the next Nagual
woman. Then, when he would have taken her and the cycle would have
continued. But now this unprecedented thing has occurred. What does it mean?
TAISHA: The designs of the Spirit are absolutely different from what they
were for don Juan. His group followed the rules, they had a certain training
procedure. Although they were abstract, they were in a sense very concrete.
They were practitioners of the things that were handed down to them by the
previous group. And they handed these things down to us. But the things that
we actually only really keep are the most abstract things, like the
recapitulation, the idea of impeccability, the things that we do or are not
doing, which is the total negation of practices or procedures, and I am going
to talk about those. but your question is why is it coming out now, and why
are we writing. The Nagual woman gave us this extra energy to bring these
things out into the ordinary reality. Otherwise, unless there's the energy,
they would forever remain ideas. Although, we practice them; we are the ideas.
There's no difference between what we say and what we do, and that's why we
are able to move our assemblage points, because they're not only abstractions,
but our bodies actually embody these things. So therefore our assemblage
point moves. But unless the energy is there, one is not able to bring it out
into this reality for other people to see. So a lot of these things, we've
had, we've written down, we've had these things, we were taught them many many
years ago. The things that I write about happened many years ago. But there
wasn't that energy to put it out, to give it a concrete form, in other words.
The second reason is that, since there are no apprentices, so to speak, the
design of the Spirit, and I repeat that, I keep saying that, because it's
nothing that we decide...There's no way I can say, oh, I'm going to write this
and do this, because I have no volition in that sense. The design of the
Spirit decides that this should be coming out now, and so it is, and because,
I would say, there is no next generation, in the traditional sense. So it has
to be put out to whoever is out there. And like you say, yes, there are
thousands, maybe millions of people that are reading these things. And one of
them could practice them and succeed in finding the way. And the reason I say
that is because you don't need a teacher. Being abstract, the way all of us
are in this last generation, we can see that all you need is like a minimal
chance, and idea. Given the word, the possibility that this is what you can
do, the recapitulation is like this, and then if somebody does it, they can
move their assemblage point, and something will happen and the Spirit or the
Intent itself will guide them and teach them. And that's already built into
the recapitulation, into the not-doing exercises, into the books themselves.
The intent is already there. Okay, so we said that most people won't want to
leave the pack. They'll feel that this is not for them. That's the way it is,
yes. But, there's some people out there that this will affect, and those are
the people for whom the books are written, and who knows what will happen?
ABE: Can you talk in a more specific way about the 'recapitulation'?
TAISHA: Okay. What it is is really a very very ancient technique handed
down by the old sorcerer's in don Juan's lineage. But it was sort of
forgotten by them, because they were more interested in power and having
power over others, dominating people, that kind of thing. The furthest thing
form their mind was the idea of losing self importance. But the technique
was there, and the new sorcerers revived it, so to speak, and it was handed
down, and it came to the Nagual Carlos and us. And we now consider it really
the fundamental technique in sorcery of all the techniques we learned for
moving the assemblage point. The recapitulation is really the best one for
modern man, and the reason we put so much emphasis on it--don Juan put the
emphasis on it, too--is because anyone can do it. You don't have to be a
"sorcerer's apprentice" or anything like that. Just any individual with minimal
interest--they don't even have to be absolutely devoted or anything, but have
some curiosity--can start this. It is a technique for erasing the idea of
the self, or what the self is, in terms of all the memories and associations
with people that one had during one's lifetime. And it's not just an idea.
I mean, I say idea, but it's an energetic idea, because when one interacts
with persons, energy is exchanged, of course. Al lot of it is lost or left
in things. Through concerns or deep emotions, it's left in the world and in
people. And the strategy--because it is a sorcerer's strategy--is to regain
that, to bring it back, so you can have it all with you now, in the present.
Why leave it floating around in some mysterious past that kind of holds you
fixed in the place where you are? So what you do is you sit, you find a place
where you have some quiet and solitude, preferably a closet or big box or even
a shower, because you want an enclosed space--the sorcerers used to have their
recapitulation boxes, where they would bury themselves, or be in a cave. I
started mine in a small cave. Something that encloses the energetic body, so
that there's some pressure put on the luminous self. Before you sit, you make
out your list. You have a list of everyone that you've every met, encountered,
had anything to do with throughout your life. So this takes some doing, and
some remembering. This remembering, in itself, sort of loosens the assemblage
point. So it's kind of like a preliminary exercise. By going back in your
mind and remembering everybody that you've every known, you work from the
present backwards, and you write down all the people that you've worked with,
your family, your associates, everybody that you've had anything to do with.
Actually you make two lists. First of all your sexual experiences. Anyone
that you've had any sexual dealings with. And sorcerers always say you start
there, because that's the fundamental energy that's lost out there, and if you
retrieve that, then that will give you the boost to do your other people.
So you have your two lists, and then you sit in your recapitulation box,
cave or closet, and you start the breathing. The third element besides the
lists and the box or the place is the breath. And the breath is very
important, because the breathing is what disentangles the energy. And this
is already set up by Intent. Our interaction with others is done with our
energetic body, and the breath moves the luminous fibres. You start on your
right shoulder, where you put your hand--actually I describe this in my book
pretty well--but you start on your right shoulder, and when you have set up
the scene of people and places in your mind, you've situated everything and
you've visualized it to perfection in all its detail, then you have your chin
on your right shoulder and you breath in, turning your head to your left
shoulder, and then you exhale moving your head back to your right shoulder,
and then bring you head to the centre. You sweep it; it's like a sweeping of
the scene. You just sweep the whole room or person or place, whatever. And
you pull back whatever of that other person's energy was left in you. You
exhale it and give it back. In a sense you detach yourself from that
particular encounter. And you do this with everything.
FORMLESS AND PATTERNLESS
After you've done it with your whole life, you detach pretty much from your
remembered past. This is not an analysis, by the way. It's not meant to be
like a real self analysis, but you can't help seeing in the way you act and
behave and what is expected of you, a pattern forming, and absolute pattern
emerging. And with the breath, you break that pattern. So what you
essentially want to do is move into formless, patternless behaviour, which is
the way a sorcerer acts.
He's absolutely fluid. And that brings us back to stalking. A stalker is
someone who makes himself inobtrusive, the art of being inobtrusive. He had
no self, no pattern, nothing to assert, no point to make, no demands, no
desires. And all this will be eliminated through the recapitulation.
And then there's some other things that really need to be done with that,
and that's quieting the internal dialogue. So that when you're now here it
this today, you have all your energy with you so that you don't persist in
repeating that same patterns of behaviour. And the way these patterns are
ingrained in us is through that internal dialogue, in which we keep repeating
certain things to ourselves, like "Oh, I'm no good" or "They don't like me"
or "I have to be like this, prove myself here". Whatever goes through one's
mind, which is a constant flow of thoughts or reaffirmations, really, of the
self. And so, the sorcerers say that you really need to put a stop to that
continual reinforcement of the self, which is that position of the assemblage
point. Now when you do the breathing with the recapitulation, by moving back
into the past, moving forward into now, and that intense concentration that is
needed to sit there and visualize these things, that shifts your assemblage
point minutely. And whoever does the recapitulation will see that. They'll
see that oh, god, I'm doing this again, and ten years later doing it again.
The same kind of relationships, again, the same type of man, the same type
of woman. We know somebody who says he always picks difficult women.
(laughter) I don't know what that means, but it's true. It's like this
person is doomed to have difficult relationships. So patterns get repeated,
no matter what they are, and whoever recapitulates will see that. So the seer
within us gets to break out. And then, as you do this and you go back into
your regular day to day life, you become more quiet, and then you do these
techniques once a week to quiet the internal dialogue, and some of them are
described in my book. There's lots of things like this in Carlos Castaneda's
books on gazing, certain gazing techniques. Or you can do a match gazing
technique. You just hold up the flame for a moment, and then you douse the
tip of it, and then you turn it upside down, after you've kind of cooled off
the tip while it's still burning, turn it upside down and hold it in your left
hand and look at the flame as it burns the bottom of the match in front of your
eyes, and that quiets the mind. You can use any minor meditation techniques.
I wouldn't say go heavily into Oriental meditation techniques, because you're
already doing recapitulation and you don't want to get fixed into any form.
All we're doing now as abstract sorcerers is a minimal of technique so that
we can get away from the self. We don't want to get heavier in the area of
ego and ego enforcement, and "now we're meditators", or "now we're..."
ABE: So you don't want to build up an image of yourself, even as a
spiritual person.
TAISHA: No, you don't. You don't want to add to that. And when you look at
how much you have to get rid of you'll be kind of careful not to add more.
(laughter) And you don't want to add more in terms of becoming more important
in other areas, just because you're getting rid of some of these old things.
But you're putting that energy into fighting with your husband or wife. And
that's where impeccability comes in. You want to maintain your daily behaviour
on an impeccable level, and that means you just do your best, your humble best.
We're no longer interested in reasserting the ego or the self, or defending the
self. The brunt of energy really goes into defense of the self, because if it's
attacked left and right...I mean, you can't go out of your house...even in your
house, there's always something that is threatening, or your boss says something
somebody looks at you the wrong way, and they gip you, this or that. Right away
you have to go back and build up "I'm not that bad. They don't understand me."
The mind rallies like lightning trying to patch up these things. No, you don't
let it go. You're not interesting in defense of the self anymore. You're
interested in getting rid of the self, in culminating the self. And don Juan
had a good adage. He said, "Eliminate the self and fear nothing." So, if you
don't have a self there's absolutely nothing to fear, because all the fears,
the disappointments, everything comes from the idea of the self, or certain
expectations that aren't met. Not just negative things, but if good things
happen, then you feel good, you know. So it goes both ways. Stalkers, then
are really indifferent, they're detached, and that gets us back to how we
started this conversation. What stalkers really want to do is detach themselves
from the self, which is saying that they want to detach the awareness from that
position of the assemblage point where society, our parents, the sheer fact that
we were born into a certain family, have certain relationships, has put us, has
forced us, has imprisoned us, really. So when we recapitulate and detach
ourselves from everything that's every happened, we're floating. The assemblage
point becomes free. It can move, and very harmoniously. It can move without
the aid of drugs, without the aid of some external person or Nagual. Because
any time you have something external, you're not free, you're dependent on
that thing. So the only thing that the modern sorcerer, or the stalker is
really dependent on is something so abstract that he calls it the Spirit, the
Unknown. By getting rid of the self, they give the self to the Eagle as a
token. They give themselves in a symbolic death. And in that sense the Eagle,
they say, allows the impeccable warrior to escape. And what that's
metaphorically saying is that a person who has recapitulated and disentangled
his energy from the expectations of the everyday world is able to move
elsewhere. He's able to do dreaming with control, because even in dreaming he
has no self. And this differentiates, again, the old sorcerers from the modern
ones. When the old sorcerers did dreaming, they had very heavy ego and then
of course they got lost and trapped in different levels of dreaming. They
weren't able to move out again, because they were too heavy. But they had
their ideas of power and they became obsessive. The stalker is absolutely not
obsessed with anything. He treats the whole world as 'controlled folly'.
What that means is that everything is there to be used. There's order; there's
a structure. But it's not to be taken seriously, because there are other
orders, other structures, an infinite number of layers to this onion of reality,
and he can go elsewhere. But wherever he is, he creates his order and his
structure, and when the Spirit moves him, something moves the assemblage point,
and he moves elsewhere. And he's impeccable in his dreams, he's impeccable in
this everyday reality, if and when he's here. But a stalker begins here in
the everyday world, and that's why this recapitulation is really for everyone.
They begin here, right wherever anyone is. That's where they start. And they
start with their list and their place, they sweep the past, then they make
themselves quiet internally, so that they don't accumulate more of the debris,
using certain gazing methods--and I don't mean acrobatics or anything like
that-- but there's some sorcery passes that have been handed down. Or just
sitting quietly--you don't even have to call it meditating--just shut off the
internal dialogue. And you elongate these moments of silence. And then you
have the power that comes from sheer silence. That in itself will allow the
assemblage point to move from your everyday state into heightened awareness.
Then, that's when the practitioner--you don't even have to call them sorcerers--
that's when they enter heightened awareness. It's when they have that ability
to have the silence extend itself into whatever they're doing. And they're
active. If you've working, if you're driving, do whatever, but do it silently,
because you don't have the idea of the self impinging. And them, of course,
you use the petty tyrants of the world, because okay, so you've recapitulated...
and I have to mention here that there's not just one recapitulation...it's
really an ongoing process, because after you're finished all the sexual
encounters, then you do everybody whom you've encountered in your life. Then
you can go back to certain themes. Like you notice that there are still things
like when you're working, or something happens during the day, you notice oh
boy, that gave me a jolt, that really bothered me. Then you can see why did
it bother you, and you can use certain themes. Like wanting to be liked seems
to be so common. Everybody seems to want somebody to like them, support them,
approve of them. That has to go, but that's a very strong driving force that
keeps us in line, because as long as you still have that, it's just like the
carrot being dangled in front of your nose. Whatever it is that somebody
dangles out there that your body naturally would react to...
ABE: Would you say it's a major accomplishment, then, on that part of the
would be seer when they reach a point where they are no longer concerned with
whether or not they're liked?
TAISHA: Yes, that's a major accomplishment. Absolutely. That is, for someone
who is very concerned with that. Now, maybe there are the rare few that maybe
just don't care, honestly. They have enough energy. And you know what that
hinges on, really? Being liked, wanting to be liked? The sorcerers have a
theory about the idea of the energy you were given at your conception. If your
parents liked each other, and I mean sexually, if they had a very grand time,
a great, great sexual experience, both of them, mother and father, when that
child is conceived that child will have this great burst of energy. And he may
not care whether people really like him or not because he has this intrinsic
sense of energetic well-being. but, if one of the parents are bored--the
sorcerer don Juan always called them 'bored conceptions'--or if they were made
out of a very boring experience, with not much flash. Or maybe the partners
didn't even like each other, they just went through the motions of having sex
because they were married and it was the thing to do Friday night, then that
child will come out into the world with really a disadvantage. And he will
always feel that something is missing, and he wants to be liked. He wants his
peers to like him, he wants his mama to like him, and she may not even like
him at all. But that is not just theory, but it's something that sorcerers
have arrived at through their seeing. They actually see how energetic a
luminous being is. They can see how the energy moves. In some people it's
very sluggish, stagnant, and of course that expresses itself in a very meek
or low level zest for life. they sort of just barely get through the day.
That kind of feeling. But others have a lot of energy. They meet everything
as a challenge. Everything to them is an adventure. They dominate people
naturally. They have this charisma, sort of a mesmeric effect on others, and
on things around them. And they may not have this need, they're not as needy
as other people they want to be liked and are needy.
ABE: Of course, then that person who has all that energy, will attract all
kinds of needy people who want to suck on it. (laughter)
TAISHA: Exactly. And you attract those people. The sorcerers say that the
self is really a metaphorical dagger that we stab ourselves with. but, it's
alright as long as we bleed in company. As long as there are others bleeding
with us, we're okay. (laughter) As long as somebody else feels worse, we're
happy. But the recapitulation will give those needy people...and I have to
include myself in that category, because absolutely I was not a product of a
zestful union...so those are demons and you will see them in the recapitulation.
And that's why I say that the recapitulation is never done, because even when
I was with don Juan and his people...okay with the, they had enough energy to
cover up, let's say for my deficiency. Their energy would elevate me to this
heightened level. But the minute they were gone or even left the room, I
would slump back to my own natural level, and then I would want attention.
And all the apprentices were like that. And of course they would test us by
ignoring us, or not speaking to us, or doing things with others when we wanted
to be included. So when I say recapitulation, it has to be tried and tested
in the everyday world. You can't just escape into the desert and do it, and
then feel good and that's the end of it. You have to get back with your mother,
with your father. What do they do to you for you to react like the little girl,
the little boy that wants mommy to do his laundry, to take care of his tummy?
We still have those feelings. So, just recapitulation by itself is not enough.
Stalkers stalk the self, and so when they're with people in the world, they're
constantly stalking themselves and seeing what's happening.
END OF PART 1
Dr. Jackmeoff:
"Such as my invitations to discuss Carlos' work?"
How could we ever forget any of your insightful, on-topic posts, Toddles?
Your magnificent condescension from the higher realms to this lowly
mud-pit of indulgence is itself refection enough upon your worthy
attributes to give the most arrogant among us pause for thought.
Oh sage, seer, and supreme dickhead, speak to us!!!
Dr. Jackmeoff:
"This was posted partly with you in mind, since you so often pretend
you are interested in Carlos' work, and you've posted so many of your
own 'not doings', so I figured you might actually want to comment, to
share your insights, to tell the group what this not doing means to
you. Somehow, I wasn't that surprised that you didn't resond."
What a prissy, pissy, petty little fuck you are, Toddles.
Have you had your 'noddles' today?
"Like most of teamX, you're always at the ready to quote, but god
forbid you should have to demonstrate you've actually read and thought
about the books. Little wonder you guys are so addicted to the
seminar doings -- 'just do what you're told, leave the thinking to
us'. Little wonder that all your 'not doings' are just kooky things."
Talking to yourself again, I see. Why won't you listen?
'You guys', tut tut, what an adolescent mentality you have, Boogerboy.
Team X, Team T -- are you trapped in a video arcade, perhaps?
Dr. Jackmeoff:
"Who wrote the not doings of driving anyway? What player x drone
bestowed that wonderful gift upon us?"
Your semantics are tired and boring, Toddles.
Dr. Jackmeoff:
"Face it dp, except for your little peanut gallery in aol, who for all
I know are just other names on your account, everyone else here is on
to you. You're a troll and a flamer, and not a very good one at that."
Come on, listen to yourself! Take out those earplugs! Don't you know by
now the finger always points back?
Dr. Jackmeoff:
"You're my little pet lizard in a glass tank. Every now and then it's
amusing to see you swallow a mouse, but you don't hold my interest for
more than a few minutes, and when I leave the room you're out of my
mind."
The only pet lizard you have is in your pants, Darling.
Why don't you take it out and play with it for a while, you'll feel much
better. I'm sure it will hold your interest, such that it is.
Oh . . . and please, please, keep posting!
Your knowledge of sorcery is stunning . . .
Your friend,
Randy
Quote:
"Impeccability is nothing else but the proper use of energy,"
he said. [ The Fire From Within, p29 hardback ]
Dr. Drone-boy:
". . . give up, you don't get it?"
Tell us, oh fastidious one, how does 'unconditional love' relate to the
'proper use of energy'? Break it down for us, Toddles, come on, let's
hear your exposition!
Better yet -- how, pray tell, do you express this 'unconditional love'?
(You don't seem very loving to me :-)
Randy
Klaus (Todd, Katherine, etc.) - idiot
matus1 (Jeff, CG, DS, etc.) - asshole"
I'm thorry. I thought treating them as one person, say Idiot/Asshole
Drone-boy, might be fun. I will cease and desist.
I'm having way too much fun . . . which means I must be ill.
I'll go back to my corner <sniff>.
Randy
>don Pequeno:
>"I already declined *all* your invitations, baby."
>
>Dr. Jackmeoff:
>"Such as my invitations to discuss Carlos' work?"
>
>How could we ever forget any of your insightful, on-topic posts, Toddles?
>Your magnificent condescension from the higher realms to this lowly
>mud-pit of indulgence is itself refection enough upon your worthy
>attributes to give the most arrogant among us pause for thought.
>
i think you should have paused a little longer
that way you could think a little more
>Oh sage, seer, and supreme dickhead, speak to us!!!
>
listen carefully
but first, try to quiet the roar of your internal dialogue
>Dr. Jackmeoff:
>"This was posted partly with you in mind, since you so often pretend
>you are interested in Carlos' work, and you've posted so many of your
>own 'not doings', so I figured you might actually want to comment, to
>share your insights, to tell the group what this not doing means to
>you. Somehow, I wasn't that surprised that you didn't resond."
>
>What a prissy, pissy, petty little fuck you are, Toddles.
>
exactly
>Have you had your 'noddles' today?
>
i don't know,
what are noddles?
>"Like most of teamX, you're always at the ready to quote, but god
>forbid you should have to demonstrate you've actually read and thought
>about the books. Little wonder you guys are so addicted to the
>seminar doings -- 'just do what you're told, leave the thinking to
>us'. Little wonder that all your 'not doings' are just kooky things."
>
>Talking to yourself again, I see. Why won't you listen?
>
i'm not but you are.
>'You guys', tut tut, what an adolescent mentality you have, Boogerboy.
>
an adolescent mentality is better than no mentality at all, don't you
think?
i guess not!
gotcha!!!!
>Team X, Team T -- are you trapped in a video arcade, perhaps?
>
more entertaining than the peanut gallery
>Dr. Jackmeoff:
>"Who wrote the not doings of driving anyway? What player x drone
>bestowed that wonderful gift upon us?"
>
>Your semantics are tired and boring, Toddles.
>
1. you read them
2. you responded to them
3. they may not be pretty but they do the job
>Dr. Jackmeoff:
>"Face it dp, except for your little peanut gallery in aol, who for all
>I know are just other names on your account, everyone else here is on
>to you. You're a troll and a flamer, and not a very good one at that."
>
>Come on, listen to yourself! Take out those earplugs! Don't you know by
>now the finger always points back?
>
o yeh?
come on down out of that peanut gallery and I'll show you
>Dr. Jackmeoff:
>"You're my little pet lizard in a glass tank. Every now and then it's
>amusing to see you swallow a mouse, but you don't hold my interest for
>more than a few minutes, and when I leave the room you're out of my
>mind."
>
>The only pet lizard you have is in your pants, Darling.
>
ooooooooooooooooooo
>Why don't you take it out and play with it for a while, you'll feel much
>better. I'm sure it will hold your interest, such that it is.
>
check out my postings in
alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.naguals
>Oh . . . and please, please, keep posting!
>
hmmm, only if you will too
>Your knowledge of sorcery is stunning . . .
>
blush
>Your friend,
>Randy
I love you too, Jeffrey
>1. you read them
>2. you responded to them
>3. they may not be pretty but they do the job
Why would somebody work so hard to cause
emotional outbursts in another human?
It is simple herd instinct.
By causing fatigue in others,
by distracting them at critical moments,
by inciting or enticing them down a side-path...
...especially by getting them to offer up the very food their
enemy consumes... by engaging your self-importance
you release the energy that attracts the Flyers.
The *hope* is that their enemy will prey on the others,
those they have somehow singled out.
This tends to *herd* people into agreement and passivity.
Herding is one aspect of the Flyers most common plays:
anxiety of seperation, loneliness, etc.
It is, perhaps, worth noting the next time we go to hurt
or distract someone needlessly, that we are merely
acting out of our human herding instinct.
It is certainly worth noting this behavior in our fellow humans,
so that we can react, or not, accordingly.
Herd away,
ye shepherds of distraction...
your Intent is quite obvious.
don Pequeño
[ The Fire From Within, page 43 hardback ]
He said that seers, old and new, are divided into two
cateories. The first one is made up of those who are
willing to exercise self-restraint and can channel their
activities toward pragmatic goals, which would benefit
other seers and man in general. The other category
consists of those who don't care about self-restraint
or about any pragmatic goals. It is the concensus
among seers that the latter have failed to resolve
the problem of self-importance.
[ The Fire From Within, page 28 hardback ]
>> mat...@concentric.net (Dr. Jeffrey Grau, PhD.) wrote:
>
>>1. you read them
>>2. you responded to them
>>3. they may not be pretty but they do the job
>
>
> Why would somebody work so hard to cause
> emotional outbursts in another human?
>
You tell us dp, you were bragging about your ability to do with just a
month or so ago.
Whasamatter, bitter 'cause you lost your touch, or because they left
you out of the big hoe down in San Diego?
>>donpe...@aol.com (don Pequeno) wrote:
>> Why would somebody work so hard to cause
>> emotional outbursts in another human?
>Mat...@concentric.net (Adolf Grautler) wrote:
>You tell us dp, you were bragging about your ability to do with just a
>month or so ago.
>Whasamatter, bitter 'cause you lost your touch, or because they left
>you out of the big hoe down in San Diego?
Hit a nerve, did I Little Fish? :-D
I did that once, with the mere placement of my story in
"your" thread. You went ballistic, and talked about Wendy's,
hamburger meat, and the "little girl" for dozens of posts...
instead of addressing Mark with smarmy one liners added
to any post like: "Care to comment, Mark?"
You fixated on me, and have ever since. Poor baby!
Actually, I did 3 things with that post. :-D
1) distracted you from Mark just days before the workshop
2) challenged the notion of TRYING to help automatically
3) started the discussion of diet, which was a major issue
in that workshop
So, like most of my doings, I had several possible outcomes,
and figured at least one would come to fruition. If I had failed
to distract you with that, I would not have escalated to fabricating
weird inmate insinuations... but I am not insane! :-D
BTW I was herding YOU away from Mark...
and I succeeded! :-D
I'd do it again, too! :-D
" He said that they don't just affect people,
but that they actively herd them around."
[ The Fire From Within, p 190 hardback ]
I was *actively* herding you, and my Intent was clean.
I was helping to ensure that Mark broke from us,
and started the walk to Silence before the workshop.
BTW, Little Fish...
You have such a problem with my tautology of sorts:
Good luck to the worthy,
Indifference to all.
But you failed to ever ask, "Who are the worthy?"
Those who are still alive.
Those who still have a chance.
Anyone.
Good luck to the worthy,
Indifference to all.
don Pequeno
Deeehhhhh, I didn't know this discussion had become about english
literature, and their love for wording of situations that they never will
do, or go through.
> BTW I was herding YOU
you always herd the one you love
Hey you ugly fucking shitstain, I'm not Carlos Grau. If you are
stupid enough to think that that Tensegrity is not a total scam
then I guess I can't expect much, but you could at least go to the
trouble of looking at peoples message ID's. These can't be forged and
if you look at your's it shows that you are posting from AOL
because you are a useless dipship. Mine shows that I'm posting from
an ISP in Canada and Carlos Grau one in the States. I hope you
find this useful in identifying the posters here in adc. And hey
you useless retard, no more name-calling.
>Hey you ugly fucking shitstain, I'm not Carlos Grau. If you are
>stupid enough to think that that Tensegrity is not a total scam
>then I guess I can't expect much, but you could at least go to the
>trouble of looking at peoples message ID's. These can't be forged and
>if you look at your's it shows that you are posting from AOL
>because you are a useless dipship. Mine shows that I'm posting from
>an ISP in Canada and Carlos Grau one in the States. I hope you
>find this useful in identifying the posters here in adc. And hey
>you useless retard, no more name-calling.
Actually, Randy, Todd is correct on the message ID's.
To my knowledge these cannot be "faked" since they
are generated only during the system posting.
So, whoever ultimately posted a message,
it would indicate *their* provider.
dP
And you're an obnoxious little fuckhead Randy. You make Rush Limbauh
seem like the captain of the debating team. Why don't you do us
all a favor and drag your big, fat, homely ass over to IML where
you belong.
this is some kind of deja vu. about nine months ago, it was dp
calling me todd and dave T stepped in and pointed out to dp how to
read the headers.
now dp is passing the wisdom along to one of teamX's rambunctious
newbies.
o the glory
>> Actually, Randy, Todd is correct on the message ID's.
>> To my knowledge these cannot be "faked" since they
>> are generated only during the system posting.
>> So, whoever ultimately posted a message,
>> it would indicate *their* provider.
>> dP
> Mat...@concentric.net (Adolf Grautler) wrote:
>this is some kind of deja vu. about nine months ago, it was dp
>calling me todd and dave T stepped in and pointed out to dp how to
>read the headers.
No, CG... you and Todd both virtually SCREAMED this in unison.
Are you retarded?
I already explained this.
I did not understand message paths then,
but I recognized writing styles. ;-)
Now I know all sorts of things,
because of your continual tirades, Jeffy.
>now dp is passing the wisdom along to one of teamX's rambunctious
>newbies.
>o the glory
Who was the newbie in your story?
Why isn't someone saying:
I defend myself... I claim that there is NO WAY I could be Todd...
I defend myself... I speak of deja vu to distract others from 30%...
I defend myself... I say that I am "only letters on a screen", but I
placed a personals ad in the city of the 30% fixation...
I defend myself... I am not just letters on a screen...
Everybody's a star already, baby. ;-)
Good luck, CG.
dP
That's kind of sweet really..... donP and Todd agreeing on something...
You guys aint' so different as you might think... <G>!!! It's one of
those Apotheosis sort of things, Randy.... hahaheeheheheheee <G>!!
>And you're an obnoxious little fuckhead Randy. You make Rush Limbauh
>seem like the captain of the debating team. Why don't you do us
>all a favor and drag your big, fat, homely ass over to IML where
>you belong.
In addition, kl...@netcom.ca (Pogeybait) writes:
<Hey you ugly fucking shitstain, I'm not Carlos Grau. If you are
stupid enough to think that that Tensegrity is not a total scam
then I guess I can't expect much, but you could at least go to the
trouble of looking at peoples message ID's. These can't be forged and
if you look at your's it shows that you are posting from AOL
because you are a useless dipship. Mine shows that I'm posting from
an ISP in Canada and Carlos Grau one in the States. I hope you
find this useful in identifying the posters here in adc. And hey
you useless retard, no more name-calling.>
Well David was right about that one . . .
It looks like we have now covered
'unconditional love' pretty thoroughly.
Time for a new thread? :-D
N.
On Sat, 12 Oct 1996 19:38:45 GMT, Mat...@concentric.net (Carlos Grau)
wrote:
>Normally I am very cautious by nature, except when it comes to things
<snip>
>The failed warrior scorns all paths except for *his* interpretation of
>the CC teachings. The greatest truth is that truth is universal, but
>the FW is ignorant of this, and when you point out similarities to
>other equally valid paths, the FW makes smug references to "Pine
>Boxes" and other stupid comments in the same light.
<snip>
>The FW has memorized all the CC texts and understands nothing about
>them. The FW has no nagual. The FW needs a group, but accepts no
>teacher. The FW is thick. The FW is a bore. The FW is a chicken
>with his head cut off.
Hola!
This question may determine my future, and many others'.
How do you "pick" the right teacher?
When you're still "green" in the whole nagualism business, sometimes
you have no real knowledge to determine who is really an impeccable
warrior and who is just trying to sound like one. Just like what Herr
Grau wrote about failed warriors.
What if one of those failed warriors tries to be a teacher?
How does his green victim recognize it?
Please ,don't answer if you're not a warrior.
you don't want to do harm,
don't you.
Please email me (to to...@netvision.net.il) in addition to your re in
ADC.
Thanks.
..Reality is a state of minD..
.Namaste'.
[to...@netvision.net.il]
>This question may determine my future, and many others'.
>How do you "pick" the right teacher?
This term is pretty nonsequitor here...
Do you mean as an apprentice?
I have had two teachers,
but neither had any group of apprentices.
They both spent a fair amount of time with me,
so *surely* they would have asked me to join if...
hey...wait a damn... maybe they just didn't like me! :|
Like me, they were not involved in this sort of endeavor,
rather giving freely to whoever crossed their path,
be they believers, bankers, or banditos! :-D
>When you're still "green" in the whole nagualism business, sometimes
>you have no real knowledge to determine who is really an impeccable
>warrior and who is just trying to sound like one. Just like what Herr
>Grau wrote about failed warriors.
>What if one of those failed warriors tries to be a teacher?
You mean with books, seminars, perhaps even a school?
I know of such a group, in New York.
>How does his green victim recognize it?
I know of no lineages.
I suspect any who offer group membership.
Period.
>Please ,don't answer if you're not a warrior.
>you don't want to do harm,
> don't you.
I do not care, nor "should" I. ;-)
>Please email me (to to...@netvision.net.il) in addition to your re in
>ADC.
>Thanks.
No way, I don't do email or chat. ;-)
>..Reality is a state of minD..
Realty is a state of mine.
dP
to...@netvision.net.il (ToaSt) wrote:
>On Sat, 12 Oct 1996 19:38:45 GMT, Mat...@concentric.net (Carlos Grau)
>wrote:
>>Normally I am very cautious by nature, except when it comes to things
><snip>
>>The failed warrior scorns all paths except for *his* interpretation of
>>the CC teachings. The greatest truth is that truth is universal, but
>>the FW is ignorant of this, and when you point out similarities to
>>other equally valid paths, the FW makes smug references to "Pine
>>Boxes" and other stupid comments in the same light.
><snip>
>>The FW has memorized all the CC texts and understands nothing about
>>them. The FW has no nagual. The FW needs a group, but accepts no
>>teacher. The FW is thick. The FW is a bore. The FW is a chicken
>>with his head cut off.
>Hola!
>This question may determine my future, and many others'.
>How do you "pick" the right teacher?
When the judgement day comes to you, your Teacher will hear you
blowing
Gabriel's horn, your spirit will be screaming it's head off. Your
soul may be clamouring, it's different for all of us. See that you
don't give up until He arrives, the Teacher might take you by
surprise, and judge you, then, the party begins.
So, be prepared to take a ride on a train to infinity, my friend.
>When you're still "green" in the whole nagualism business, sometimes
>you have no real knowledge to determine who is really an impeccable
>warrior and who is just trying to sound like one. Just like what Herr
>Grau wrote about failed warriors.
>What if one of those failed warriors tries to be a teacher?
>How does his green victim recognize it?
>Please ,don't answer if you're not a warrior.
>you don't want to do harm,
> don't you.
>Please email me (to to...@netvision.net.il) in addition to your re in
>ADC.
>Thanks.
>..Reality is a state of minD..
>.Namaste'.
>[to...@netvision.net.il]
>Carlos Grau wrote:
>>What don juan refers to as impeccability is in fact unconditional
>>love.
> "Impeccability is nothing else but the proper use of energy,"
> he said. [ The Fire From Within, p29 hardback ]
"I was still convincd that impeccability or saving energy was
something so vague that it could be interpreted by anyone in whatever
whimsical way he wanted. I wanted to say more to build my argument,
but a strange feeling overtook me. It was an actual physical sensation
that I was rushing through something. And then I rebuffed my own
argument..." (FFW)
Sorcery = unbending intent
Impeccability = unbending desire
"Coyote"