[Oinarp Mot]

Twenty and others...,

My brother John lives in Maine and visits ever so often.
He visited the folks over the last few weeks. Dad turned 91 and Mom
88. Everyone in my family is terrified I am doing something I should
not be doing and not seeing the miracle of my parents longevity.

I believe I have had something to do with that considering the love
and caring I give to both of my parents.

They know they are loved.

I am not speaking to four out of five of my brothers.

So the one brother speaks to me about getting together and
making up. I say there is nothing to make up. It is what it is...

I am completely prepared to never speak to them again or
talk to them tomorrow, but things are nice at the house these
days and I am not going to be the one to fuck things up.

I sent my brother the metaphor of the scorpian and the frog.

Anyway, things are great at the house these days. There needs
be no more interferrance from any of them and that is exactly
what will happen.

Sorry universe.

Thank you universe.

So I rewrite my brother John and remembered how I teach golf.

Lead Balloon golf.

I haven't applied the same principles to my everyday life but
today it hit me smack in the face I have been working against the grain
in many ways.

When I teach golf I sometime frustrate my student into learning, that is if they
are not open to what I am selling them.

If they are then gentle and efficient works just fine but when they are arguing
their point of view which is usually as stuck as could be I allow them to
trip and fall and fail that allows them to be open to what I am teaching.

So what have I done to allow my brother (s) to trip and fall?

I let them to their own devices as they say.

I allow them to be angry and made and jealous and envious and whatever
they focus upon.

The less I try to communicate the more they complain.

I have no issue with being the focus of their projections any longer.

Project away!

Great T-shirt by the way.

PROJECT AWAY, You wee girl is even better if you are scottish.

Anyway, this calm came over me this morning.
There is nothing for me to do.

The trap was set a long time ago. Long before i was born and
now that the trap is closing upon everyone everyone is panicking
and running for their lives and blaming the trap shutting on little'ol'me.

How cool is this?

So I figure I am either the craziest fuck I have ever met, sorry Twenty...
or I am the only one who could see how easy it is to get out of the trap
which is why I am feeling calm.

The answer to how to get out of the trap is:

The trap doesn't exists.

The trap is our ego.
The trap is living in a world with definitions.

My mind is getting quieter and quieter these days.

I sometime feel drool forming in the corner of my mouth.

It is cold and wet.

And when I slurp it up I laugh at how I used to try and keep it from
forming all these years.

So much tension.
So much energy wasted.

So much noise.

Thought I would share.

Peace out!

Tp

[Mr. Twenty Twenty]

More....

I know you are a gift to your P's and to your siblings, beause of
where you are coming from.

Where you are coming from (level of intention) from what I can tell
REALLY is what determines WHERE we are going.

Here I am, in OZ. Carol in PA.

Both of us growing, into who we are, both of us going where we need to go /be.

You and your siblings will / are just fine.

Have an amazing day, life, loving journey.

Write here, as often as you want me to read it.

I'll reply, play, and see who joins in our dance.

Whoooo yah!

Mr2020

On Wed, Dec 22, 2010 at 7:17 AM, Mr. Twenty Twenty
<zeropoin...@gmail.com> wrote:
> Peace Tp.
> Joy too.
>
> Love the share.
>
> As you know, I'm here in Australia.
>
> Following my bliss, living on prayers, and grace.

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[greg]

91 and 88!
Congratulations, TP!

Drool, eh? Maybe Yeager is at your side, drooling, too...
Still learning from dogs, even after they're gone... <sigh>

Hugs bro,

grego

-=

[Oinarp Mot]

You know it. Yeager was one of my best teachers.
I would say my mind has exhausted itself but
it is definitely alive, aware.

I understand about what Twenty is saying about intention
because holy crap, 88 and 91.

No one in my family thought it was possible. I never
gave it a thought; here is the recipe: love them, argue
with them, care for them and feed them really good
food and wow!

Thanks Greg.

Have a great holiday and....

Who knows.

I may go out today and find a pup for my mother
for Christmas.

Not ready for one myself but...

Mom is afraid of the boogieman.

There have been a rash of break ins as of late in Cranford.

The result of people's desperations.

I have put my dad's car out in the driveway when I am gone
so the hoods know someone is at least home.