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By Stephen 3 months 3 weeks ago

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We just recently had our intensive with David, this time a long one of several days at the Mount Madonna retreat compound near Santa Cruz, California. It was an opportunity for an unusual amount of informal time with David as we had our meals together and took a daily hike in the beautiful forest. So one became saturated with a visceral Bliss in the immediacy of the on-going transmission of purifying and clarifying Shakti, the Divine Energy; once again fully falling in Love, with David, or to be more impersonal, with what is operating in his person.

I am saying something regarding “spiritual” experiences, thoughts that had been arising in contemplation before the retreat, which then reached fruition in these last few days. My remembered experiences of even amazing experiences, the glimpses between Atman and Brahman that span the terrain of ordinary and non-ordinary realities, are now but frozen photographs. Sweet as memories may be, and emotionally exciting as sharing and remembering may be, these are now nonetheless the static illusions of finitude! Colors and patterns and physical tastes and various energetic events are entrancing tastes. Even visions remain dead memories! One may see the most primal forms of being issuing from the void, frightening births. Or rather than the terrifying, the sublime: the awe-inspiring form of a goddess whose feet alone you may gaze upon, unable to, or not granted to, raise your eyes to the full manifestation of Her Beauty. There are not simply colors , but colors in intricate geometries appearing to the inward eye – any of which are doorways into deep understanding of specific aspects of existence. But, but despite these heightened experiences of what is also part of our human reality, one wishes to respond to such phenomena “not this, not this” (meaning such are but distractions from the immediacy of Bliss even though certainly not as much as mundane preoccupations).

Conscious union with reality occurs, or it is occurring tacitly, and when explicit Knowing occurs, it simply is the everlasting Truth revealed to thought. Yet, with that thought itself, comes the interjection of time: “Oh, what a fantastic spiritual experience I am having … I had, and surely I can have it again, even more!” We find ourselves capable of creating any experience we desire, through concentration or “mediation” with creative imagination – even more so in “non-ordinary” reality. The closest words may come to Divine Reality must be poetry as it manifests in and is expressed by those who abide continually in mystic union. By some grace, you may have the opportunity for such holy company, through which such tastes are also transmitted, but the Avatar is nonetheless also beyond such comprehensions.

Waves of conscious union come and recede. Once as total dismantling and therefore completeness, and then again as emptiness and therefore absolute fullness. Poignantly, I am either waiting or I am gone! Simply waiting I can “meditate”, but “meditated” I am gone. Later, one says it was, either instance, no longer personal experience, but a living operation of Love. But then, as we must say “then”, it was nonetheless Absolute Being loving an infinity of multiplicity. Then, as a holograph of Being whose heart has opened to the world, only worship can remain. Worship for Being as the matrix, as the Mother, and for Her crest-jewel of manifestation, the Avatar through which She is generating conscious union.

Perhaps, in the course of my preoccupations with mundane desires I can experience some some pale degree of light, for some periods while awaiting the brilliant sun of conscious union. The most luminous paleness is expression through music, the playing of drums, in reciting sacred poetry and in singing intoxicating songs to the Deities. More often, is experiencing a glowing attentiveness to the words and energetic transmission of Mother's Avatars and poets. David's person is the supreme immediate sacred physical form, and now and then I have the grace of being able to have his holy company. So much happens in the course of such a meeting, but most significant is a point of timelessness. In that moment of touching and being touched is the fullest Union. Prior to the recent meetings with him, I had been inspired to contemplation by the mystic poetry of Ramprasad as brilliantly interpreted by Lex Hixon. One poem beautifully expresses what I am so inadequately trying to express. I hope you are moved by it now:

Those who long for conscious union with reality

Who is this astonishing feminine presence
dancing in the universal field of battle?
Truly naked, eternally sixteen,
with magnificent dignity she stands
on the breast of Absolute Reality
that assumes the aspect of snow-white Shiva,
his body also naked truth
as he sleeps in supernal contemplation.

All blood ever shed in sacrifice or conflict
streams down her brilliant black limbs
like crimson blossoms floating on dark waters.
Her face is diamond bright, clearer than the full moon.
Infinite wisdom energy pulsates
through her mysterious blackness.
Her powerful wisdom laughter
awakens and heals,
flowing in wave after wave of sweet nectar.

This poet is overwhelmed,
singing with tears of rapture:
“Those who long for conscious union with reality
should meditate with constancy
on the dark blue lotus feet of Kali,
enshrined in the secret heart of humanity,
ensuring the liberation of all finite beings
from the illusion of finitude.”

By ryan 3 months 3 weeks ago

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Boom, boom, boom, crack, pop, BAM!!!

I awaken to the sounds of a Texas storm from a dead sleep in the night. give it to me! give it to me! i want to feel it! hit me! hit me! hit me again from your infinite POWER!

I am open to YOU! She has the POWER!!!!

God bless her SHAKTI!!!

so here i am radiating her power. enjoying the growth. until it wears off leaving me a bit more than i was before. until she comes again. im open for you baby! anytime you come around. im open.

God bless HER!!

By doug 4 months 1 week ago

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I sit inside myself, I trust no one, I trust only me. Who else is there.i translate my accomplishments into love for the things outside me. Christ says be in the world but not of it, the kingdom of heaven is inside you. I agree, I find love inside myself, not based on anything ive seen but simply what im working towards. I love and appreciate people who have found it and embody it , and in davids case exemplify it. I will end this thought with, a absolutely true statement, David thank you, I am your devotee.

By ryan 4 months 3 weeks ago

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intuitively the last time i saw David he brought something to my attention. following the emotiins to the source. to me David is the best teachee i have ever known. so just because what im sharing here is from before i knew him doesnt mean i am not thankfull and appreciative of what he does for me. i say that cause this is his website and the people here may have a devotion to him. for good reason. and again this as much of some other things i share is from before i met him.

this is a documentary of my journey. whether it has or doesnt have common ground with others i dont know. i have a constitution i live by. but this is not about that. its about my practice of clearing to bliss and silence

in my world there are many lifetimes of experiences. these experiences are like treasures of life. that mold us into who we are today. they are all playing out simultaneously. like a multiverse i suppose. they are neither bad nor good, better or worse, but experiences.

these things make a uniqueness about oneself. and all need to become neutral in the body and mind to become expansive. until then they are like conflict in the body and mind. that conflict can make for mental and physical problems. the bigger problem imo is that, that conflict keeps oneself from the bliss and silence.

on one hand is in through time these experiences are playing out. on the other hand they are all playing out simultaneously. either way it is experienced makes no difference imo.

i cant remember the experiences. but in the emotional body is an access. the heart is a doorway to them. but i think in the bigger picture its better put as the emotional body. since they can come from all over the body and from every chakra.

before going into discovering of the experiences. it could be utterly important for the well being of ones mental health to see things as a play. a play in which there are many actors. actors have had plenty of rehearsals. and there is a script to the story.

the reason being is when you jumped into the vastness of the story. you may be anybody, doing anything. and there is also a oneness about everything. tapping into that and you can be in the experience of anything. being able to not get caught up into judgement of what is is what keeps sanity. and the ability to roll through the various experiences. neutralizing the conflicts.

helping to make the body, and mind healthy. and opening up through that to a vastness of endless bliss and silence.

everybody has their own stories that have played out in time. they make us into who we are today as i already stated. im going to go through my journey like a documentary of my journey through time to bliss and silence.

i spent a couple years or so spending time every day, going into like trances opening myself up to experiences of conflict that needed releasing. im going to remember what i can and share some of it here. had i done this years ago there would be more info available to me. for me its about the bliss and silence. memories for me only come back cause it needs clearing. today most of what i went through is now clear. so the memories of experiences are further away.

the first story that came up took the most time to clear. living as a native american and the experience of that life and culture being swept away to material progress.

this story played out for probably half of all the clearing i went through. a great deal of it. it was heart breaking.

i spent a couple years worshiping the mother to the point i would only sleep outside. if i wasnt working i was with and or observing nature. i lost most of my interest in material things. it was like letting go of everything i thought i was to that. i was living and breathing that experience every day.

to this day my job and most of my extra time is still with nature. i have adopted back into some of the things i used to be fond of. that being classic cars and boats. 4x4 trucks, burbs, and so on. i still dont sleep well in comfort. i prefer my big rig out on the road or back of my suburban at a campsite with nature. i can tolerate but dont feel comfortable in homes. so one day i may get a small cabin in the woods. that would work for me.

going through that experience has opened me up to a onenesss with nature. i have become very intuned with the powers of nature all around. and all of her flavors.

story 2

being stuck between a rock and a hard place in germany during the 2nd world war. why i put democracy and small gov on like a pedestal.

"its all fun and games tell somebody loses an eye." that was like a comforting joke i told myself as i began to live through that conflict. big gov and dictators are scary things. trying to do the right thing can bring you into a world of hurt. dieing is easy. torture is not. so i live with a disgust for dictators and comtrolling gov's. i am one of the proudest citizens of the usa that she has. nothing is ever perfect. but being able to be oneself, and do as one pleases within reason is worth dieing for. cause not having that and getting tortured is a nightmare

story 3

i was born in Louisiana. i loved credence. their music helped bring me into that experience for the clearing.

i believe it was just after boot camp i went home on leave. i remember having my army boots on and wandered my way to a psychic. i got a reading. think it was in new orleans. i dont know the importance of that. but i believe there is something there since that had come to me. i think it was because i got into spirituality, meditation and healing from psychics in this life. and the one that helped me the most i think may be the one i met in that life. i dont know?

in any case i got sent to vietnam. i think being from lousiana helped me a bit. more similiar terrain than had i been from other places in the states.

i wanted badly to survive the trip and go home and live in the woods. that was my dream. i did a lot of heroine in vietnam. it was my way back then. i fought, got high, and had prostitutes. in the back of my mind was surviving.and according to my girlfriend ate a lot of Vietnamese soup. she just ate some at a Vietnamese resturaunt and found it taste just like what i make today. to heal myself up from being out on the road.

i got to experience surviving the war. i didnt survive but got shot up and killed. but i did get to experience surviving. to this day i have a chopper in my crown that rescued me. they are in my heart like solid gold. they rescued me. but having been shot to heck i died just after the feeling of being rescued. so they were my trip to experiencing surviving and going home to the spirit world.

i have an attachment to the late 60's and 70's. when i was a kid many 70's shows were on tv and the music to. they made me feel sad. now i know why. i missed it all. today that has become more clear. less emotional. but i am still attached to those times still. but its ok.
in this life i dont do heroine. i have my spiritual practice. i do bliss

the journey through the obstructions was often brought upon by music. i would get a hunch to put a certain song on. or one would just come on. and then i would go on a journey through the emotions and memories. this was the pivotal one. this one literally blew my heart wide open. just recently i looked up the lyrics. and found it interesting.

"Master Of Puppets"

End of passion play, crumbling away
I’m your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your death’s construction
Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You’re dedicated to
How I’m killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror
Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You’re dedicated to
How I’m killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, master
Where’s the dreams that I’ve been after?
Master, master
You promised only lies
Laughter, laughter
All I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, laughter
Laughing at my cries

Fix me

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Never-ending maze, drift on numbered days
Now your life is out of season
I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

By ryan 6 months 4 days ago

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Had a wonderful time with David and everybody else there from thursday through saturday. There was a great deal of power in the room!

The first day i sat in a chair with my head tilted forward. The energies around my head and in my head got filtered through Davids energy. It was a very soft water flowing through melting, saturatimg, teaching my energy to become like that.

Those energies were in need of more elasticity and purity in flavor and thats what they got.

The next two days i sat and kept my head straight a little tilted back. Meditating with David helped stretch out and expand my emerfy around my head through my skull where i have some work to do. It was a huge benefit for me on those two days as well.

I rarely see much but i did get a few visions of myself being at a large stone structure. I cant say what but looked like a collisium. Dont know what it was about but it kept coming up and i was feeling myself walking down to like a cavern below it.

David in my experience has a great deal of power and it would be crazy not to take advantage of that. So im glad i did. Lucky to be off work right at the right time. Winding up with an extra day off out of nowhere to make it to saturday as well. One day i wish to make it to sedona.

Thank you David and everybody whom was there as well!!!

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