Guest guest Posted February 9, 2002 Report Share Posted February 9, 2002 Thank you Eric, for talking about yourself. I have been amazed at how prolific a writer you are, and it is a pleasure to hear how you came to writing and how simply it flows for you. I am a painter but I have not had such an open and fluid relationship to my work as you describe, and it is lovely to hear such a relation to one's creative work is possible. Jerry, thank you for your beautiful post about music. I have been thinking of you all evening since reading that, of you pounding around in your living room, conducting the music and your own heart's opening...it is such a beautiful image...with a little of the madman thrown in... I would like to see it in a movie. After I read that post I went downstairs and put on some music that I love. Your post and Eric's reminded me of what I too often forget--to feel joy, to allow joy, to occasionally abandon rigor and work, and move into a state of abandon and openness to spirit that is not checked by a sense of duty, or hesitation, or anything else. Jill >>> ErcAshfrd 02/09/02 20:01 PM >>> Well Jerry, this gives me an opportunity to talk about myself. One of my favourite pastimes! Firstly, I don't like the term non-duality. It stinks of enlightenment, and I dislike being anything other than my life in God expressed as eric. Discussion as to whether eric really exists or not leave me either laughing uproariously, or bored. And as for God. Forget it! This conscious joy and this fleeting sorrow is all the God I need. If I say God I mean Love, and if I say love, I mean this life of us. Anyway enough of metaphysics. Just an other of my pet dislikes. I am dyslexic. Not severely, but enough to show. I never wrote more than a I had to in y working life, and for years just winged it. It was not until I got my first computer (about three years ago), that I began to write. Knowing that the word processor could correct almost all my errors, was a great creative liberation for me. I knew that I was a writer from the moment I sat down in front of this keyboard. I think my writing took on the form of poetry and prosetry (my word for poetic prose), because it has few rules. It can engage the part of the mind that does not concern itself with regulation, but explores the shape of ideas themselves. Just as music does. I could babble on about poetry and music, but must stick to my focus here. I am inspired. I am cut through and flooding out with inspiration. I am by no means unique in this, but I just want to tell you how this divine flow happens. It is Intelligent Guidance of course. It is overwhelming love-play. How did I get like this? Like most of us at some time. We get right down to the bottom of the barrel. The only way up from there is out of yourself. This all happened a long time ago, but its effect can be seen now in my creations. Apart from transitory ego satisfactions, I have no great concern if a particular person hates, loves or is indifferent to my works, and so, I can get out of the way of myself. Which is the primary cause of writers block. I do need to share though, because love must be shared. This indifference is quite shameless, which means that I can just do my thing. I am totally vulnerable. love has opened me. Please don't get the impression that I am some kind of goofball saint. I am very ordinary, full of ego, and in my human condition very imperfect. I have simply said to the universe: Play me...... And it does. It took some application and practice on my part. Now it takes none. I have this big rabbits ear in my soul, and it picks up on the wave lengths that are usually not udible on the main frequency range. Inspiration has to be allowed. In order to allow it, you have to be a trust that there is a listening post in the heart. Then there is no effort involved, only a deep listening. I feel that those great composers and song writers got into this flow also. It gets so you hardly dare take the credit for it. It just arrives and happens in you. The music is playing all the time, its just that we cover it up with all those defensive doubts in our abilities to receive it. Okay, that's enough of this eric monologue. love your self expression known as eric. > >> >> >> >> Just a note of thanks Jerry. Some posts must be affirmed, and celebrated. >> >> I agree with all that you have said on the power of music. >> love >> eric. >> > > Thank you, Eric. l'm always afraid of coming across as self > indulgent when l get this personal, so your response means alot. l marvel > at your poetry and frequently wonder what experiences you've had to yield > and nurture such a gift. > > love, > jerry > Sponsor > > > > > > <A HREF="/join">\ /join</A> > > > > <A HREF="/"></A> > > All paths go somewhere. No path goes nowhere. Paths, places, sights, > perceptions, and indeed all experiences arise from and exist in and subside > back into the Space of Awareness. Like waves rising are not different than > the ocean, all things arising from Awareness are of the nature of > Awareness. Awareness does not come and go but is always Present. It is > Home. Home is where the Heart Is. Jnanis know the Heart to be the Finality > of Eternl Being. A true devotee relishes in the Truth of Self-Knowledge, > spontaneously arising from within into It Self. Welcome all to > a. > > > > <A HREF=""> Terms of Service</A>. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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