Is there anything to share...truthfully...like can anyone really share there life with another?

I usually feel completely misunderstood when I am with another. We don't see the same colors on the flowers and the trees and we don't like the same music.

Today I heard a video program that had on one of my favorite groups from the 80s "The Force MDs" the ballad like love songs that had my feet off the ground for years and now I've come to find out they are favorite on Barrack Obama' play list te he he. I guess you could say we share the force mds but the experiences and emotions that come up will be different for each of is.

It's been a long time...

There has seemingly been a lot that has transpired over the years...for one...the republishing of Spiritual Vitamins and Dialogues with a Master is done :o)

Now seems to be a time of unfolding. Of not knowing what will come next although one doesn't anyway...sometimes it seems like it can be. There is gratitude to have a place to just Speak from and this maybe the tool to do that...not that there is a concern that anyone ever sees anything that is here...it all serves :o)

~Joysters

Thank You

Yesterday, Wayneji and Kayemomma came over and we had very nice BBQ together. Unlike Matthew and his finding ways to speak. There were no words to our toast although there are a million thank yous for which to raise a glass to Wayneji.

Thank you Wayneji for Speaking and being who you Are. Thank you for serving this Country. I know it has taken a long time for this one to see the Military as something to be thankful for. It has been a long gradual shift. It seems we do need to be protected from ourselves and you do it...some how you do it in a way that we aren't even aware that it is...until we are somehow reminded of how we got where we are. Stillness IZ...even in war. Or maybe it is more like war is in Stillness.

Thank you for coming over and sharing a meal with us. And Kayemomma thank you so much for helping getting it ready! And for those of you looking to the picture on the right ... that yummers t-shirt that Wayneji has on is made by our Yara.

~Joysters

Oahu, HI (part 1)

As I promised yesterday, here is a picture of Kayemomma (and her swim coach, Jensen) at her first swim lesson yesterday morning. She did really good and by the end of todays lesson was swimming underwater and coming up to breath without stopping her swimming. Maybe we will practice some more before we leave tomorrow.

It is very hard to believe that our trip will be over already. It has been a very full experience. We have eaten at many wonderful restaurants and have flown through the air

...learned how to surf,

and I've gotten a tatoo!!!

It's getting late...so I'm turning in for some rest!

Thank you Wayneji, Kayemomma, Wealeskers and Tman...for making this trip so amazing!

~Joysters

Who Am I? Really.

This is a question that no one can answer for you.  The question of "Who Am I?"  If you have found yourself at this page then the odds are you have begun to question reality and your role in it.  There has been a very big assumption and that assumption that has been made is that you exists and you know who you are.  However this assumption is being questioned or you wouldn't be here.  So what you have come here for is the question:

"Who Am I?"

Ask yourself and see what comes.  You may at first find that the answers that come say...I am "insert name here."   If you can look at the statement you may see the lie.  If you have put in a name ... like we can use the example of Jane/you...so we put in the name Jane/you to have "I am Jane."  Now look again...who is calling Jane...Jane?  (<----don't speed past this one :o)

This can blind one from looking at "I."  Because there is so much investment in the story around a name "I/Jane."  Some thoughts from the past or about the future that are saying "I/Jane must be because I remember her."  Who remembers her...now don't get caught in the thought that says "I" do because again...Who is saying "I do."  At first it maybe frustrating...then the question can come from that too..."Who is Frustrated."

It takes a commitment to continue to ask.  If you see thoughts come and have changed from Who to How/Why...refocus them to Who...begin to use Who when thoughts say "I."  It sounds too simple.      The mind insists on complexity to avoid what is so close, that complexity is in It.  However, you will be following the thoughts back to the Present and the Present cannot be thought. So now the first question has been answered...I am not Jane.  I/Jane is a name and names can be changed, it is unchangeable, unalterable.  So we come to find that "I"  am not (insert name here) who I think I am.   Then "Who Am I?  Really."

The next answer that comes maybe something like (and take a moment to look/pause and see if you can begin to see where that answer came from).

If  the answer that came is something like... I am this body.  Investigate...It sure can feel like the body is who we are...however...if you look closely...if you are the body...could it be taken from you?  If you were/are  it...and you lose part of it...like an arm or a leg, do you lows a part of yourself?  Could you be without it?  The body will die...eventually something will kill it even if it is old age.  So if you are able to see that you are not the body, again the investigation arises...if I am not the body...who am I?

The questions will continue to come...look at them...begin to ask "Who is aware of this?" To whom do these thoughts come?  Do the thoughts that show up actually reveal who you are or do they only reveal who you are not.  If it can change...then it is not who you are?

What Do I Know For Myself?

Is Everything Just A Reflection of itSelf?

I was told by my Teacher to do introspection on what I know for myself. To look and see if everything that I think I know...hasn't come from somebody else and that I have taken that information as truth and grown my own branches off of it and now say that I know something.

First, the main question is "Who am I?" and all other questions arise from the lack of investigation of that one question.

I know for myself...from investigation, that "I" "me" is a lie. In contemplation and meditation and in asking the question "Who am I?" there has yet to be an "I" that has revealed itself as something tangible. In all the searching all that has been found are thoughts that say that "I" exists. Where Descartes said "I think therefore I am." What has been revealed here is..."I" is a thought, and thought is not "real/tangible" so "I" do not exist...except as thought.

I am not a body, nor am I a woman, nor am I anything that I can tangibly explain to anyone...not even myself...who asks the questions...Who Am I?

Who is it that has inquired about the "I"?

So I do not know who I am...thoughts continue to come and say "I am this...I am that" and that is where I am but not who I am. I have sat here for years now...flipping back and forth thinking that I understand something and then recognizing that there has been another trapped laid and fallen for.

The quiet deepens here and there is an awareness that there is a pull more and more towards meditation...not for a purpose... just finding myself sitting quietly again for more than what once was and it is not to gain anything or to advance anywhere. It is as if the mind craves the rest.

This is a far as this will go this evening.

Sweet Dreams.

~Joysters

WHAT DO I KNOW FOR MYSELF?

I was told by my Teacher to do an introspection on what I know for myself. To look and see if everything that I think I know...hasn't come from somebody else and that I have taken that information as truth and grown my own branches off of it and now say that I know something.

First, the main question is "Who am I?" and all other questions arise from the lack of investigation of that one question.

I know for myself...from investigation, that "I" "me" is a lie. In contemplation and meditation and in asking the question "Who am I?" there has yet to be an "I" that has revealed itself as something tangible. In all the searching all that has been found are thoughts that say that "I" exists. Where Descartes said "I think therefore I am." What has been revealed here is..."I" is a thought, and thought is not "real/tangible" so "I" do not exist...except as thought.

I am not a body, nor am I a woman, nor am I anything that I can tangibly explain to anyone...not even myself...who asks the questions...Who Am I?

Who is it that has inquired about the "I"?

So I do not know who I am...thoughts continue to come and say "I am this...I am that" and that is where I am but not who I am. I have sat here for years now...flipping back and forth thinking that I understand something and then recognizing that there has been another trapped laid and fallen for.

The quiet deepens here and there is an awareness that there is a pull more and more towards meditation...not for a purpose... just finding myself sitting quietly again for more than what once was and it is not to gain anything or to advance anywhere. It is as if the mind craves the rest.

This is a far as this will go this evening.

Sweet Dreams.

~Joysters