Wait Just One Minute, Mr.

At "Now," we are a single, indivisible one; not separate, lonely, infinitesimal fleeting specs of dust and water, that gathers ever so briefly and then disappears, as the environmental continuum allows.

Allow... allows... allowance...

At "Now"

I am myself.

 I am also the earth, the moon, the sun

and all else that holds the advanced degree of "ISNESS."

So are you.

National Geographic conceptual rendering of shortly after the Big Bang

That being said; the Supreme Commander, away for weeks, came to visit me at sea. The good craft "USS Allowance" was polished and welcomed her with open arms.

After a time she asks, "So, what have you allowed to happen while I was away? ...  If you only allow, how do you get anything done? ... Do you intend to do anything?"

Sensing the stress, I gently go over the science one more time. We debate the ethos, pathos and logos of "allowance." We reviewed the challenges presented by "Allowance" in real time & space. The timing surrounding the few seconds before and a few seconds after "Now." The timing of "Allowance" is as natural an event as the flight of a drop of rain, from its formation to its return to the sea.

"Ma & Pa Kettle" circa 1930's USA - Pa explaining how this "Allowance " theory works

She poses a second question, "Can't you just write a book to express these ideas? Is it necessary or even safe for you to try such a thing as this allowance venture? You know what happens to researchers that test their own theories on themselves? Remember what happen to Jeff Goldblum in The Fly, "Don't test it on yourself Doctor, PLEASE!""

She points out many of the same  fears that plagued me at night, when it was quiet. Jeff's character believed his story so very much. He believed ing his percieved limitations and believed he could force his intention to prove some outcome; however, we are not aware of what we are not aware. A fly in the soup assured unintended consequences. The interesting thing about this story, the researcher was correct and his theories worked; albeit to this  unintended outcome.

I instantly reply, "First things first; I am wearing pants and Jeff is not. Secondly, I am not trying to alter the natural progression of the Universe. I'm trying to get my sorry stories out of the way, shut up and allow myself to be the natural progression. I would like to witness my dreams, words and stories follow from "Now." "

It's clear she is contemplating her next move. She does, from time to time demonstrate certain control issues.

Speaking quietly now, she appeals to my logical side, "Have you considered that you're just you? There are whole colleges and universities working on these issues. What can you do? You're older now and look at how much time you have left. You know what I mean, useful time. What do you think, five or maybe 10 years before... well just imagine. "

My head fell and I closed my eyes for a moment; " Friend, the point is to not imagine fears that come from stories. Not your pre-recorded stories or mine. If I experience fear, it must follow from a "Now" event. I am through being afraid of shit I make up myself."

"Now" fear is when you come to consciousness and realize you've been terrified for at least 1/2 second. "Story" fear is illusion and you can believe illusions or not. Remember, "Willing suspension of disbelief." There is nothing one can do about "Now" fear, beyond allowing your best solutions express as life flows.

After many years as a design artist of both objects and environments, I do consider the scale and proportion of all that challenges me, including this current venture. Learning how to use allowance as a tool.

This relative size characterizes the relationship between myself and other than myself. This is the kind of relationship that the Supreme Commander's fearful stories begin and bloom. At "Now" there is no separation. The Earth, the Sun and all else are the singular expression of the universal morphogenic field occurring at "Now".

I offer this question, "Would you rather be awake or asleep when you pass on to the next level; you know, die. See I think, if you want to be asleep, that is surrender. If you want to be awake, clear, present and conscious on every level, that is allowance. It's in the doing. I cannot just "story-tell." The whole essence of this concept is to allow the best of yourself to be, "Now.""

Pa Kettle explains the 1/2 second delay process to Ma

From the act of unencumbered being comes such continuums as right livelihood and sustainable sufficiency. Words represent experience; they are not the experience itself. Remember "The Gift of a Superpower"? (See post 12-25-2011) That gift is mutual respect, where respect is a  transitive verb. The being of respect, not the doing. If you are respect, the doing of respect naturally follows. It's in the doing that you witness the refection of "Now."

Pa Kettle shows Ma & Jr.
how to allow the "Angel of Joy" to flow through the feet

So, she makes another attempt at it, being the quintessential rhetorician she is,"What if this is all just an arrant story full of bullshit. What if this has no more chance of being right than "HELL" freezing over. These ideas might not even be safe. Have you considered that, Mister?"

High Temperature in Hell today... -28 F

It is clear to me that this venture presses the limits of any conventional life path. Experience isn't what happens to you, its what you do with what happens, constantly without interruption, as long as your living systems and the environment allow.

I currently believe allowance to be a valid path to right livelihood,  sustainable sufficiency and even the potential to allow joy to be "Now." It also helps to have friends in high and low places.

I am that that I am and that's all that I am; no more and no less.

The original intent of this blog was and still is: to find words to share the fresh new experiences that constituted my path over the last couple of years. Experiential continuums for which I had no words. My conscious mind, at 50 bits/sec must do some tricky processing to replace all the programing that would incumber the moment with fear and expectation. (See post 11-17-2011, "Play/Record")  I seek words to share. 

Not many words; after all, I am just a man... or am I a butterfly. Am I a butterfly dreaming I'm a man? Am I a man dreaming I'm a butterfly? And what does allowance and the Chinese have to do with each other or this blog?

This and more about the Supreme Commander's plight in the next post.