Buddi meetings

This Blog is a re-issue and edited from July 2, 2004-the syncronicity and repitition of some issues amazes me, as the same finger, the at times obscene digit was red, heated, angry and swollen and ...Well the finger has relaxed. I have a bend that will grip a shovel, hammer or stick and allow that opposable thumb thing to work.


We no longer have a ... Wizards group that mets Sunday. My praise of the buddi explodes when buddi’s become a group. We meet the last Sunday of each month. There are a dozen of us, and 6 or 7 always show up. We share what we are experiencing, what we are working on, how the work goes, where we’d like to go, tools and insights. Guidelines are personal honesty, and attentive listening. Its gossip free and feels like we are a team or family of humanity. There is magic in the nature of insights and support we offer each other. And its funny, consciousness by its contradictory nature is a humorous study.

I shared my finger thing, the incongruity of being happy and giving the world the FINGER.
We heard successes with Landmark Forum, of a psychic worthy of a daily visit, personal appreciation as a spiritual gigolo, some Jewels of Human Culture, compassion, persistence, the Book-Power vs. Force by David Hawkins, how to be ‘Chronically in Transition’, what it is like to have the ‘Habit of taking the Stress Route’. And from an angel who came into this life so responsible, she changed her own diaper before age two.
We branched into other roads that led to an Enlightened Planetary Civilization. After all an EPC is still an EPC no matter what the road, and tools that clean ones home space can often be applied to clear ones psychic space. EPC starts in consciousness, and ultimately lives in consciousness.

I worked on a belief the “Big Change only occurs with pain.” I was someone who resists change without pain. Hmm, could this have anything to do with an arthritic condition? I believed people stayed in relationship till it became too painful. Feels like what I am doing at the salon.
“Duh, I want to change, but must create pain to do it”, says Homer.
Is there another belief I’d like to have?
I now willingly accept big change.
So now with my finger flexing, gripping, strumming, snapping, throwing, rolling, free to wave graciously and move from the torture of ambivalence into The Checking Back Inn.

Tomorrow I will love being back in step classes. I’m an aerobics nut, a show off with fantasies of being discovered, a Rockette in Concord. I love those moments when the class is N’Synch, all us short, round, tall, skinny, and me being the one guy sweating to the oldies.
Being away from the club for a month is a new moment to remember what it was like, and observe what it is now. I feel good that I can still do a full hour class, but I am more careful toward full impact and those dsquats.. My attention is different. I do the routines not to be seen, but to practice using and investing my attention. I can be more precise, more persistent in learning a routine, and more appreciative of all the different levels of students and trainers.
I have recovered something lost, my dance, polished a skill, refining a way of being. Its not just aerobics, and a work out club, it’s a new me in an old place. Not out of place, but a place to make a new fit.
I’m going to translate this feeling back into all of life. I’ll make it new, my attitude, a newness in familiar setting. An appreciation of being an independent businessperson after declaring
Independence day. I’ll remember:

When we perceive that the only difference between any of us is belief, and that our beliefs can be created or discreated with ease, the right wrong game will wind down, and world peace will ensue.”
Namaste,
Gary