I Used to Want to Know Things…
By: Nalini Macnab
Tags: Mindfulness, Inspiration, Life Lessons, Presence, Wisdom

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In the Buddhist traditions, it is a given that one passes on knowledge. Passing it on makes the acquisition of what to pass on yet another given… and on and on…

And, then, I came into the realization that consciousness doesn’t need to be passed on… neither by transference, which is not entirely possible, nor by a “pass” response. The double-entendre is priceless!

What was ingrained in my being for a few lifetimes or so, was my misunderstanding of Presence. My misinterpretation of something so simple… Mind does get in the way, mind you. It means well, the mind, and yet we trip over its parameters, perimeters and defenses.

The western world reveres the mind. I’m not saying the eastern doesn’t, mind you. Okay, I’ll stop with the mental masturbation. I so wish the great “minds” of the world would do the same… so it had better begin with me.

I mean, really, {yep, bad English and all} when has a patriarchal circle jerk ever solved one damned thing?!!! But I digress. {And, I’m speaking of systems here, not genders.}

My flowing out of “knowing” began with a vision…well, no, before that, but that was when SHE grabbed me by the scruff, shaking hard, saying “that will be enough of that!” I kept hearing Yoda’s words in my head “You must unlearn what you have learned…” And HERS. “You are mine.” And I despaired. I had spent this life and others immersed in the Oneness, and “knowing” it not… all the while yearning, striving, attempting to “know.” The human mind virus, the delusion of separation, persists through all traditions. Where would “I” learn differently?

And then, SHE began to shatter the “I.”

Some years into my transition, I met the first of two Apache medicine women who shook the foundations of my westernized mind virus in simple but surprising ways. The first reminded me of the Oneness of all of life, the sacredness of each and every living thing… and when I agreed with her, with tears in my eyes, she commented, “…yes.” Thanks, Kut. May your journeys in the Other Side Camp be wondrous and may you rest well from your labors.

The second, whose seminar on the mystical nature of bobcat/lynx medicine made sense of aspects of self I had been unable to grok/grasp, grinned at me out of the corner of her mouth, saying, “…well, you do have a little humility.” It tweaked my spiritual ego mightily, making us both laugh out loud. “You should see your face!” she cackled. “I don’t have to…” I groaned, “Faaaahhh. Direct hit!” And so, our 1–1 association began, as I learned yet another aspect of the Oracular gift, the mystical nature of All. Our. Relations. Her tradition prohibits widespread marketing of any kind, and so she remains anonymous here. Deep bow, my sister.

The Oneness, otherwise known as any deity you prefer, is everywhere, everywhen, and in every particle/wave of existence.

What I know for sure {thanks, Oprah} is that what I need to know will be shown to me when and as I need to know it. I haven’t watched the news in years. SHE works on a “need to know” basis and that basis is the foundation of my new/altered/chronologically advancing life. Yours, too, by whatever name you call it, or call, you name it.

We are what we have been looking for…and there are as many perspectives, points of view, and expressions of that, as we are.

We can heal from the virus of the desperate mind. One moment of Presence at a time. May we do so at lovespeed.

~ Namaste ~