Everything we do is ecological, even when we pretend that it’s not. Freedom comes with realizing that we can choose in  what direction we create. Harmony with the complex natural order of this planet is my vote. And that takes humility in knowing the limits of our knowledge, and living a life of simplicity, in the midst of accepting our current milieu.


Their are sounds that lift us and sounds that ground us. And many others besides. Let us endeavor to listen, and become sensitive to our own ear, literal and metaphoric; so that we can recognize resonance and dissonance around us, choosing wisely with our intuition.


Physical movement brings us closer to ourselves and others. AcroYoga is like yoga, except that someone else spurs you to work out your karma, the karma that you weren’t really dealing with. It calls you to presence and attendance in the here and now.


Silence is normally the best answer to most predicaments, questions, and paradoxes. But occasionally, it makes sense to open the throat and communicate what has been brewing in the heart and mind.
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Root Flute

It’s been a while since I’ve posted, but I had to give a shout out to my homie Dan and Divya. Dan,   is one helluva sound healer. He does it right. All C# tuning. My homie itom lab would get a kick out of that. As a Hang and handpan player, and general musician, I’ve shared my portion of sound healings, and participated in some awesome ones and some I have not been so stoked on. but Dan’s approach is uncanny. Everything is in tune. He understands the deep shamanic principles that are also scientific principles of theta brainwave trance states, and knows how to deliver. If you ever get a chance to do a sound healing with him, do it. I’m still reverberating.  ...

what meditation is

“There are many concentration excercises involving coordination of breathing and attention. Many pseudo-Zen cults teach people to count their breaths and call this zazen or meditation, but concentration without insight is dangerous in that it actually hardens the shell of the ego and concentrates psychological pollutants rather than removing them.” -Wang-sung in Kensho: Heart of Zen. p....

The doldrums of zombie civilization

April 7, 2017 In the BART, I whitness an overweight, tatooed hispanic man with his girlfriend, unpacking a Blood PRessure Monitor. Every piece is wrapped in plastic. The monitor comes with bluetooth, the package reads. I see a Starbucks 12 oz. canned Mocha Doubleshot Energy expresso soda/coffee in his hand. He’s still wearing his pajamas. He has tattoos on his neck. The packaging of this product, the resources that went into building this blood pressure monitor, is further destroying the planet so that future people, irrespective of their dietary habits, will have heigher blood pressure. The 90 decibels the BART screams, also increases everyone’s blood pressure, including those little kids sitting with their mom in front of me, and that butch woman listening to her iphone, trying to blot out the sound. Noise-cancelling headphones be damned, the banshee wail of the BART prevents anyone from concentrating for too long, or letting their nervous system relax. This is just the way of things in late capitalism. This man, destined to die younger because of his drug use and obesity, high sugar intake and hot temper. Where hence the source? What is the cause in this twisted maze of causation? Who or what is to blame? It is here that such questions lose all meaning. Only that he must have come from generations of poverty—not just his family, mind you, but his society. Our society. An impoverished society that teaches that cutting corners and flipping quick tricks is any way to do just by any body, especially one’s own mind-body. The issues are in the tissues, my late friend Psalm Isadora...