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The inclusivity of waking up

By Lisa Meuser   You know how the old lineage of non-duality disavowed the body with such success? it makes sense- because when culture propagates dissociation, one doesn’t actually know what one isn’t including. All those head openings, going up and out, were perfectly delightful. Exclusion came easy. Non duality upholds “no separation”. But until one looks thoroughly in every nook and cranny, to see what might possibly not be included (subconsciously), there will be exclusion. Those old white men didn’t know how to include their looking into that which they’d separated so deeply from. It’s similar w/ the black lives matter and rape culture and homophobia and fear machine politics. It’s why we can’t just be “humanists”- because for centuries humanism excluded women. It just can’t be “all lives matter”- because for centuries that meant white lives. It can’t just be all life/love matters because GBLT lives and love have not been valued. Until we strip back all the entitlement and heavy duty power structures and propaganda, we can’t understand that white, heterosexual, male supremacy is what is largely running the world. It’s more than the 3%, because the 3% has infiltrated every nook and cranny of culture to get people to do their bidding. And we’re doing it, without knowing we are. We’ve got to wake up! We can’t see the dynamics when we’re so busy defending, hiding, pretending. “Oh, not me! that’s the other men. Oh not me! That’s the other white people! Oh not me! That’s other straight people!” Oh, but it is me. It is ME that is the problem. I must deeply look into me. And you must look into you. And, into “we.” Waking up includes exploring and journeying into everything. Every bit of entitlement we’ve gained from being white. From being men. From having money to feed and shelter ourselves and our children. From not fearing bombs dropped on us. It includes diving into every emotion, feeling, belief, addition, and assumption wrt who we are/what we take ourselves to be/what we take others to be. Inner and outer. Waking up is inclusive. It includes everything. It includes looking into everything you think you are, and into everything you think you aren’t. Thoughts, sensations/energies/feelings, ideas, mental fixations, memories of past, visions of future. Explore. Rest. Inquire. AND enjoy...

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Blurred Lines of Authentic Expression

This article was written by Lisa Meuser, a Senior Facilitator/Trainer of the Living Inquiries. Her website is www.integrativehealingnow.com. I have a client who was biologically born female and changed into a male through hormone replacement and surgery in his early 20s. As he [1] was growing up in a female form, she knew she was different from his peers for the simple reason that she was not attracted to men. She acknowledged her attraction to females in her early teens, was openly gay during high school, and had relationships with females. She continued to feel different, however, feeling she never fit in. She felt rejected at large from society, and even though her family said they accepted her as gay, she never truly felt accepted by them, or good enough. There was a general state of discomfort, of unease, experienced. There is a lot to this story that is missing with regard to all the various factors that were involved in her decision to become male. For the purposes of this blog post, I’m going to fast-forward to current times, a few years after the transformation from female to male took place. When I met Tim [2], he was seeking services for anxiety. I engaged in a number of different modalities with clients, and after discussing options with Tim, we decided on Living Inquiries, using the ‘anxiety inquiry’ along with the ‘unfindable inquiry’ (http://www.integrativehealingnow.com/addictions.html).  A lot of Tim’s anxiety was found in self-identification thoughts such as, I’m the one who is a freak, the one who is not good enough, the one who fears rejection, and the one who doesn’t fit in. Such thought patterns and deficiency stories are not unique to Tim. I’ve yet to meet a human on the planet who doesn’t have deficiency stories that they experience from time to time. However, sometimes these stories are very active, and the mind/body then references these stories constantly. These stories start to take a life of their own—as if they really are true—and it can seem to the holder of these thoughts that that they determine our lives and our experiences. The result of this can be anxiety, compulsions, addictions, depression, physical ailment, and so on. Tim’s deficiency stories from his youth were still quite alive. His current issues were mainly about fitting in, or more accurately, not fitting in. He projected his anger and frustration about this out into the world, onto the various people in his life—from family members, to people at work to friends/lovers, to large political groups. No matter where he turned, he felt excluded and rejected. And as was stated earlier, Tim had literally changed himself in the biggest way imaginable—his gender.  He...

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Coming Out, Getting Clean and Finding Buddha – Chris Lemig

Coming Out, Getting Clean and Finding Buddha – Chris Lemig

Chris Lemig spent twenty-three years of his life in the dark closet of addiction and self-hatred. After coming out as being gay in 2007, he discovered the teachings of the Buddha and never looked back. He is deeply concerned with issues relating to the mental and spiritual wellbeing of modern culture and is looking for ways to bring happiness and contentment back into our lives. Chris sometimes lives in India where he studies Tibetan language. He writes about coming out, sobriety and Buddhism on his blog http://www.thenarrowwaybook.com. The following is an excerpt from his book, The Narrow Way, a Memoir of Coming Out, Getting Clean and Finding Buddha. Chapter 18 Rebirth Time passes unhindered. When we make mistakes, we cannot turn back and try again. All we can do is use the present well. H.H. The XIV Dalai Lama Up, up, up I climb. Up into Rocky Mountain foothills; up into the heart of my fears and limitations. The whoosh of the highway is now far in the distance as the still air becomes thin and clear. Cool rivers of sweat pour from my temples running fast down my neck and back. Today, six months before heading off to India, I am alive! I walk a furious pace, over the craggy landscape, through awakening sage and scrub oak, bound and determined to conquer these seven miles that have turned me back a dozen times. But five months without cigarettes or liquor now and my lungs feel like new. I breathe in deep at the two-mile mark, the start of the long loop trail, and pause. I will not turn back this time. I will not give up. I have come too far, too fast. Five months old now. A new born and delighted at the rush of senses only just discovered. I think back, remembering that first day, the day of my rebirth. I can see myself coming home from the short vacation I took just after coming out. I thought I should celebrate. But now, standing outside the airport waiting for my ride, I look long and hard at the crumpled pack of Camels in my hand. My eyes follow down, down as they fall away into the trash and I dive in after them in my mind, trembling at the thought of walking the path ahead without my dear old crutch. But then a shout from my cousin’s husband in the pick up lane and I hop into the truck. “Whoa, you smell like booze!” he says. “One last bender,” I say. One last desperate grasp at the old way. One last bout with the hammer over my head.  But then I imagined my new life out...

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