Travel Photos from 2007 Posted

I finally got my travel photos from 2007 Posted:

http://gypsywizard.shutterfly.com

Enjoy the views!!!

Free Distance Energywork to Simplify Your Life

I put together a free distance energywork blessing to help you clean up the clutter in your life on all levels so that you are one with your spirit in thought, word, action, relationship, and surroundings!

Enjoy!!!!!

Check it out at: http://soulempowerment.wordpress.com/2008/01/30/clutter-be-gone-i-bless-you-to-be-unified-in-your-highest-spirit/

Blessing for Healthy Skin and Loving Touch!

This is a free blessing for you and for the world!

http://soulempowerment.wordpress.com

And Did I Mention... Read the Labels...

Really, amuse yourself sometime. Read the labels on your food purchases. Read the ingredients. You will find corn syrup, salt, sugar, strange fats at the tops of the lists of most processed foods. From ketchup (even though it counts as a vegetable!) to salad dressings to "natural" fruit juices. Yesterday I was in a bread store selecting some mass produced bread for my sister. I eyed the high-fiber version, thinking that would be good for the family. Then I read the label. Corn syrup! As often when one thing is added or promoted something ugly rears it's head! The low sodium things have excess sugar/corn syrup. The low sugar things, have excess salt. The organic food movement has brought "cane juice", organic sugar, "sea salt". I find them easier on my body, though I still prefer to cook/make my own things the best.

"Sea salt" may not be that much closer than iodized salt to things like Celtic sea salt as far as properties. Myself I prefer to get my sugar for the day out of organic raisins or sweet corn... those are the things I use to sweeten my foods. As far as "processed" sweeteners, I think brown rice syrup or barley malt suits me best. I never use them in my own cooking.

I've lived for years without sugar in my kitchen... well when I had a kitchen! The other day, I wave of information came out on email lists about drug resistant staph infections. A friend of mine said he had combated an infection with herbal medicines. He discovered it was imperative to eliminate sugar from his diet. It took him a year to heal. What intrigues me is if he had to eliminate sugar from his diet to heal, how much does mass consumption of sugar impair our immune systems?

I feel the difference in what I eat. It's proportionate. If I'm burning a lot of calories with exercise and down an ice cream... I probably won't notice it. But if I start having ice cream every day, I find it wears my body down. I find if I have been away from processed foods and sweets, they taste horrible when I try them. Yet if I eat them a few days in a row, I get used to them.

My approach is to avoid processed foods. I can whip up a vegetarian stir fry from scratch (fresh produce) in about 40-60 minutes, and that will be enough for a couple of days. It feels good, whole, tasty.

Experiment with yourself. If you are feeling great, no need to change anything. Love what you eat, and eat what you love.

Meditate, Meditate, Meditate

Speaking of advice for myself and other wanderers, whether it's about the world or about your armchair, what I continually find as I try to surrender to where my silly Spirit takes me... is that conditions often aren't ideal, or don't seem to be. Like for me sitting in the suburbs. Drawn into my Mom's healthcare.

But there is always one thing I can do. Well this is one of those one things that's five things. Meditate. Feel the Reiki. Be the witness to my life and thereby tap into the Unconditional Love and Joy around. The trick is to do whatever it takes to find that place of BEING, and then carry that way of BEING into what you are doing. Meditation is not an escape. Reiki is not an escape. They are tools to be Present. The trick is to learn how to BE and carry that BEING into the eye of the storm.

And at the same time, remember your power. Stop and set some intentions. Remember what reality you are choosing with your thoughts and actions.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Move your body.

Break the cycle.

Live.

Love.

Love.

LOVE.

BE.

Resources for the Wandering Mystic

I was feeling down the other day. Feeling a bit sure that I wasn't really nurturing myself in the suburbs here, yet feeling called to still be here to somehow help with my Mother's health care. My vision of being a wandering mystic is to appear out of the mist into peoples lives with a laugh and a rattle. Do some magic. Be compensated or know the Universe will plop down what I need for me around the next bend.

The reality is I'm sitting in the suburbs which I despise... give me a city or wilderness any day. My magical appearing lovers are not here. My never ending state of bliss is not here. My leaping, jumping, climbing, running like a 20 something backpacker full of yoga, light, love, physical prowess is not here.

I find myself sucked into the computer to write this, try to make it make money for me... affiliate programs, adsense,... nonsense. Researching a new bank for my international travels. Researching a PDA or Asus Eee 4G-Galaxy 7" PC Mobile Internet Device ( 512 MB RAM, 4 GB Hard Drive, Webcam, Linux Preloaded) Black for my travels. Spinning in my head. Sitting at this electric box. Maybe I don't even want to "do the computer". Maybe I don't want to get into depending on this for a money income reality. I get so little feed back from these writings, I don't know whether anyone cares. I realize I need to market them much more broadly. Not sure I want to. Not sure my writings are good enough. Do I want to take the time to make them good enough? Trying to remember that I have infinite abundance when my bank account is at $1300 and I'm so far below the poverty level it ain't funny... except it is because I'm probably one of the most free, well traveled people in the USA... and certainly in the world, considering the billions that live in "third world" conditions.

I sent out a prayer request for my Mother. I wish I could just shake a rattle, snap my fingers, and witness her heal herself in front of me like so many other clients have. But my Mom isn't so open to alternative medicine. I did Reiki her once several years ago, but received no comment. My insecurities come up when I think of offering it to her now.

I wish I could walk in a room like Jesus or Buddha and watch people heal. At the same time having fun and enjoying myself.

I haven't mastered that yet.

And so I was sulking two nights ago. Yet I put out a prayer request for my Mothers health and for me to get in my groove. I lay down to sleep and awoke two hours later buzzing with energy. Things were moving. I saw my patterns of worry. I saw how rather than center my life on the computer I might just walk out and BE and let clients happen. There is even a possibility to blend... to use the computer when I want to. Like at this moment I am getting a charge as I write.

I awoke the next morning, groggy from a night of broken sleep. I checked my email and found a letter "from an admirer".. a woman I had met in India briefly. I had hoped to visit with her more. She shined bright to me... in the midst of a long fast, just down from the mountains. It turns out that I have inspired her with my wandering mysticism... or rather my blogs of self proclaimed attempts at being a wandering mystic.

She was turning down a $95,000/year job because it was no longer calling to her, and she felt called to the life of a wandering mystic. Yet she wasn't sure what a wandering mystic is.

And so I pondered that a moment. I realized I don't really have a role model. I have faint glimpses of a dream of an old man roaming around the world carrying nothing because he is too busy living to record his life, too busy trusting and manifesting to carry much junk. Lovers appear for him do what he will. Money, food, material needs are fulfilled for him do what he will. He is an outdoor adventurer. He is a healer and show up to where he is called to help who he is called to heal. He is a gardener. He is one with the Earth. Something like a cross between Peace Pilgrim, a shaman, Woody Guthrie, Pan, Drukpa Kunley, Christ, Buddha, Aron Ralston, Walt Whitman, and John Muir with a healthy dose of Radical Faerie Magic! I've embellished that description more than ever before. I have a sense that that is to be me. And yet I feel like I'm not doing that yet. I guess maybe I have a process to go through to learn it. Or sometimes I think that is just not really me. I don't know.

In the meantime, I have thought of a few books that strike me as inspirations for the wandering mystic:

Carlos Castanada's books on Don Juan.
The Divine Madman - The Sublime Life and Songs of Drukpa Kunley
Diary of a Tantric Priestess
John Muir. Not sure what I read... autobiography or biography of him.
Mutant Message Down Under, Tenth Anniversary Edition
Peace Pilgrim: Her Life and Work in Her Own Words
The Songlines
Vagabonding: An Uncommon Guide to the Art of Long-Term World Travel
Leaves of Grass: The Original 1855 Edition (Thrift Edition)
The Wandering Taoist
The Way of the Wizard: Twenty Spiritual Lessons for Creating the Life You Want
Loving Comrades: Walt Whitman's Homosexual Loves (Garland Gay and Lesbian Studies)
The Wisdom of the Ancient One: An Inca Initiation


Movies:
Baraka
Koyaanisqatsi - Life Out of Balance
Latcho Drom
1 Giant Leap
Powaqqatsi - Life in Transformation

Websites:

This group tours S.E.Asia on bicycles! Sometimes street performers are the best mystics, using theater to heal:

http://myspace.com/cyclowns

This man is making a moneyless pilgrimage based on the idea of sharing. His website promotes sharing space:http://www.justfortheloveofit.org/p_story.php

Magical Mystical Country Creamer

Continuing in the vein of the mystical in the mundane, I encountered some real magic the other day. My 12 yo niece (who became vegetarian at age 4 when she found out that meat came from animals) was making a “milkshake” the other day. She was using something called “Country Creamer” since there wasn't any milk in the house. When I scoffed at the idea of making a milkshake with creamer, my niece exclaimed “It's Trans-fat free and sugar free!” I laughed in disbelief. “No, it is. It says so right there!”, she exclaimed pointing to the carton.

Thinking she was joking, I said, “Where?” and picked up the carton. I started reading the ingredients outloud, “Water, corn syrup, partially hydrogenated soybean and cottonseed oil. High fructose corn syrup, sodium caseinate (a milk derivative*), dipotassium phosphate, mono and diglycerides, sodium stearoyl lactylate. (*not a source of lactose). Then in bold print: 'contains milk'.” I didn't know if the “contains milk” point was a warning or an announcement.

“Where”, I exclaimed, “where's the milk? It must be in the caseinate, I guess.” I said to my niece, “No, it's not fat free and sugar free... it's full of corn syrup!” “Uncle Rob! It is so sugar free... look there!” she said... and pointed to the “Nutrition Facts” table on the carton. Sure enough, it said 0 grams of sugar! And 0g of Trans Fat. It did have 1.5 of total fat... nothing much. My jaw dropped.

I wondered in amazement at how this corn syrup laden cocktail could be sugar free. Now this is truly magic!

Meanwhile my nephew pulled out the mint, cookies-and-cream frozen yogurt. I considered indulging in some. Then I read the label: nonfat milk, sugar, cultured nonfat milk*, corn syrup, cookies (sugar, wheat flour, partially hydrogenated soybean and/or cottonseed oils, cocoa processed with alkali, corn syrup, corn flour, corn starch, chocolate, salt, sodium bicarbonate, natural & artificial flavor, lecithin), maltodextrin, calcium carbonate, cellulose gel, cellulose gum, mono & diglycerides, polysorbate 80, carrageenan, oil of peppermint, blue 1, yellow 4, vitamin A (*contains active yogurt cultures). I laughed at this magic... this stuff was more like milk and corn syrup with a dash of active yogurt culture! My mind went into shock worse than that from a cold mouth of ice cream at the thought of people who bought frozen yogurt thinking it was somehow healthier than ice cream.

Turns out the ice cream may have been the “healthiest” thing in the bunch made out of primarily milk and corn syrup.

My sister arrived home and was dismayed to learn that the Country Creamer wasn't cream and milk.. which is what one might assume “half and half” type products were. She happened to have another product other than “country creamer”, which called itself “half and half”. It's first three ingredients were nonfat milk, corn syrup, and cream. My sister was shocked to learn it wasn't simply milk and cream! She exclaimed, “I didn't know I was buying sugar or corn syrup!”

I grimaced at the thoughts of countless people buying these products, assuming they were simply milk and cream. I thought of all the diabetics who buy these things are are getting corn syrup without realizing it. Even sadder because the sugars somehow don't register on the nutritional labels. I thought of all the people thinking that this frozen yogurt was somehow healthier than ice cream. Reading juice labels makes me wonder how the FDA defines natural, fruit juice, and no additives. If you read your juice bottles, you will find it hard to avoid corn syrup. No wonder diabetes and obesity are burgeoning statistics. In researching proper water intake and hydration, I learned that drinking soda and juices is a major source of empty calories.

I thought of how these western products may someday overtake the third world, and how that might affect their health. Thailand and India already love their white sugar. Carnation sweetened condensed milk is quite popular in the street vendors of Thailand. In the Himalaya, a traditional soup was made with homemade noodles out of local grain flour. I noticed that in my recent trip I rarely found the homemade noodles in the soup... more often it was those little packets squiggly instant noodles. The homemade noodles fill me up... but those packaged ones don't stick to my ribs at all. Still, much of the diet in India and Thailand seems to be what I would consider “whole foods” made of fresh vegetables, meats, and whole grains. Corporate manufactured goods have made a few inroads with noodles and sauces, but the local vegetable and meat vendor still provide most of the food stuffs.

I don't know how I got started reading labels. I vaguely remember my mom telling me to check the salt and/or sugar contents on canned corn years ago. Somewhere along the line, I got so I always read the ingredients and nutritional content of whatever I buy. Somewhere I heard corn syrup wasn't so healthy and soon discovered that if you ruled out msg, excessive salt, sugar, and corn syrup, you would not buy much processed food. Even the “health food”, new aged vegetarian, and “organic” products are often full of “cane juice” or organic sugar. With the current understanding of fats, you might throw out the hydrogenated fats, and that would likely discard most of the grocery store. A year or two ago Hannaford Grocery started rating foods with a 1,2,3 star system according to the healthiest foodstuffs. It was quite admirable, as it pretty much dismissed the majority of the products they sold as being unhealthy! About the only thing that was considered healthy was fresh fruits and vegetables. I think pasta was neutral.

I thought everyone read the labels! I mean to me it's common sense. I want to know what I'm buying and what I'm eating. I learn interesting things about soymilks for instance. Filtered water is often the first ingredient. Second can sometimes be sugar or cane juice. Or it might actually be soybeans. I usually go for the brown rice syrup sweetened ones. Sometimes they are 80 cal/serving and other times up to 120 cal/serving. Some have more protein than others. So sometimes the bargain brands are just watered down! I especially enjoy reading the ingredients on things that say “just like Mom used to make”. They usually have something like modified food starch (which I've identified as a taste I don't enjoy), or di-postassium something or other that I never saw in my Mom's pantry.

I don't know how the FDA comes up with it's definitions. I read the ingredients on so called “natural” products and find things I wouldn't consider natural. Like cellulose in pre-grated Parmesan cheese; it keeps the bits of cheese from sticking together. I imagine cellulose also grates ones digestion! I've heard that “farm fresh” eggs can be up to a year old. I saw some goldfish crackers that said “natural”. They don't seem like natural fish to me! The flour in them is white and full of chemicals. Then they have baking powder, too. “natural” to me conjures images of whole grains, and simple foodstuffs. On a broader scale, it makes me think of things I could just pluck from the earth, though I am much too jaded now to expect that.

It's like the diaper service truck I saw that said “good for the Earth!” Like a truck and linen diapers somehow pamper Mother Earth? Now walking out and planting a tree, that might be good for the Earth! But extracting metals and chemicals to make laundry machines and soaps, and trucks and petrol, then burning coal to make electricity to pump the water out of the earth and spin the dirty diapers round and round, draining the soiled water into the ground, and bake them til they are toasty dry, to put them on junior's bottom? That's “good” for the Earth? I guess I'll go have a baby so I can help the Earth out! I know it's better than plastic disposable diapers. Just like “natural” gold fish are relatively closer to something that I might be able to produce on a farmstead.

I heard once that if you want something to have lots of flavor, you need salt, sugar, or fat. I don't think that's true. Look at a garden ripe tomato! But take a cardboard, factory farmed tomato, bred for storage and shipping qualities, and picked green, and you'd better add something to it! And so the food manufacturers do. If you ever take a break from processed foods, and reduce your salt, and sugar use, you will find that when you re-enter the world of processed food all you taste is salt or sugar. If you read the labels you will find, that the salt free things are laden with sugar, and vice versa. At first it will taste horrid to you. But if you keep at it a couple days, the processed stuff will taste normal to you. Plus they tend to be addictive... so you eat more and buy more. Ever wonder why it's hard to stop eating that bag of chips? There is even some evidence that corn syrup with it's empty calories keeps us hungry for more (http://www.thenutritionreporter.com/fructose_dangers.html and http://www.newstarget.com/003002.html)

Not that I put much stock in the Recommended Daily Allowances (RDA )since I heard it was based on what fattened rats up in laboratories (lately I read that it's recommended levels... not optimum levels), but if you look at (RDA) and the serving sizes of your chips or cookies, you will find you can easily get all the fat and salt you need, quickly! Not to mention, the serving sizes often have no comparison to how much people actually eat. If you really want your dose of salt, read the label on tomato and vegetable juices!

What gets me is things like why do they add sugar to raisins? I love plain raisins. They are naturally sweet. Like adding sugar to sweet potatoes. You take a perfectly good food, and smother it's flavor. Well, I'm afraid I know part of the answer. In vegetable seed production, it's known that shipping quality and storage life are inversely proportional to flavor and nutrition. Further studies have shown that chemically produced vegetables are less tasty and nutritious than their organic counterparts. And because our nation is addicted to having seasonal vegetables and fruits in all seasons from all corners of the world, no doubt the flavor is sacrificed. In other things, like peanut butter, the manufacturers sell off the highly valued peanut oil, and replace it with cheap hydrogenated fats. Americans can stuff themselves full of cheapened foods.

I don't really understand why the people making this stuff make it like that. Do they really think it good? Tasty? Healthy? Are they that callous? I guess I can understand if they really believe in their product. Like my sister told me of a major multivitamin that was reported to be un-assimilateable because of the binders. Why does the company sell that stuff? Don't they care about their customers.

I try to love what I eat. I realize that in the quantum paradigm I have some stories about food that may not serve me. And yet I feel like I usually feel better and things taste better if they are more simple and closer to whole, natural, identifiable ingredients. On one hand, I feel like if someone is vibrating in Unconditional Love and Joy, and really loving their boxed, manufactured cream pie that's full of some of DuPont's best chemicals for better living, then that's fabulous! They will live a long and healthy life. But if you are not believing in what you are eating, and you are not feeling well, maybe reading the ingredients and choosing things differently will help you feel better.

I'd rather have real cream, fat yogurt, and milk, than processed additive laden 0 trans fat mumbo jumbo. I do like yogurt, but am amazed at how hard it can be to find yogurt. The low fat stuff is full of chemical fillers, and often hydrogenated something or other. The fruit flavored yogurt is full of sugars or corn syrup. Give me the cream on top yogurt that is pure any day! It tastes real! Somewhere I read a few years ago that the homogenized fats simply pass right through the intestinal walls into the bloodstream, while the natural fats are too big and slide right through the body. And gee when I get some “real” ice cream or yogurt, it is satisfying.

A few years ago I learned that Celtic sea salt has the same mineral content as blood. Compare that to iodized table salt (sodium chloride). I was told that table salt strips minerals out of the body. Celtic sea salt is pricey, but it does taste different... more fulfilling. I compare how I feel when I eat a bunch of cheap chips versus homemade popcorn with Celtic sea salt... the Celtic sea salt feels better to me.

A couple of years ago, I went camping with some friends and was shocked at what they purchased in the grocery store. I would say we are shared similar political convictions, favoring sustainable, small scale growth. For me, a trip to the grocery store is about nurturing myself, and trying to support sustainable businesses. It is a form of political action. My friends went willy nilly through the store loading the card with cheap foods. I have a system. I read labels. I avoid msg, hydrogenated fats, sugar, corn syrup, excess salt, and corporate conglomerates. I read the price. I compare the quality and quantity of calories per dollar.

They picked out a some noodle soups, 10 for a dollar. I found some that were three for a dollar, minus the msg. Later I got a headache. I told one of my friends I thought it might be from msg. He looked at me, Mr. Empowerment, and said, “I am surprised at you. For someone so empowered, you have a lot of negative stories about food!” For several years I have pondered that. On one level, it is true. Ram Das' guru ate a sheet of LSD with absolutely no effect. The last couple of years I have attempted to transcend my food “issues”... to eat what comes my way. Yet in my travels I have found that I look young for my age and am quite healthy relative to other people. I have tried to trek and travel when conditions seem less than ideal. I have tried to pray my body into hydration, and nutritional bliss. I think what I have found is it doesn't work. That it is perhaps easier to just drink more water or eat more appropriately. And yet, I will admit that I believe that if I were truly vibrating at my highest frequency, I could transcend perceived water and food needs. The challenge is what to do when we aren't feeling that vibration?

I've run across similar challenges in other paths. At one point, I realized that if I truly wanted to live sexually transmitted love and joy, perhaps I ought throw away condoms. At one point, I realized that if I truly wanted to trust a loving universe and ingest only love, I ought to throw away my water filter and bottled water. It is the same with foods. The resolution I came to for such things was to be in the moment. If the room was vibrating in total love and I had no fear of STD or HIV, then, sure, throw away the condom. But if the back of my mind was more in the front and loaded with fear and worry, then keep the condom.

The water snook up on me. A few months ago I sat in a room in Rishikesh. My stomach upset, I popped a mint-gel cap in my mouth and realized I had no drinking water. My throat began to burn from the mint. Yet I was in the midst of a mystical state. My body vibrated in energy. I didn't want to run out for drinking water. A bottle of sacred water from the Ganga in Varanasi sat on my altar. A voice said, “Drink the Ganga water!”. I thought, “no way.” Then before my eyes flashed the vision I had held for myself to laugh at the idea of the loving Earth poisoning us with water. I realized that this was indeed the time to try it. I knew it was OK. Because I was in such a state that I had little doubt. I was feeling the energy of the Universe. I drank some Ganga water. I was fine. My stomach upset cleared.

And so it is with food. If you are happy and healthy, don't bother changing what you are doing! If not, you can change your attitude through meditation, or change your body with your food choices.

I sit and write this. I want to throw out my food judgments. I realize what I want to focus on is Being the Vibration. And yet there seems a dilemma in that. Making food choices that suit me can carry me into the Vibration from the ground up. Making mind choices, and Meditating can bring me there from the Spirit down. We cannot depend on outside sources for our joy, and yet sometimes they can catalyze us into our joy.

The secret is to be Present. Perhaps in one moment, the corn syrup product is the thing to eat... and another moment it may be the pure cream. You can take in the corn syrup and pray it perfect for your body...you can love it. And you can also make other choices in other present moments.

And now back to our regular feature... the Country Creamer! I am truly amazed at how the Country Creamer can be full of corn syrup and yet contain “no sugars”! That is a modern miracle! Truly more mystical than my wildest Reiki session!

Enjoy what you eat! And read the labels if you dare! Be Mystical. Be Sensible. Be Either. Or Both!!!