Daniel

I met Daniel a few times.

Had similar experiences to him. Found myself on a transformative journey that led me to him but what appeared to be a sequence of shear coincidences that I could hardly explain to you in this note.

My wife and I are just points of consciousness in space, given spirit and body to help our children grow and strengthen the balance of masculine and feminine with integrity and compassion. Daniel had a difficult experience as a child, and is seeking that balance within himself, all the while informing the world of what he hears through the grapevine.

I consider every action in life, a choice that perpetuates and weaves the ongoing fabric of our reality architecture. We are all woven together, and no actions ever go unnoticed. My personal experience with Daniel was watching children not much older than my oldest daughter, likely in their late teens, listen to him share the wealth of perspectives he offers in small groups, stirring their passion for transformation, for change by day. I felt a level of wounded exclusivity creating itself around them, re-creating the timeless pattern of 'us v. them'. Knowing what I know about history throughout the ages, I felt a sense of disappointment that a group claiming to be so 'evolved' was just repeating the same old shit. I asked the universe around me for a chance to see something different.

One night, in Maui, I lost my $5 flip flops in a pile of shoes at the Mystic Garden Party. I searched everywhere for them. People were all over the gym where I'd left them. Piles of bodies in listless bliss were enjoying the scene. For whatever un-coincidental reason, I found myself standing over Daniel with his hands all over a young woman in her early/mid twenties.

It wouldn't bother me if I wasn't a father staring my three kids in the eyes, and working tirelessly to give them a day on Earth filled with love, with responsibility for our influence on the Natural world, with unity and compassion. Knowing that someone out there is wandering the planet, gossiping revolution and full of talk that is no different than what's been done in dualistic realms for thousands of years is important to me, because my children will survive me for generations. It is much more important for the models of masculine and feminine archetypes to walk the walk. Talk is cheap. Gossip is free. There are no such things as bad words, only bad deeds.

Daniel is a human, not a God or a god. Nor is he more enlightened than someone who has understood that reality is ours from the time we are born, and we are the architects of our own co-created circumstance from day one. Our parents are the models of our progeny, and as such our behaviors are paramount to the experience of the world.

Before we are anything we are human beings. Within us all, there rests the vortex of consciousness capable of all that is imagined and inconceivable to the mind that doesn't grow. Psychedelics, drugs, and foods are powerful tools for shamanic experience, but they are not a shortcut to enlightenment. Nor are they rites of passage for a wounded man. WE need to teach our selves to be free through our expression, our art, our invention, and balance within love.

Daniel, though he may realize this, is on the boundary of the evolved, and the evolving, sharing with the world because his reflection is of a world that needs changing, that has not changed. But we are here, we've always been. This moment, barring the manmade credo of time, is the beginning. It always will be. And we've always been here in the garden. Together. In space. There's no us and them. There is no escape. No other system to run to, no war that needs fighting.

Look at Earth from the other Galaxies around us. You will see a point in space so small it is practically invisible. Yet it is the home to the entire history of our experience. Home to millions of species that are each a consciousness in balance, yet we humans still divide ourselves with barriers in our minds, and we are capable of reversing entropy in any way, in any capacity.

Everything always begins now.

I love Daniel. I know he came to a realization with his daughter that he needed to do something about the world he perceived, anything. I'm happy that he exists, and that he has the courage to speak for himself, paving the way for others, even myself to make a statement on what we perceive is happening around us in this mystical ocean of chaos.

I have a blog on http://bartkno.ws where ironically, I just reflect on what I experiences with my family and life.

Thank you Daniel. There is no end. Only room for beginning.