taking the leap into the unkown

Why do we ‘take’ leaps?  Why don’t we ‘leave’ them?  Literally and figuratively.  Are we not leaving things behind when we move forward?  What are we leaping from and toward what?

Leaps seem somehow to be tangible opportunities as real as anything we can touch with our hands, yet they must begin as jumps from within.  In this way something enfolded becomes unfolded, like falling through the air into water far below - for a moment we are terrified and thrilled, saying inside, “I’m going to take a chance that I can get from here to there, even though I’m not sure how or if I’ll make it, and my own instincts scream opposition.”  The feeling of surviving is why leaps are so compelling that our lives eventually shape around them.  Ahhh, to have been afraid and come through alive, whole and exhilarated – courage rewarded with ecstasy.  {splash}

The moments I feel most transcendent ecstasy are when I feel like I see me in everyone, and often everything, else.  it’s a palpable recognition that I am, me: we.  One.  Can you make that leap?  Can I?  Don’t wait for some religious experience, just know that after enlightenment the world still looks like it does, light still behaves the same, and you are just as one with all that is as you were before.  This IS it.  {splash} 

Lately my internal verbal guidance comes with the voice of a man just like me, only wiser, who’s words wholly complete my experiences, brings me resolution, and organizes my disorganized reality enough to get me through another day still looking on the bright side.  Kind of like ‘Conversations With God’ but its for me and not Neil.  I’ll do an example right now while I write.

Me: “Do you have any suggestions of content that would further illuminate the subject heading for anyone reading?”

Me 2: “Sure.  Remind them how precious it is to watch a sunset or a baby coo and babble.  Let them know that that same ‘transcendance’ is available all the time as a way of life.”

And neither of those things I/we mentioned are ‘unknown’ either!  but have you ‘leapt’ into one?  Given yourself fully to the experience?  Best times of your life?  or are you falling off the back of the heaping wagon of natural riches and need to go out and get your fix right now?  Regardless, everyone has seen a sunset or a baby, and given our attention each is a whole world of wonderment.  {splash}

In this way – leaping with full attention into the known (personal e.g., who I think I am, what I think a day should be) I am unraveling the organized me, in a sort of farewell tour of my ‘old’ life, that is, life in the old evolutionary perspective – ‘the way its always been’.  leaping to reach for a new state of evolution, another step in the relatively brief journey of homo sapiens into a higher level of complexity of awareness.  The brain as a sensory organ.  This level requires little active thought.  More consciously receptive thought and action are the name of the game.  Reflexive support for or agreement with fear has been conquered by eons of hunting, warfare, civilization and economy.  Its the 21st Century, for Christ’s sake, and we’ve come a long way!  The time spent by those that have gone before us has given me (and anyone) the chance for freedom from fear in one’s daily life.  Now you can stand your body up not for fight or flight, or to better anyone but yourself.

{leap}

The hitch (yo, Ann Rand?) is that falling from this angle, I am You.  I find the water to be land and the enemy to be in my own heart.  Harm that befalls you is harm that befalls me, even if it takes me a while to eventually notice it, understand it and organize it into a new way of living and being, thinking and acting.  But such a leap allows me to truly see that pure, unadulterated self-interest (i.e., greed, defensiveness, narcissism) is counterproductive to any hopes for happiness I or those in my heart might have.  “Pursuit of Happiness” indeed!  Those old coots didn’t know the word L-O-V-E.

In this way the whole world is rising.  Even myopically self-interested systems have lead to more interwoven cohesion (see sociology and economics), and the necessary recognition that working well together is the only viable option.  Fear and violence no longer flies the flag far.  The human being has seen and heard too much.  We can hear MLK’s voice.  We can see Gandhi walk on film with our own eyes.  These raw, you-tubeable experiences are very real and tangible, open to leaving a direct impression.  People, many people, have publicly walked into freedom in our lifetimes, and left strong impressions very near to us.  Black Americans and South Africans, Nelson Mandela and Eastern Block Communists, The Beatles, Bob Dylan.  You can buy tapes by Deepak Chopra and Carolyn Myss and go study with energy healer Barbara Brennan.  Each separated from us by a thin veil, barely perceptible, for we are so close to just wafting through it ourselves.  See the whole final premise of the Celestine Prophecy.

In this way too, sacrificing your very life itself to a higher order becomes the very key that opens the door to the higher level.  But this no longer a simple sacrifice of flesh and blood, like war or toil.  The pain of revenge or hate or pride or hedonistic blood-lust are trumped by the joy of the soul at the experience of surrender to a greater power (see Alcoholics Anonymous materials)! 

So ask, if you should step forward with complete fuck-it-all passion, “Where is my deepest commitment?  Is it to stay safe from experiencing more fear or conquering and transcending fear itself?  Is it to experiencing more pain or rage or healing or transcending the sour pain of rage altogether?  Is it for pain you cannot even recognize?  Is it healing or transcending?  is there a diff?”

Besides, what do I do when I know the answer to these Q’s?

Forget them all and walk forward.  Let go of the stories altogether, say little, play lots, move on, jump again.   

Its not the recession, its The Progression.

Its not ’the recession’, its The Progression.

Its a chance to re-focus priorities; for prices to shift more toward what things are actually worth, rather than what uneven market leverage the sale price shows; for folks everywhere to go do what they’d rather be doing, since clearly they can’t just up and make money at a job they don’t really have their heart in. 

I have two friends that have thrown more pottery than ever.  They look happier than ever.  Small, local banks had banner years in 2008, and as an independant musician I find that my audience is as passionate about music as ever.  Maybe more so!

Remember when a family could afford a house that was a year or two’s salary, and a car could be bought for what you made in a few month’s?  Of course not, that was the early 20th century.  Seems that the attractiveness of debt has driven prices (and unnecessary sizes and features and more) up and up and up.  I’m looking forward to just buying a car with crank windows that has interchangeable parts I can work on and sips some alternate fuel.  Hey, I’m not saying we’re there yet…

…cuz its a Progression!

c u there soon enough, link

Published in:  on June 26, 2009 at 8:34 pm Leave a Comment
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Spiritual Shopping List

Mountain sunset carolyn
Pic of Mt Adams By Carolyn Ganus www.luckyplanetphotography.com

Many months ago now a friend of ours came to visit with his new girlfriend.  Things ended up gettin’ pretty metaphysical (happens a lot around here…) and I thought it would be fun for us each to make our own spiritual shopping list, ya know, to help us know what to really look for along the supermarket isle of life.   At the end of the night only Athena had finished, but mostly cuz the list was so stark raving complete.   Haven’t seen her since…

Light
Experience
Wisdom
Trial
Sensitivity
Sense of Self
Open Mind
Curiosity
Motivation
Love
Relationships 

Anything else we need at the store, honey?

Published in:  on June 3, 2009 at 2:34 am Leave a Comment
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Music is where REASON meets LOVE…

… and loving, compassion and the like, are the realizations of a free mind.

The highest function of reason is to reason itself out of a job.   My mind is like the captain of a ship, pouring over charts and logs, always plotting.  Alas, it miss-takes its ability to observe and describe for steering, when perhaps its best just to batten the hatches sometimes, or catch some rays on good sunny days.  It misses out on the one big observation worth having: that it is but a passenger, and in truth, there is no boat.

A friend once asked me, “What’s your favorite thing in the whole world?”  It took me a year to come up with my answer: A Song That Moves.  Moves my body, my heart, my… yes that too, but also… whaddayacallthat feeling… soul?  Being?  In the fantastic documentary Bluegrass Journey, songwriter Tim O’Brien comments something like, “Music gives people the chance to take some time and think about the really important things in life.”  Ya know that feeling?  Maybe when your mind is quiet for a while and suddenly, gradually, you may notice feeling lighter, easier, and the whisper that somehow all’s right with the world.  Well, brain?  What do you call that?   Can you scheme me there?

In the end, yes.  In 2003 I graduated from the four-year program at the Wakepoint School of Energy Healing (www.wakepoint.com).  I used to tell people that in some ways it was like I had believed beyond certainty that aliens didn’t exist, then was one day abducted, and now spent life resolving the dizzying fact that somehow something I was sure wasn’t possible, was.  Whaddayagonnado?  Let go of a lot of junk!  And uncover what it seems like every romantic knows, what every child knows, every mystic and shaman, passionate scientists at the top of their game, snowboarders on the perfect run, artists and musicians at the height of their craft, et al: there is something unseen and hard to name that is very real and nearly incomprehensible that stalks us all the time, that can be leaned on and counted on.  Among its hallmarks are a feeling of compassionate connection to all things, a reduction of stress, a sense of well-being and freedom, and an opening and emptying of the mind, to be renewed with fresh possibilities.  How did Miles Davis’ legendary ‘Rhythm Section’ know to change tempos so wildly and spontaneously, how does prog-blues virtuoso Jim McKeon (who I get to play with, beeyatches!!) know how to let notes fly like that?  Some call it mystical, I call it natural, and for a lack of a better word, I call it LOVE!

Music itself is an artform that comes from and heads right to this kind of transcendence, like the arch of a solar flare.  It can be reasoned down into all of its component parts – instruments, notes, rhythms, melody, etc – but in the end its the near magical sum of its parts that result in whatever that wonderment it is that makes it so enduring.  For me, its where I let go of understanding, where my mind works itself out of a job, where reason meets love.

- Lincoln

Published in:  on April 23, 2009 at 12:58 am Leave a Comment

Hello world!

Welcome to Lincoln Thinkin’.  This is a series of online, open emails to the world from, musician, performer, songwriter and avid thinker, Lincoln Crockett.  That’s me.

In Lincoln Thinkin’ we’re going to cover anything and everything that keys me up and excites me, and become an online repository for  perspectives modern and timeless on music, politics, the Pacific Northwest, home-recording, the creative process, healing, philosophy, metaphysics, America and the human condition. 

I hope to strike a chord with others who perhaps it could be said are building a new world right here at our own feet.  We’ve got a lot of ground to cover.  I’m looking forward to our first post soon. 

Take care,

Lincoln

Published in:  on February 16, 2009 at 6:07 pm Leave a Comment