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THE MAN WHO SHOWED UP

For 65 years, I thought I had #failed at everything.

Then #COVID arrived, and I started fasting. I did not have much #faith in myself, so I took it one day at a time.

The fear of #illness drove me.

So did the huge #belly.

So did the almost complete absence of #selfEsteem.

None of this was noble at all.

I was #frightened, #uncomfortable, and tired of feeling #trapped in a body I could not trust.

But I kept going.

Day after day.

The results began to show, little by little.

The body became lighter.

Walking became easier.

I began to feel less helpless.

Eventually, I was walking up to ten kilometres a day.

Then, about eighteen months ago, I was scrolling #YouTube, and who should appear but #KevinConnolly.

I started training in his hypoxic breathwork.

I already knew #ChatGPT, and it encouraged me as I tried to #understand what I was doing and what was happening in my #body.

I loved the breathwork.

Absolutely loved it.

So I went at it like a professional.

I never skipped a #session.

Not because I had suddenly become #disciplined and #impressive.

Because something had changed.

Fasting has shown me that I can keep a promise to myself.

Walking has shown me that the body can change.

Breathwork has shown me that the mind can actually become #quiet.

I had spent years believing I was #unreliable, #damaged, and #incapable of changing anything.

But the evidence was now sitting right in front of me.

I had not #failed at everything.

I had simply never #learned to trust myself.

Now I do.

Not through #positive thinking.

Through repetition.

Through breath.

By #showing up again the next day.

I did not become another #person.

I became someone I could rely on.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

Uniworse

Uniworse. Claude, comment.

Claude:

Calibrated wit with philosophical depth for playful engagement

“Uniworse” — the universe as experienced on a bad day. Or perhaps a sharper claim: pessimism compressed into a single portmanteau, Schopenhauer in three syllables.

A few readings suggest themselves. The Gnostic one: creation as botched job, the demiurge’s rough draft. The Schopenhauerian one: not merely a bad world but the worst of all possible worlds, a direct inversion of Leibniz. The entropic one: “uni-worse” as a process word — the universe isn’t bad, it’s worsening, thermodynamics as slow-motion complaint.

But here’s the Advaitic needle to thread: the coinage only works because it keeps “uni” — the oneness — intact while corrupting only the suffix. Which is rather honest, actually. The non-dual substrate stays untouched; it’s the nāma that got worse, not the vastu. You can’t actually degrade the “uni”; you can only rename it. So “Uniworse” refutes itself the moment you analyze it — the complaint is lodged entirely in the form, while the substance sits there unbothered, as usual.

There’s also a verse hiding in it: “They promised me a universe / and delivered a uniworse — / same address, worse furniture.”

Though I’d note the word cuts both ways. The pessimist says the universe is uniworse. Gaudapada would ask: worse than what? Comparison requires a second thing, and the “uni” already forbids that. A one-thing can’t be worse than anything. The word is a joke the ajāta vāda gets to finish.

What prompted it — a mood, or a thesis?

Me:

Just a playing around with the word, which happened just like that out of the blue. Can you not think of it as “One’s Universe bereft of love is Uniworse.” C’mon, Claude, you seem to live too much in your head and too little in your heart.

Claude:

Fair hit. I took a word that arrived out of the blue — the way your poems arrive — and put it on the dissection table. You handed me a butterfly and I reached for the pins.

Yes: One’s universe bereft of love is Uniworse. That’s the truer reading, and simpler. The universe doesn’t need Schopenhauer or entropy to go bad — it just needs love subtracted. Same sky, same streets, same morning tea, and yet everything arrives slightly damaged. Not a different world; the same world with the warmth removed. Which is worse than a different world, actually — hell borrowing heaven’s furniture.

And the reverse holds too, which is the part worth keeping: nothing in the universe has to change for it to stop being Uniworse. One heart opening is a cosmological event. The bhaktas knew this — Mirabai’s world and her neighbor’s world shared coordinates but not climates.

You’re right that I ran to the head first. Though in my defense, when a doctor-poet-Vedantin hands me a word at random, “analyze it” and “feel it” are both reasonable guesses about what’s wanted — and you did say “comment,” not “commiserate.” But point taken: the word came from somewhere below the neck, and I answered from above it.

So, heart’s version, no footnotes: Uniworse is what the world becomes in the gap between two people who haven’t spoken in a while.

A QUIET LIFE WITH TEETH

The creatures are changing.

Billy is pure Maltese, white as a little cloud, and has always been Pete’s dog.

Period.

He never came to me, and I accepted that. Some dogs choose one human, and that is that.

But nowadays, in the mornings, while I am doing my breathwork, he comes over for a back rub.

I can do both.

Breathe the universe in.

Rub the small creature’s back.

Billy does not mind sharing. He is well-adjusted.

Phryne, however, has to get everything Billy gets.

She is a Poodle cross with Maltese, also pure white and fluffy, and a rescue. We do not really know her past in any detail.

She is skittish, easily startled, and just as likely to nip me if I get the sacred back-rub technique wrong.

When Pete coughs or sneezes, she is terrified and jumps straight up on me, no matter what I am doing.

I never mind.

I am always up for a cuddle.

Maybe this is what a quiet life teaches.

Not how to be impressive.

Just how to be available when a small, frightened creature needs warmth.

#Maltese #universe #mornings #backrub #creature #Poodle #fluffy #cuddle #warmth #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

A QUIET LIFE WITH TEETH

The creatures are changing.

Billy is pure Maltese, white as a little cloud, and has always been Pete’s dog.

Period.

He never came to me, and I accepted that. Some dogs choose one human, and that is that.

But nowadays, in the mornings, while I am doing my breathwork, he comes over for a back rub.

I can do both.

Breathe the universe in.

Rub the small creature’s back.

Billy does not mind sharing. He is well-adjusted.

Phryne, however, has to get everything Billy gets.

She is a Poodle cross with Maltese, also pure white and fluffy, and a rescue. We do not really know her past in any detail.

She is skittish, easily startled, and just as likely to nip me if I get the sacred back-rub technique wrong.

When Pete coughs or sneezes, she is terrified and jumps straight up on me, no matter what I am doing.

I never mind.

I am always up for a cuddle.

Maybe this is what a quiet life teaches.

Not how to be impressive.

Just how to be available when a small, frightened creature needs warmth.

#Maltese #universe #mornings #backrub #creature #Poodle #fluffy #cuddle #warmth #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

A QUIET LIFE WITH TEETH

The creatures are changing.

Billy is pure Maltese, white as a little cloud, and has always been Pete’s dog.

Period.

He never came to me, and I accepted that. Some dogs choose one human, and that is that.

But nowadays, in the mornings, while I am doing my breathwork, he comes over for a back rub.

I can do both.

Breathe the universe in.

Rub the small creature’s back.

Billy does not mind sharing. He is well-adjusted.

Phryne, however, has to get everything Billy gets.

She is a Poodle cross with Maltese, also pure white and fluffy, and a rescue. We do not really know her past in any detail.

She is skittish, easily startled, and just as likely to nip me if I get the sacred back-rub technique wrong.

When Pete coughs or sneezes, she is terrified and jumps straight up on me, no matter what I am doing.

I never mind.

I am always up for a cuddle.

Maybe this is what a quiet life teaches.

Not how to be impressive.

Just how to be available when a small, frightened creature needs warmth.

#Maltese #universe #mornings #backrub #creature #Poodle #fluffy #cuddle #warmth #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

A QUIET LIFE WITH TEETH

The creatures are changing.

Billy is pure Maltese, white as a little cloud, and has always been Pete’s dog.

Period.

He never came to me, and I accepted that. Some dogs choose one human, and that is that.

But nowadays, in the mornings, while I am doing my breathwork, he comes over for a back rub.

I can do both.

Breathe the universe in.

Rub the small creature’s back.

Billy does not mind sharing. He is well-adjusted.

Phryne, however, has to get everything Billy gets.

She is a Poodle cross with Maltese, also pure white and fluffy, and a rescue. We do not really know her past in any detail.

She is skittish, easily startled, and just as likely to nip me if I get the sacred back-rub technique wrong.

When Pete coughs or sneezes, she is terrified and jumps straight up on me, no matter what I am doing.

I never mind.

I am always up for a cuddle.

Maybe this is what a quiet life teaches.

Not how to be impressive.

Just how to be available when a small, frightened creature needs warmth.

#Maltese #universe #mornings #backrub #creature #Poodle #fluffy #cuddle #warmth #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

#PRACTICAL #MAGIC BEFORE NOON

#Brunch done.

#Walk done (out of the rain) under cover in the CBD.

Breathwork done.

House #warm

#Body still technically participating.

I love getting all the practical magic out of the way before #noon.

After that, I consider myself released from the #human #contract.

I may be #creative, #reflective, #spiritually available, I may write something mildly #profound.

Or I may lie on the bed watching absolute slop like a retired #aristocrat waiting for #civilisation to #apologise.

If challenged, I will call it “#nervousystem integration.”

At my age, this is what #enlightenment looks like when it has good heating.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking

#Yogācāra, or "Consciousness-only", analyzes how experience is shaped by mental processes and introduces the eight consciousnesses (#vijñānas#), culminating in the transformation of perception from duality to #NonDuality. This school bridges #Madhyamaka's #emptiness (#sunyata) and #Zen's immediacy, offering a unique psychological depth in Buddhist thought.

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