Ted Seymour - Explorations of Truth
So I am off with Sonia to Portugal to the European Rainbow gathering and, while still at the airport in England I am feeling the stirrings of openness happening within me. It is related to the experience I had in Glastonbury (see: “Closed Minded with Geomancer’s In Glastonbury, England“) where I was harboring skepticism about […]
Something is amiss in the mists of Avalon, a.k.a. Glastonbury, England, and it’s either me or new age spirituality. I just don’t seem to have much accordance with crystal healers and chakra aligners, and this place is teeming with them. So as I see it, either something is up with the segment of the populace […]
This is a topic I don’t particularly want to write about. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if whatever comes out here gets dutifully apportioned to the recycle bin. It’s a topic I don’t like, and don’t even want to attend to, which in a way makes it more important for me to write about […]
I just recently finished a 9 day retreat, and while on that retreat, I somehow became more oppositional than I have ever been. It was so strong that I could hardly sit in the main meditation/teaching hall, and certainly didn’t want to listen. A voice and a power has been arising in me which rejects […]
Of all the phrases in the English language, “I love you” seems to be one of the more challenging ones to say. “I love you” is very different than “love ya” or even “I love you too.” When I send a card to someone or perhaps an email, sometimes I’ll sign it “love,” or “love […]
I don’t fully understand why people lie, why they are so afraid of the truth. I continue to become more and more a fan of it. The more I write this blog, the more I am beginning to see that truth is just another word for reality. If something is true, then it is real. […]
The main issue that continues to arise for me lately is that of maturation and finding my own true voice. I’ve been practicing saying what is true for me while confronting the fear of losing love and being rejected. I have to say it has been incredibly difficult and surprisingly liberating at the same time. […]
Strange how time flies. Today would have been my mother’s 90th birthday, were she still alive today. I’ve been listening to Michael Franti music when I run along the ocean lately. Actually, since I listen to his music as I run, it usually turns into more of a dance in a general direction than a […]