I Want to Live the Grand Drama of Existence!



Listen to Episode 17 I Want to Live the Grand Drama of Existence!


You never get over the astonishment of realizing that you are the eternal, absolute spirit walking in the world to live the life of an awake, knowing being. Yes, the creator of this cosmos, the original one, the God of gods, the pure knower, the infinite one is you, when all the mental coverings are pushed aside! That's who you are and that's what's going on! Listen to the intro carefully! Asleep in our life stories, the grand drama goes on but outside of our awareness. Once you start to wake up, you feel the waves of being move through you imbued with a huge desire to be one with it all. Let the mystery begin! Let the mystery take hold!

The Never to Return Deep Meditation



Ep 16 The Never to Return Deep Meditation



Once you have decided, once you know this is it, what is it you expect to see when you take one last look over your shoulder? You have discovered at last that the world you have lived in is one whole thing, like a box, one total reality which you are finally ready to step out of. You are no longer embedded in its stories. You have faith that in the beyond, there will be pathways, august beings, perhaps the one grand being that lords over all. You don't know. Transcendental realities have been your life goal, your purpose, and now there is no turning back. Decades of pretending, of waiting for the right moment, of assessing how much more you need to do, whether this is the direction your life has taken. Has it really come to this? And what about love? A deep diver letting go of the line and stretching out to the unmoving waters. 

The Last Meditation





Don’t you want to know why it didn’t happen, sitting in your car at a four-way stop, your turn? You drive to the town square. It’s empty at 5 pm. You stand there looking at the benches and the gazebo, remembering when the square was full of noise and bands and kids chasing each other. You know those benches. They’re like the one in your mind, where you have been sitting for ten, twenty, thirty, forty, or fifty years, poised for the next meditative dive into the promise that has kept your heart pumping, beat after beat, living off the knowledge, the deep stirrings, the friendships with those who also know what you know and the how but who are still there with the same unfulfilled eyes. You look around. You don’t see them but you know they are all there on those benches. Saving room for the young ones, especially those who are being writhed into existence as you think.

Don’t you want to know why it didn’t happen? Feeling that stirring in your loins again, kids laughing in front of the store across the way? Still there. Was it that? Should I have headed to the forest or to the ashram to stave off the dark desire? All around you and the empty square, hundreds are doing the deed in locked rooms as your mind torques on the question. Yes, impossible without tying yourself to the mast as your ship is being tossed about in the raging sea. And even then, the mast always breaks.

Never mind. You close your eyes. Habit as much as anything. After ten thousand dives, it’s never been easier. Maybe after this one, you will push everything behind you and go backslapping with Zen monks in exotic marketplaces, or head into the mountains to exclaim the glory of your enlightenment to the gods, dance with Shiva among the stars, take target practice with Arjuna in the deep forest as the brothers look on with glee. Maybe.

Your mind goes quiet, and the silence rolls in, peaks of emptiness, troughs of illusions, gods, witches and goblins, the lineages of masters, rutting teens on their way to sameness and death, and the waves of love, your love, pulsing through your heart as you lie helpless on the shores of the unknown with the ancient buddhas. Why don’t they speak? Why? Why? I want to know! Return to the bench? Never! I would rather die than return to the bench! Lie here forever! Aching forever!

Or just step off . . .

When Hope Is In Full Bloom





In the very early hours of this morning, I received an invitation from my old time Transcendental Meditation friend Art Cohen to become a member of the Facebook group entitled The Roots of TM. To my delight, but not surprise, I found that I was already a member.
That might seem like a cursory interaction, but it wasn’t. Embedded in this impulse to communicate was an impulse directed to me to sit in TM for another dive into the root of my being. Maharishi always said, “Water the root and enjoy the fruit.” And so it is.
At 5:30 in the morning, I felt a bit groggy and the meditation shawl with which I had wrapped myself for tens of thousands of hours of TM was in tatters and unavailable for this voyage; nevertheless, wrapped in a new blanket, I leaped off into the divine waters and was soon spread out in the many dimensions of transcendental consciousness, which contained “work” I had done as a spirit acutely awake to the grand drama of my existence in this world.
Meditation, of course, is only the initial stage of exploring the root system of transcendent realities, which I have come to call the quantum cosmos. This is not TM language, but no matter; stepping off into the unknown leaves all language behind and requires a fundamental shift in one’s understanding and experience of reality. Maharishi sought to prepare us for that shift by describing higher states of consciousness in great detail, but once the experiences start to take hold, no definitions or flow charts can show the way.

One of the bounties of TM, besides the technique, is the connection with the holy tradition of masters of the Himalayas, who are the conduit of divine intelligence descending into the lower planes for you and me to access. These masters, who are lovingly invoked in the initiation ceremony, fill the meditator with the ancient wisdom that meditation has brought to devotees of the divine for millennia. It is up to the meditator how much he or she wishes to integrate this flow into daily life. What a great spiritual challenge this is!

These masters who access us in our daily lives are just the leading edge of a vast array of ancient beings who are there to awaken aspirants to the “root system” of reality embedded in the infinite silence. When one steps away from the familiar self into the unknown, one is accompanied only by faith in one’s master and love for the hidden lord who is behind all that is. The only way I can describe what this stepping away feels like is to bring up a movie I saw, Ender’s Game, in which the main character, Ender Wiggen, steps out of a one-g gravity situation on a space station into a zero-g environment. He has no handholds and the ways of navigation are entirely different from what he is used to. Nevertheless, he learns. And he is good at it!

There are many lineages of masters who have learned to navigate outside political and religious indoctrinations and constricted beliefs about reality (a zero-g environment) and brought solutions to painful living to those who open channels of light to them. My friend Art has two connections to the divine, one through the great sages and rabbis of the Jewish tradition, and another through the holy tradition of masters of the Himalayas. The great masters who work with me chose Art to communicate to me their intent for this meditation this morning. Why? TM, I expect. Anyway, it matters not because the truth behind all this is that “I love you, Art! And thank you for the waters that flow through you to me. Shalom and Jai Guru Dev!”

Ringing the Bell of God



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Ep 15 Enlightenment and the Gaze from the One Beyond

Who has gathered enough information from spiritual practice, studies, scriptural proclamations, and anything else that might prompt one to say, “I know God”? You can’t gather enough information of any kind that allows you to proclaim knowledge of God. Knowing God is the most intimate experience one can have and you can’t discuss it over the table, or write a book about it, or go on TV, or for that matter, run a podcast about it.
The Invisible Room Podcast has wonderful information in it, but it is beautifully free of indoctrinated statements, scriptural witnessing, or anything else to imply that the value of listening to the audio or reading these occasional remarks provides information that is worth communicating for its own sake. Except the fact of the invisible room. Beyond that fact, the rest is singing out notes of consciousness in order to set up resonance inside the consciousness of the listener. The note “A” is the note “A” no matter what instrument carries that note.  If note “A” feels god-ish in me, then it might feel god-ish in anybody.
Spiritual development involves changing one’s vibration so that one knows the information of “A” and other notes and chords that comprise the song of reality. All one must do here is to listen or read and feel the vibration; the information is secondary, furniture brought into the invisible room that one might come to know that the invisible room exists.

I am not famous. I have not published books. I am not lined up for tours or talk shows, or anything along those lines. I do not give workshops or courses. I do not have a Ph.D. in any subject remotely related to spiritual awakening. All of those activities are for promoting and preserving the words. What I do is sing reality words, and podcasting is my instrument of choice. It’s perfect for singing operatic stories about reality and travel through different dimensions of reality singing those songs. I sing that your consciousness might become unstuck from the cacophony of collective sounds that have become a fixed reality for seven billion people. Just let it vibrate inside you, never mind the words. Your divine source and center will do the rest.

I sing “God” songs for anybody who wants to close their eyes, lean the head back, and hum along. Are these vibrations “God”? Will God come to hear you sing? Who knows? And why not God come? I would keep that door wide open! Take a leap! Come into the mystery! Let it free your consciousness so that it can hum god tunes rather than the dark groans and growls that are the speech of collective human consciousness. It takes courage for sure to hum along, but the adventure of it is beyond compare! Enlightenment! Grace! Redemption! The whole nine yards!

Click here for “Ep 15 Enlightenment and the Gaze of the One Beyond.” It is about the unquenchable desire and what ultimately happens to it.

If you want to ring your god bell right now, click here for a three minute ride.