Human vs Being (An Essay)

Human: runs from the present / dwells on the non-existent past / fears the illusory future / perpetually resists what IS (and suffers because of it) / consistently holds back truth / avoids making the true move / believes things, others, and life need(s) to be a certain way in order to feel okay / creates and then lives within endless, baseless, utterly insane stories / denies its sovereignty / blames the world and others and pretends to be a victim / takes zero responsibility for the creation and quality of its own experience / looks out instead of in…

Being: “And you wonder why you feel like shit?”

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Filling In Another's Perceived Gaps (An Essay)

You only try to fill in the (perceived) gaps for another when you forget that they are sovereign, just like you.

And you can only forget another’s sovereignty when you have forgotten your own (cue a false sense of superiority) which is the only reason you’d ever feel the need to over-reach in the first place.

Your discomfort with where another is choosing to be at (yes, choosing — there are no victims and no one needs saving) generates your over-extension in an attempt to relieve yourself of said discomfort which actually has nothing to do with what the other is or isn’t doing / seeing / getting in that moment.

This is what feeds your desire to change / correct what’s being presented to whatever you deem ‘better’ / more ‘evolved’ than what they’re currently choosing for themselves,

which inevitably breeds resistance and stagnation; not clarity and movement, because the energy of your so-called help is tainted aka sourced from a false premise to begin with.

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The Daddy Thingy Of Addiction (An Essay)

From a recent text chat with my cyber bestie…

Her: “People believe they are the thingy.”

Me: “Yes.”

Her: “Which is the problem with identifying as an addict because it says I am my thingy.”

Me: “Yep.”

Her: “And people with the biggest thingys are often the ones who are most potent.”

Me: “Exactly. They wouldn’t need a thingy so big if they weren’t so powerful.”

Her: “But shame is a whole thing, too. Shame is the core thing. It’s the Daddy Thingy.”

Me: “Yep. And the being doesn’t carry shame at all. It’s just another thingy to fuel all the other thingies.”

Her: “And things need space held for them.”

Me: “Yep.”

Her: “Which eats up space / power.”

Me: “Yep.”

Her: “Hungry thingys.”

Me: “Yep lol”

Her: “Insatiable thingys.”

Me: “Feed all the thingies!”

Her: “lol”

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The Thread That Never Breaks (An Essay)

It’s not about me doing whatever I want, whenever I want (and it is).

Just blindly and haphazardly doing whatever I feel like, as if my existence is, and my moves are, at the whim of these ever-changing feelings and superficial desires.

No.

It’s about doing what I know needs to be done, based on my own internal commands (the innate brilliance of my being) regardless of how I feel or how it appears, and even when I don’t understand why I’m doing or not doing it.

Which one might assume takes effort since listening and obeying is foreign to most.

But when your true devotion is to the inner whisper that reconfigures itself in each moment, it doesn’t feel like effort.

It’s a given.

There is no other way.

It would take effort (and be impossible) for me to deviate from what’s actually required of me in a moment just to settle for what’s preferred.

And,

I don’t prefer less than what’s required.

So in that sense, yes, I do whatever I want, whenever I want.

Because what I want is to live and move from the core of myself with an exacting level of integrity.

Which can appear inconsistent on the outside because the consistency (and the priority) is within.

It is a thread that never breaks.

And the reason I move as I do.

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Everyone is The One (An Essay)

The idea that there’s a ‘right’ one implies there could ever be a ‘wrong’ one.

But that’s impossible.

Every being you’re dancing with is the ‘right’ one.

The most accurate and divinely prescribed one.

For precisely where you are.

Just like every moment of life.

The current moment / relationship / circumstance / configuration and all that it’s comprised of, contains exactly what’s required of / for you to clear each board as the next board takes its place.

The players may change but this truth remains the same in the customized game created solely by you.

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No Reassurance (An Essay)

Him: “I know you’ll never give me reassurance.”

And why would I need to?

What IS speaks for itself.

He spoke of wanting something more solid.

Saying he knows he can’t ask or expect that of me.

And yet…

I’m as solid as can be (energetically).

He can always count on ME.

But his human wanted something concrete.

In the physical world of make-believe.

Where nothing is solid.

Where security can’t be found.

Not in a thing.

Not in another.

Just in the space one cannot claim.

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Walkie Talkie (An Essay)

“You’re the only person I know who walks their talk. Completely.”

The result of doing the work.

Not just sometimes.

All the time.

With everything and everyone.

I’m relentless when it comes to my game and those I choose to play with.

Exceptions aren’t made.

Least of all for those I’m closest to.

Because doing the work and living in truth is the most loving thing I can do.

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Breakups Aren't Necessary (An Essay)

Breakups don’t break what needs breaking.

Being the living truth does.

That is what moves what needs moving.

It recalibrates every piece.

People ‘breakup’ in the physical because they don’t yet know how to break their attachment in the non-physical.

They’re trying to do ‘out there’ what they’ve yet to accomplish ‘in here’.

Thinking that rearranging ‘those’ things will inevitably take care of ‘these’ things.

It won’t.

Those things will remain messy things until you’ve actually cleaned up these things.

Which doesn’t mean ‘stay together’ (even that’s not ultimately real).

It means there’s no need to contrive an end.

The separation / split you seek happens of its own accord through energetic truth (integrity); not through an intellectual decision or an emotional reaction or a physical representation of IT.

And…

There is absolutely no way you can be in complete integrity (which almost no one is) AND be in a dynamic that requires severing something in the physical in the first place.

You would not have ended up there.

And even from that erect place, you can and will still apply any true move, which may of course include a physical separation (in truth; not in compensation).

But the work and the break is first done in the unseen.

The rest follows suit quite naturally.

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Relationships Don't Need Work (An Essay)

Relationships don’t need to be ‘worked on’.

Unless it’s the one with yourself.

Nor do they require any level of sacrifice.

Unless you’re sacrificing what’s false.

It’s not necessary.

Or energetically sound.

The vibe of trying,

reaching,

abandoning

(even just a little)

for or because of another…

kills the potency (and purity) that makes every dynamic thrive.

‘Working on’ the relationship by focusing on and considering the other, instead of tending to your own lane and operating from there, inevitably creates an energetically limp (attached / codependent / diluted) experience for both parties, despite how intense this dysfunctional bond might feel.

It’s a poor facsimile of the fire you actually crave that only comes from never leaving home.

From working on THIS; not that.

Because THIS is all there is and that will adjust accordingly.

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Diving In Unobstructed (An Essay)

The thing about being energetically erect and intact (one’s natural state), and not playing (making moves) unless and until it’s still, is that it perfectly fucks with whatever matter I’m currently holding on to.

The exact shit that’s here to be burned by the fire of ME.

It also perfectly fucks with the shit of whoever I’m playing with.

If there are any strings of attachment (hoping / waiting / needing / trying / expecting / victimizing / or whatever other bullshit that needs to go), I don’t touch it.

But if I feel turned on despite and because of the matter, it means that it’s ready to get fucked with and I’m the bitch to do it.

So I play where it’s most alive.

Where I sense no limits, no restrictions, no actual end in sight.

Just a wide-open space to dive into unobstructed.

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The Intimate Gallery of Us (An Essay)

as he and i deepen exponentially

it inevitably eclipses that which doesn’t hit as deep

there’s been this narrowing

a honing in

a natural devotion to THIS

and last night

a stunning and mind-blowing masterpiece

was added to the intimate gallery of us

and all i knew was stay here

because here with him

is truth

and when i left his place to go dancing

to be the Mandy i’ve always been

i left this man

for the very first time

as his

and he

as mine

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His Moves Are Not My Business (An Essay)

Months ago while telling a friend about a moment with the fella that I was a HELL NAW to, she asked if I help a guy to shift the things that I’m not into, or if I just end things because of it.

My response:

I only do what the moment requires of me.

Whatever that may be.

Me making my true move does exactly what needs to be done.

Across the board.

With everyone.

I dropped deal breakers / boundaries / standards long ago.

They aren’t necessary.

And no, I don’t ‘help’ the fella shift his shit because that, too, is unnecessary.

He’s grown.

And his moves are not my business.

He can be however he wants to be.

I’ll make my moves accordingly.

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“How Do I?” is Sourced From A Lie (An Essay)

“How do I?” is sourced from a lie.

It implies that something is wrong / lacking and clearly needs fixing.

You think you need to lose the weight / make the money / get the partner / overcome the condition (whatever the fuck) to feel / be / do / have A, B, C.

But you don’t.

Be HERE.

Right NOW.

And do whatever you’re being called to do in each moment.

Illusory problem(s) solved.

But because you can’t handle the beauty and simplicity of being present in the moment,

or the responsibility of both listening to and honouring your innate brilliance,

or the potency of the fire that comes from being THAT close and devoted to YOU regardless of externals,

and you’re hell-bent on fighting against what IS because of your idea of, and preference for, how it ‘should’ be,

you take the long and completely ineffective way around the truth and power of who you are.

Any attempt to ‘fix’ what’s inherently not a ‘problem’ in the first place, cannot be sustained because it’s both sourced from, and being overlayed with, a fallacy.

Creating an endless loop of shit that never does the trick.

You think it’s about the food / the money / the body / the babe.

But it’s only ever about you vs YOU, which shows up in all the things.

And…

When you begin to see through it,

when you get to the place where you KNOW you’re good regardless of your size / your bank account / a relationship / your health (whatever the fuck),

and you know that YOU are bigger than (and the creator of) ALL those things,

(because THAT is the absolute fucking truth)

THEN you are free from the energetic gridlock that’s been keeping all that shit stuck like a mutherfucker.

THEN you get to experience what has always been on the other side of that illusory jail you’ve kept yourself in this whole time.

But until you figure that out and get to that place,

your perfectly orchestrated externals are going to do their brilliant magic to show you that what you seek (and already are) cannot be found within any of them.

Every door ‘out there’ is gonna close until you finally open the only door that matters with the key you’ve always had.

Man, I just love how that works.

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The Other Side Of The Deepening (An Essay)

I don’t know,

or even care about,

who or what is on the (illusory) other side of this deepening.

I don’t care who or what stays.

I don’t care who or what goes.

I don’t care who or what arrives.

At all.

I only care about being right here.

Right now.

Connected to the truth and to the pulse of ME.

Why would I leave home for anything?

All that’s for me is right here at my feet.

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Too Deep For Anyone To Reach (An Essay)

Last night I dreamed I was laying on the ground in the dark.

I felt peaceful and happy.

Then I realized I was actually underground.

Hundreds (maybe thousands?) of feet below the surface.

I couldn’t see it but I knew there was an opening where this hole the size of me had begun.

And I knew I was too deep for anyone to reach.

I knew that if they even tried, the earth would collapse above me and I would die.

And I knew that if I moved, I’d face the same fate.

Yet I still felt peaceful and happy.

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When You Refuse To Go Blind (An Essay)

“But I don’t have the money.”

Who said money is even required?

If it’s for you, meaning that desire is sourced from the absolute truth of YOU, it’s not dependent on you having the money right now.

You absolutely CAN birth that desire from the ethers regardless of your current circumstance.

You’re never limited to your own bank account or bound by the laws in the physical.

You have access to ALL possibilities.

Beyond what you can even imagine.

But your devotion to the physical, to what can be seen and measured in this moment by your limited self, kills the magic on contact and reduces your options to none.

You believe that what you see is all there is, and that’s where you go wrong.

So you don’t even make your true move.

The exact move you’re being told to do that will actually dissolve the exact thing you misperceive is real.

The move that will open the floodgates to the MORE your being is pulling you towards RIGHT NOW.

The more you claim you want but aren’t even willing to step into.

Because you listen to the mind.

Because you refuse to go blind.

Because you operate within the illusion of time.

“I don’t have enough.”

“I can’t see how.”

“It must not be for me right now.”

While your whole being is screaming GO.

But since you ‘have no money’

(which is temporary)

and you have no proof

(but only externally)

you’re like NAH, BRUH.

“I’ll stay right here.

In the place I’ve always been.”

And that’s why you don’t get the thing, my friend.

You ignored yourself once again.

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A Dance Of Two Who Are Moving As One (An Essay)

I wanted to start this post with, “I had the best SEX ever last night.”

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Because that’s how I describe whatever truly hits my spot.

The best (fill in the blank) ever.

Because in the moment, that’s how it feels.

Floating in heaven.

Nothing can top THIS.

But more accurately, it’s just another gorgeous experience of presence and truth, which always feels like heaven.

So yummy.

So delicious.

Swoon.

And as we played, it was so quiet.

So incredibly still.

Even amongst the sounds and movements.

And…

It was the most natural dance with another.

With myself.

Through the other who is me.

A dance so fluid I didn’t notice the moves.

I only felt the dance.

And…

I can’t even say that the SEX keeps getting better, deeper, richer…

because that would imply it was less so the first night and that wasn’t the case at all.

We moved beautifully and seamlessly and magically then as well.

Because presence in the NOW is as deep as it gets.

Playing for the first time — EVERY time.

Why show up for less?

We’ve never replicated previous scenes.

Nor have we tried to create one.

Art is made in the moment.

Last night, another masterpiece.

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Will You Get The Thing Or Not? (An Essay)

It’s not true that once you clear the matter, you automatically get the thing.

You clear the matter and see that it was never about the thing in the first place.

You clear the matter and know you’ll be good with or without this thing (or any other thing you thought you needed / deserved / were entitled to) because there’s no longer any weight attached to it.

And…

Sure, you might get the thing.

In spades.

Or something else entirely.

Beyond what you could have imagined.

But only if / when / how it’s true for your being.

Something you can’t control.

And so what?

You’re always getting exactly what’s true for you anyways.

Like clockwork every step of the way.

Regardless AND because of the matter.

So matter can’t stop you from getting what’s yours

and being free of it also ensures it.

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A Little Switcheroo (An Essay)

As of late, I’ve been floating further away from form.

And last night it became clear that the platform / vehicle through which I was intending to showcase my upcoming collection, was no longer a fit.

Any sense of restriction,

containment,

management,

anything based on time…

any reliance on another or a thing in any way…

feels too dense / too heavy / too cluttered for me.

I need things as light and seamless and Mandy as can be.

And…

I’ve created so much art and beauty this year.

So much went on behind the scenes.

So much that’s been waiting for the perfect home.

I can’t wait to bring you up to speed.

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The Whole Thing Is Like A Movie (An Essay)

“The whole thing is like a movie.”

Him, last night, after our last few hours together before he leaves for a month.

When I tell him or others that he’s my favourite human, it’s because he is the purest.

Meaning, he has less shit in the way than anyone I’ve ever played with romantically.

Every being is pure, of course.

But most humans are drenched in matter.

Drowning in the abyss.

Overflowing with insanity.

Hard to reach from where it counts.

But not him.

Our experience is so light.

So empty.

Full of space and filled with life.

And the lived experience of that is a deep sense of calm and peace — one’s natural state.

Which creates an effortless, seamless, extraordinary dance.

A dream within a glorious dream.

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