Well needless to say my next day of bone fishing after Clint’s comments and that little reading out of The Way to Love was a slightly different experience…different in a sort of delightful way.
I was relaxing because I was waking up. I didn’t know it’s magnitude, scope or even full significance at the time but I was undergoing a major awakening. Clint knew something deep was going on and in typical clint-aware fashion he just stayed present as catalyst.
Day 2: Strangely I saw fish fins everywhere. None day one…though according to Clint everywhere. Day two they are all over the place. Tell me my eyes were recalibrated and I might believe you. Tell me that my own inner awareness actually had something to do with what I could “see” and I would have to tell you I think that is closer to the truth. Not only did I see fish but caught fish and for the first time and found the buzz, the joy, and the fun that people that fish talk about. But more than that something spiritual had happened. (of course people that fish think it is a spiritual experience). I was waking up to a new world. A world off autopilot. A world where I was out of the constructed storytelling of the ego and into a world where I could watch what was arising in me and around me. That “nowness” was not the world I lived in. I lived in a future construction where I told myself, how I and the world would be.
Here is DeMello talking about this very topic…no no fishing, waking up
