Let’s bring some more basics into Groundskeeper P2. Help us all understand one another through some real life stories.
Compassion and empathy, listening
Listening, very important skill, very easy skill, anyone would think it is the most complicated thing in the world at times.
Compassion, and empathy (which has been talked about in P1), are the necessary starting point to listening, to knowing you actually truly do care about the person presenting themselves in front of you. These tools mean having the willingness to understand the situation rather than being on the phone for an hour, only participating to interrupt regarding the solution to the situation. A situation in which there is no solution.
You also must understand yourself to understand anyone else.
Beautiful cooking class yesterday, six people including the host. Two people are leaving town after four years to be with their dying son. He is dying from a type of cancer in which there are no survivors, it is a very rare diagnosis for a young man, 28 or so. Heartbreaking.
The parents still speak about the moment to come and the fight that has passed, they speak with joy, with absolute love. They are living in acceptance now.
These people have had some of the top experts in the states work with their boy, the data driving their determination from Stanford University. They know what they are talking about, they know beyond doubt nobody survives this type of cancer, nobody.
Family knows that one day, some day, somewhere, somebody will survive. From thereon many somebodies will survive, they have without doubt needed, begged, prayed and pleaded for the first somebody to be their little buddy. The reality is, it will not be, there is not enough scientific attention to make the progress needed in the four-months he has left to live. It has been accepted, the fight is over, they get four more months to live and love together, it is what they will do.
As mentioned, they speak in joy, it is contageous, phenomenally beautiful, one wants to only sit there and listen, to be present in this beautiful moment. The last thing they want to be is on the phone looking for solutions, thinking they can fix this person because they have fixed themselves.
Listening, were you to ask the guys above regarding the conversation they will tell you it is beautiful perfect detail. It is detail that came from multiple conversations, every word they said they absolutely know they were heard. Beautiful beautiful heartbreaking story, it is what we are here for, this amazing shit.
But, they also know they were not listened to, or were confused that somebody could think they could read one article after all the family has been through and question the data which has been dominating their life for too too long. This family know what they are talking about.
To, then, react and become defensive when asked if the information provided is peer-reviewed other than saying yes or no, is a clear indicator of an ego-trip. These things (egos) have no place in healing spaces.
Literally, an hour on the phone trying to fix their son, only participating in the conversation to talk about his cancer, your cancer, you being the shaman of all shamans, medicine woman, doctor fucking Quinn, fixing yourself. Confusing and showing absolutely no compassion or empathy, no ability for either, to those standing in front of you.
When a mother says, my son has four months to live and we are going home to be with him, and does it with a smile on her face we know some things. We know they have given everything, absolutely everything, destroyed their hearts in the process. We know they have accepted the outcome, they are at peace with it, they will let the universe do what the universe does from here. Above all, absolute fucking all, we know the two people standing in front of us love their son with their whole being.
They have tried, they know what they are talking. You do not know what you are talking about, even though you say so passionately that you do.
When you have cancer, say lympthatic cancer, some of them, your chances of survival are whatever, there is a chance. Your cancer is not the same as that of our brother here.
When you deny medical treatment and pump a heap of other stuff in your body you do not know which thing it was that resulted in eventual remission. If it was any of them that resulted in the outcomes that resulted.
Then, the most important detail, the moment when you thought you would die, the actual moment of faith, belief, or evidence, where did you put your money? It was not your mouth buddy, it was the pharmaceutical evidence-based medical centres which, phenomenally beautifully, are free to attend in your country when in need for everybody. In this poor as buggery country, you have this beautiful beautiful thing!!!!
Mate, you do not know what saved you, if anything science and not plant medicine. On the other hand these people know it is almost 100% likely that it will not save their son, western or non-western.
Empathy and compassion, simple things, without them you cannot read the room. When you cannot read the room you have not spent a moment reading and listening to yourself.
It’s simple stuff, simple stuff, that ego is getting in the way of. Medicine and healing providers from all walks of life should understand it before even thinking about supporting others.
Like, seriously, don’t you just want to be treated well, to be listened to? It’s all you complain and talk about anyway, seems important at least …. Well, mates, you have to participate in it too. Give and receive, all that good stuff.
Compassion and empathy, one cannot listen without them.
Speaking impeccably
Randy, mate, speaking impeccably is exactly the way to explain the next super important thing after listening, but using different words than the usual speaking truth. Maybe it’ll help people finally understand the word.
To speak impeccably one must understand what they are talking about in the first place. It also means only telling a story the way the story happened.
People don’t forget shit, until they do of course, they intentionally change their story to suit themselves and follow it up with a bunch of lies to justify the initial lies. The false stories last a lifetime, a lifetime of nothing but suffering and being exhausted.
Lying is exhausting, even the lies you say when you think you are telling the truth. This is called ignorance, it is another word for lying. Were you to actually research that crap you say you will learn you are full of shit. You know this already though, you’re just running away from it, projecting the rubbish to the world, cowardice drives it. Cowards cannot speak impeccably.
Truth, what is it? Our experience number one, what we sense with our own senses, all of them at the same time.
Number two, the peer-reviewed fucking data, the shit that repeatably results in the same outcomes, again frigging evidence. Evidence is truth.
So to remove stress, regain energy, live a full life you must first understand the basics of existence; the evidence in front of your bloody eyes. More accurately the evidence in front of the whole being/body that is you.
The evidence says you did some horrible horribles in that activity where you are denying your wrongdoing when you know you were equally doing wrong. You admit this, your part, accept it and it is all you repeat. One only repeats with their words, the thought narrative is removed from the head.
To speak and live in truth and integrity is firstly to know the truth, the evidence of your experience when using all senses, and repetitive proven repeatable outcomes. Then, the most important part, you start to only present yourself through your words equally. Now, finally, we can have a conversation, we are speaking impeccably together.
Not living impeccably
Have started to talk a bit differently about and to Kaisa and Randy now. It is a lesson for you too, an important one, the ability to hear and see, through examples, the rubbish. When an environment or individual is blowing hot air up your arse and nothing else.
Was very excited after talking to Kaisa a few times, saying all the right things. She has a problem with cannabis use, it became a problem without it being a problem at all, purely through discrimination, her past with it, applying that past to me.
We sat down and she talked, recognised it was all her and attachment, there was personal responsibility. Really excited now to have this person in my life.
Then, of course, Kaisa showed her true colours, that her journey is one of only filling the head with words that sound good without following with action. The key to hearing and knowing fraudsters and fakes, listening. Listening to all words and actions, hearing when the words are always saying the same words and then, most importantly, witnessing the actions following the words.
Kaisa is zero action and all words.
Some simple, somebody who has started to walk the path at all has consideration for others, simple things; filling the kettle when it is empty, offering another person a coffee when they are making one, attempting to be quiet when others are in bed when you yourself complain about others noise, helping and fixing things that need fixing and help rather than just barking instructions annd doing nothing, gratitude for the efforts of those around you.
Hypocrisy, this means the words and actions are not following the actions and words, there is no hypocrisy in the way. To talk for days and days about seeking an environment which allows people to express, even when they are working on their stuff and are confused and therefore the expression comes out confused, and then try afterwards to tell them that they need to request permission first is some of the dumbest, most pathetic, weak, cowardly shit I have ever heard from a seeker.
Then, because that same person said no to you, would not enable your control bullshit, questioned your stupid without treating you as a stupid even though you are you go into todder tantrum mode, for almost a week now! Fucking pathetic! You continuing to treat him like shit shows the calibre of you, your value to the word, that there is no integrity in your world, no seeking, no freedom. Your world remains the prison of all prisons.
Control, this is simply obvious, control and freedom do not exist together. The more control in somebody’s life, particularly trying to control others, the more worthless they are to others. Kaisa, she is of zero value to this world. Weak woman.
Listening extends to your teachers, the people you allow to influence you, listen to their words! Sadhguru, for example, states in one of his videos, you might like me in public but you would not like me in private. Hence, this means a very simple thing which every listener should have picked up; Sadhguru is presenting a face, a persona, an act in order for people to follow and listen to him, he is not presenting himself. Sadhguru is not living in integrity and authenticity, he is a fake and a fraud. Additionally, he will continually bang on about reading your guidebook, each time follow the words with the same stupid pretend laugh and then give absolutely no practical explanation of how to achieve. The laugh, it is an act, it is not genuine, is easy to hear, instead it is something Mr. Sadh knows gets a little laugh and rise from people, he gets a little ego feed each time, it is rubbish.
Randy, well, he is beautiful, should I stay in the area we will become good friends, maybe. He needs to see himself first and that his people pleasing ways only allow him to speak and live impeccably to a point. And, as such, speaks and lives impeccably in nothing. His words and actions are not following his actions and words.
People pleasing has no place on the pavement. It is another lack of integrity, it is an attempt to control by presenting a false front so that others will feel this way and that, rather than creating an environment of truth and integrity that naturally provides the foundation for safety, community, a different future for all. The thing you say you want mate? Or are those words all just empty air?
Randy, you do not offer this future, not while you remain a coward buddy. Otherwise, absolutely love you, and would love to stay here in town, be great friends and all that good stuff. But, buddy, as you are you are about as useful to me, and add as much value to my life as a boulder strapped around my ankles when being pushed off a boat in the Mariana trench. You’re the proof I need to leave pal, prove me wrong.
Be better buddies, but if you can’t be, be better at listening, use some courage when speaking up and do not entertain snot like what comes from these types of people. Yeah buds, you’ll be very alone for a long time dismissing everybody from your world, but in doing so you get that world back, the entire thing.
Is totally worth it.
One week
Kaisa, she is also a super strong woman too.
Remember and as a reminder, if you come at me with a bunch of words, those words will be put to the test. You will prove yourself as living in integrity, that you know what you are talking about or you will not.
Kaisa tells me this morning before giving her a hug and walking out the door that she cannot say it has been a pleasure, in fact it has been quite painful. Her next words were that of pure beauty, the only words we need to hear from one another. It doesn‘t matter how long it takes them to come, as long as they come, I know it is me, not you, the stuff that I have to work through, in seven months if you return maybe I‘ll be better.
There were more words, but we don‘t need them all, and a tear or three. Pure personal responsibility.
I challenged Kaisa, Randy too, but especially Kaisa. Directly, as plainly and clearly as humanly possible told her she is full of shit, is doing nothing to benefit the world and to wake the fuck up. Completely contradicting everything she thinks she is. Absolutely made sure her insides would have a ferocious hissy fit, they did.
Of course, after she talked to me this morning, gave her a huge smile, told her it doesn‘t matter that it took her a week to approach me again, was happy to wait, it is what I do. Most importantly made sure she knew pressure and the path do not go together.
It does not matter if it takes a moment, a week of moments, month, year, whatever, many people never have any moments of taking responsibility for themselves. A week, she only took a week to start to get around me fucking her ego with an iron fist on the topic which is most important to her, living in integrity.
One week only, super strong woman.
Just to mention, I knew the strength was there all along, however, if you treat me like shit through the shit I despise, which you say you despise, then of course until you learn, take responsibility for your part, I‘m going to call you a weak cunt repetitively in many different ways.
Accept it bud, buds, it is what it is, it is true. True, then an now, for both of us.
A little on Randy to finish. What a ridiculously beautiful man! The people pleasing, hasn‘t been an opportunity to see forward movement, but there is forward movement simply because we are two ridiculously beautiful men doing our best. May we find a way to move forward in this world brother.