Ultra Spiritual Dolphin Magic

Pilgrimage to Chavin

A couple years ago, I was on a Pilgrimage to Chavin. I met the Dolphin Shamaness, a beautiful spirit. On the first night we met, she told a story from the week before when she went kayaking on the ocean. A pod of dolphins approached her, signaled her to follow, and led her to save the life of a naked woman who was stranded out in the middle of the ocean. Magic.

We had a deep connection through Huachuma and shared a journey across Peru with a beautiful soul tribe led by our Shaman, The Jaguar. The Jaguar’s assistant Shaman, Mars was our local guide.

With our soul tribe, we had a ceremony at Batan Grande where I stood atop the pyramid and watched the Face of God appear as the sun set. We had another at El Brujo, where I could feel the primal energy of life course through me, and the sorrow of feminine pain carried away by the gusting winds.

After a long journey, we arrived at Chavin. We drank Grandfather Medicine and went to the Temple and sat by the river. I sat on a tree stump and noticed life pushing itself through the dead wood. Life would find a way. The water flowed in a beautiful river next to us, and the medicine flowed through our blood.

We walked up to the temple and entered the labyrinth of Chavin. Deep inside the labyrinth, Dolphin Shamaness and I had a spiritual connection that manifested a spirit baby. A baby girl. Pure and perfect. We connected at the Lanzon – full of energy.

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That evening, in Mars‘ workshop, as I sat on the floor and listened to Peruvian flute music waft through the air, Chavin’s spirit hovered above my right shoulder. I felt the spirit baby’s presence as she beamed at me with love. I feel sadness. I tell the baby,

“I’m sorry. I don’t think I can bring you into this world, in this lifetime.”

I close my eyes, press my face into my palms and I feel incredible sadness wash over me. Regret. Longing. Love. I feel gentle hands press into my shoulders and receive a tender massage. I know it is Dolphin Shamaness. I feel her love flow through me as she comforts me. I look up and she gently kisses me on the lips.

Axis Mundi – Heaven’s Gate

I carried a light blue stone on the Pilgrimage, and when we arrived at Heaven’s Gate, during a Pachamama Ceremony, I offered the spirit baby totem to Pachamama. The message from the Universe that day was,

“Do not mourn the paths not taken.”

I let go of the expectation of result and returned to the real world. Life continued, and I still don’t fully understand the significance of the Spirit Baby. Chavin.


The Real World

A few days ago, I reconnected with the Dolphin Shamaness. I hadn’t intended to, but the Universe led me back to her. We went paddle boarding on the silky ocean waves and caught a glimpse of a shark.

When Shark circles in as your spirit animal it’s time to shut out fear and go for what you want.

We spent the rest of the day reconnecting, sharing stories since the Pilgrimage. Love and Loss. Adventures and Journeys. It was a leisurely day, overlooking the ocean. She prepared beautiful food. Homemade kimchi. Nourishing salad. We sipped Exotic Dream Jun Elixir and smoked Mapacho. It was a beautiful day. We had deep conversations about Blockchain, decentralization, regenerative farming, and saving the world.

Dolphin Shamaness was so giving and nurturing. She prepared bone marrow topped with herbs on sprouted sourdough. She was meticulous and I could feel her desire to make it perfect for me. I felt so blessed.

During the course of our conversations, one sentence rang out,

“I find myself always putting other people’s happiness ahead of my own needs.”

At the end of the evening, we laid comfortably on the couch and gazed into each other’s eyes. I could see a reflection there. Sadness. Longing. Love.


Ultra Spirituality

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“Majestic Dolphin Blue Eyes.”

On Sunday, I took my wife to JP Sears’ talk and book signing at Trilogy Sanctuary. It was hilarious, heartfelt and transformative. He channeled deep messages from the Universe. He talked about how creativity lives in all of us, and how it wants to be free. How uncomfortability is the Universe telling us that there is creativity inside of us attempting to break free. How comfort can be a prison of the mind and how sometimes we are so creative, we can convince ourselves we aren’t creative. How sometimes, we need to find the metaphorical cliff that gives us fear and excitement and jump.

It really struck a chord with me. What is the energy in me that is trying to flow free and is stuck in discomfort?

After the talk, we met JP, got some books signed, and took a photo with him. We went for a walk around beautiful La Jolla, and discussed the talk. I dug deep inside myself and looked for where I was uncomfortable. There was definitely some energy with Miss Rabbit. It was almost a psychosis.

My wife and I had a deep conversation where she got triggered and went through many dark states and ended our marriage. She hit rock bottom. The next morning she came to me and said, “So, what do you want to do?” 

I had recently watched to this video about The Victim Control Dynamic and recognized it. My wife wanted me to rescue her. I was in a highly conscious untriggered state, so I just calmly told her that she could decide whatever she wanted to do. This freed her from powerlessness and victimhood. Suddenly, she decided to be responsible for her actions and healed.

I performed a hands on breathing exercised as she wept and purged the shame of judgement from her sisters. She said they were strong and she was a weakling, and I told her,

“Being a workaholic is not being strong. It’s actually be afraid. You’re strong because you are being vulnerable.”

I have a saying:

“A woman’s worst enemy is her best friend. A man’s worst enemy is himself.”

I keep seeing the same pattern where women in my life feel so judged by their sisters, girlfriends, peers. It is a dark energy.

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When I went did the God Molecule ceremony at Casa Sasquatch and stayed in Room 9 with Miss Rabbit, it connected me to her in a feverish Potion #9 style love psychosis.

During ceremony, I remember seeing a LOST style smoke monster in the other world. It was a dark energy that seemed to tell me there would be trials. These were my own demons of expectation, jealousy and control.

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Monday morning, I truly let go of expectations from Miss Rabbit. It was an energetic purge, Shawshank Redemption style. I simply surrendered to the smoke monster and it dissipated. Freedom.

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The monster inside was released.

I went over to visit Miss Rabbit, and she could feel the difference in energy. We had a deep connection of lifelong friendship. Unconditional love.

Today, she sent me this message,

“Thank you! You really have been a blessing in the best of ways. I honor that good vibration between us. Both good, kind hearted, conscious and warm human beings. A friendship to last a lifetime.”

My wife has healed, my friendship with Miss Rabbit is blossoming, and the future is bright. To infinity and beyond!


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The Way of the Shaman

The Long Road
A couple years ago, after a week of Ayahuasca ceremonies, and several Huachuma ceremonies and jungle walks, I returned late one night to my room and received a message from the universe. The Spirit of the Curandero. The Way of the Shaman. The Long Road.

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CBD Conference
Last week, an invitation to Texas for a spiritual medicine gathering manifested. I flew and spent two days connecting with the medicine and a beautiful conscious community. The medicine is a CBD oil product formulated by a shamanic wizard chemist and is magic. The conference was full of scientific information and inspiring stories of transformation.

On the first day of the conference, I met Touch Healer from Boulder. She had a gentle beautiful spirit, and we connected immediately. I could feel her energy, a limbic resonance. We went to dinner at an Oaxacan restaurant and when we sat down, she said,

“I know we have a lot to say to each other, but can we just be with each other for a moment.”

We sat down at our table in the crowded restaurant and I gazed into her eyes. My being radiated with energy and the rest of the world melted away. It was a deep soul connection, and I felt clean and beautiful energy flowing through my body. Love. Pure.

Touch Healer began to share one of her personal fears, and slowly processed it. Then she said,

“How about our planet? What do you think?”

I just smiled at her and said,

“We’re going to be ok.”

I knew this in my soul from my journey in Arrowhead. The collective consciousness of humanity has figured out how to solve the world’s problems, and we are now manifesting the solutions. I nodded gently at her as tears streamed down her face. We then enjoyed a beautiful meal of various types of seafood with different mole sauces.

Touch Healer and I had a profound energetic connection. There was a point during the conference, she asked, “May I?” I nodded, and she put her arm around me. I felt a charge of energy… of love… emanating through our connection. It was deep and powerful and I laid my head on her shoulder, as the world outside melted away.

Beautiful.

The next day, I continued connecting with amazing people. I met a beautiful alien with green hair ornamented with feathers, with a Belgian Shephard dog and a Nepalese singing bowl.

“Would you like to walk my dog with me?”

We walked out to a nearby park, and laid on the grass, grounding after spending most of the day indoors. We talked about other dimensions and soaked in the blue sky, as the music from an ice cream truck provided a surreal soundtrack.

She invited me to an 11:11 ceremony with a hand drawn invitation card. At this point, another friend, Rowdy showed up and hung out with us for a while. A homeless man approaches us and asks for a birthday gift. We give him some cash and change, then sing happy birthday before heading back to the hotel for dinner.

The conference was amazing. I felt energized.


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The following day, I went to the NASA Space Center. I was inspired by what humanity can achieve when we work together. Amazing. During the tour, I saw the words:

UNITY, DESTINY, HARMONY

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A Prophecy.
We’re really going to be ok…


Grey Jedi Bee Medicine

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After getting back to California, I headed up one day to spend time with friends. As I was driving up, Ahsoka, the Grey Jedi sent me this image and told me that she could feel me looking at her through this image.


I had sushi with the Alaskan Ninja, then coffee with a couple of spirit sisters, and went to Ahsoka’s place to catch up. We smoked a bowl, and she told me she had another friend coming over. She said she was afraid he’d be overly affectionate and it bothered her and made her uncomfortable.

Anti-Chris arrives and we head to the clubhouse. We swim in the pool and sit in the hot tub. Anti-Chris got affectionate with Ahsoka, and he got touchy and kissy. Ahsoka alternated between being uncomfortable and enjoying the attention. It triggered feelings of creepiness in me.

As I am sitting in the hot tub with Ahsoka, Anti-Chris hovers around and tells his story,

“All nine of my ex-girlfriends have been bipolar and ADHD.”

As he spoke of his life and his struggles, I could feel his darkness and shadow. I didn’t judge, just witnessed. Suddenly, a couple of bees showed up, and startled him. He had an experience as a child where he was stung by thousands of bees and almost died, so was understandably terrified.

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The bees began to orbit my head. They felt like electrons zipping around the nucleus of my brain. Bee Medicine entered my life in a strong way when I got stung by a solitary queen bee which somehow left a stinger in my left ring knuckle (solitary bees don’t leave their stingers, it must of torn off when I reacted and flicked it off of my stung knuckle) while I was hiking with my wife on LSD in Big Bear.

Trust in Miracles. Manifest Abundance. One of the bees ending up getting trapped behind me in a puddle of water as I sat in the hot tub. It was struggling and I blew it with a gust into the dry sunny concrete. Ahsoka looks at the bee with concern. Anti-Chris comes over and looks at it. I say,

“It’ll be ok. She’ll dry off and fly on her own.”

A few minutes later, the bee flew off.


Holding Space

We went inside. Later in the evening, I have Ahsoka some CBD Oil, then I put my arm around Ahsoka and channeled love in the same way that Touch Healer had showed me. Ahsoka started channeling spirit guides and her body began to move. She was delivering messages from the Universe.

“Mother Gaia wants me to tell you. Cannabis is medicine. The THC is the male part of the medicine… CBD is the female. CBD… will save the world.”

We were connecting psychically. She and I both understood that Anti-Chris was a fractal pattern that she was attracting to her based on some energy she had inside. I saw a reflection of myself in him. When he wanted to hug and kiss her, it was his channeling of love. He couldn’t help himself.

A few other friends came over to her condo and I told Ahsoka I was going to head home, and she grabbed my arm.

“Please stay. You’re the only one here I can really trust.”

She looks over at Anti-Chris as her hands make frantic hand signs and her eyes widen with fear and tells me,

“I should be looking for Luke, but I keep finding Anakins.”

She continued channeling and received messages from the television,

“Beware the Demon Samurai.”
“69 – Yin & Yang”

She lays down on her love mat – a futon like cushion that hovers inches off the floor and I lay down next to her holding space for her. My right hand hover over her body, and I continue to channel love and prana. She guides my hand and presses it on various parts of her body, and shares stories from her past. Stories of hurt and pain from men in her life, especially her ex, Steve. I can feel her releasing trauma. It is energetically intense, and I focus on hold pure, energetically clean space.

On the television, a news story comes on about Steve McNair and his murder. Her eyes go wide. “Steve…”

“And then she put a gun to her head.”

Ahsoka loses it and starts bawling. I continue to hold space and she continues telling stories. Finally she sits up and tells a story of her deepest shame…

“I felt like I was taken advantage of. It felt… alien

and then when we went camping, ___ saw us making out, and all the women found out.

The shame…”

I have my left hand on her back, and my right hand on her back as she energetically purged, trembling and releasing the shame… then weeping deeply. After several minutes, she calmed down, and relaxed.

“Where’s Anti-Chris? I can feel his jealousy… Anakins… I keep drawing them.”

By now it was nearly 3am, and I needed to drive home. The Way of the Shaman. The Long Road. I cannot deny it.

Spaceship Earth

“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. I hope you see things that startle you. And I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.” – Benjamin Button

Three years ago, I was in Bali, and had my first experience with psychedelics. I ate two bags of psilocybin mushrooms on the beach in Nusa Dua and my heart opened. That night, I took a bubble bath that unveiled the layers of the universe to the windows of my perception. I telepathically communicated with a gecko.

“Gecko! Speak to me!”

“You suck at speaking to animals. You need to go do Ayahuasca.”

“…”

Two years ago, I went to Peru to find myself. I partook in a series of Ayahuasca ceremonies to find inspiration for the next chapter of my life. I already had a successful 23-year career in video games, my childhood dream job, and it was time for a change.

Mother Ayahuasca gave me a clear message,

“Open your wife’s heart. Mother Earth misses her.”

I asked Mother Ayahuasca many questions. Invariably, the answer would simply be, “Love.” So obvious. So simple. So profound. Yet, so hard to practice.

I traveled all over the world, into other dimensions, explored other perspectives, deepened my perception, and healed. I experimented with every modality of raising consciousness I could find and devoured them all. I communed with the spirits of Ayahuasca, Huachuma, Bobinsana, Vilca, Singado, and Psilocybin. I experimented with synthetics, MDMA and LSD, which didn’t resonate as much for me, though they were positive experiences. I conducted my own personal mapacho and cannabis ceremonies – on my own, and with loved ones. I kept seeking. Learning.

I also dove into the deep end of yoga and meditation, doing a yoga teacher training in Costa Rica, and practicing various forms of meditation and pranayama. I explored the world of personal development with PSI Seminars and the Kwik Learning Conference.

Finally, this year, I met God. I became one with the universe twice this year. 5MEO-DMT. The God Molecule. The most profound experience imaginable.

My intentions:

Surrender. Unconditional Love. Love and Abundance.

This energy has been seared into my soul. I have a constant connection to Source now. I wake up flowing with prana, filled with love, and my presence in the NOW is stronger than ever in my life.

Abundance is flowing. I am surrounded by love. So much love. Community.

Last week, my oldest daughter experienced her first true heartbreak. Her high school sweetheart broke up with her. She is so sad. Crying and asking herself why. For the first few days, she just wanted to be left alone to cry in her room, so we let her.

Last night, I was watching Silicon Valley in my office, and she came in.

I comforted her.

“There is no why. He is an 18 year old boy, about to move to New York by himself. You both are too young.

It’s ok to feel sad. Feel it as deeply as you can. This is life. This is love.

You will love again. Don’t let this make you be afraid to love.”

She cried. I continued to comfort her, placing my hand gently on her shoulder and rubbed her back.

“Mom and I love you, and we’ll always be here for you. Mom has healed. I had to go heal myself, so that she could heal herself too. Our family is healed. Be happy for that.

We are so proud of you.”

She shakes her head.

“We are so proud. We love you so much.”

She continues to cry. I can feel her doubt and feelings of low self-worth. I pour love into her and let her release her energy. Surrender. She asks if she can just lay in my office as I finish my show, and I let her rest.

That night, I have a profound realization.

My divine purpose: To heal myself so that I can hold the space for those around me to heal. The universe led me to heal myself by giving me an assignment to heal my wife. Divine purpose coursed through my being, like an electrical current of love.

As my shaman whispered in my ear two years ago during a Huachuma ceremony deep in the jungle, right before I snorted liquid fire (Singado) up my nostrils.

“Remember. It’s about unconditional, universal Love.

Surrender. You’re so good at it.”

Love. So obvious. So simple. So profound. So easy… If we let everything go. Surrender.

When that seems hard, I remember the words of the wise man, Joe Rogan:

“If you ever start taking things too seriously, just remember that we are talking monkeys on an organic spaceship flying through the universe.”

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Life is fucking amazing.

Yoda Moments

“Train yourself to let go of everything you fear to lose.” -Yoda

Lately, I’ve been having these Yoda Moments.

Facebook:

“If your soul / higher self / (whatever you want to call it) had a message for you, what do you think ‘it’ would say?”
“Surrender.”
“This

Conversation with daughter:

“You’re triggered.”
“I know I’m triggered!”
“Breathe…”
“I can’t, I’m triggered.”
“You should meditate.”
“Aaaah!!”

Conversation with Miss Rabbit:

“Green. You aren’t seeing what I’m seeing here. I wish you could see through my eyes. This…” (overwhelmed with joy)
“I do.”

Shit, I kinda feel like a walking Jason Silva video.
It definitely feels like I’ve cleared away so much traumatic energy that my soul is clean.
As we experience trauma in our life, the energetic signature of the event lives in our nervous system like a fractal energy virus. It has demonic hooks and can take us over when triggered. Learning to master our responses and discerning whether we are acting from a present state or a triggered state is the practice of life.
Knowing.
Watched Wonder Woman today in IMAX 3D with my son.
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“It’s not about deserve.
It’s about what you believe.
And I believe in love.
Only love can save the world.”

Surrender

(Two Years Ago)

A group of twelve of us had spent the day in the jungle, heightened by Grandfather Medicine, exploring the energies of the Amazon. We were Higher Primates exploring the energetic fields of nature. We returned to Sanctuary and one of the monkeys was behaving like a Dark Monkey… Lusting for power, beating his chest, and generally pissing us other monkeys off.

We gathered in a circle around the Mesada. I began at the head of the cross shaped table, and we slowly circled around, with the Dark Monkey directly across from me, emanating lust for power. I saw the rest of the group turning their backs to him, and I just faced him and looked at him. As the energetics of the mesa shifted based on position, I felt the power ebb and flow. When I reached the highest male dominant energy point, a moth began to flutter around me… I raised and lowered the my internal prana energy and noticed as I raised it, the moth would flutter towards the candle flame in front of me, and as I lowered the moth would fly away out of sight.

I heard a message from the Grandfather Medicine:

“Strength over power.”

I began to control the energy with my breath, lowering the energy to a low rumble in my belly, and suddenly, the moth flew up the left sleeve of my t-shirt, and crawled across my chest, centered on my heart. We continued back around the table, and I took a seat in my rocking chair, and the moth crawled out my right sleeve, up my arm, onto my finger, and perched itself there, looking at me.

The shaman rang a chime, and the moth fluttered away.

The shaman beckons me to the mesa, and offers me Singado, which I snort up my nostrils, igniting my sinuses with liquid fire. My eyes water. As I put my fingers back on the table, he whispered in my ear:

“Just surrender, you’re so good at it…
…and remember, it’s about universal, unconditional love.”

I stared at the stone Lanzon, and saw flames emitting from the crown of the stone statue, and felt my entire body radiate universal love. I looked ahead at the tapestry that formed a three dimensional face that was part reflection, part dream, and part God. I felt myself being pulled upward toward the ceiling of the Maloka. I was surrendering and it felt intense for a few moments as if I was lifting off the ground, then the sensation faded.

(Today)

A few nights ago, I experienced full surrender (and even recalled it this time)… I was at a Sasquatch house, and experienced a ceremony that took me to another dimension.

I set my intention:

“Love and Abundance for my family and soul tribe. Surrender to my life’s purpose. Transmute my self doubt.”

I experienced the bliss of ultimate complete surrender and connected to the collective consciousness of humanity, where I knew that our collective could solve humanity’s problems. We are going to be okay. I received an assignment which was downloaded into my subconscious mind.

“You know what the project is.”

I realized at that moment that it has all been worth it. Miss Rabbit, who was along on the journey with me entered my consciousness and our souls connected profoundly and I was overwhelmed with joy and love. It radiated out of my soul.

On the drive back from Sasquatch Lake, Miss Rabbit and I zoomed along the beautiful mountain road, under beautiful skies, and the following song came on… Life was perfect at that moment.

Think Different

This morning, I had a talk with my wife about the startup we are building. She has been stressed out, as I’ve spent over a year working with and funding, from her perspective, a homeless man who smokes a ton of weed, as my business partner. I told her,

“I know, we are crazy.”

I then put on this video for her.

We dug into her passion for education, and I told her that our AI avatar system could revolutionize education. I went to the backyard, and blazed a couple spliffs with Spliff, then we came inside and watched a few more Steve Jobs videos.

The internal meeting where Jobs announced the “Think Different” campaign.

Jobs’ 2005 Stanford Commencement Address.

After watching these Steve Jobs videos, it really gave us the conviction that we are on the right path. Artificial intelligence is coming fast, and we are playing our part in the revolution, to impart a conscience in the work that we do in this exploration of artificial and social “consciousness.”

Having been fired a few times now in my corporate career, I can connect the dots and see how each of these events has led me to my current path. I can see that my twenty one years of technical experience in the video gaming industry has given me the tools and resources to change the world. I can see how a series of seemingly random events, unreal journeys and crazy ideas created the synergy between Spliff and I has led us to the current project(s) we are building.

As Jobs’ references in the Stanford Commencement Speech, the final issue of the Whole Earth Catalog:

“Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.”

Words to live by.

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A Tale of Two Trees

August 2016

I went to the Ranch during the last week of July, where I participated in an experiential seminar that helped me to transform my being and freed some buried trauma. Raptorman left Barstow and was back in Sacramento with Jimmy, chasing Janeway, and they were back on the streets. He put together a demo of our technology. It featured images of broken Barstow and old school computers from the 70’s. It featured a Nine Inch Nails soundtrack and while it was technically cool, it was quite dark. It felt like I was peering into a dark part of Raptorman’s mind. I called him on Monday morning, and experienced some of his darkness and fear from whatever he was going through on the streets. I started questioning whether it was the right decision to continue working with him, because the darkness scared me.

That afternoon, I walked up to a giant oak tree at the Ranch, and placed my hand on it, “I love you Grandfather Tree.” I sat under it, and as soon as I sat down, there was a large cracking sound. I continued to sit with my back against its trunk, and meditated for about ten minutes, feeling the spirit of the tree and talking to it. It responded with cracking and popping sounds… I found it odd, however, I didn’t really thing much of it.

The class went back into the lecture hall inside the main building near the tree, and thirty minutes later, there was a large crash that shook the building, and the instructor says “Well, sounds like the tree went down.” When we went back outside, the tree had split in half, one of the trunks split and fell on the building. At first, I thought maybe it was a warning from the universe about working with Raptorman building AI, and the darkness that we could unleash on the world with it.

A crew started chainsawing and cleaning off the remnants of the fallen trunk throughout the week. As the week went on, and I healed some trauma through the experiential work, when I walked past the tree day by day, I realized that the Grandfather Tree had absorbed darkness from me (and also from Raptorman through my link to him?), dispersed it through the dead trunk and released the darkness.

That Thursday, Grandfather Tree‘s debris was fully cleaned up, which was the same day I had a huge transformative breakthrough at the seminar and an experience of true love with a Unicorn.

I decided at the end of the week to open source parts of the software we were building and to send Spliff and Jimmy $1,500/month so they could have a roof over their heads. They moved into a motel in Chinatown and the project lived on.

I arrived home, and when I looked in my backyard, the tree in my backyard also had split in half. Prior to my trip to the Ranch, my wife was in a place of severe darkness and depression, and I was sleeping in the guest room. As soon as I returned, her eyes were shining with love and she said “I love you again.” I asked her what happened with the tree in the backyard, and she said “I don’t know. It just fell down on Friday.”

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Both trees survived, and were saved. Every time we blaze in the backyard, the Backyard Tree is there, linked to the spirit of the Grandfather Tree, watching over us with love.