every tree breathes an animal

every animal breathes a tree

i found a sun in my chest

rays shooting out

spiralling

from the centre

catching debris

and broken

toys

washing them

clean

with the light

rays moving from the centre

for all

to feel

Near-death experiences- further bridging the gap between science and religion

I feel that just understanding near-death experiences will be our first step at healing the great division between science and religion that started with Isaac Newton almost three hundred years ago. Educating physicians, nurses, and ourselves about what people experience in those final hours will shatter our prejudices about the ways we think about medicine and life.

I find it ironic that it is our medical technology that has led to this plethora of near-death experiences...There have been near-death experiences throughout the centuries, but it has only been in the last twenty years that we have had the technology to resuscitate patients. Now they are telling us about their experiences, so let's listen to them. This to me is a challenge for our society... Near-death experiences, to my mind, are a natural, psychological process associated with dying. I'm going to boldly predict if we can reintegrate the knowledge into our society, not only will it help with dying patients, but it will help society as a whole. I see medicine today as being devoid of spirit... There is no reason why technology and the spirit cannot exist side by side.

-Melvin Morse

Science must try to explain the near-death experience because therein lies the key to its own growth...History tells us that only in trying to explain phenomena which are currently beyond our reach will science develop new methods. I believe the near-death experience is one of the puzzles that just might force scientists to develop a new scientific method, one that will incorporate all sources of knowledge, not only logical deduction of the intellect, and empirical observation of the physical, but direct experience of the mystical as well.

-Bruce Greyson

So let's hear some personal stories:

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The nature of mind is the nature of everything.

-Dudjom Rinpoche

just a reflection

breathing, living, flourishing and passing away naturally

Las Cañadas is a 756 acre land trust, home to one of the few remaining cloud forests in the central zone of Veracruz, Mexico. It has been designed with the goal of modeling and sharing alternative methods of food production, responsible travel and sustainable living practices.

the same landscape nine years later "without doing anything"

Between 1995 and 2005 Las Cañadas changed dramatically. Prior to 1995, the land was used for intensive cattle grazing for beef production. The impact of such intensive grazing was clear -- severe soil erosion.
Lesson learned. In 1995, the cattle was sold and 150 acres were reforested with 50,000 native trees. In the remaining pastures nothing was done, nature was allowed to simply take its course. Every season since then a significant change has happened to “the heart of Las Cañadas” -- a swath of approximately 100 acres of cloud forest. Assisted by an army of birds, bats, squirrels and the wind, all of which tirelessly distribute seeds of innumerable grasses, bushes and trees, new blood has been pumped into the areas in recovery.

The Tao doesn’t try to force anything, and yet nothing is left undone. If people understood this, the world would move along naturally.

Lao- Tzu

from one to many
from many to one
from one to many
from many to one

the eternal loop
de loop

reflecting mirrors
bouncing thoughts that originated
miles away

picking up tidbits
and filtering them
into the mind matrix

sending them off again up in the air
making room
for more

spreading and picking those
that fit the size and shape
of the basket

true thoughts all
began their journey
from the one

if our basket
isn't full
we can hold those too

until we pass them on again
like bowls of strawberries
shared among friends

beating

to one drum

to one pulse

only one note

a note, spilled

from and into

the infinite-

your heart

a heart that

keeps you in line

with the one

beat

rising and passing

each moment

ever present

holding you steady

one cosmic

rhythm

seeping into

every sound

every soul

moving to the light

one beat

of the constant drum