Mask by Dakan


The Highway Shaman Wisdom Reading

for May 30, 2020


I just found out that I will come in possession of a great deal of money. This is not to be taken lightly, since there’s a big responsibility in moving from poverty to abundance. The “Out Front” card reminds me that I need to use this great fortune, this Abundance, in a way which will make me whole and with the Six of Fire, inspire others with my transformation; doing the right thing with my manifested abundance.




Elements Tarot:

OUT FRONT: Power chakra. Directness and dispassion. Pursuing goals without fear or hesitation. Truthfulness with others. Willingness to take risks. Personal empowerment. 

REVERSED: Expressing certainty as a means of masking fear or doubt. Excessive busyness.

Osho Zen Tarot

ABUNDANCE:  King of Rainbows

You have to be whole: rich in the body, rich in science; rich in meditation, rich in consciousness. Only a whole person is a holy person. The King of Rainbows sits atop the the book of the wisdom of life.

“This card represents a time of breaking through the conventional male stereotype and allowing the fullness of the whole human being to shine forth.”

The Good Tarot:

SIX OF FIRE   Stepping into the limelight, being an enlightened influencer.

“I generously model my transformation so that others might be inspired. I put my light atop a hill so it can shine forth, helping others to find their way. I remain aware of shadows and people who have trouble basking in the warm light of higher awareness. I bless them but do not dim my own beacon. It’s time to renew my trust that I am contributing to the highest good of all in my own unique way.”


I’ve decided to format parts of my blog into a book titled:


Stories by the Highway Shaman


I wrote my first story in Blog #30. 


Story # 2


In the early 2010’s I lived in the Old City of Chiang Mai, Thailand. I supposed when my four years there were up, I should have left Thailand, maybe come to Mexico, but I had two more places to live; two more Zen Gardens to build.

During my years in the Old City, my favorite morning place was Cafe de Than Aaon. Chiang Mai has to have the best selection of coffee shops in Asia. Trendy cafe’s doesn’t always make for the best office. I would go to this cafe just about every morning because I could sit at “my” table and write for hours undisturbed. The gal would bring my latte without ordering, and my oatmeal. An free office with a street view and full service for around a dollar an hour. Brilliant. I got to know the other expats who hung out there, and every once and a while I’d met a tourist and talk story. This is where I met Francoise, who lived in Paris. She invited me to come visit her there, which I did in October, 2015. She was a considerate hostess and although I expressed my gratitude, perhaps I was a bit inconsiderate, from her perspective. I didn’t need a mother cooking me dinner when the streets of Paris France were five minutes away. 

I’m not sure if expected consideration and spontaneous Zen are compatible. 

I knew then as I know now that I only have this moment. I had ten days in Paris, maybe never to return, so I wanted to make every moment count.

So I would ask myself, “What am I to do with each moment I have? (besides breathing  in and breathing out; the Zen paradox) 

In this present moment, here in Mexico the sun shining as always. There’s a cool breeze and as always, upon waking, I go sit outside, on the veranda. This is my Zen moment. I spend my time being with the plants and flowers in the yard; its ambiance catering to my serenity. Roosters coo or crow, or whatever they call that rooster sound, one which got quite annoying during my twenty years living in Kauai, Hawaii, where they run free, right outside my window, starting at around five am; forgetting all about day and night. Yikes! But here they’re fenced in. I have a few lizards in the yard looking for breakfast. Do they make sounds? Birds land in the nearby trees, tweeting, singing their morning songs. The leaves have their own kind of music, filling the background with their swaying sounds. Tweet, tweet, coo, swish, ahh.

Each morning I sit and look around and listen. Before coffee. Before breakfast. Before doing. I begin with being. I’m at peace as the warmth of the sun in the blue sky above takes the chill from the crisp morning air. I’m blessed watching the beautiful palms sway, the mango trees a month away from abundant fruit, the red bougainvillea and white roses in the yard. I’m happy here.

The children, behind my house, begin their day laughing and squealing. They don’t care who’s listening. They aren’t considerate about disturbing some old man’s solitude. They don’t even know I exist, and if they did it wouldn’t effect their enjoyment of life. They are in their own Zen world. Kids are who they are whenever and wherever they can. And yet they remind me it’s time for coffee.

Zen is laughing children and coffee

I come in to write this chapter and think of the many people I love, and the earth I love, and the beauty of all creation I love; and the me I love. I lean back and think about my very existence, and think to myself. “Is doing what I’m doing the best use of my precious time? Is this the best place for me to be?”

Of course it is. Why would I be anywhere else? 

My inner voice says, “Enjoy this moment.” I breathe in and out, and then chuckle. “How could I be anywhere else in the here and now moment?” I can leave, but I rather like it here. 

I think about being with my family. I look at my computer and I’m reminded of the blessings of technology. I can email or Skype them. I think about the news. The curse of it when too much of it takes me away from being in this Ahhh moment. The mind can screw up ambiance. I smile. Sometimes being led astray in thought is good for me (and fun). Until I forget to breathe. Then I remember Ahhh.

That’s when I rejoice with my good fortune and remember that each moment is precious; when I remind myself that we only have this Zen Moment.

Today I have decided that this is the best moment to be alive.

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