The Highway Shaman Wisdom Reading 

for June 15, 2020

There is an over-all message here, if I put the daily readings together – BRAHMA, the creative force of God bringing forth a new beginning, with countless POSSIBILITIES. I was up for two hours in the middle of the night, making up new plots of a story – Two Crows – which I thought was set many years ago. It was like a puzzle I couldn’t solve, and in the middle of the night, it was solved. Now the story has unlimited potential. This all has to do with the PAGE OF WATER; not being so serious, opening up, being in my childlike innocence. This is when the creative flow happens. 

THE READING

The Elements Tarot: 

BRAHMA: Creative force of God. Exciting and inspiring process of manifestation. initiating, beginning. 

REVERSED: Incompleteness. Emphasis on new ideas without actualizing them. Attachment to excitement.

Osho Zen Tarot: 2 of Fire – POSSIBILITIES

Don’t be content easily. Those who remain content easily remain small: small are their joys, small are their ecstasies, small are their silences, small is their being. But there is no need! This smallness is your own imposition upon your freedom, upon your unlimited possibilities, upon your unlimited potential.

“This card indicates that you are at a point where the world of possibilities is open to you. Because you have grown more loving toward yourself, more self-contained, you can work easily with others. Because you are relaxed and at ease, you can recognize possibilities as they present themselves, sometime even before others can see them. Because you are in tune with your own nature, you can understand that existence is providing you with exactly what you need. Enjoy the flight! And celebrate all the varied wonders of the landscape spread before you.”

The Good Tarot: PAGE OF WATER – 

Openheartedness, Innocence and curiosity, beginning of intimacy and relationships, playfulness, cheerful optimism.

“I open my heart fully, allowing myself to feel childlike wonder and innocence. All adventures lead me to where I need to go. Love awaits! Life is a delightful dance, and I am here to frolic and play. I am ready with a big smile, and I have on my dancing shoes.”

DIVINITY

I know that God is everywhere.

I know that everywhere includes me.

Therefore God permeates my being.

Divinity is my being my Being.

Divinity is knowing my Being is God.

Divinity is found in silence.

In silence I remember who I am.

In silence I hear the beat of my heart.

In silence I feel the vibration of my molecules.

In silence I feel the fanning of Angel wings

And their songs of love and praise.

I hear their whispers saying . . .

“You are loved.   You are love.”

I  know this to be true.

Japanese Woman – fired clay and painted by Dakan

The Highway Shaman Wisdom Reading 

for June 15, 2020

This reading today is what I strive to be all about. PRESENCE. Being Grounded. Clear Minded. Being in the moment and always being connected to my spiritual self. That’s not so hard to do. My phone disappeared. I spent so much energy trying to think where I had left or lost it. I didn’t go anywhere and remember seeing it in one particular place. Finally I asked my spirit guides, “Was it stolen?” Yes. Should I buy a better phone since that one really was shitty. “Yes.” Immediately I found an iPhone7 on Craigslist at a good price in my town. I’ll buy it tomorrow. This is MATURITY. I don’t deserve a shitty broken phone, and right now buying myself a needed gift is good for my spirit. With the SIX OF FIRE I renew my trust in myself, that I am doing the right thing for the right reasons.

THE READING

The Elements Tarot: PRESENCE: 

Delicate Groundedness to all levels of your environment. Clear mindedness. Being in the moment. Connection with the spiritual self. 

REVERSED: Bringing the mind and emotions into the present. Awareness of thoughts and feelings as they surface without repressing or judging them.

Osho Zen Tarot:  Ace of Rainbows –  MATURITY 

The temporary beauty cannot be compared, certainly, with an eternal spring in your being. You look back as far as you can and it has always been there. You look forward as much as you can, and you will be surprised: it is your very being. Wherever you are it will be there, and the flowers will continue to shower on you. This is spiritual spring.

“When you draw this card, know well this moment carries a gift – for hard work well done. Your base is solid now and success and good fortune are yours for they are the outcome of what has already been experienced within.”

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.”

REMOVING THE MASK

It is really quite easy to

Love yourself as you patiently

Remove the mask you’re attached to.

Saying ‘I am God’ is the first step:

I have removed the mask

That says I am not That;

That says I am less than.

Saying ‘I am God’ is saying:

I have removed a mask 

And now realize that

I am God in form, as are you.

And, there is more to do.

More letting go.

More humility.

More being small

So we can grow to be big enough

To be one with all that is.

We begin with removing the mask we’re now wearing.

And then the next mask.

And then the next.

Small mask by Dakan

The Highway Shaman Wisdom Reading 

for June 13, 2020

In this reading I was surprised to see The LOVER in reverse pop up, since I’m pretty much terminally single. But it had to do with balancing the polar opposites within myself. And with SHARING; to be Aware during these times. Not to fall for any directional pull. This is why I do my readings daily – to remind myself of why I’m living on this planet at this time. MESSENGER OF FIRE reminds me to trust my vision; to trust my Knowingness of who I am. I’m a Way Shower, who doesn’t really need an audience, not even a love mate. I do Inter-planes work; an unseen working with the unseens. Thus my dedication to inspirational writing. Maybe you’re here to help people in other ways. That’s for you to figure out. Those people enrolled in Antifa and BLM haven’t figured out their life mission; they’re being sheep, pulled in a conflicted direction. We can be the inspiration to a greater way of being – not to be distracted from doing our life work.

THE READING

The Elements Tarot: 

THE LOVER: Vitality, health, exuberant energy. Depth of feeling and sensuality, 

REVERSED: Spiritual union with a mate, tantra. Uniting of opposites. Coalescence of yin and yang.

Osho Zen Tarot: 

Queen of Fire – SHARING:

“There is no need to go anywhere or make any special effort. You find you can enjoy sensuality without possessiveness or attachment, can give birth to a child or to a new project with an equal sense of creativity fulfilled. Everything around you seems to be ‘coming ‘together’ now. Enjoy it, ground yourself in it, and let the abundance in you and around you overflow.”

The Good Tarot:

MESSENGER OF FIRE – 

“I have an unstoppable Spirit and can co-create all that I desire.”

“Surrounded by Spirit, illuminated by the wisdom that rises up within me, I set forth on a path to innovate.”

“I trust in my vision and act accordingly, remaining true to what I most value and desire, which can manifest in many forms.”

Love – raku original

The Highway Shaman Wisdom Reading 

for June 12, 2020

I was tired today. It is as though I am BREAKING THROUGH to another level of consciousness/understanding, though it feels a bit like death. The old dying before the new can be born. In between my naps I finished the first ten chapters of my new Two Crows book, and that is for sure about the Leader accepting responsibility – for me to just Do It! Like these Blogs, I’m not so sure anyone will read my stories, and it is certainly a challenge to proceed in the the face of nothingness. The new of the building civil war in the USA bothers me, but like the Three of Air says, and I hope, this too shall pass.

THE READING

The Elements Tarot: 

THE LEADER: Pursuing an objective which influences others and brings them under your direction. Accepting responsibility. 

REVERSED: The psychic influence of your mind and thoughts on others. Your influence on the one mind. Also your reflection in those around you. 

Osho Zen Tarot:  BREAKTHROUGH (Justice) – 

To transform breakdowns into breakthroughs is the whole function of a master. They psychotherapist simply patches you up. That is his function. He is not there to transform you. You need a metapsychology, the psychology of the buddhas. The dawn is not far away, but before you can reach the dawn, the dark night has tore passed through. And as the dawn comes closer, the night will become darker.

“If you are now feeling that ‘enough is enough,’ allow yourself to take the risk of shattering the old patterns and limitations that have kept your energy from flowing. In doing so you will be amazed at the vitality and empowerment this Breakthrough can bring to your life.”

The Good Tarot:

THREE OF AIR: Silver linings, natural departures.

“What is truly mine can never be withheld from me. Rejection is Spirit’s protection. It is in my best interest to let go, and allow for something better to take its place. It is my highest good to see the truth regardless of my temporary discomfort. This too shall pass.”

PEACE WARRIOR

I am the consummate peace warrior.

Sword held high I will not step back

Or waiver as I face all challenges,

Real or imagined.

I am fearless and uncommonly strong.

Arrows of confusion and doubt fly around me.

I dodge them with a skill honed

From a lifetime of less important battles.

The sword of pain and separation has pierced my side,

Strengthening my patience and resolve.

I recover quickly and stand even stronger

Before My Beloved

I have chosen for her to receive

My ceaseless love and devotion.

It is for her that I bow down,

Moving lotus petals to kiss her feet.

She is my Mother, my goddess;

My love, my lover, my beloved.

As she removes all of her doubts and fears

And openly commits to and embraces her Man,

The man who has fought so hard and

Waited so patiently for the moment,

I will give to her all of who I am.

I, in my strength and power,

Will joyously join with her,

Aligned with God in purpose,

As we illuminate the world in which we walk,

Hand in hand dispensing the rose petals

Of our combined love,

Sweetness, Truth, Goodness and Compassion.

It is for her that I surrender and give my life.

David Dakan Allison

Marble sculpture in Paris

The Highway Shaman Wisdom Reading 

for June 11, 2020

Today’s blog is all about LOVE. For me/us to experience and express love. That we have unlimited POSSIBILITIES to express our love. The QUEEN OF AIR reminds me that if my intent purpose, my understanding is to Love, then My intention should be in alignment with my understanding. In other words I/we need to stop being drawn into that which is not love. Politics and riots are not love. My rejoicing with each new moment of life is love. My prayers for everyone in the world to choose love over hate and war, is the expression of my love. My essay below is about this.

THE READING

The Elements Tarot: 

LOVE: Heart chakra. Expression and experience of love. Bhakti. Devotion. 

REVERSED: Serving as a vehicle for good higher beings. Connection with the presence of a master, guru or teacher.

Osho Zen Tarot: 

2 of Fire – POSSIBILITIES

Don’t be content easily. Those who remain content easily remain small: small are their joys, small are their ecstasies, small are their silences, small is their being. But there is no need! This smallness is your own imposition upon your freedom, upon your unlimited possibilities, upon your unlimited potential.

“This card indicates that you are at a point where the world of possibilities is open to you. Because you have grown more loving toward yourself, more self-contained, you can work easily with others. Because you are relaxed and at ease, you can recognize possibilities as they present themselves, sometime even before others can see them. Because you are in tune with your own nature, you can understand that existence is providing you with exactly what you need. Enjoy the flight! And celebrate all the varied wonders of the landscape spread before you.”

The Good Tarot:

QUEEN OF AIR – Setting healthy boundaries, strong self-esteem, calculated and shrewd decision, clear communication, well organized, a wordsmith.

“I have clarity of purpose. My intention are in alignment with my understanding. There is always strategy in the game called Life. Can I let go of false truths and be rigorously honest with myself and others?”

LOVE IS ALL THERE IS (Part Two)

Self Love is the healing grace of humanity. The lack of Self Love is the basis for so much unhappiness and dis-ease in the world today.  

Of course, the world out there can be a very confusing place: governments are often corrupt, paid-off politicians will take away your rights of personal freedom, friends and neighbors, people whom you trust can turn against you, can falsely accuse you, or become psychopathic, control freaks, messed up individuals in disguise. Beautiful appearing fantasies, a potential lover, can turn out to be even more screwed up than you would ever imagine, with an even tougher protection shield, which all your love will never be able to penetrate. Bosses and co-workers can turn into total assholes, and even your birth family will often abandon you, or treat you like shit, not recognizing who your really are. Life can be a continuing journey of disappointment and abandonment; a constant high and low, a successful, then heartbreaking, search for love and acceptance.

In all of this, the prevailing non-truth word is “victim.”

All “that” out there only effects our emotions because as a victim of the next unknown, we allow it to effect us emotionally. In awareness the truth is revealed: all ‘that’ out there is not our emotions. They are external factors bombarding us, penetrating through our “not self” masks, exposing all that “is not love,” “is not me or you stuff,” but only fodder for our consideration.

On the other end, when we are strong and stable in our Self Love, many or all of these emotional traps no longer come up for consideration. In our personal power we can say, “That is not mine.” And then dismiss it. This is not a statement of denial. The truth is, it really isn’t mine. Or yours.

Beginning in the early 1980’s I became the student and friend of a very powerful Druid Priestess. She was an amazing psychic, astrologer and Tarot reader, with a brilliant mind. She also weighed around 250 pounds. As an empath she was taking on her clients stuff. One freezing Alaska night, stuck like a whale in bed with all her fat, in her little trailer in my back yard, she decided to die. This was when she realized that most of her 300 pounds of fat wasn’t hers. She got up the next morning with a new mantra, “It’s not mine.” As the months and years went on, whenever I had an issue she would say, “It’s not mine, I’ve given you the tools to deal with it, so deal with it yourself.” That year, it seemed like over-night, miraculously, she lost 150 pounds, and kept it off for the next 35 years until she died, always reciting her mantra, “It’s not mine,” when any drama was presented to her. At the same time, her love for me and people who came to see her never wavered. She loved herself, and demanded that you love yourself too. 

Once we become firm in the truth that “love is all there is;” that anything that is not love, is not real, is not ours, that it is an illusion, maybe a test, and yet still an illusion, then we will be free to truly be who we really are.

We are love. Love is all there is. That’s it.

Let us proceed with this in mind.  

The Highway Shaman Wisdom Reading 

for June 10, 2020

Today The LOVER card showed up with The TEACHER also popping out of the deck. Both in reverse. The theme of the week has been to let go of my “knowing,” to listen to more balanced points of view. This sequels from yesterday – my freedom from polarizing belief is worthy of CELEBRATION. After doing these Spirit readings every day for the past two months, more than ever, I recognize in the ACE OF WATER that, “Spirit always informs me and guides me, allowing me to illumine the darkest of places.” My essay below is titled, “Love is all there is.”

THE READING

The Elements Tarot: 

THE LOVER: Vitality, health, exuberant energy. Depth of feeling and sensuality, 

REVERSED: Spiritual union with a mate, tantra. Uniting of opposites. Coalescence of yin and yang.

THE TEACHER: Giving of yourself in a way that guides and instructs others. Transmitting information or energy that is helpful to or needed by others. 

REVERSED: Willingness to surrender in heart and mind to anothers’ teachings. Gaining experiences and resources necessary to teach others through words or actions.

Osho Zen Tarot: 

3 of Water – CELEBRATION – Only man has gone wrong somewhere, and he has gone wrong somewhere because he thinks himself to be very wise, very clever. Your cleverness is your disease. Don’t be too wise. Always remember to stop; don’t go to the extreme. A little foolishness and a little wisdom is good, and the right combination makes you a buddha.

“When you choose this card, it indicates that you are becoming more and more available and open to the many opportunities that are to celebrate life, and to spread this by contagion to others. Don’t bother about  scheduling a party on your calendar. Ley your hair down, take your shoes off, and start splashing in the puddles right now. The party is happening all around you every moment!”

The Good Tarot:

ACE OF WATER – Unconditional love, overflowing abundance, the fertility of love.

“I am filled with love from Spirit and joyously let it flow out to others, where it fertilizes the seeds of co-creation. Love gives hope, shining brilliant light on all possibilities available to me. I’m optimistic about bring dreams into being. Spirit always informs me and guides me, allowing me to illumine the darkest of places.”

LOVE IS ALL THERE IS

Love, to me, is the greatest emotion:  love is all there is.

All my life I’ve longed for the grand prize, the wedding cake of love. First to love myself more, and then to be loved by my family and friends. On top of all that I’ve wanted the cherry on top love: a women who loves me unconditionally, loves all my good aspects and all my not quite perfect personality traits, and vice versa: a mutual recognition of our true beauty.

Finding and sustaining the reality of a romantic love partner, has caused me lifelong angst. I found her for short periods, like the first few years of my long ago marriage, the short lasting love affairs, and the one hour sorties that weren’t really love at all. 

After my broken heart 35 years ago, I became like so many men and women who have been hurt. I began to accept that maybe I’m not supposed to have a love partner, for so many reasons. It was easy to rationalize my aloneness, blaming it on: my age, not having enough money, my physical unattractiveness, my weight, my lack of desire to play the romance game, my sexual performance issues, my zen complacency, and so on. 

Living on Kauai, Monk Island, for twenty years, between ages 45 and 65, I blamed it on the culture. Older men wanted younger women, who didn’t want them. Older women wanted men who weren’t screwed up and were still handsome, who could afford them. It appeared to me that the “new age woman” couldn’t recognize my inner strength and beauty; couldn’t fathom the true depth of my love. I felt like a victim of an unsupportive culture, like the chips were all stacked against me to ever find a woman to love.

I was taught and was confused by the adages: “You are not a victim,” “This is your creation,” and “The emotions you’re feeling are not yours.”

Wow. All this is angst, my loneliness, sadness, lack of love and so on, was my creation, and I’m not a victim of any of it, because all my feelings are not mine? I’ve been reacting to shit I made up my whole adult life, shit that wasn’t mine in the first place. Fuck.

How could the emotions which have been controlling my life, especially my love life, not be mine? And if they are not mine, why do I feel them so intensely? 

The answer to all these questions kept peeking through my consciousness, like a little angel in the corner of my mind waving at me, saying, “You need to love YOURSELF, unconditionally, first and foremost, and then you’ll stop looking for love outside of yourself.”

Hmmm. I have had an issue with my weight, particularly my pot belly. It started to appear soon after my divorce 37 years ago. Then after an unsuccessful two year love affair, another broken heart, five years later, the tummy grew bigger and never went away.

Was my pot belly, more than anything, my shield, my protection? Were all the things which kept my belly fat: improper diet, lack of daily exercise, irregular sleep patterns, self-induced stress, drinking beer, staying relatively poor, unruly hair, thinking I couldn’t give a woman daily orgasms, and so on, an unconscious strategy to keep women away, to keep love away; a fool-hearty effort to insure against another broken heart?

From this transparent and honest point of view, I can see that I’m clearly not the victim of all the reasons I listed. That blame and victimhood are unrealistic, counterproductive habits, which can be changed.

I’m simply a very emotional man: a man wanting to love and be loved in return, to enjoy my life with a woman without all the, what I thought unnecessary, selfish demands and conflict. I could never understand, when I presented something with love, how it could be interpreted as the opposite of love, forcing me to explain my terrible motives, which weren’t terrible motives at all. In my mind, my only motive was to love and be loved in return. 

I’m not alone with this story. 

The Highway Shaman Wisdom Reading 

for June 9, 2020

Celebration takes a different form when isolated and alone, with no other person to raise a glass with. So I can toast to myself. The Resurrection card correctly illustrates my singular celebration, the letting go of the political right and left perspective, judgment, and moving into a greater sense of Self love. The Six of Fire talks about renewed trust “that I am contributing to the highest good of all in my own unique way.” This is indeed worthy of celebration. My essay for today is titled, “God is a Green Frog, Too.”

THE READING

The Elements Tarot: 

RESURRECTION: Dissolution of current experience of reality. Quantum leap in consciousness. Complete realignment of the spiritual self. Initiation. 

REVERSED: The dark night of the soul. Despair. The point of greatest resistance before total trans formation.

Osho Zen Tarot:  Ten of Rainbows

WE ARE THE WORLD 

Life has been given to you to create, and to rejoice, and to celebrate. When you cry and weep, when you are miserable, you are alone. When you celebrate, the whole existence participates with you. Only in celebration do we meet the ultimate, the eternal. Only in celebration do we go beyond the circle of birth and death. 

“When we recognize the common source of our humanity, the common origins of our dreams and longings, our hopes and fears, we are able to see that we are all joined together in the great miracle of existence. When we can combine our tremendous inner wealth to create a treasure of love and wisdom that is available to all, we are linked together in the exquisite pattern of eternal existence.”

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.”

GOD IS A GREEN FROG TOO

I once had a green ceramic frog guarding my fish pond. (I once had a fish pond) I placed it right there for everyone to see, but nobody ever paid one bit of attention to it.

Things have whatever meaning we give them. 

I imagined this little frog was God watching over me, protecting me and my house. I’m free to think that, you know . . . give it whatever meaning I choose.

The frog was simply the God of my choice. I could have chosen a little cat to guard my fish, to guard me. Or more sacrosanctity, the reclining Buddha, who seemed to so content contemplate the gold fish. Or the gentle fall of the water, a constant blessing. If I looked to the front’s right or to its left, I would easily have found another perfectly formed something or other, and given it a lofty title; elevate it to a God. God the ceramic cat, or God the plastic Jesus, or God the cement Buddha, or whatever the hell I had chosen God to be. 

I guess I’m saying God is all inclusive. 

God is the flowers and the flower pot, the soil and the water. God is the porch, the stepping stones, my house and the plants around it; the neighbor’s house, their plants and street trees and the land its all on. God is the sky, the clouds and the rain; the moon, the sun and every star in the night sky. God is my Apple laptop and my arms and fingers and the keys. God is singing though my speakers. God is every little thing I want to focus my attention on. God is the air that I’m breathing, my inhale and exhale. 

God is what distracts me, what causes me to focus; my first word and last word and everything in between. God is thinking these thoughts, dreaming my dreams and, of course, is the love which permeates all creation. God was my little ceramic frog on my front porch croaking. God is you reading this. 

The Highway Shaman Wisdom Reading 

for June 8, 2020

In the first week of June, 2020, there were a lot of riots and discord in the USA. I saw myself falling into that crack, judging the good and bad of it. Then I was reminded that it isn’t my business; that I am here to realize the CHRIST in me and in my EXISTENCE become clean and clear, so I can see tremendous love falling on me from all dimensions; on all of us. FOUR OF FIRE suggests that I am entering into a new creative phase. So I have decided to get back into writing my TWO CROWS novels, now from a more enlightened point of view. I have included Chapter One in this blog below.

THE READING

The Elements Tarot: 

CHRIST: Selfless service from a context of truth and dispassion. Forgiveness. Presence of Christ. Humility. 

REVERSED: Unwillingness to accept negative aspects in oneself.

Osho Zen Tarot:  

EXISTENCE  (The Magician) –

You are not accidental. Existence needs you. Without you something will be missing in existence and nobody can replace it.  That’s what gives you dignity, that the whole of existence will miss you. The stars and sun and moon, the trees, birds and earth – everything in the universe will feel a small place is vacant which cannot be filled by anybody except you. This gives you a tremendous joy, a fulfillment that you are related to existence, and existence cares for you. Once you are clean and clear, you can see tremendous love falling on you from all dimensions.

The Good Tarot: 

FOUR OF FIRE – A new creative phase, celebration, pleasure and harmony in relationships.

“Dancers have partners, singers have musicians helping them create sweet music, and I find others who are in sync with me and my desires.  It’s a time for celebrating friendships and all that others bring to life, a time for revelry and relishing the pleasure of being in good company. Making magic with others is the focus at this time.”

Stories of the Highway Shaman

Two Crows

Chapter One

 A question in your nerves is lit

Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy

Saturday morning – 2023

A roll of thunder wakes Lucky from a most comforting dream. 8:30 am. Portland’s weekend weather forecast calls for non-stop torrential downpours, threatening to cancel Portland’s annual Gay Pride Parade. Lucky checks the news on his iPhone; it’s been cancelled. He moans, and then snuggles under his down quilt, wanting to fall back into his fantasy dream. But he’s lost in thought.

Lucky Two Crows is a full-blooded American Indian, a Blackfeet, born in Montana on the reservation. The BIA took him from his alcoholic mother when he was six, and then shuttled him from one foster home to another until he was old enough to run away. By age sixteen he became a Portland street renegade. He found an Aikido dojo and became a dedicated martial artist. He was smart enough to stay away from alcohol abuse, drugs and prison. For ten years Lucky made a meager living repairing computers. He also performed in powwows, riding horses and shooting arrows. At age twenty-six, ten years ago, he became a detective for a prominent Portland Indian Rights attorney, JJ Jones. For the past three years, since the great pandemic of 2020, their workload has been sporadic; prompting Lucky to open his own business.

L&P Investigations is a detective agency. Peter Miller, an IT specialist and licensed Private Eye is his business partner. They work with CJ, Clair Jackson, a hot blond genius firewall buster and private eye. Adam is a multi-tattooed skate-board riding geek from another planet computer genius. Jane, his girlfriend, with her a nose-ring and purple hair, is their secretary. All five are dedicated to saving the people from food poisoning by the global cartels.

L&P Investigations is both a legitimate detective agency and a false front for their stealth anti-agrochemical cartel computer hacking aspirations. Taking down the food cartels is the team’s ultimate goal, along with stopping the re-emergence of underground sex slavery in Oregon.

Lying in bed, Lucky thinks about his stallion and the police horses who were cursing the rain, the idea of getting soaked in a parade. Their prayers to stay indoors with the warm wraps on their backs, secure in their stables, were answered. As was Lucky’s black stallion in his Beaverton barn.

Like the horses, Lucky is safe and secure under a pile of down quilts in his Pearl District home. He had been dreaming of her, not CJ who has the hots for him, but some other non-defined hot gal. He imagined her snuggling in his arms, whispering in his ear, ‘don’t leave me baby, stay here.’ If only.

When it rains, Lucky lets Tonto, a stray black cat alley survivor like him, lie on his chest. If she could, she’d sleep on his face. He likes strays because they take care of themselves; aren’t needy, unlike most of the women he’s known. Once a month he buys a big bag of cat food and puts it under cover on the back porch. He leaves just enough of an opening for Tonto. Poison bulkheads keep the ants away, and if a rat comes anywhere near, good luck: Tonto’s favorite raw protein. Even if she ran out of food, just like Lucky, she’d figure something out. Survivor’s always do. He often wishes he was as wild and free as her.

All the political uprising in 2020 deeply disturbed Lucky. He thinks that politics, like a Gay Pride Parade, should come out once a year. Give everyone, gay or straight, red or blue, free reign to flaunt their flamboyant tomfoolery and exhausting cacophonies. For one day they could let loose with their righteous squabbles, screw each other, and then sleep on it. As it is, to him politics is rife with endless graft, strings attached to personal deals and gains and re-election campaigns. Lucky’s team wants to do something with no strings attached. Their theft would be entirely anonymous, giving away large bundles of money like an invisible Santa Claus. Their hope is for a joyous country full of unexpected good nature surprises.

But their hopes lacked an important ingredient: money. They need money. They need a more powerful motherboard, one capable of holding not giga or terra but petabytes of information. They need a control center with at least twenty thirty-six-inch monitors. They have the space in their new Portland office, but no money to purchase the equipment.

Regardless of the money, their impatience forces them to begin somewhere. Today they had planned to hack into Piedmont-Syn’s website. Change the homepage.

Their plan was to participate in the Gay Pride Parade, even though only Peter was gay. They would all dress flamboyantly, with Lucky on his black stallion, bare-chested, face blackened with war-paint. He’d be the full-blooded Blackfeet warrior, bow and arrows in hand, yelling war chants like he did at the powwows. Their hope was his juxtaposed outrageousness would make the five o’clock news. This would be proof they were there,  in the parade and innocent of hacking into Piedmont Syn’s website.

Lucky agreed with the plan, and yet he wasn’t 100% sure; maybe 99% sure it would work. He is now thinking that maybe the delay was to their good fortune. Just one simple little glitch, a trace back to them, would ruin their lives and dreams forever.

Lucky really doesn’t want to get up but his tummy is protesting. He decides to go to Mary Jane’s, his favorite Portland café; his best destination for comfort and security on a day like today. He puts on his blue jeans and denim long sleeve shirt. Jeans tucked in, he laces up his mid-calf boots, instantly as toasty and secure as mukluks in an Alaskan blizzard. All his leather is freshly oiled and waterproofed. He then slips on his Scully’s dark leather oiled long coat, sets his matching wide-brimmed Stetson as low as it would go. He looks like a long rider in a spaghetti western. Before heading out into the storm he checks himself in the mirror. “I’m one bad-ass Indian.

The Highway Shaman Wisdom Reading 

for June 7, 2020

The Good Tarot card today, 8 of Air, sums up why I do these readings, “With Spirit at my side encouraging me. I open my eyes to see things as they really are.” Every day I shuffle and pull one card from each deck. Today a second Elements card popped out. There is never an accident with this. I got HEIGHT = attainment and my action directed by inner guidance supported by RESOLUTION (R) = Bringing wholeness and peace to an unstable situation with the aid of spiritual forces. Inner work, prayer.  Powerful. Osho Zen then followed with TURNING IN = to distance my mind from the drama out there in the world, and go within.

THE READING

The Elements Tarot: 

HEIGHT: Attainment. Wisdom. Success. Action directed by inner guidance. 

REVERSED: Fear of failure. Aspiring for success while maintaining a limiting self image. Self doubt.

RESOLUTION: Creating peace and stability by developing new or manifesting dormant abilities, approaches or resources. Using inner resources. 

REVERSED: Bringing wholeness and peace to an unstable situation with the aid of spiritual forces. Inner work, prayer.

Osho Zen Tarot: 

TURNING IN – All journeys are outward journeys, there is no inward journey. How can you journey inwards? You are already there, there is no point in going. When going stops, journeying disappears; when desiring is no more clouding your mind, you are in. This is called turning in. But it is not a turning at all, it is simply not going out.

“To develop the knack of taking a distance from the mind is one of the greatest blessings. It is what meditation is all about really – not chanting a mantra, or repeating an affirmation, but just watching, as if the mind belongs to somebody else. You are ready to take this distance now, and to watch the show without getting caught up in the drama. Indulge yourself in the simple freedom of Turning In whenever you can, and the knack of meditation will grow and deepen in you.”

The Good Tarot:

EIGHT OF AIR: Release from denial, seeing things as they really are, clarity.

“With Spirit at my side encouraging me. I open my eyes to see things as they really are. To be disillusioned is to free myself from illusions that keep me from the growth and healing I deserve, so I bid goodbye to illusions that have clouded my vision. Honesty gives me strength and courage to face whatever I have to face.”

THE MASTER OF YOUR DESTINY

One afternoon I went to the house of a very wise medicine woman. Her house was filled with amulets and sacred objects, herbs hanging, drying from her ceiling, many jars with potpourris and essential oils: all for her healing arts. The woman was a renown psychic, who used a variety of esoteric tools to read fortunes. She drew of a card from one of her numerous tarot decks. It was the ‘Master’ card. She smiled. “You haven’t been listening. So often I have told you, others have told you, the truth of who you are, and every time you forget. Why can’t you remember that you are the one you have been looking for?” 

When I shrugged my shoulders, she opened a reference book to the word “Master,” handed it to me and told me to read it:

“Your life is a work of art, a thing of beauty to behold. But you have forgotten about your beauty, power and mastery, because the Master in you is still asleep. The brain is intricately connected to all of your bodily functions, and is not the same as the mind. The mind a detached construct hovering around, like a ghost: its the servant of the illusionary world; it follows the dictates of culture, religion, politics, advertising and social imprinting, and obeys these contrived man-made laws, telling you that you must too. You have simply been mesmerized, like the others, to believe that your mind is in control, that it is the Master, when in fact it is the servant of the Master. In your innocence and not knowing, you’ve allowed the servant to play the role of the Master. The servant, who is running your show, your mind, is not you. Once you realize that this obedient betraying servant, your mind, is a trickster, and has no business being in charge of your life, that it has, in fact, made you its slave, only then can you dismiss the mind and follow your heart. Then will you be free. There is nothing more precious than freedom, in being a Master of your own Destiny.”  

The Master of my own Destiny?

I asked the medicine woman exactly what it meant to be the Master of my Destiny. “Whose other destiny would you master?” she asked. “Proclaiming your own Mastery is contrary to our culture and tradition, this is true. There has always been a Master teacher for the student. You are traditionally, ritually, supposed to be less than a Master, until your Master gives you his or her blessings. I’ll be your Master . . . and give you my blessings, though you know and I know that blessings are illusions. You were born free, and have always been free to be whoever you say you are. So go be it. Be the Master of your own destiny.”

The Highway Shaman Wisdom Reading 

for June 6, 2020

Yesterday I spoke with a friend about American politics. It upset me. I think this is what the TEN of FIRE is all about. It’s a burden I doin’t need. I’m here to be a Way Shower, not to lug around beliefs or emotions that don’t server the greater whole. In my daily connection with Spirit, with these readings, I am GRACEd with an ABUNDANCE of Spiritual and Material Gifts. God is on my side. By doing this daily work I am becoming whole and wiser.

THE READING

The Elements Tarot: 

GRACE: Receiving spiritual and material gifts. Influence of positive forces. A gift of God. 

REVERSED: Fundamental resistance to receiving. Deep seated feelings of un worthiness.

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:

TEN OF FIRE – Burning away, releasing the excess, endings clear way for beginnings.

“I may be overcommitted and taken on too many burdens. In this moment, I do the work of decluttering my life. All that I release will take on new form and serve the greater whole, but I no longer need to hold on to it simply because it once seemed to have value to me. I thank it for what it did for me, but say goodbye to the emotions, the relationships, and situations that I realize do not belong in my life anymore.”

THE STORY OF SOCIETY

If I were a bird on a branch observing ants I would see all these little beings moving in some sort of chaotic order, going out in search of something – food, building materials; whatever the heck ants look for, and bring it back home. Maybe ants have consciousness and know what they’re doing. Regardless, they are doing it for their Queen. All the busy work that fills their hours, is all for the benefit of their Queen. 

What if there were some thinking ants who met in secret. They were chattering: WTF are we doing? What’s the reward for all our hard toil and sweat? Screw her. Let’s start our own colony. 

Let’s say that happened and the colony was surviving perfectly well without the Queen. The Queen, being in her self-centered world, probably didn’t even know about the rebellious ants.

But, what if the word got around, and more and more ants left, started their own colonies and the Queen’s needs weren’t being met? She would react. I’d say she would probably send out loyal spy drones to infiltrate the colonies. 

Once these drones were trusted, because droneness gave them a stronger personality, they began organizing the colony society. Maybe they formed a religion, institutions of higher learning, since they found out that the worker ants could actually think. Then, because the drone feigned superiority, they would start wars with the other colonies. Alliances would be made. Eventually the alliances would be consolidated under one central government, run by you know who. The Queen. But now the worker ants are doing it with free will, because they were taught the benefits.

But, what if a few colonies still knew the true story of their ant origin? What if they knew the truth of their being and were aware of their godly nature? The cycle would continue, until eventually the Queen would become irrelevant. Then all the free ants would have a big party.