Return to Life

’m on a flight from L.A. to Guadalajara. Tonight I’ll sleep in my little blue house in Teotihuacan. The last few days I have been shifting my attention between the main aspects of my life, from my family, to The Ranch, from the Ocean and waves of Malibu to the music and creation of our Documentary DREAMING HEAVEN. One conversation I’m talking about cattle and the future of the cattle business as we shift from a life time of commercial beef cattle production to the organic grass fed business, and the next I’m working on the creation of the Integrative Life Centers, a new format for Recovery and Integrative wellness in an out patient setting allowing more people to come to terms with all that they live, believe, choose and give their faith to. Recovery is becoming about our Integrity as human beings, a much greater picture than what I experienced 11 years ago when I was first introduced to the term Recovery as a way of life. Eleven years ago “recovery” was about being sober from drugs and alcohol, that is still a very important, yet narrow beginning point leading to the opportunities to live life Free, creative, authentic and aware.

As all the pieces of my world orbit through me and around me I feel a little crazy, like the threads are coming unraveled faster than I expected, like the ground under my feet is not solid at all but a fluid almost wave like place where I stand in consciousness not in a solid reality. This is the awareness of Dreaming Life, a term I’ve used for several years and still one that my mind argues with. To say life is a dream sounds to my mind like it’s not serious enough, the mind needs to believe that it has life figured out or it wants to freak. So I let my mind freak cuse when I let my mind run my life my life got to be a mess, my mind freaking is a breeze compared to my mind calling the shots.
The dreaming is awareness that the creation of my life is an act of intent and opportunity mixed with free will and awareness. Sounds more like a sorcerers recipe than a serious drama and it is and I am so grateful.

The fabric or this world of ours has hit the great cosmic hyperspace warp drive and what we have been taught to give faith too is becoming more and more not real or true. Where to now? The new security is faith in you, first, and then when we give faith to anything else that faith has real value. Until then we give faith out of a need to believe that something outside of us can save us. That’s a lie. Too bad for our worlds great religions and the American Dream that money, power, stuff and good looks will get you to the promised land It won’t. It will get you to the lost center of the universe with out a map.

I know I have said this before but it keeps coming back around, if you do not have faith in yourself you can not have real faith in God, or Spirit or anything else out there. If God is unconditional Love and we are the creation of God then we are an extension of the one that created us and to not care for our self or do the work, internally, to claim true faith in our self we are saying by action that God makes messes with us humans and we are the result of that mess. I don’t think so. To take care of our self first is to care for Gods creation. When we are living from our integrity, as a result of having cared for our self, then we are a gift to the world. Our choices, actions, presence are all clean and clear and aligned with the intent of our creator.
Of course our world is coming apart it is based in small minded, fear based, lies and distortions perpetrated by those in power and accepted by people not interested in taking responsibility or even a good look at themselves. Sure we can save the whales or the birds or something else out there but if we do not wake up in consciousness all those creatures we have been saving will come to the same demise as the humans with no good planet to survive on. More Wal marts or better health care or another political party is not going to get that job done for us. We have to do this individually, one person at a time, one day at a time and by sharing our increased awareness and perspectives we will create new communities of awakened people who are living from integrity rather than from beliefs.

Today I led a ceremony on a 1500 year old alter in central Mexico with a group of 25 very accomplished professionals from all walks of American Life. Most of the group was new to ceremony and had never been to an ancient ceremonial center like Teotihuacan. After we were finished they all had a new and greater awareness of what Life, light, awareness and possibility mean to them. Each living their own unique and personal experience, this is one path back to our center, our integrity our freedom and our worlds salvation. This is our mess; Jesus is not going to come flying down out of the clouds to rescue this lazy mess of humanity. We are doing this to our selves and when we decide to stop it we will and not before then. The group on the Alter today has a greater perspective to base their next decision on. That is progress.

Where ever you are, whatever flavor of evolution you might choose for yourself I hope for all of us that you have a path on evolution that you are living. I hope for you that your path holds you accountable for your own salvation. You are the only one that can get you to the dance of the cosmos and what a dance it can be whenever we decide to stop ignoring the calling of the truth to look at how we are all creating this world we live in. Life is as life has always been 100% on our side and all we need to is take that next step toward the unknown. Ready…1, 2, 3, go….

Marmalade Skies

Picture yourself in a boat on a river,,,,,with tangerine trees and marmalade skies,,,,,,

Looking out the window of this 737 I watch the maze of Mexico City fade into the distance. The sky is blue today, rare in this place of 26million humans. Seems these days wherever the humanity masses the Earth pays a terrible price.

Over the last 12 days I have led a beautiful group of people into and out of the Dreams of a world created over 2000 years ago to serve all of us in awakening to the truth of Divinity as a way of life on Earth. Sounds like some big mystical deal when all it’s about is being what you are really rather than trying to be what you believe you are. The latter takes years of programming and conditioning while the other requires believing nothing.

Imagine there’s no Heaven, it’s easy if you try….no Hell below us, above us only sky…imagine all the people living for today….ah ahhh….

To dare to awaken today from our inherited slumber with its matrix of shadows, false Gods, lies and manipulations is a daunting task and the task we are created for. The truth lives with in, you, me them, us. The truth is in each breath taken, in each thought passing thru from there to hear. We breathe, we feel, we laugh, we cry…we dream and we follow the leader straight into the colorful palaces of Hell. “Come to me”, the painted characters beckon us with promises of security, wealth, pride and accomplishment. We go. Of course we go, it is the dance of the world and the dance must be played out if we are to rewrite it’s riffs and refrains, redirecting the players to a greater dynamic of Magical, mystical, three quarter time, waltzes and rumbas.
“Off with their heads”, the red Queen demands… “Take mine first my Lady, this head of mine has only gotten me deeper and deeper into nowhere”.

All things must pass….George knows. All things must pass away.
Twelve days in the heart of the world according to me. After all we each have our own heart of the world or if we do not then certainly we must rediscover it if we are to remember.

My Sweet Lord, ummm my Lord, ummm my Lord, I really want to see you, really want to be with you.
I hear you today with out even listening, I feel you always without even knowing. I don’t have to look cuse you’ve never not been here. I have remembered with no story to tell.
Stories are great but the truth doesn’t need one, in fact THE TRUTH can’t be found in one, still our stories paint the canvass, connecting the matrix of dreams from day to day, person to person, thought to thought.

The last three days in Mexico I worked with an idea shared by myself and a Producer from L.A. that I met trying to bring a REaliy show to the USA on what real Healing and Recovery can look like. That idea scared people, they couldn’t seem to get their head around it. Go figure, we are in love with the excuses to suffer. It would be against our cultural vows to question the boundaries of what we might be if we dropped ALL the Bull shit.

Our new idea is to create a TV show that follows yours truly around the planet connecting with the Ancient Sacred knowledge and mysteries of the peoples who have never stopped dreaming reality from the depths of their Divinity. To bring the story and beauty of this world’s mystery tradition into Americas living rooms might just fill a void we have suffered from for a long, long time. The culture of the USA has no conscious relationship with Creation or the world that was born of the Mother Earth. We’d rather control and manipulate to maintain our lifestyle and twisted sense of security.
I want to believe that with the great shifts we are living in there would be some awareness and, if only on the deepest level, recognition of the presence of the Creator in the stories and ceremonies reveled through this show. Why not? If we can get as disconnected and insane as we are now surely we can see the opportunity to do something else, if only virtually, sitting in the comfort of our own home.

I was told 12 years ago I could never make my ideas of a treatment center work…and we did. Now I don’t bother to ask for validation, I have too great a faith in where these compelling feelings that morph into ideas come from and I just do it. If God had wanted us to ask each other for permission to follow our own Divinity we would never have been given free will.

Tonight my Mee, Bella, Lola and myself will sleep in our beds in Nashville. We will all Dream with our Mexico and soon, before this year ends, we will travel once again to the next landing zone for the McCormick family Dreams. Maybe L.A., maybe Manhattan, maybe back to Mexico…that will be revealed, no worries.

By now we must be over south Texas, welcome to Gringo Landia. There’s a cloud outside my window that looks like Jim Morrison. “ Before you slip into unconsciousness, I’d love to have another kiss…….” See you in the Dreamtime….

A PRAYER ON THE WALK BACK HOME

I am just here with you creator , I am just here in you...

First thing this morning I went over to the gate one of Teotihuacan. Whenever I arrive back in Teo I like to go walk through my life there as soon as I can, alone, with myself and my relationship with all that exists there. Today felt interesting as though I am now seeing this place of my awakening from a greater perspective, a less personal more expansive view. As always being in Teotihuacan is more a feeling than a physical experience.

So I walked across the Avenue of the Dead and climbed the steps to the Plaza of Quetzelquatal. Connections come easy here. After some time I said thank you to all that might be listening and moved on up the Avenue of the Dead.

Some hour or so later I arrived at the Alter in front of the Pyramid of the Moon.Itis on this alter that so many have offered back to life all the energies that have been held onto over a life time not realizing that it is our clinging that traps us in our mind and feeds our suffering. Of course we have no idea until we wake up to what we are doing and then it is still a great leap to be willing to let go of all that we define ourselves and our world by.

Sitting on the alter I heard my mantra, one that I picked up in the Catholic Church and have always loved to say to myself and all that listens within me,"Lamb of God take away the sins of the world, have mercy on us, Lamb of God take away the sins of the world, grant us Peace".I was slowly saying my mantra over and over when I was moved to take some Coca leaves from Peru from my bag and hold them with a great open and loving heart sending my prayers into the light that falls on the Peruvian world.Sitting with my eyes closed I heard someone walking up beside me and a gruff almost angry voice said, "Jesus Christ is the way son, Jesus Christ is the only way". Opening my eyes there was a 60 something year old American guy looking down at me like I was da Devil. I guess he couldn't hear my mantra or if he could he wasn't to hot on Catholic prayers..whatever. I just looked at him, there was nothing to say.Evidently he believed we lived in the same world and the truth is we don't.

I closed my eyes and rejoined the love that moves through me wondering if the man would have even cared to know what it was I was praying. I don't think so, who knows, who cares.

Once again I got up and continued my walk through the magical world of Teo eventually ending up in front of the pyramid of the Sun. Climbing the steps to the Alter in front of the Sun I put my attention on the doorway to the ancient cave that rests beneath the Pyramid. Last winter I had the opportunity to spend some time in the cave and that experience shifted my relationship with the Pyramid to something very etheric.

Taking out my bells I gently let the wind ring the bells and dreamed back through the 10 years of personal growth and evolution that I've lived with the Sun as my witness. Opening my eyes I sat and watched people climb and desend the steps to the top, listening to the conversations of the people coming and going.Looking up I saw the man that offered Jesus as the way coming down the steps and right behind him was a Fransiscan Monk and some Nuns, their robes flowing with the breeze. As I looked around there was a Mexican man dressed all in white that was saying prayers to the four directions and the spirits of his world, offering his hands up toward the Pyramid. Many paths, many masters. I just sat and watched.

A few minutes later I realized I was hungry and our Dreaming House has the best food this side of all our little heavens so again I got up and started walking home. On the way the words..."I am just here with you father, I am just here with you, I am just here in you Creator, I am just here in you....and that is the truth.

Vaya Con Dios.......

PUTTING TWO AND TWO TOGETHER

Many of you have seen this video of Jill Bolte Taylor, some may have read her book. I did. What I find interesting here is when you overlay her experiences of consciousness on top of the "recovery" process.
We have multi-dimensional realities and perceptions within us. The traditional recovery process gives only surface level attention to the deeper aspects of our consciousness. What we suffer from is our loss of awareness and conscious connection with our greater Consciousness. We are huge creative beings that have been born into a "reality" that is very small minded and literal in interpretation interaction. Living disconnected from our right brain consciousness is certainly enough of a loss of true reality to cause great discomfort and even more disturbing a very skewed perception of our self, the world , others, potential, etc.... Reality is not literal , reality is more dream like than reasonable.
We speak of evidenced based and research proven when all those two terms imply is that someone watched and measured the cause and effect of a particular interaction in a particular set up. The results are specific to the test and we have been taught to place studies done by institutions or Corporations ahead of the opportunities presented by living day to day experience with people in their own personal process. I believe what I see and feel not what I am told by so called experts or University/ Big Pharma Studies. I am completely responsible for what I choose to believe and how I allow my beliefs to limit or expand my awareness and also how I apply my craft in working with others.
Dr. Taylor's experience is so beautiful in that we hear the experience and see the awareness of one who has bridged the two aspects of her one mind into a whole. Unless you have a balanced connection between the two you will miss out on at least half of what Life is offering. When we live disconnected from great aspects of our consciousness we will live out of balance and when we live out of balance long enough we settle into that condition as though it were "normal". Living out of balance will also cause discomfort and suffering that we;ll then only be able to identify from our distorted left brained perspective. You see the choices we perceive are limited by the awareness we live from. Small awareness small choices, greater awareness greater choices.
We can not offer what we do not have. As professionals in the healing arts we are subject to the same limited ways of thinking, perceiving and living as our clients and the culture as a whole. If we are to be more than a band aid to the issues then we must be willing to stretch beyond the limitations of left Brain knowledge. We must be the Change we want to see in our clients and the world and live it or we aren't offering anything but a better version of the same ol' hell. This is our opportunity to not be satisfied with what has become acceptable as a profession and go for the freedom that is so clearly what Dr. Taylor found, within herself , as a result of her experience. Maybe you'll watch this video and consider what are you living as reality and how much of your time and attention do you give to the greater aspects of your consciousness. We have settled long enough, now is the opportunity to live from our greater awareness.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UyyjU8fzEYU

Seeing Through the Shadows

My wife tells me I am never home, I'm always going somewhere. Yes, I am going somewhere a lot. Twice this year to Peru, three times to Teotihuacan, Mexico, a couple times to New York City. Sometimes I feel like I am gone from home and sometimes I feel more at home in the places of great mystery than I do in the world that is so familiar and set in it's ways. What I miss are my girls and my wife not the structure, rigid reality and supposed security of the United States.

I have found what I'll call levels in experience and reality through my living so many journeys and opportunities to expand and challenge myself and my perceptions. In this world there are great shadows cast across the landscapes that we have been taught to perceive as reality. Shadows like Cultural dynamics and religious attachments, definitions, titles,Power and self importance. Shadows like the projections of our beliefs onto the worlds stage which we then seek to either have validated or we respond in judgement needing to defend our having given precious faith to those beliefs when beliefs are never truth in the absolute sense. Truth does not need our distorted beliefs to be present and alive in our lives.Our beliefs are very small, thin, desperate attempts to feel secure. Truth is what we are ,we are life's' expression as human with all that Human entails.Beliefs are generated from our need to "know", our need to believe we are "safe" and that the next move can be predictable. We believe out of fear because we have no real relationship with the freedom that Faith in Life, faith in ourselves, offers.

I get frustrated with all the resistance of moving though the quagmire of beliefs that suffocate this world.Must be my Scottish blood and the past generations of Warriors with all their lust for battle when anyone came to squelch their personal freedom with some doctrine of irrelevant beliefs that were offered as an option to the freedom of spirit that they lived for.

The Humanity has traded Spiritual freedom for the weak association of like minded "Spiritual" beliefs. Beyond our attachment to belief is that no mans land of learning to live the tight rope of just being in life without attachment. Freedom can only be found through faith in life before faith in Belief. It is tricky to take the power of faith away from the mind which has for so long been the moderator of fear and our defender of the unknown.When we fall into automatically believing our minds thoughts we will soon be lost in the traps of self importance, self doubt, fear and the need to defend our attachments to our beliefs.Before we know it we are living in our head rather than in the flow of the true reality that surrounds us.

As an aspect of a journey to New York City last year we went to see THE LION KING on Broadway. The participants were a bit skeptical, after all, LION KING is supposed to be a kids show. By the end of that evening they got it. The Shadow lands of that beautiful show were our inheritance if we should lose our connection to our own Divinity and the mystery of consciousness. Life is a great mystery. The Native Americans knew that and so lived in relation with all living things not as the separate and self righteous manipulators of all that surrounds us as modern man has done.We are not separate and apart and will now and for years to come pay the price of our self indulgent ignorance. Cause and effect...Life is as simple as cause and effect.Life is not personal as our victim minded cultures would have us believe. There is no true judgement from God or life merely simple cause and effect and life's own unique flow. To take life personally requires we see ourselves and separate and apart rather than a simple aspect of the whole.

As I live my journeys I experience greater and greater expansion of perception and the melting away of beliefs as my guide. In the moment there is my awareness and Life as it moves through me. I have no need to know, as I am there in it , with it, I am free...knowing takes me from that awareness, from that freedom, into the virtual reality of my small minded thinking.

There is a shift happening. This is the time where all of Mans attachments to life as a definition will be broken apart and the power and greater frequency of Consciousness will offer freedom from our paradigms of fear and belief. It sure is going to be interesting to live this transition.That is our call. There will be no not participating...we will either move with the coming awakening or live in our own terror of it.

How attached are you to your world? Like the followers of the Christ who walked away from everything they had known in life to follow the light within, we are all being offered the invitation to let go and walk into the light of life beyond the limitations of our beliefs.It is a good day to die as the old warriors would call riding into battle...Ahieeeeee

LIGHTNING DREAMS

I was sleeping, dreaming away into the night. The thunder called me back into this world. Lightning, thunder, raindrops hitting the roof and the windows trying to find a way through to the earth below.

With each bolt of lightning I was seeing the temple of the Lightning Priestess in Machu Pichu. She was standing, a silhouette, reaching out to me through the layers of consciousness that separate our worlds. My body was vibrating to the lightning energy that sparkled in the air, electricity connecting the worlds through light and awareness, her calling and my feeling the call, wanting to go and afraid to let go.

As suddenly as she was there she was gone, my mind had stepped back in between the space of the worlds and I was a once again a body on Earth, separate and apart from the connection to the infinite worlds of the dreamers.

I visited Machu Pichu for the second time last March. My first night in the Sacred Valley of the Incas, I had dreamed of a great lightning storm moving across the horizon, moving towards me. I was not alone. There was a barn with several horses directly in front of me. As dream worlds go the separation of depth, land, structures animals was not as limited by definition or perception as this world of every day Human life. The lightning was first white, spider webbing across the sky, filling the distance with it’s eerie light. As I watched the lightning moved toward me.slowly, creeping across the landscape. Then it shifted to a soft yellow color, still spider webbing, filling the sky with light. Suddenly, I realized the lightning was coming to me, I could hear it’s voice; feel it’s watching me. The horses began to whinny and get nervous so I ran to turn them out before the storm came over us, this was not a safe place for them, I thought, for some reason though I new I was supposed to be there. The horses were my old friends, the ones I had been close to when my life had been so sad and lost. They had been my companions and in a lot of ways my guardians. They had done their calling and it was time for them to go. Opening the gates they took off, I always-loved turning out the horses and watching them run for the hills.

As they disappeared into the night the lightning cracked again filling the sky with its webs of light. This time the lightning was blue, a beautiful soft blue and it covered the sky above my head. I was suddenly afraid so I got down on the ground and curled up in a ball as the space around me was electrified by the energy of the living lightning. I could feel the rain falling over me in a blessing way and then I woke up. I was in my bed in the Sacred Urubamba Valley, the mirror of the Milky Way. This was Peru and the lightning had just welcomed me, an initiation according to my Peruano friend Jorge Luis Delgado.

On my first journey to Peru the previous February I had visited the temple of the lightning Priestess in Machu Pichu and felt embraced and welcomed in much the same way as I feel the Love of the Mother at the Basilica of Guadalupe in Mexico City. This was a bit different though this was sensual and male to female with the female having the power of the lightning running through her veins. After that journey, whenever I thought of Peru I could feel myself still sitting before the great rock face of the Lightning Priestess temple.

Here she had come to me again, reaching out through the dimensions to my little trailer at The Ranch in Tennessee. On a warm July night she had come with her light and mystery to call on me. I am returning to Peru the end of September, just 6 weeks away, and once again I’ll go to her temple and sit giving my attention and love to that place and the magical Mountains surrounding Machu Pichu.

The Peruvian Shaman say she was the most powerful witch in all of Machu Pichu, that her body was found buried standing up looking out over the Sacred City and all it’s mystery.

In a few days I’ll return home to Teotihuacan and Mexico. I’ll be back where my great awakening came through the unconditional Love of the City of The Gods and the warm hearts of the Mexican people. Living between the worlds has become my way. I can honestly say the world I was raised to be a part of was never very interesting to me so it’s only fitting that I found a separate reality to walk through. I don’t know that one is better or worse than the other, but I find one to be much more interesting than the other and both come together to offer such opportunity and Sweetness. Maybe we are, as many of the Indigenous cultures say, a bridge between the worlds. That works for me. So the next time you see a great lightning storm stop and sit with all your attention turned toward the life that’s there in the storm. You might get a glimpse of the one that lives there.

No Matter What Anybody Says

No Matter what anybody says the whole deal comes down to my relationship with my heart. If I give my power away to anything else before the integrity of my heart I will be moving away from my center.

Lately I am feeling everything around and in me with a new freshness. Like the frequency of clarity of the Heart has come into a higher vibration.

I was sitting out on our front porch this morning, on Estes Road in Nashville, feeling like my Love for Mexico was swallowing me up when a gust of wind blew through the Elm trees and a Mockingbird landed on the power line above my head. She had a fat bug in her beak and sat for a minute looking right at me. I heard her, "nothing to miss, we are all coming back together now...keep feeling it and follow your feeling...the worlds great separation is burning away in the new light of the Sun." She then resumed her bird life and flew away. Consciousness speaking as consciousness does through any form that's available til we don't need a form to get us to listen.

I have fallen in Love so many times in my life and more times than not I've fallen in Love with places, Oceans, Beaches, Mountains, Horses, People, Mysteries, feelings, a touch, a hug, a little girls laugh.

For many years falling in Love was a sideline to my "real" life. Something that spiced up the situation then I'd get back to re'al'i'ty...I never had a clue I could just follow the falling in love and live a life from that calling. That's the deal today. I can't seem to stick with anything that's not from my numerous love affairs. Mexico, Ceremony, my family, best friends, inspirations all leave my cellular structure dancing like a bug on a light bulb.

Something is happening here, what is is ain't exactly clear and that's the coolest part...we have to have faith in our calling and our ability to bring what we love to Earth with us. That is the rebirth of Heaven on Earth and that's the Deal...BOOGIE ONWARD...Lee