What’s Your Omega Look Like?

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My father didn’t want my brother and I raised a particular religion.  He wanted us to make up our own minds on what we believed.  Although, he did set me straight on Santa around six.  “How do you think a fat man gets down a little chimney?  Have you ever seen a deer fly?  It’s just a show.  We’re broke so you’re not getting that, now go play.”  Or something like that. 

 

I still remember sitting on the couch, feeling small.  The stairway in front of me looked completely different, although I’d seen that stairway for the past couple years.  I guess a veil of cynicism, or some other burden I’m supposed to dispose of dropped in front of my eyes. 

 

I grew up in a Jewish neighborhood.  I went to my fair share of Bat Mitzvahs, Bar Mitzvahs…and is it Bas Mitzvahs?  I forget the third.  I couldn’t tell you much about the Jewish religion when I lived with them, since they spoke in another language at the services.  But later in life in some community college in some town in some world religions class, perhaps, I’d learned their big thing is questioning.  Keep questioning. 

 

And I do kind of roll that way.  Always have.  Maybe I picked it up from my Jewish friends and their incessant questioning or my father.  His response when I asked him something?  “I don’t know.  Go look it up.”  And so I would drag out some dusty encyclopedia and figure it out. 

 

I was doing some dapper work the other day and the question was “Name something you’d like to learn more about.”  I was stumped.  If I wanted to learn about something, wouldn’t I just do that?  But then I stepped back and thought , ok, on a more mastery level, what would you like to know about?  Hands down, sustainability. 

 

Something like 80% of our energy waste is from buildings.  We design because it looks nice, not because it works with the earth.  Check out www.earthships.com Amazing stuff and I so want to get down with it.  Minimize the impact.  We all can do something.  Every little thing helps, it all adds up, like drops filling a bucket.  Be the example.  Set the bar.  Reduce, reuse, recycle, re-it all up.

 

Sustainability is kind of like a religion.  They have a code, ways you should do things, leaders and gurus of their passion.  But I guess it’s different from most religions in that all of its devotees know it will change.  It will evolve.  It is the only way to survive and flourish and to let new insights and perspectives gain light for scrutiny and possible inclusion into the way of sustainability.doooowwwwwwwww.    

 

I’ve always been drawn to Buddhism.  The simplicity, the crispness, the resonance was profound for me.  Being raised without any introduction to classic religions, I’ve always shied away.  I didn’t know the discussions.  I didn’t know the story.  Never felt drawn to read about a religion that killed people. 

 

And to think that now, in 2013, people are still dying over religion.  If we could all just pause, breath, link up; we’d see we are all the same thing…seriously.  On a cellular level, we’re all the same.  All Religions aim for a similar omega. 

 

Can’t we just travel with who we want, believe in what resonates with us and meet you there at the Omega?  If there is an omega, which there’s not, but we’ll just trick them and tell the naysayers that.  Since they’d reply,

“Yeah!  Yeah, see you then!  See you at the Omega, man, and then we’ll see who’s got it right!”  

Or something like that.

 

Be Dapper,

 

B. Wright

Best Year Ever…BYE!!

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It’s 2013.  We’re here.  And we’re stronger than ever.  This is gonna be the Best Year Ever; B.Y.E.!  Happy BYE!  I just want to send a big loud shout out to the entire blog community for being exactly who you are.  I feel like I found a crew, a sailing crew, to sail the seas of what we call normal.  Not normal for most people, but normal for us.  Choppy fucking water and hungry sharks lurking around kind of set up.  But you know what?  I realized it’s all in how you see it.

The number one hands down thing I have worked on, and will continue to work on, is my mindset.  What are the Gerbils doing?  Are they calm, chilaxin, and coming up with genius?  Good, let ‘em be.  Are they all in a tizzy, yanking on their hair and running into each other?  Let’s reevaluate what I’m thinking and learn how to reframe it.  That’s the ticket.  Observe and reframe if necessary.  Change the show the Gerbils are putting on to one of joy, bliss and abundance.  Peace within to spread peace infinitely.

Back in 2009, I was at an all time low.  Homeless, flat broke, my sternum severely bruised, (I heard a pop and then couldn’t breathe.  Worst part?  It hurt to laugh.).  Here I am, 29 years old, living in my mother’s basement.  I felt awful and got into a real dark place.  But out of that dark shit I was able to make the Dapper Program.

At the time, I wanted to go be a peace soldier.  A real one.  Not what people call Peace Soldiers today.  Peace and fighting don’t go together.  Peace Soldiers walk around with certain kinds of people who are being harassed or terrorized by other kinds of people.  The effect of having an outsider watching makes the harassers refrain.  I loved it and I so wanted to do it.

But then I started looking at the requirements, reading the literature.  My heart sank.  You had to be at peace within to be able to serve.  At peace with myself?  After the volcano I let erupt all over my life in Jackson Hole and send me crawling home to Mommy?  No debate here; I was far from at peace with myself.

So I set about finding peace within.  And now after 4 years, I am so stoked at how far I’ve come.  Not to say that I’m finished.  Dapperdom is a state one lives in practicing until the last dying breath.  Always walking the path to being the best you ever.  Always knowing that change and growth go hand in hand.

My struggles began long before 2009 and I have been searching for the middle way for a long time.  It has been an amazing ride and I am so grateful for the shit I got drug through.  Yeah, I stunk, but once I washed it off, it’s got some magic exfoliator in it or something, cause damn if I didn’t glow brighter.

So mindset.  It’s all about your mindset.  Pay attention to your Gerbils, or whatever the hell you call those guys doing their thing up there.  Make them put on the show you want to see.  Peace.  Bliss.  Joy.  Abundance.

Something else I learned is that you have to have something greater than yourself.  I learned that when quitting cocaine.  White guy with a beard just feels so limiting to me.  I see it as a big giant energy force, vibrating around and pulsing with life.  I like to think about that giant web, blowing ever so slightly back and forth in a dark, dark, night.  Stretching out infinitely into that dark space.  Connected ever so delicately yet so fundamentally the same already.  The same like how at the end of the day every single thing we see, real or not, is part of us.  And we are part of…it all!

A study was done on cells and the people they came from.  When the people were shown good things, the cells reacted in a positive way…even outside of the body over 300 miles away.  The same if they saw something negative, the cells reacted into a negative state.  Take charge of all those cells running around in you and make the show positive.  Love.  Happiness.

Lean back into life knowing that there is a force out there greater than us alone.  It’s us together.  And the power of us together is infinitely magical.  If you struggle, let’s walk together.  Over the years I’ve become so much stronger.  I’m freaking diesel now so lean on me and the rest of those who have walked the path you’ve found yourself upon.  We’ve seen the thorns and thickets.  And now we can only see the roses.  Join us, because it’s going to be BYE!!

Happy BYE!

Eternally Yours,

B. Wright