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Out of the ego-cage of I and mine
To be united with the Lord of Love
This is the supreme state. Attain this
And pass from death to immortality.
Once there was a real Earle. I was born, given a name, and then, as happens to most of us, the great cover-up of who we really are began. Every segment of our society played a part in this conspiracy. First it was my parents, then the schools, then organized religion - followed up by other authority figures, all molding me into their model of a good citizen. The real self was lost in a maze. I had become a Social Robot.
As part of my meditation I have chosen a mantra, one word or a short phrase repeated over and over when frustrated, a bit angry, alienated from the spirit, or just an offering of love. I have chosen the word Ram, which means God or Great Spirit. This was constantly on the tongue of Gandhi - the last words he uttered when he was assassinated. As an example I repeat Ram, Ram, Ram as I ride my bike leisurely in the mornings. Sometimes I get very exuberant until I am aware that other people stare at me as though I was some California kook.
As I travel and mix with the public I always wear my badge of identification saying, Earle - World citizen. As I continue my search of the real Earle, world issues consume my thoughts and my service shall continue to move toward a helping hand that all might enjoy the wonders of our beautiful planet.
Even though I am reaching that magic age of 75, I believe I have wiggled out of this social trap (mostly) and my view of aging and death is not a deterrent to my living. Of course, as long as my body allows me to be of service to God and this planet I want to prolong death until my karma is played out in this round. My only request is to choose the day and the way I leave this old ego form behind.
I will consider my search ended when I have been transformed from the somebody state (ego) to the nobody state (awareness). My search will end as I physically slip out of this form and my spirit again ripples throughout the universe awaiting my next assignment.