Meditation is more important than your job

“Action expresses priorities”

Mahatma Gandhi

There’s a podcast titled ‘Meditation is more important than your job’. While I didn’t listen to the whole thing I fundamentally agree that self understanding (and one way to gain understanding is through meditation) is a very important task that everyone having this human experience should invest some time into. It got me thinking about all the things that are more important to me than a traditional 9-5 work experience. Time with my family is more important. Already in my kids short lives I’ve missed all sorts of firsts and important experiences because I’ve been at work. On too many occasions I’ve been too tired or too distracted with work to have conversations that are important to my family. Running and riding my bike are more important to me than work. That might sound juvenile or silly but it’s true. Finishing the rebuild of our home is more important than work. Everyone needs a sanctuary that is warm, water tight and comfortable. Meeting up with my friends is also more important. Friends energise and educate me. They inspire and help me when I need advice or assistance. Being surrounded by quality people is a key to success and happiness in this life. Sleep and idleness is more important to me than work. It might sound lazy, but if I had a free choice between a day relaxing and sleeping or a day going to work it would not be a close contest. Now the interesting question is having determined that there are a number of things that are more important to me than work, why is my time so significantly unbalanced in favour of doing little of the things that are important and lots of the thing (work) that is less important to me? The answer is of course money and so is the solution. There are two paths (assuming you rule out robbing and stealing). I can work more to gain the money I need for freedom that I desire. That course is illogical because I would have to sacrifice the very freedom that I seek to gain. The alternative solution is to live simply. By reducing my desires for material gain and being clear about my priorities I can live on a small income that requires far less time committed to work. By doing so it is possible to immediately balance my time around the things that are important. It’s what I’ve always said is a critical choice in this world. Choosing meaning over money.  

The evolution (or revolution) of our species

“We now live in a nation where doctors destroy health, lawyers destroy justice, universities destroy knowledge, governments destroy freedom, the press destroys information, religion destroys morals, and our banks destroy the economy”

Chris Hedges

Our world is a crazy place.

If you weren’t from this planet and you were going to write the most nuts fantasy story possible you simply could not come up a version of reality that comes close to the world that we have.

We have doctors sawing people open and pumping them full of Rockafeller owned drugs when the evidence is overwhelming that most diseases are simply a deficiency of fruit and vegetables.

We hold small ratioactive electro-magnetic boxes up to our head for vast portions the day to talk endless dribble and nonsense with people we hardly know all without ever giving any consideration to the fact that we ourselves are electro-magnetic energy bound together by a fragile force.

We allow ourselves to be involved in the perpetual wars of the bankers, killing, raping and destroying each other for their profit and pleasure when each of us is at root the same. We have love for our children and our families and by and large we seek to lead peaceful happy lives. In a more just society war would not be structured as a profitable endeavour or fair and just bankers of the world would unite and together and agree it illegal to lend money to tinpot tyrants (of any nation) for the purposes of killing another group of people.

We drink water poisoned by industry and laced with additives that calcify our brains. We allow ourselves to be prohibited from achieving states of consciousness (through poisoning of water and the prohibition of consciousness expanding plants) where we are connected to the unified field of wisdom that is at the root source of our own universal intelligence.

We forgo personal individuation, the personal expressions of our gifts, and get side-tracked by corporations that put us in boxes to do mind-numbingly stupid tasks in return for funny money. We fritter our days away completing task so dull that if nobody were paid, nobody would do them.

We have a system where money is debt and that debt is used to ensnare and enslave us in a false and depressing cultural narrative that sees us sit silently as whole families starve while the architects live like robber barons.

Kids it’s time for us to put an end to this juvenile phase of human evolution. We need to mature and evolve into a species with adults in positions of power. Together we can change these fundamentally perverse constructs within our collective experience.

The time is now. The evolution starts in you.

Copycat identities: the means to manipulate

“Most have no memory of self before their second birthday and, even then, the memories from around that time are fragmented and unconnected. It’s not that you have forgotten what it was like to be an infant– you simply were not ‘you’ at that age because there was no constructed self, and so you cannot make sense of early experiences in the context of the person to whom those events happened”

Bruce Hood

We see everything through our identity. The identity that is build up over a lifetime of adding ideas about who you are and what you are all about. We create our own little narrative. A self indulgent fabrication called “i”. Mostly we are also desperate to generate an identity that conforms to a very standard social norm. We seem to prefer safe identities that don’t stand out. There is nothing more distressing for people than not fitting in. Die tall poppy. Die die! Through all this you have to wonder how anyone can challenge the notion that we aren’t societies of sheeple. One giant game of follow the leader. We’re sitting ducks for the malevolent elite. Set the norms in society to ensure your interests then let people self police each other. Prisoners in jail don’t have belts so their pants hang down. When they get out they often don’t buy, and probably don’t have money to buy, a belt because it feels unusual for them. Now you have 12 year olds in affluent suburbs with their pants hanging down and their boxers exposed. Its got nothing to do with prison culture anymore. It’s just copycat behaviour from children desperate to fit in with the equally clueless kids in their school. So who are you? Well since your identity is just a collection of ideas, you are pretty much anyone you decide to be. If you also have the ability detach yourself from the obsessive need to conform then there is really no telling what you could achieve in this crazy old game of life.

Running with scissors and other commendable fun before breakfast

“There are people who are generic. They make generic responses and they expect generic answers. They live inside a box and they think people who don’t fit into their box are weird. But I’ll tell you what, generic people are the weird people. They are like genetically-manipulated plants growing inside a laboratory, like indistinguishable faces, like droids. Like ignorance”
C. JoyBell C.

Don’t run with scissors! Stay out of the pool after lunch!! Success is having a good job!!!  White people can’t jump!!!! Drugs are dangerous….

And a million other things you’ve been told.

What if running with scissors is hilarious fun? What if you could run safely with scissors and in have one hell of a good time with a bunch of scissor loving friends?

Are all drugs dangerous? Crystal meth sure. Heroin no doubt. But what about Psilocybin mushrooms that can have consciousness expanding benefits? Why is tobacco legal when it has such horrendous health consequences but eating some fungus that grows on the forest floor is totally illegal? Surely there should be some consideration of benefits against risk?

I’m not advocating drug taking or scissor frolicking.

I’m just musing on how many things we are told repeatedly growing up. Told by parents who themselves are just repeating rules from their parents. Undeniably some of the advice is sound, but how much of it needs to be seriously questioned and really discovered for yourself? When was the last time somebody broke that rule? What was their experience? Did they actually sink to the bottom of  the pool with a gut loaded with lasagna?

If you start to pay attention you find no end of things that you have been told by work, parents, teachers and the state that you didn’t learn yourself. If you become more inquisitive you will find numerous situations where the official version of history doesn’t stack with the facts. You’ll discover moonlight pleasures you never contemplated (and you won’t catch a cold. Trust me). Basically when you start questioning accepted rules you are awakening from autopilot. You are questioning the sense of your own habitual behaviour. You are becoming more mindful.

In doing so you’ll meet new people. You will open yourself to the possibility of new experiences. You might enjoy eating a cookie before dinner that thoroughly ruins your appetite.  It’s about resetting the self imposed limitations that you have accepted. It’s erasing the box that you have allowed to be drawn around yourself.

What it is is deciding what you want from this life. Finding that and doing it instead of doing a whole lot of timewasting shit working on someone else’s dream.

What is the stupidest rule that you were following blindly? Click reply at the top of the screen and tell us.

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Bursting out of a buttoned down life

“If you obey all the rules you miss all the fun”

Katharine Hepburn



There are a few posts now on LeM about keeping your house cleaning to a minimum while not feeling guilty about a little mess. There are a other posts on the fun of the bricoleur, upcycling, positive non-intervention gardening or decorating your house for next to nothing!

There are posts on why work sucks, why working hard in a career is an illusion and how to start to unjob yourself from the daily grind and start to return your gifts to improve your community.

Almost everything I write is based around my desire to help people to regain the moments of their life. I want other people to discover freedom from this military-industrial-complex culture that treats us as an economic and social slaves. I’d write 100 posts if that’s what it takes to connect with just one person. That one person who steps back takes a good look at this fucked up crazy thing we call life and just says…”Ok, but from now on we do this on my terms!”. That possibility of connecting with one solitary individual who suddenly realises just how railroaded in and buttoned down their life really is…that is why LeM exists.

One less corporate zombie will make this world a better place!


“The happiness of the bee and the dolphin is to exist. For man it is to know that and to wonder at it” 

Jacques Yves Cousteau

I remember hearing a speaker suggest that Dolphins were an ancient cousin of humans. Unlike humans that remained on land Dolphins returned to the sea where food was abundant. With their needs easily met they then have the luxury of spending their life in play. 

It reminds me of something I was told as a child. 

“Find three hobbies. One to relax. One for fun and one to earn a living from”.

These sentiments line up with my view on human intelligence. Nobody likes to work, but many do regardless. So intelligence can be found in anyone who has found a way to play their way through life. If you are mindlessly trudging to a job you hate perhaps your estimation of your own intelligence is a bit off.

Phasing out judgmental thinking: Why so insecure?

“It is not for me to judge another man’s life. I must judge, I must choose, I must spurn, purely for myself. For myself, alone” Hermann Hesse


Look at her terrible hair. What the hell is she thinking?

I bet he’s a total arsehole.

Homeless, Lazy bum. Probably addicted to glue.

Slutty underage Mum. Poor kid will grow up the same.


Have you ever noticed your tendency to negatively judge other people? You might not say these things aloud. Maybe you do, but mostly your gut reaction to people you encounter is horribly negative.

We do this habitually. I’d go so far as to say it’s our default programme that we run unless we have deliberately written some other routine to play instead. It’s funny to me how we perceive faults and failings in others that seem to mirror what we perceive to be our better qualities. If someone view someone as fat, lazy and ugly it is because we consider ourself  thin, hardworking and attractive. 

But, judgement is just a mental delusion. Its simply a statement of insecurity. 

I see the man I don’t know. 

Is he homeless? Who knows?

Is he a drug addicted petty criminal? Certainly a rash judgement, based only on my own perceptions.

Truth be told I am no better, no smarter and no more valuable to society. We are both playing our role in our journey in the world.

He will have good ideas, dreams, friends, passions, fears and hopes. Just like me. Really we are the same, but for slightly different preferences and characteristics all drawn from the same cultural narrative.

For all I know this soul could be an esteemed professor so ensconced in his research, and so near a major scientific breakthrough, that he has forgotten to shower toady. Perhaps he is grieving the loss of his wife who passed on the weekend. Maybe he is a truly enlightened being that has come to appreciate that he is not this temporary flesh suit we call the body.

All I really know is that I don’t know. I know that I need not judge. There is no value for me or for others, no purpose, no benefit. 

Doesn’t mean I won’t. But when I find myself entering a judgmental frame I smile and I make a promise to myself that if there is an opportunity to express kindness to this person I shall take it.