As a southern Christian boy, I like to playfully tell people that I was saved by Chögyam Trungpa. Where the life of Jesus taught me something about a destination, Trungpa taught me the path. His articulation of being a sacred warrior in the world through openness, bravery, and a genuine heart allowed me the space to connect to the deep pain I had been avoiding my entire life. There has been no greater gift in my recovery than his teachings.Read More
There is no greater dichotomy right now than our current political climate. We are either white or people of color, male or female, blue or red. In times of psychological regression, we discover an inability to hold the nonduality of our humanity in Love.
For folks who are hospitalized for believing they’re the Second Coming of Christ, or Maitreya, or on an archetypal messianic mission to save the world—or even the cosmos—we struggle with the integration of daily living and the universal reality of undivided Love.Read More
As part of my mental health advocacy, I have the opportunity to work with folks who are struggling to find safety, whether real or perceived. I myself have never struggled with suicidality, but I do have experience relating to fear of others harming me.
The primary term for externalizing one’s fear into a projective field of violence is called, “projective identification.” In this scenario, one’s internal fear is projected outward, with imagined and even somatic experiences of violence.Read More
Many of my readers know that I grew up with a lot of Christian confusion. My mother was raised sort of Mormon, and my father was raised sort of Catholic, and I sort of didn’t know what kind of Christian to be. Now I’m a practicing Bodhisattva and Mystic, so you can decide if I ever gained clarity. Truth is, the Buddha wasn’t Buddhist, and Christ wasn’t Christian, so there’s a lot of room for ease and comfort with spirituality.
I always found it beautiful and inspiring that the 12-Step process of making amends is both Christian and also transcends religiosity entirely. From this viewpoint, the 12 Steps are a mystical process of radical acceptance and love. Who can’t get behind that?Read More
The following blog post was first published with the Mad in America.
It’s still not easy for me to say, “I’m bipolar.” I have always felt torn between the reality of the pain I feel and the invisibility of the beauty I know. Despite hosting a podcast and writing a vulnerable book about my challenges with bipolar disorder, I still feel a tinge of terror when I tell people about this aspect of my identity. After wrestling with various terminology over many years, I have come to view the reappropriation of the label bipolar—separate from pathology—as a necessary activity. Here’s why:Read More