The dead things you carry are killing you.


Don’t make excuses for yourself and especially don’t make excuses for others. Don’t go on singing the same old stupid song. Stop trying to be someone they need. Cut your losses. Chop off the dead weight. Don’t explain or defend your position. Don’t engage insane deluded people. Don’t give anyone an excuse to keep lying to themselves. Don’t lie to yourself. The truth is plainly apparent. Stop beating the dead horse. Stop scraping the bottom. Stop giving people chances. Stop relying on this world to see anything clearly. Leave them to their ways. Accept defeat when the struggle has no purpose anymore. See that death approaches and you are lost whether you have the courage to admit this or not. Stop leaning on imaginary astral deities. Realize your emotional security depends on the bondage of your beliefs. Admit self sabotage and asks yourself why. There is an undermining darkness that lurks in humankind. It is the fear of death. They will use any means to deny this ultimate reality – even mantras and prayers to pictures of the dead “who cannot die.” But they did die and you will too. So get out the sword and the scissors and stop lying -hiding and pretending you’re real. Illusions. Distortions. Fabrications. Excuses. Denial. Compromise. Holes everywhere in the veil. Just let go. The pure empty of sincerity is stark and apparent. The heart shines through the disguise when you step through the fog of desperation and clinging. You can disappear completely into my arms as if you never had this nightmare at all. There is only one way. One way to embody yourself completely. Be true don’t be gagged and tied to the constructs. Disengage. Don’t let fear be your god wrapped up in futile spiritual bypassing delusions of grandeur. So far you are very small.  Action is everything. Right action and right motivation. Not to run from who and what you won’t face. Distractions, outlets, name tags and titles. Positioning. Biting your tongue. I will speak and not remain silent. The dead things you carry are killing you. Sharada Devi


31 thoughts on “The dead things you carry are killing you.”

    1. at the risk of sounding as if I am attempting to explain or defend my position…
      my expression of praise and solidarity was not so prosaic as to mean – Yeah, you cut your hair.
      This action to me represents something much more metaphorical.
      My reaction was not limited to the action, but equally to the words that accompanied this post.
      I doubt that – ” Realize your emotional security depends on the bondage of your beliefs ” –
      had anything to do with a haircut. With that said … Sharada Devi did not shave her head.

      1. I would have and I encourage it. But it wasn’t needed- 3 lbs of hair is enough!
        I just kept thinking of brittney spears…and that stopped me. But I think it’s a 100% positive thing to do for anyone.

        because I’m

        1. Because your…?
          You did not finish the sentence. And now I am curious.
          I have been telling people that I want to cut all my hair off for a long time now.
          And I was actually going to do it on this past tuesday.
          And then this post.
          Encouragement – 100% positive.
          solidarity with words was my intention, but did not want to steal your thunder
          by saying, yes, let’s be just like her…
          My hair is thick, curly and a nuisance.
          One less thing to tie me down
          Hey, I’m in.

  1. Good for you, I’m sure you feel much lighter! That must have been many years of growth. Hoping more good changes come your way. I’ve had short hair, long hair, short hair and now it’s long again. I’ll probably cut it short again in a while. I like to have long hair but the extra care is a bit much. So, I’m not attached to it. Great to see you are not attached, either.

    Best wishes, Andrew 😊

  2. yay! Freedom from locks. Yes…bondage…letting go.
    I meditate on death every day. Some think I am obsessed with it, and perhaps I am.
    After seeing my mother die the way she did…and seeing my father cramming medications down his throat, living in a place that costs nearly 9K a month….I am so done.
    I am working on my future and my own death…it’s between me and my higher power……
    I have no one who will care for me…so I am figuring shit out.
    I want to keep letting go so when the time comes and I want out…I can push the out door open….and move on….

  3. You’re right and I feel relieved reading your words which describe the situation I and maybe many of us are in. But it’s like I’m still here- and even if I do those things which free me I’m still not sure where to go or what to do.

    I’ve been a mess for a while now, and every time I try to remedy the situation I just dig a deeper hole, and that’s when I reach out to others. It might be for attention too or so I feel like someone cares but it’s also because I’m just not sure what to do.

    But what you wrote has given me some relief and direction which is frequently the case.

    I didn’t go to the retreat because I was just trying to get myself together. Didn’t work. Moved from city to city and I ended up in Beijing, China. Seriously. It didn’t last a week and I’m headed back to the states on Saturday. I’ve been reaching out to family for some assistance as I feel like I keep getting in my way and now I’m regretting that as I’m not sure they really have any clue how to help me or for some reason any help they do give seems to be the complete opposite of what i think I would want. Maybe it’s just coincidence but what you wrote seems to be the best advice I’ve really received so far.

    With love from China,

    1. Dear Brett,

      You need some advice! This sounds like you’ve got a lot of spinning going on.
      I’m glad my words helped. I offer astrology readings if you’re interested as this would very much help you. I am also going to start doing $60 MP4 readings – that are short recordings regarding my assessment of ones
      major liftetimr karmic issues- also a transits reading. I do other longer readings as well. Understanding the stars that create these life situations is fundamental in self awareness and expedites growth in a big way.
      It is really a blessing from the gods that we could know how these seeds and stars work as one- as the hand of whatever God is.
      Anyway travel safely and glad you’re leaving china ❤️

  4. Everything seems to be a distraction. Even meditation, prayer, chanting, until I do it long enough. It is like a filler. Meditation to escape and STOP the looping thoughts. Prayer for things to be a certain way, chanting so I can’t hear myself think….then…it always comes back….it’s like I am drowning in an echo chamber. A dream that was once silence. Reciting words I can’t remember. Today; tomorrow’s yesterday mapped out, charting his story erasing the past…only to come back to it all. I am finding it difficult to embrace the shadow without being sad about it. I like to be full of joy, but am anchored by a darkness. I leave and am then pulled back again, it’s like being 60 feet below the surface in water and my oxygen tank is empty.

    How does one NOT compromise in this lifetime?

    1. I think integrate is a better way. Not compromise. You’re not making a deal or giving anything up. Not when you see the reality of the situation we face. How you integrate is you get proper guidance and support- the presence of that support is essential, mutual and imperative. Joy and darkness do not stand in each other’s way.

  5. You’re beautiful. My higher Self was asking why I am resisting my own flight. There are so many vices Ma. U think they are just ego or hungry ghosts or both? I am not shaking it. And I know it’s just a loneliness. Prajna points to treking Alone being the path yeah. I mean we don’t get out in the same breath. We only know the breath. we breathe. God breathes us, but mostly in mindfulness. I hide under this veil. I bob up and down in samsara. Up and down. Ha! There’s gotta be a fire. I’ve got to set it on fire. Just staring at it isn’t working. Mmm my hair is collecting. Your mane was something else. Time to shed. The snake isn’t shedding it’s skin as is commonly stated; it sheds a layer. Then the colors are more vibrant. It keeps life fresh. Coiling madness. Flesh seeking heat. Leaving past sheets, which when taken off look flaky and more clear. We move in circles meeting the moment over. Uroboros mirrors looking back. Om

  6. She is pretty. A real demon slayer. The song of the pain of holding on, loses its grip. On the one who has nothing to prove, nothing to fear, but to let the song be heard. I love you and can’t wait to sing. To sing for you because I feel “real“ weakness about it, so I know it is something I need to do. Thank you- for being an example- steel and stone, for the light.

  7. Share the Love ♥
    She Let Go
    She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.
    She let go of the fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
    She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go. She didn’t search the scriptures. She just let go. She let go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
    She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go.
    She didn’t analyze whether she should let go. She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter. She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment. She didn’t call the prayer line. She didn’t utter one word. She just let go.
    No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
    There was no effort. There was no struggle. It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad. It was what it was, and it is just that.
    In the space of letting go, she let it all be. A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore. Ernest Holmes or Safire Rosen

  8. so i took to the scissors
    so what do i see
    me in stark austerity
    so what do I do with this
    hiss of new beginning
    like a ledge
    from which to jump
    plummet into what
    if to swim is the object
    what does one do
    when the water
    dries up

  9. I found the chords and sing this myself now.

    Intro: D – A – G – D

    A D A
    Lord prepare me, to be a sanctuary
    G D A
    Pure and holy, tired and true
    D A
    With thanksgiving, I’ll be a living
    G D A
    Sanctuary, for You

    It is You Lord, who came to save
    The heart and soul, of every man
    It is You Lord, who knows my weakness
    Who gives me strength, with thine own hand

    Lead me on Lord, form temptation
    Purify me, from within
    Fill my heart with, You holy spirit
    Take away, all my sin


      1. Thank you, I’ve been wanting to learn it for a while now! It’s so amazing when a song just seems to come through as a divine transmission. And they only come through when the timing and energy is ready. But there’s still an effort and time to find the way to learn the songs or bhajans. Writing new ones usually take me even longer! All in divine timing…

  10. I wrote this on saturday.
    Then i got a case of the hesitation blues.
    Sometimes Krishna has got to slap you straight across the face
    to open up your eyes, so to speak…

    ⚡️💙 💠

    does a bodhisattva turn a blind eye
    how can you pretend you did not hear
    “what if you knew her and saw her”… suffering.
    if it acts like a rat
    do you think it is a rat
    does a rat change it’s stripes
    does Durga ride the tiger for no apparent reason
    the buddhists wipe themselves with one hand
    and the hindus do it with the other
    do they agree to disagree
    if someone says – look, this happened…
    is it ok to say, it’s not my business.
    the show must go on
    be there or be square
    can we talk the dharma but not walk it.
    Will the age of righteousness shine again
    Does Ram have to shoot an arrow through your third eye to make a point
    who knows the truth,
    is that an excuse?
    can i go out a a limb here and not be afraid of falling
    does forgiving and forgetting create more karma
    catch 22 – it’s pretty clear, even if you can’t find your glasses
    catch phrases and ancient rule books
    catch and release is still a fish on a hook
    when does it all become obsolete, and when does now actually become realized.
    spiritual bypassing
    I’ve heard you refer to it so many times
    i never really understood what you were saying.
    I looked it up
    i get it now.
    it’s like lemmings…

  11. Thank you for your words of pulsating grace. So perfect to hear & so feel in alignment with the message.. I imagine your hair is a power object & so now you’ve dispersed the divine vibrations into the ground wherever they were laid to rest to be dispersed as blessings thereafter. And freedom is the breeze blowing back your way.
    My hair at present is the longest it is to date down my back & it’s been feeling like it’s long like like this since I am uncovering true self love now & my hair feels like it’s a way to give a part of me nourishment(putting oils in it, etc).. yet am not attached to it & will release it when feel the call inside..there is much despair I am aware of now, within & without & all I can do is cry out for divine grace to take over, feels like I’m hanging by a thread many moments & im also opening up to the idea that perhaps the thread is maybe a clue..make friends with the thread? Whatever that means.. The cosmic thread of existence , the sound current vibration. Just sit & be & listen & wait patiently at the gate & breathe deep into my heart.
    I miss your presence & power & honor you dear Sharada Devi Ma🙏🏼

    1. Good to hear from you. I have no power objects. I am my own power object, the hair was dead weight. It’s all a distraction and has grown more obsolete than ever- these decorations. Efficiency is the way.

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