DAYS 37 & 38: 6 Minutes & 10/20 Seconds of Gazing
I got drunk with one of my closest friends who I hadn’t seen in a while and slept through morning gazing on day thirty-seven. I somehow missed it that night too, more focused on my hangover than my spiritual overhaul. I was just about to lay into myself for this lapse in judgement, and missing […]
DAYS 35 & 36: 6 Full Minutes of Gazing
I gazed at sunset yesterday for five minutes and fifty seconds, and then again this morning for six full minutes! Six full minutes. And it was every bit as intense as it sounds, both of the last two sessions were. Last night and this morning I was skating on thin ice, gazing at the brightest […]
DAY 34: 5 Minutes & 40 Seconds of Gazing
It’s getting lengthy. No, I’m not talking about the blog, thank you very much, I’m talking about the sun-gazing. Each individual gazing session is almost six minutes now. My eyeballs are being power-washed by the sun in longer and longer bursts every day. I feel the cataracts of misconception and pre-conceived notion flaking off my […]
DAY 33: 5 Minutes & 30 Seconds of Gazing – Running Late
This morning I woke up feeling better than yesterday, but not yet over my cold. I had it on pretty good authority (and by pretty good authority I mean spotty internet research and assumptions) that you are supposed to heal during sun-gazing, not come down with the common cold. What the fuck? I was thinking […]
DAY 32: 5 Minutes & 20 Seconds of Gazing – The Hungry
Brett, my partner in sun-gazing, has been feeding the homeless every week since the new year. A small group of dedicated folks meet at the yoga studio every Wednesday night at 6:30. They make over a hundred burritos for the first hour, then break off into a few vehicles and drive around hollywood passing out […]
DAY 31: 5 Minutes & 10 Seconds of Gazing – Month 1 Complete
With one month and over five straight minutes of gazing under my belt I’ve decided to take stock. Is this really working? What changes, if any, have solidified and become regular additions to my life. Am I healing physically? Mentally? Emotionally? I’m not really sure. What I am certain of is that something real and […]
DAY 30: 5 Minutes of Gazing – The Game
Life is starting to seem like a game to me. I had two random strangers chime into my world yesterday to unexpectedly yank me out of my melancholy, the Smoker and the Bag Lady I’m calling them. And last week I had my Drunk Angel tell me to cool it on the drinking and the […]
DAYS 28 & 29: 4 Minutes & 40/50 Seconds of Gazing
I have been gazing solo since returning from Connecticut. My trip to the other ocean and back broke up the routine I was in with my neighbors so I find myself alone on the cactus covered mound watching the sun burst onto the scene in the early morning now. Brett branched off and established his […]
DAY 27: 4 Minutes & 30 Seconds of Gazing – The Overdose
My friend Ben flew into Los Angeles for a few days so I picked him up in Summer at nine am and handed him a thick and powerful joint, as is our custom. This is the best California weed I’ve ever had, and I work at a pot collective. He tells me I roll the […]
DAY 26: 4 Minutes & 20 Seconds of Gazing – The Poop Story
My sister describes to me over the phone how she felt like she had to poop, stuck in the car on the way home from work; in her state, at eight and a half months pregnant, that almost qualifies as a national emergency. At the very least it was a local emergency, local to the […]
