About Only in Your Mind

I’m not sure exactly what this book is; I only know it is a book of contradictions. A collection of poetic prose and prosaic poems, roughly half of which were written over a period of 25 years, and the other half which were written in seven wildly inspired months. Its creation has not been linear. Which is fitting, because it is (at least ostensibly) about the Awakening Path, which is also neither linear, nor paved with lotus petals. (Much to the chagrin of thousands of us eager seekers.) But most of us who have come to this path began from a place of such discomfort that even a road strewn with thumbtacks and stinging nettles seems preferable to remaining at home. These not-quite poems outline the peaks and valleys of the path, in a semi-autobiographical (and largely fictionalized) way. Original and beach-reading-suitable topics such as Depression, Anxiety, Suicidal Ideation, Psychosis, and Psychedelic Peak Experiences are intermingled with Societal Grousing, Voyeuristic Judgment, and Direct Pointing to the illusions fabricating our sense of identity, and our world as we conceptualize it. (Mental health issues suck, but there are ways to slip through their gnarled clutches. This is an abstract abstraction of what worked for me. {Results may vary.})

You are reading this blurb because you want to know if this book is written for you. And that’s fair. Honestly, it was just written, so I’m afraid I can’t help you decide. If you are looking for a collection of Feel-Good Inspirational Fridge Magnet Poetry, it’s possible that you might be disappointed. If you are looking for a book that will take your hand and lead you directly into the blissful floodlight of enlightenment, it’s likely that this will leave you sitting in the dark, considering whether to just touch a match to it to receive a few minutes of guaranteed illumination. It doesn’t really matter who it is for. It just needed to be expressed. Let out. Let go of. With its publication, its purpose has already been fulfilled. You don’t need to do anything, and you never have.

See? It’s not really a Dharma book, but it’s not not a Dharma book. (Various Buddhist names get dropped, and mantras dutifully chanted.) It’s neither a poetry book, nor not a poetry book. (Some of the words even rhyme!) It exists in a superposition of ambiguous possibility… at least until you read it. Then instantly, you will make it into something. Isn’t that a travesty… Why confine anything by one limited and arbitrary label? Perhaps go buy a nice vegan cookbook instead. Or how about a spy thriller? I’ve heard people seem to enjoy those. Follow your gut, at least for as long as it feels safe. That’s the core message in it. There, I just saved you 400 pages of inscrutable reading. Don’t label, don’t assume, and do what feels right, as long as you aren’t acting out of old traumatic habits that could use a loving touch to be healed, and can then be left behind on the lonely shore of fragility and self-definition.

Have you made your decision yet? It’s fine if you haven’t. Just pay attention to what it actually feels like to try to make that decision. Does it feel like you are forcefully doing anything? That you have a choice? Free will? (If so, then you might actually get something out of reading this book…) In your direct experience, do your straining muscles force a choice to be made? Doesn’t the decision appear long before you’ve noticed the gears clicking and formulating something out of nothing?

Leave it. If the time is right, you will find the book in your hand. Otherwise, it wasn’t meant to be. Go on, enjoy your life. Go for a twilight stroll. Let your body swing and shake and writhe like you were possessed by Terpsichore’s less talented sister, even when the only music you can hear is courtesy of chirping crickets and distant traffic. Poke your nose deep into an orchid. You probably won’t smell anything, but it’s nice to see the familiar from a closer, fresher perspective. (It’s always been right here, even closer than your invisible face.) And in the end, a life fresh and contrivance-free is the only thing that will break us out of our exhausted, apathetic trance of insignificant daily minutia. However you need to get there is just fine… Anyway, good luck with all that. It’s been nice chatting. Now go buy that cookbook.

Book Launch Interview

Overview

I know that ‘Only in Your Mind’ can be quite heavy at times.
And for those who are going through a difficult period, or dealing with depression, anxiety, or other mental health struggles, it could possibly trigger or amplify those emotions. For this reason, we thought it would be helpful to make a little key as to which pieces are which.

The hope is ultimately that every poem can be seen clearly as a pointer, and has some beneficial quality in helping us to see aspects of our inner worlds that can use attention and recognition.

But if things do get too heavy, or you just want a shot of positivity or direct inquiry, you can check out the pieces in the Uplifting/Inquiry list.

If you are feeling too unstable and are afraid of being triggered, stay away from the Triggering list at that time. There are, however, a couple which appear on both the Uplifting and Triggering lists because there are elements which might be mired down in the darkness, but have clear redemptive or pointing aspects in the end.

The Neutral list is mostly that. I don’t feel like it’s particularly loaded in either direction, though again, there is a pointing hidden in there somewhere. Though it might be more abstract, or vague enough that it’s landed in the middle-of-the-road category.

I hope this helps! Please feel free to give any feedback, positive or constructive! Thanks very much! - Todd

Uplifting/Inquiry Poems

Truth Stone
The Goal (Passaddhi Maitri)
The Explorer
Avoidance is Still a Strategy
A Gentle Reminder
Novelty Act
The Cough
Nobody Expects the Quiet One
Hoots
One Lost Shoe That Can Never Drop
A Prophetable Mess
Investigation and Realization
Pareidolia
Night Writing
Nirvana
Self Portrait
A Moment’s Peace
Wardrobe Changes
A PSA – The Narcissism Playbook
The Horse Doesn’t Know He’s a Horse
A Leaf Easily Forgets its Home
Flying With Reservations
Bypassing 101 Karma (Passaddhi Maitri)
It’s Not the Campfire’s Fault
All You Ever Needed
Toy Cars Grow Up to Be Killers
Silent Chant
Fearless (Passaddhi Maitri)
My Life Tree Had Termites
Like That, the Doer Was Done
When I am Not
A Fracture
Admitting the Limitless
Not Sure if I’m Coming to the Correct Conclusion
Now and Then
The Pressure of Perfection
Sadness Rises
Every Emotion I’ve Ever Felt

Escapism (Passaddhi Maitri)
A Mixed Metaphor About Horses and CEOs
Savior Neighborhood
Pearls
What is and What is Not (Passaddhi Maitri)
The Creation of Something From Nothing
It All Feels
Lam
The Big Reveal
The Horizontal, the Vertical, and the Spherical
Biblical Shit
Yes to (Almost) Everything
Bhakti
Paticca-Samuppada
A Shared Triumph
To Be Unburdened
A Misguided Love Letter
Just This
A Minor Retraction
Impressionism (Passaddhi Maitri)
Gain and Loss Are Equal Partners
Tantra
Indra’s Net
Rise and Fall
Incantations
Verbalization Saturation
“There Are Things We Don’t Know That We Can Never Know.”
A Prescription (Passaddhi Maitri)
Space Between the Leaves
Nighttime Ritual
Passivity
Sit
Unsigned
Eulogy
One Last Grasp at Happiness
There is No Truth to Be Found in a Stone
A Joining Sensed Across Time
Love Declaration

Potentially Triggering Poems

The Face Before
Walking Meditation
Where the Danger Lies
Cracks in the Foundation
A First Taste Can Become an Addiction Avoidance is Still a Strategy
Self Portrait
Sour Grapes for the Starving
All But One Finger Pointing Back
The Mind is Mightier Than the Pen Blasphemy
A PSA – The Narcissism Playbook
One Millimeter or Forty Years
Three Hots and a Cot
Perceptual Persuasion
Jasmyn
A Courageous Heart for the Heartless Sleepwalker
The Ignorance of Youth
Arriving Too Early to the Station
Colors of Affiliation
Dance on the Ash
The City
Unsolicited Advice
When There is No Inside,
There is Nowhere to Hide
Hypocrite
Rings
The Ugly Stuff
Four Estranged Men
A Little Perspective
Anima
Finding Comfort in the Uncomfortable
The Jolly Laughing Jester God of Nothing
A Toll We Can Never Afford
He Was Never Alone Inside Himself
Red Flags
A Child’s Paw
The Shady Side of the Street

Mostly Neutral Poems

A Caveat Unheeded
So Close
Nature’s Classroom
A Glimpse
Speedy Returns
A Daily Bardo
An Eternal Lullaby
Heartburn
One of Those Special Memories You Don’t Dare Revisit Too Often
Fool’s Paradise
Haunted Melodies
Old Friends We Don’t Need to Contact
Hatred
Turning Point
Factory
Pole of Clarity
Wheel of Impermanence
Striking Familiarity
Purification
Untouchable Mani Stone
Irreducible Complexity
Bounded Potential
One Family, One Home
Kalday
Gardener
The Creek
Sun Salutation
Healing
The Power of Expectations
A Hair’s Length From Liberation
A Shamanic Hangover
Beach Woes
Cloth Prayers
Epicenter

Guru Passadhi Maitri

A Prescription
Impressionism
Escapism
What is and What is Not
Fearless
Karma
The Goal
A Prophetable Mess