The Ancient Cypress Trees of Louisiana.

Floating your way through a Louisiana cypress swamp is an eerie but a deeply spiritual experience. Silently drifting across the water, one gets the feeling of entering a lost world. It's as though you have tumbled into the past to wander the humid swamps the dinosaurs called home. The cypress trees are the ancient guardians of the swamplands. It is they who hold the secrets of our ancestors and you can feel that energy radiating throughout your core. It is an energy that gives much but it must be respected because the swamps are no place to forget that Mother Nature is in control of our destinies.

I have wandered down to Louisiana numerous times and I can always feel an older, stronger energy to the land. It is a realm that is saturated with history and marinating in archaic mysteries. It's not just Voodoo that senses the powers at work in the swamp lands. Anyone sensitive to metaphysical energy can feel it hang in the air like the warm humidity of the environment. Each time that I visit, there is an energy to the place that reminds me of the heart of Africa. It is like recognizing an old friend from my days living in West Africa. It is a place that transfixes me, which is what keeps me coming back year after year. It you want to experience some powerful energy while taking in some of the oldest and most spectacular nature and history in America, you must visit Louisiana.

~The Green Man has Spoken~

The Sacred Chamber of Ruby Falls.

Deep in the bowels of Lookout Mountain, in Tennessee, hides an ancient cave system named, Ruby Falls caverns. The dank, and musty air within its serpentine passages whisper secrets of eons gone by that remind you that you are a guest in this otherworldly realm. You are at the mercy of nature, sitting deep below a mountain such as this one. The low ceilings require you to humbly bow your head, in respect, for the spirit of the cave. Upon showing this submission, the seeker may enter the inner sanctum of the cave; a vaulted chamber carved out of solid rock by the spirit of the cave--the goddess waterfall.

The roaring of the falls humble you with the overwhelming power of her archaic magic, while the delicate and lacy dance of the water rejuvenates you with her sensual femininity. As I stood at her feet, I raised my arms and head into the spray of her aquatic magic, to honor her energy and be cleansed by it. I left that cave deeply grateful to exist on a planet with natural temples such as the one safe-guarded 1,120 feet below, Lookout mountain.

~The Green Man has Spoken~

Nuclear Energy: Is it Worth the Risks to the Environment?

The on-going nuclear crisis at Fukashima nuclear plant in Japan has raised concerns about nuclear energy, yet again. Humans have a consumption problem and have become a parasitic species. We are greedy to the point of risking the death of countless people, and even more injuries, just for cheap power, so that we can continue our life of unchecked desire. And, yet, we take a risk with nuclear energy on something we still don't fully understand or know how to contain upon meltdown because we don't want to have to live a life with less luxury and greed. Well, I don't like saying this, but this is what happens when we gamble with Mother Nature.

The time is now to commit, as a world, to putting the nuclear genie, back into the bottle, as much as possible. We owe it not just to our children, and their children, but the billions of innocent sentient beings, who are living within their means, in balance and harmony with nature's limits and abilities. We must learn the lessons of interdependence, because if we human's mess up and ruin Earth, making it uninhabitable, then we have the karmic weight of the death of all those beings to bear into the next life. I know that I don't want that on my conscience, so let's work together to make this world a little safer and peaceful.

And, yet, if we totally ban nuclear energy then we're even more reliant upon dirty coal and oil. It's a difficult spot to be in as a modern civilization. One alternative that some say is the best alternative is thorium energy. Here is the cheat sheet on Thorium, which is a radioactive element but much safer, less radioactive and cleaner than the old nuclear sources, Uranium and Plutonium:

After it has been used as fuel for power plants, the element leaves behind minuscule amounts of waste. And that waste needs to be stored for only a few hundred years, not a few hundred thousand like other nuclear byproducts. Because it’s so plentiful in nature, it’s virtually inexhaustible. It’s also one of only a few substances that acts as a thermal breeder, in theory creating enough new fuel as it breaks down to sustain a high-temperature chain reaction indefinitely. And it would be virtually impossible for the byproducts of a thorium reactor to be used by terrorists or anyone else to make nuclear weapons. Named for the Norse god of thunder, thorium is a lustrous silvery-white metal. It’s only slightly radioactive; you could carry a lump of it in your pocket without harm.

~The Green Man has Spoken~

Speaking the Language of Plants and Trees.

The swaying trees, rustle a language that can not help but be palpable to my consciousness. For as long as I remember, I have felt a deep relationship and connection with everything green; and have been able to tap into a low, but perceptible energy field emanating out like a cloud of mist from my emerald friends. I have always regarded plants and trees to be wise and honored friends.

My childhood was quite lonely, being the last kid in the family; and after being labeled a "weird loner" from other kids at school--up until my last year of high school. Being the last in line at home meant there just wasn't enough time often for my parents to be able to give me the one-on-one time that a child needs. So, there was often little supervision or guidance left-over for me.

So, I was alone a lot, and learned to grow up fast. One way that I adapted to that solitary life was through falling in love with nature. So, plants (and trees, especially) are like old friends and trusted confidants to me. I use to crawl up high in the tall cottonwood trees in my childhood backyard; and escape the fighting going on between my parents into the strong, stable limbs of the trees. There, (I'm not ashamed to admit) I would often talk to them, confide in them and share with them my biggest fears and dreams. So, I try to bring their energy to life through this blog and share their energy with others.

I feel their presence as one would a kitty sitting off on the periphery, taking you in your energy. My senses often pick up on a subtle but steady sound of hushed mumbling, whispering or humming from certain plants when I'm in a particularly balanced palace after a deep meditation. And, I have been known to play music for them. So, I have a deep and very real bond with all living green vegetation, and it gives me much strength and inspiration in my life. It is my hope that humans can rediscover our natural roots and embrace Mother Nature's healing, green energy. Let us heal her, so she can heal us all again. We need to protect our environment--it's the only one we have.

~The Green Man has Spoken~

The Magic of Marijuana.

The sweetly scented, vapors of marijuana are billowing through the beaming sun, pouring through the cracks between the blinds. I stand in awe of its ethereal waves, drifting along with animation, as if it exploded from the tip of a shaman's wand; eventually sinking to saturate the mind and body with its magical spell. Blessed by its sweet elixir of mystical insight into the Divine Oneness, Pure Love and Higher Consciousness, I smile. Through meditation, I exude that energy out to all life or pure existence with the wish that it will be beneficial to those plugged into that wave length. Namaste.

~The Green Man has Spoken~

The Horny God Cernnunos; Sex in Nature.

(The Horned God Cernunnos)

I'm not normally the nudist type but when we go backpacking, some 30 miles away from humanity in all directions, I immensely enjoy walking around the woods skyclad. It is a thrilling experience to feel leaves upon the skin (making sure to avoid the poisonous ones) of my naked body; to feel the natural breeze off a lake (the breath of the goddess) caress my naked bits is breath-taking and something very humanizing. It's like a long-lost memory of the kind of freedom that my species hasn't known since early man and womankind. Allowing ourselves to be naked in our natural habitat is natural--our natural state; worth celebrating and honoring in ceremonies.

Once, while I was all alone in a forest, a few years back, during a backpacking trip I masturbated amidst a grove of pine trees after a rainfall. The earthly smell of wet dirt and pine filled the air. That musty scent really brought out my primal, sensual animal. It was highly arousing to be naked in the forest like my ancestors--Cernnunos, the horned one. I think the sensuality came as I brought the sounds, smells and sights of nature into my sexual experience.

Including walking through leafy, forest paths with an erection to find my sacred spot. My hardness parted the soft leaves like a royal scepter, which was thrilling and sacred for me. The sacredness is taking back the noble erection from the shame men have had to endure from society; telling them the penis is something to hide--and laugh at from discomfort with the imposing protrusion of it's proud, natural form. The double-standard we've had to endure of movies celebrating boobs and the naked female form but hiding the man in the background; as well as not showing his penis. Why is the penis something to hide?!! Are we ashamed of it?!! That is so sad.

The scents of the flowers, emitting the intoxicating sensuality of the goddess aroused inside me a celebration of all things feminine in my head. In that moment, I wanted to make sacred love with all of Earth's blessed women. I was at love, with both the natural world in that moment and the female energy; not just the beautiful form but from the nurturing, caring and warmness of our Queens. As I lay back upon the reclining, smooth logs, I was at the height of sexual, sensual and spiritual arousal; the orgasm that ensued was basking in the power of those three givers of love. It was an experience that blew my mind, warmed my heart and rejuvenating my self-esteem; as well as rejuvenating my relationship with nature.

I want to do this again sometime but with a ceremony planned around self-pleasure communing. In it I plan to take on the form of the Horned God Cernunnos, who is the Celtic god of nature and male fertility (thus, the name of my post calling him the, "horny god" instead of horned god). I want to bathe in a near-by creak to cleanse myself, before laying a blanket down in a secluded forest clearing and performing a sage cleansing. Inhaling lavender flowers brought with me for the ceremony to relax and connect my sexual energy with Mother Nature's sensuality.

I will dig a small hole in the Earth to symbolize the womb of nature. Next, comes laying red rose petals throughout the hole to symbolism the feminine, the goddess and female fertility. Upon completion I would settle into a meditative trance of self-stimulation. Upon the climax of the ceremony I would spread my male seed into the symbolic womb (Earthen hole) as an offering. After draining my seed, I would sprinkle some distilled (distilled for purity) water over the mixture; as a symbolic gesture of watering the seed to unlock it's rejuvenating energy. Finally, I'd fill the hole (Earthen womb) with the dirt that use to fill it, to seal the offering to the goddess.

Afterward, I will kneel before the Earthen womb and say a few words of hope to the winds of the high mountains, whipping down from above; that nature might be rejuvenated through humanity's re-awakening to the importance of Mother Nature. Celebration and honor be forever to our blessed Mother Earth. I plan, as well, to have a sexual ceremony in this setting with my wife. In addition to an offering of my seed to the male sexual energy; being that I'm bisexual.

PHOTO CREDIT: Sandra San Tara

~The Green Man has Spoken~

Sacred Sexuality.

Perhaps one of the biggest crimes in human history has been the imprisonment, control and demonization of sexuality by the world religions. As children of our great Mother Earth, we have been blessed with beautiful sexual organs but rather than celebrate and treasure them we have for too long shackled them from performing their magical powers. It's very tragic and sad that modern religions have strayed from seeing sexuality as a gift to be used to transcend consciousness and merge with the great ecstasy of the divine consciousness.

There are those who call it, "sex magick" because it has such a powerful ability to change states of mind. In times of depression, sexuality can lift one's spirit and consciousness to a healthier state of confidence and empowerment. In times of anxiety and stress it can be a spell that transforms that toxic energy into sexual energy, which is a healthier form of pent-up energy that can be released in powerful, torrents of orgasmic, sexual release. It leaves one's body relaxed, light, emotionally calm and full of loving joy. How could that not be a good thing, and something to celebrate from the rooftops of civilization!! Well, since not everyone is as enlightened about sexuality, I'll keep the celebrating to the blog.

Masturbation, for example, is a great way to feel better about yourself in a environment controlled by you that is a safe and fun way to get to explore your sexuality. It is tragic that we brainwash our children through religious fear to avoid touching their bodies and to see their sex organs as tools of the devil unless used properly. I was one of those kids. I was raised in a very strict, conservative household where masturbation was a sin and a sign of a bad child. So, I am on a mission to liberate masturbation from the closest of forbidden lusts; because one of the reasons masturbation is so beneficial to teens and adults is that it improves self-esteem.

One of the ways that masturbation can be transcendental is through orgasm control. In guys, (I'm focusing on guys simply because that's who I know best) this if often referred to as, "edging" which means building the sexual energy and enjoyment of your phallus to the "edge of orgasm" without cuming. It intensifies with each stroke of the hand as your ride just along the edge of sexual release; but just as important is backing off before you release your sacred seed too soon. This can be hard when you are in the moment but be patient and practice because once you can build your orgasm for an hour or so the explosion of pleasure is beyond this world. It'll be the hardest, longest and most ample orgasmic emission that you'll ever experience. The closest I have experienced this kind of transcendental pleasure outside sexuality is the drug ecstasy, which I think everyone who is of sound mind and body should try once in their lifetime--(just make sure you drink plenty of water if you do. But not too much--a tall glass of water every hour should do).

Anyway, for guys, be careful you don't edge to the point of blue balls because then you have over-shot the peak of spiritually orgasmic union with the ultimate Consciousness. Thus, the power you feel will be decreased. This is the Cosmic Consciousness referred to by all the great occultists. The Cosmic Consciousness is the idea that universe exists as a interconnected network of consciousness that permeates all things: us, animals, rocks, water, air, earth, fire, etc. This is best described I think from the Indra's net example. Indra's net is a cosmic metaphorical net that permeates the fabric of space and time; each node where the net connects together being a different consciousness/sentient being (us) or any other type of spacial, elemental and material form.

Therefore, if we can tap into the network more fully and experience the collective Cosmic Consciousness then we will get a glimpse of what it feels like to experience total transcendence of suffering. This is what I think is going on at the moment of orgasm. It is tapping into that vast network where a pleasure in one's mind-body is multiplied by accessing the collective energy of the net or grid. So, if we can engage in sexuality that is combined with a type of meditative centering and letting go of boundaries we can experience a near out of body orgasm that allows us to see the greater potential of the spirit--of the Cosmic consciousness. A spiritual orgasm, if you will.

Tapping into this grid through sexuality is, so powerful and explosive that it's like crossing a power-line with a metal rod--it sends electric pulses of power rushing through your body until near physical collapse. But, just like any spiritual tool, sex mustn't be viewed as the goal but rather a tool to access the ultimate goal of merging one's consciousness with the Cosmic Consciousness, so we are always at one and at peace with all things. This is a glimpse of one aspect to the "Great Work" that occultists like Aleister Crowley and those in the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn taught/teach and spoke/speak of. It is our inheritance to be liberated through sexuality, so cherish it and practice, practice, practice!!

P.S. - I don't hear any masturbatory groans and moans, yet--so, get to it!! Ha!!

~The Green Man has Spoken~

How Solar Energy is Working for America.

You don't have to be a greenie, environmentalist, neo-hippie to support green energy. It is a good idea, if only for ending dependence upon foreign oil and for cleaning up the air to improve our health. In addition, it can help us save on our heating/cooling bills. It's an investment that will pay for itself many times over and keep money in your pockets and wallet. What's not to love about solar energy--and all the green energy forms?!!

~The Green Man has Spoken~

The Weeping Willow Shelters Those in Need.

An ancient shelter taking in weary travelers hiding from the rain, sleepy lovers resting after a picnic and a passionate bonding. Children playing games by hiding from one another and those looking for somewhere quiet and private to contemplate. The Willow tree has had many guests under neath her welcoming arms. Including your humble author. As an unpopular, serious minded kid I found the willow as a great hiding place from the torment of the popular crowd--you know, "The Chosen Ones." She never asked questions and just gave me a serene sanctuary to read within.

Surrounded by living walls I always felt (and still do) a stable yet comforting energy that gives her space a feeling of a rest stop for pilgrims along the journey of life. She is a good listener as she is always to some degree mourning for the loss of all dying green, growing life as evidenced by her sagging limbs. When tears rain down upon red, angry cheeks she sways her arms and emits a hushing noise as if to console the distraught looking for a place to let it all out in private.

All secrets are safe within her core for she is understands the pain of betrayal from double talking humans killing tree groves they previously honored. She would never hurt others as was done to her. She just doesn't have that within her nature -- she welcomes all without question. She is the mother of all that grows and I honor her this day. May she and her offspring grow forever upon this green planet.

-++The Green Man has Spoken++-

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