Wound to wonder, trauma to thauma,
ground to grace and back again.

This guide maps eight legs and six turns through the journey of choosing love over fear. We find ground, claim desire, exercise will, invite harmony, expel scarcity, sing truth, see clearly, know unity, dissolve identity, and return to the origin.

Key

  1. Preface

    A note on belief
    How do wounds become wonder? You should know going in that this guide offers more questions and paradoxes than answers, for it is the spirit of inquiry that can crack the chrysalis and let us soar.
  2. 1 Do/Sa C 396 Hz

    Root System

    Find ground

    Philautia · Muladhara
    When the world feels upside-down, backwards, and inside out, it's no wonder our feet can hardly touch the ground. No wonder we feel separate, divided, and alone. So we have to ask: what sets us apart?
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  3. 1.5 Di C♯

    Lovely Filth

    Tickle your fancy

    Himeros · Kanda
    We've all got a compulsive little troll inside, ready to make a mess of things when we're not watching. When we don't know what we want. How do I know what I want?
  4. 2 Re/Ri D 417 Hz

    Wax Erotic

    Desire well

    Éros · Svadhisthana
    The modern world loves progress. When we are feeding our lives into the machine, we can feel so driven. But who is driving? It's clear that desire pulls us into the choices we make, but I can't help but wonder: what draws us?
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  5. 2.5 Me E♭

    Ferment Desire

    Go with your gut

    Mania · Dantian
    Deep in the belly, in the lower dantian, desire—whether conscious or not—ignites into action. To bring our dreams to life, the kiln of will takes careful tending. Unless we prefer our existential kinks. What stokes my fire?
  6. 3 Mi/Ga E 528 Hz

    Freeing Will

    Begin within

    Ludus · Manipura
    Between desire and action there is a chasm where choice occurs. Sometimes we steer the ship, sometimes the sea takes us. And as we sail forth, a question continues to land: how do we choose?
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  7. 4 Fa/Ma F 639 Hz

    Metronomics

    Play along

    Philia · Anahata
    All is vibration, pulsing and throbbing in cascades of waves and tones. And each of us beats out a rhythm in the cosmic song, at times off-beat, or in syncopation, or in thunderous unison. Together we might want to know: what are we playing?
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  8. 4.5 Fi F♯ 147 Hz ♦

    Scare City

    Be enough

    Pothos · Break
    We emanate from an infinite field of abundant possibility, and yet often an insidious feeling of scarcity creeps in. Debts to pay, karma to burn, rules to break. It begs the question: whose dream is this?
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  9. 5 Sol/Pa G 741 Hz

    Song Redemption

    Hear and be heard

    Storge · Vishuddha
    Truth is arbitrary. Truth is universal. Truth is personal. Truth is dead. We wait on tenterhooks for armageddon, apocalypse, disclosure — but could it be that we already know what needs to be said?
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  10. 5.5 Se A♭

    Common Senses

    Come to your senses

    Sebas · Manas
    These days our senses are under siege. Endless war floods all seven of our head holes. The promise of peace depends on remembering just how common these senses are—on coming back to our senses to encounter the beyond-human world with open hearts and minds. What am I missing?
  11. 6 La/Dha A 852 Hz

    The Deep Well

    Open Your Eye

    Pragma · Ajna
    It's turtles all the way down and up and in and out, right? I may fervently believe in a fractal scalar hologram or a TESCREAList simulation or an eschatological flaming compost pile in the center of the Earth, but until I really know, I keep asking: what am I not seeing?
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  12. 6.5 Te B♭

    Self Membrane

    Seed the cloud

    Eusebeia · Antahkarana
    "I'm right here." Point a finger there. Did you point at your head? Many do. It's called a finger, but it doesn't fing. Noodle that one for a while. How did we get such a big head about things? What am I forgetting?
  13. 7 Si/Ni B 963 Hz

    Aloha World

    Zoom out

    Agape · Sahasrara
    Agápē sometimes leaves me agape. If I am the walrus, then who is the walrus? Tusk question. Seriously though folks, we need boundaries to make sense of our lives, and I can't just be all love all the time, can I? Where is the edge?
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  14. 7.5 Si⁺ B⁺ 285 Hz ♦

    Entify

    Expose Your Self

    Xenia · Crisis
    If I peel the onion all the way down — shedding beliefs, nationality, ethnicity, race, gender, species, name, flesh, mind, awareness — who is left? Who was I when I was dead, before I came back to life? Who am I really?
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  15. 8 Do/Sa C 792 Hz

    Love Remains

    Remember

    Meraki · Vasundhara
    Say Laozi had it right. Say this all comes from nothing and everything. Say I'm the one witnessing the first turtlewalrus come to be and the last one perish all at once. I might never be able to bear the grief of having lived and lost so much, unless I get amnesia somehow… (boop) Where do I begin?
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  16. Sources

    Sources and resources
    Countless others have arrived at similar understandings to what I present here. Aldous Huxley aptly named this practice The Perennial Philosophy. I continue to collect and weave together the brilliant insights I encounter, spanning space, time, and cosmology only to land right back home.

A guide to coming home to our whole selves — body, mind, and soul. Ecstasy, catharsis, community. Science, religion, and magic.

A new and ancient story: that questions fertilize wonder better than answers ever could. That love could answer them, of course — but in the asking, we touch the mystery from which thauma springs. And thauma is the fuel. That wondering, wandering way of moving through the world that opens into gratitude, into abundance, into the blissful bottomless well of being at the center of it all.