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It’s amazing what you might discover after a fall in the forest.

Including freedom.

With an invitation for you to consider at the end.

(A story from centuries’ past.)

The restless man left the castle late one night, needing air and a stroll to help induce sleep.

The forest beyond the castle looked inviting, so off he went towards it. Captivated by trees, aromas, silence and moonlight, he went deep into it, then whomp! It was easily a ten foot fall into a pit, he reckoned, through piercing pain and broken limbs.

He moaned weakly, knowing no one would be as foolish as he was, meandering about a dark forest. “How can I be so stupid?” he cried.

Sometime later, footsteps approached, and he yelped. A man looked down and said, “You poor lad. I’m a doctor. As soon as you’re out of there I will patch you back together without charge!” He threw a note into the pit providing details (apparently business cards were not in fashion at this time).

The broken limbs ached all the more after the visitor. Another missed opportunity, he thought, yelling, “I will never get out of here.”

But soon after that, another visitor came, a lawyer, who declared “We’ll sue the bastard who dug this pit. It’s negligence! Call me when out!” And he threw another note into the pit providing details.

His despair darkened, bleeding and broken with crushing pain. It’s still dark, a few hours before dawn. He fell into a light, very uncomfortable asleep.

Sometime later, loud footsteps. This time there’s something different. They’re right beside him. This man jumped into the pit.

What a fool, the broken man thought. And what a relief, too.

The broken man asked, “Why did you jump out of the pit?”

The man calmly said, “I’ve been in many pits. I know how to get out of most. And I am here to help you out of this pit.”

If you find yourself in a terrible pit, suffering, I am here.

I’ve been in many pits. I can help you get out of yours.

This offer is extended to those in crisis, suffering quietly, alone, scared, or pretending to be none of those.

My offer is extended especially to those who cannot pay and who may find themselves in crisis. An existential crisis, among others, perhaps.

It does not matter your position in life. A pit is a pit.

If you have means to pay, a donation is appreciated.

This is not a new business pitch, nor solicitation to fill your in box with coaching services.

I know pits. I know how to get out of many: I have great maps.

And I know it takes two to life ourselves from the pits and into freedom.

Peter Bromley

Applied wisdom: to flourish in life

Clearlight Evolution

(PS: I was told this story hundreds of years ago, likely when in a pit, or learning about freeing myself from them, but I cannot recall its original author).


About the Thanksgiving and Gratitude industries.

And what really helps to flourish in life

Not everyone is able to be thankful.

Not everyone is able to be grateful.

That seems to upset those for whom thanks and gratitude are essential to their identity. And that is unhelpful. Because those unable are actually crippled. You are asking people to walk who can’t.

People who struggle in life, burdened by mental illness, often view happy this and thanks that as unattainable – galaxies far, far away.

They know only the end of fists, guns, rage, fury, wars and more. Their greatest capacity is an unholy trinity: fight, flight and / or numb.

They might mask these entrenched strategies with civil conversation, savvy intelligence and wane smiles, or even muster a charm offensive, offensive only to them.

These facades are simply to pass the gates of acceptance, gates fortified by those who eschew discomfort, disease.

Those at the gate may claim to be advocates of mental health, and may post “Let’s Listen!” during mental health week, but privately they stir, “just suck it up, mate.”

“You just forgot to be grateful!”

“You cannot see what is so plainly in front of you – abundance.”

Such judgements may be well intended, but they stab the afflicted who know what they’re saying, but unable to summit the realization. Guilt upon guilt. Shame upon shame. Lose lose.

That outreach is not for the conflicted, it is for the (reasonably) well. After all, it is very difficult to enter the darkened cave of one who knows no other space.

It is courageous to enter that unlit space, with despondent, disembodied voices growling, “I am not enough.”

 Or worse. Far worse.

Most (allegedly) healthy folks don’t want to be around unhealthy folks, because it may trigger something real but buried miles deep. The so called weak may reveal the emperor has no clothes.

Know this: a still relatively young aspect of science and psychiatry proves that early childhood trauma mucks you up for years to come.

COPD, heart disease, criminality, diabetes, abuse of all sorts, and more flourish in those who learned only survival strategies from those with little to no love.

This is proven by a pioneering study conducted Kaiser Permanente and the US Centre for Disease control (CDC).

Bottom line? You are terribly, adversely afflicted if raised by trauma. Unless and until some blazing light comes into your life to lift you into another possibility of self-awareness, you remain diseased.

Those of us who lived in war zones in the west or east know that there may be much to be grateful for.

But for many, we are still dodging bombs, raising arms to defend against the blows, or running from the shots fired above our heads, or numbing from the voices that scream only messages of utter worthlessness.

We are not ungrateful: just terrified and stuck and numb and unconscious.

Give thanks? Give gratitude?

Help us. Give us time.

But more importantly, what about you?

Learn empathy.

Learn compassion.

Learn you: learn what it means to be fully human.

Oh my!

Be that for your children.

Your spouse.

Your organization.

Your community.

Your country.

Your world.

But especially, for you. Oh, the freedom you’ll enjoy.

Because it’s guaranteed: you have some sort of unconscious blindspot.

Be the change you want to see.

Don’t preach it.

Happy Thanksgiving.



20boy-sits-a-chairAnd it’s time for peace.

War zones: they’re here – always within. Like the ones you may recall from Vietnam, or, more recently, Syria? They often start within. Products of disturbed minds.

Carnage, destruction and toxic smoke arise from burning rubble. Because we can’t see it, and because we often bury the thoughts and feelings miles deep, we barely know war rages, even though it’s smouldering, rancid and rotting. But there it is.

It manifests in actions attached to fear with stunning consequences: inequality, injustice, domination, violence, planetary ruination, addiction, judgements, self-absorption, shitty relationships but sometimes great ROI and fabulous early exits.

Their origins are complex, but too often sourced from mishandling in childhood which creates misidentification of who we really are, and misdirection in life. Chasing objects-fame, fortune, followers-all folly when one knows objects don’t make meaning nor fulfil nor provide peace and security.

Just cause suffering that lasts years. Often a lifetime. Hence the war zones.

We battle shadows and acquire outside. Blind eyes always.

Freedom from war exists inside. Learn to have your eyes-and heart-wide open.

Because peace is at hand.

Lay down your weaponry: and study what it means to be fully human.

That reveals and ensures enduring peace.


Peter Bromley

Applied wisdom: To flourish in life.

Clearlight Evolution





(Photo credit: Ali Hashisho/Reuters)




This stunning tree teaches us about being fully human.


It stands out among all others just by being itself.

It does not have a large bank account.

It doesn’t own any property except that space given by nature.

And even that is borrowed.

It doesn’t run people, empires, numbers. (In fact, it contributes to all people and the planet).

It doesn’t think its limbs sag, leaves droop, or roots require trimming.

It performs its duties according to natural laws, following faithfully spring, summer, fall, winter.

No complaints. No meds to get it through the day.

It embodies faithfully many universal values:

-do no injury

And yet, despite all that, it stands out among the others.

No seeking, no striving, no driving required.

Just being as it is-fully-distinguishes it as is.







What more would you want then what you already have?

If only we take the time to see and know ourselves and then embody that, what a world this will be.

Peter Bromley
Applied wisdom: to flourish in life
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Wonder about a world very different and very near
Amazing, isn’t it?
Reflect on the lives of Nelson Mandela. Or perhaps Gandhi (though for some a more complicated example).
Independent of complications, see how they live values to shift unconsciousness to consciousness.
Darkness to Light. Impossibility to opportunity.
Learning the language of their captors.
Walking in their shoes despite unimaginable hardship.
Holding on to an extraordinary vision where all thrive – even when hammering rocks over years of searing suns.
Learning about the cost of retribution – which makes all blind.
Being a stand for non-violence in the face of injustice, cruelty and hate.
Prime examples of humanity searching for shared meaning in the most extraordinary ways.
What they had we have.
It’s just eclipsed by conditioning which has an autopilot to lash out, react harshly, fragment, scorch.
If only we all knew: there’s far more to us than that that liberates above all.
But it’s our purpose and gift to enjoy a life well lived to learn what it means to be fully human – to know thyself – to manifest this wonder.
So far yet so near.
Peter Bromley
The Wise Leader
Reality School at Clearlight Evolution
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Voting is overrated.

Don’t get me wrong. It is great one votes. Congratulations! Good one!

But if you want to manifest what you voted for, then ongoing participation is required.

A vote elects; ongoing advocacy enacts. Both are required to serve democracy.

It is insufficient to vote for your favourite and assume she or he will carry your dreams and wishes to fruition. Too many are wanting their desires fulfilled, battling and paying for the attention of these folks.

Democracy is a 24/7 job, with each of us obliged to act. (Or not, then we get what we get, which is often not what we want).

It is a common misperception to think that the vote entitles us to good governance. We’ve done our part to fulfill some imaginary contract with clearly contracted outcomes.

Well, no.

To vote is the bare minimum to participate in democracy.

It guarantees nothing. Especially these days where our darker aspects seem to want to rebel and express rage by voting for rebels without a cause and babies without a bib.

Think of it like a relationship. Perhaps a marriage. We take vows. Those vows require enacting through learning and embodying.

Now, let’s give a fresh start. Here’s one possibility.

Let’s adopt a neighbourhood program – neighbourhood watch – where all neighbours in this community / city / province / country and world look out for one another.

In this contract, we co-create a thriving culture to ensure peace of mind, contribution to a greater good, and a population fulfilled, healthy and cared for. All equal in the eyes of God. Remember?

Including the planet.

Voting is a start.

Have a good start. Then see you tomorrow in the neighbourhood to ensure what we ask for is what we receive.

Peter Bromley
The Wise Leader
Reality School at Clearlight Evolution.
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I’ve met severely depressed billionaires,

Suicidal famous doctors and book authors,

Chronically self doubting Olympic athletes,

Beaten world champions,

Endurance athletes who quit,

Swamis who fuck their students,

Spiritual teachers fueled by greed and arrogance-and Spirit,

Rock stars and Chairmen of Boards who ask, “Is that all there is?”

Stars blinded and burdened by fame, suffering and harshness oozing from them,

Moms and dads who worry incessantly, worrying their children,

So many who drink, drug, sex, numb…

The Secrets of private lives.

Where sometimes life, precious, glorious, sublime, magnificent; hard, cruel, violent and absurd life hangs by a thread;

For those of us world weary and too tired to try again, yet still put one foot in front of the other, somehow still knowing that clouds of ignorance obscure the ever present sun.

It’s the sun we re-member when dis-membered.

A tiny shaft of light through stained glass caressing our shoulder, reminding us, “It’s the Light: there’s still more! Keep on revealing it!”

We all are doing our best, even those for whom that reality seems quite unlikely.

“Walk in another’s shoes ten miles before judging,” say the wise indigenous peoples.

They also say, “provide ten constructive solutions before offering one objection.”

For humanity’s sake, find love and kindness within yourself-it’s there, always- to be able to freely offer love and kindness to others.