Divine Essence is that which you are
- position has obscured the stillness
A "monk" in the sense used here is anyone for whom the Way is their life's focus - while at times it may seem otherwise - the person is wholly dedicated to the intentional suffering of self examination and a movement away from all grasping.
David Doyle has spent his life struggling with the illusion most of us call life. At a young age this took him to long meditation (sometimes 18 hours in a single sitting) and opened up many siddhis (abilities) and extraordinary experiences - but these were not goals, they were merely byproducts along the Way.
In 2012 during many months of sustained inner work and meditation 3-6 hours at a sitting every evening and in the early morning hours - the seeker fell away.
In the following years since Awakening a great deal of astonishing changes have continued on a daily basis. The unfolding has not ceased though a settling has taken place. For quite some time, words did not come easily and teaching had not yet come - it is only now emerging.
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A brief bio
Drawn to spiritual interests at a young age my brother and I were brought up in a Catholic household and attended Catholic school through the 7th and 8th grades respectively. I became an alter boy and even at one point attended mass every morning by my own request.
I was always troubled by the Catholic beliefs and stories and felt like an alien within that setting but while the services were in many ways grueling, (particularly for youngsters) - they were not without the obvious and powerful energies that accompany sincere intent, particularly in large groups.
In high school I was a ski racer (snow) and specialized in Downhill high speed racing - part of the conditioning for that is stretching - I became very limber.
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At one point the best racer in our school and one of the best in the state (Minnesota) and
who was also with the best looking girl - began meditating - he would close his eyes and envision the course. This grabbed my attention and I began looking into it.
Initially it took me into a whole new world of Eastern thinking that was both preposterous and supernatural and yet the clarity of the writings and the depth of the various traditions had me pouring into them for several years.
It was during my first years at college that I decided that at some point I had to put the books down and give due diligence to practice - or open up my own Occult Bookstore (that is what they were called back then in the 70s and that is where Buddhist, Hindu and Tibetian books and such were sold).17
While at UC Berkeley I began in earnest my daily practice - for a brief time Hatha Yoga and then into Raja Yoga - my limbered up racing background meant I could do difficult postures from the start. My practice was traditional - meaning that meditation was the main practice while asanas were an adjunct to the meditation. I changed to a vegetarian diet, practiced (more or less) celibacy and lived Yoga.
I meditated several hours a day and awoke at 3:30 am for morning meditation for several hours. Including asanas, active practice was 4-8 hours a day.
Single sitting practice was generally from 1-18 hours and typically in full lotus or half lotus and sometimes sitting in a chair.
I was determined to give full due diligence to the practice and at the same time it was also scientific inquiry: I had determined that the only way to truly "know" what the books were expressing was to go to depth in practice - real practice and whole life included.
My research had tendered up one very clear message - if I gave it my whole heart, and no great revelations occurred, I would still reap the excellent benefits of practice such as greater mental acuity, generally calmer and more patient behavior and a whole host of excellent benefits the list of which was growing everyday. There was no downside to the practice - and if it yielded what was written in books - the treasure would far exceed the "gamble" of my time and effort.
It is important to note that this was never a Religious endeavor - i did not endeavor to verify Beliefs of any kind. The consideration of the word "Monk", as used here, has no religious connotation - it is meant as "one who is dedicated to spiritural inquiry, inner practice and clarification of awareness, blindness and obscuration".
This was a journey requiring a constant check to see that i was not fooling myself, falling prey to inflated assumptions, projections - my motto from the beginning: carry a measuring tape and regularly check to see if my head had swollen with false pride and false acheivement - carry Salt to ward off the pressures of wanting to find things in what might be nothing - becoming duped by sublte but entirely explainable nuances and increased senses.
Somewhere about two years into full practice, I decided that I had done enough and that I would end the experiment:
I had learned a lot, felt great, and enjoyed meditation - but i could not really attribute anything to it other than it was nice and felt great.
I do not mean to downplay the incredible changes that took place on the gross and subtle physical planes but i was very intent not to allow these wonderful aspects of practice to persuade me into a belief system based on physical aspects and then extrapolated assumptions and baseless beliefs, which i found repulsive, blind and lazy.
Then, the very week I had decided this, I went to one last lecture at a Gurdgieff group i had been associating with.
While standing and listening to the teacher speak, my third eye opened, telepathy popped on - and a vast array of related sihhis (abilities) began a great expansion!
Oddly I left most formal practice and set out for some ten years going to different colleges and "loosing myself" in the world. In around 1982 I discovered a school started by Lewis Bostwick - a school for clairvoyance - and there I was able to play with and expand many abilities - though all along, these abilities were only a byproduct of the real work and never a goal or prized possessions.
I began again to meditate - now for some 18 hours in a sitting - many more siddhis arrived - clarity expanded and incredible sustained changes took place. Lewis and I became very good friends though we never talked too much at length - we shared Presence and that was enough. I enjoyed time alone at the ranch with him and with his family.
After more than a decade with this group, the politics of group work and such organizations took its toll and I moved on, though Lewis and I and his family remained good friends (Lewis passed in the mid 90's).
I moved on into business - I was always broke in this pursuit of spirit and I was determined to end the poverty so that I could "retire" either with a pile of money or a money machine, so that I could go back at some point and do nothing but meditate and come what may.
I had big success and big failure - the Universe had other plans.
After falling into ruin, I retreated to life on sailboats and slowly recovered in buying and selling boats and inventing. I created some products, designed and patented one and became a manufacturer in the marine business. Never making much but recovering and standing on my feet again.
I met Tania in 2000 and in 2007 our beautiful son Lake came into our lives.
At one point prior to his birth, when we were "trying" we were walking to the park and I mentioned to her that she had a "Being" Very strongly in her womb. I explained that normally she had a hive of them hovering about but this was different - this one was really solidly in her body.
She passed it off casually but then said "I haven't had my period - it's about two weeks late". I immediately exclaimed in no uncertain words that she was pregnant!
She found it difficult to believe since we had only been "trying" for about 3 weeks which would mean that she pretty much got pregnant on the first try up in Yosemite.
I ran to the store, got the test kit and bingo - we were pregnant!!!
A few months into the pregnancy I realized a precious time had arrived and I could speak with our child-to-be prior to its birth - but I needed clarity and I had not been meditating much for some time. About six months prior to his birth and after his birth I began meditating 3-6 hours everyday - and speaking to him. I began at 3:30 am (an old established habit).
Later somewhere around 1.5 years after his birth I decided to take over putting him to bed. She had a real job and a real schedule - I had my own schedule and so there was no need for her to stay up.
It was also a perfect situation: when you "put a child down for the night" you need to sit with them until they settle. Sometimes they open their eyes after they have settled just to see that you are there and if you are not, then they wake up again fully and cry and it starts all over. It takes no effort to be with them and even if it does it is the kind of effort that is no effort at all.
So - I put him to bed, made up outlandish stories and we would laugh and then he would fall asleep and I would meditate. Typically from 8pm to 11 or 12. Then I would get up around 3:30 and meditate until he woke up around 7am. For a long time he went to bed with me in a lotus and woke up to me in a lotus (or what ever posture suited me and my legs)
Then one day massive chunks of me fell away - "I" fell away.
This Awakening has been an abiding shift since 2012 and the story will be forthcoming - you are invited to ask any questions you may have.
At about the same time the Awakening took place i began studying Qi Gong - I was asked to teach by Master Yao several years later and have been teaching Qi Gong regularly since then.
Master Yao formally registered David A Doyle in China as:
Deputy Director of the US Regional Department of Shaolin Fohanmen.
Department of Wushu Culture, China Cultural Information Association, Fowensheng Culture Department