YJ Hawkins
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Awake on Wall Street   
​In The Afternoon of Time   
Soul-Surfing Mid-Life in Hanalei Bay
The Field
Awake on Wall Street: Ray Dalio vs. Alan Watts
Awake on Wall Street: Money is My Spirit Animal
Impermanence
Awake on Wall Street: Abundance

Awake on Wall Street: Through Me
Summer to Autumn
Love Business
Awake on Wall Street: Choices
Reprint: 5 Unexpected Reasons Why Modern Society Depresses People
V for Victory!
Esalen: Love and  Friendship with Chinese Characteristics
Breadcrumbs
Awake on Wall Street: Boredom and Shadows
Young Jim Hawkins
Awake on Wall Street:  SELL ALL
Awake on Wall Street: Peaceful Warrior
The Saint
Awake on Wall Street: Down Below
Awake on Wall Street: Questions
Awake on Wall Street: Openings
Awake on Wall Street: Train Wreck
Awake on Wall Street: Rubik's Cube
A Life of One's Own​​
Awake on Wall Street: Surrealism
Awake on Wall Street: Yes.
Awake on Wall Street: Purity of Heart

​Awake on Wall Street: Coming Home to Joshua Tree
Awake on Wall Street:  A Dream Dreaming Itself
Awake on Wall Street: A Ticket to Athens
​Awake on Wall Street: Financial Devolution
Awake on Wall Street: Stability
​Awake on Wall Street: A Fading Coal
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Sunrise
Awake on Wall Street: It All Makes Sense

Awake on Wall Street: Covid Dreams
Part I: Love Supremist
Part II: Awake not Woke

                          
The Hero Path                                 
We have not even to risk the
adventure alone
for the heroes of all time have 
gone before us.
The labyrinth is thoroughly known...
we have only to follow the
thread of the hero path.
And where we had thought to
find an abomination
we shall find a God.

And where we had thought to
slay another
we shall slay ourselves.
Where we had thought to
travel outwards
we shall come to the center of
our own existence.
Where we had thought to
be alone
we shall be with all the world.
-- Joseph Campbell


"A way a lone a last a loved a long the / riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs."
--James Joyce Finnegans Wake

"Time is a river that sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire."
​- Jorge Luis Borges

Dharmata (Skt. dharmatā; Tib. ཆོས་ཉིད་, chönyi; Wyl. chos nyid) — suchness, or the true nature of reality.

​The Sanskrit word dharmatā, ཆོས་ཉིད་, chö nyi in Tibetan, means the intrinsic nature of everything, the essence of things as they are. Dharmata is the naked, unconditioned truth, the nature of reality, or the true nature of phenomenal existence.


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