Meet the current members of the Metanoia Press Editorial Sangha:
Trey Conner flavors fretboards and strings with ridonkulous microtonal intonations often enough that diverse and sundry outlets have declared him a guitar master, even when he is plucking at a banjo. Early work with Meringue established Cherry Smash Records as the Metanoia Press of record labels, if you are into those sort of comparisons, and we at Metanoia very much are.
Trey has professed in spoken word at the University of South Florida as long as most people there can remember. The experience can be, at first, bewildering, usually in a good way. As one student put it, “Conner is the best prof I’ve ever had (I’m about to graduate). Some people freak out at first because he doesn’t have a typical structure with assignments and due dates, but contribute and you’ll be fine. He really wants you to succeed and make the class your own. First prof to ask me what I really think, not regurgitate other sources. Very empowering.”
Conner has authored scholarly articles on Indian Carnatic music, Advaita Vedanta, and digital pedagogy and is currently at work on Everything Worth Doing Now. You can find him on Soundcloud and over with the norms at the USF Website.
Tina Kat Courtney
Tina “Kat” Courtney, The AfterLife Coach, is a sacred plant guide, messenger, and devotee to organic altered spaces. Kat took on a shamanic apprenticeship that lasted a decade, drinking in hundreds and hundreds of plant ceremonies. She launched a well-known plant medicine blog in 2014, and formally began coaching people in the precarious aftermath and integration stages of plant medicine work, as well as those facing the truth about death. She has transformed into shamanic guide, a trusted mystical therapist, and a messenger for the plants. Kat is also a Master Level Reiki practitioner, has an English Degree from Loyola Marymount in LA, and won the National Council of English Teachers award as Best State Writer in Montana. Read full author bio…
Frederick M. Dolan is Professor of Rhetoric, Emeritus at the University of California, Berkeley. He taught at UC San Diego, UC Irvine, and Princeton University (where he was awarded the PhD in 1987) before joining the Berkeley faculty in 1988. His interests include political and moral philosophy, philosophy of art, American political thought and culture, and the nature of modernity.
Richard M. Doyle
Richard Doyle, PhD, is Edwin Erle Sparks Professor in the College of the Liberal Arts at Penn State University, where he has taught since 1994. Ever since reading the work of futurist Alvin Toffler at age twelve, Doyle has been on a scholarly and personal quest to understand the effects of information technologies on the evolution of human culture and consciousness. Following this path, Doyle has encountered what many mystical traditions have long known: that feedback loops can be initiated and sustained with modes of awareness not available to egoic consciousness – the domain of consciousness that identifies with an “I me mine” feeling, thought and perception. Through personal practice and sheer luck, Doyle, aka möbius, has been healed of severe asthma, nearly whole body eczema and severe depression through the grace of ayahuasca, LSD, psilocybin, chanting and meditation, all of which taught him, and continue to teach him, techniques for letting go of ego and abiding states which transcend the “I”, such as agape or selfless love. Read full author bio…
My second toe is shorter than my big toe on my left foot, longer than my big toe on my right foot.
When I was an infant I had crooked feet and had to wear corrective booties. No photographs survive of this.
All of this seems like, and may well be, a metaphor. It is, at least, a mythos. I accept its haunting.
By day I am a reluctant remedial educator teaching civility and lucidity in the hell-pits of social media, professional conversationalist on Future Fossils and Complexity podcasts, and the father of a half-girl, half-dinosaur.
By night I am a zen guitarist and as much of an unplugged naked wild animal bathing in moonlight as is possible.
As a householder: toddler encouragement, illumination, and damage mitigation is a kind of archaeology of consciousness and guru yoga. It is immensely humbling and delightful and helps me anchor in what I heard Roman Krznaric call “cathedral thinking”: the devotion of one’s life to planting trees from which I will not live to eat the fruit. It is a constant loving-letting-go and an immersion in an almost eldritch constant mutual metamorphosis that adds a fourth dimension to each person that I meet, making it easier to both relate to people-as-process-patterns-going-on-right-now and people-as-the-residue-of-histories. To see a person start is to shed light on one’s own misty gloaming origins, peer deep into the tangled brambles, catch small pieces, find their threads to now, and take one’s self as hyperobject, radically unknowable and endlessly explorable and worthy of profound compassion…
As a psychonaut: going deep enough to see and know the hyperspatial curvatures that roll the world out into itself and show the past and future spreading out from now like wings, and folding over, interleaving.
As a listener and watcher: endlessly deepening sensitivity to liminality and paradox, incentivized by otherwise-invisible rewards that draw the self out of a goal-directed tuned attentiveness and into joyous finding and incessant blind surprise. This happens walking hills and shores to gather broken glass; it happens playing the guitar; it happens letting one word suddenly assert itself from nowhere, then another, then another…
What gives the most ecstatic hope these days is people organizing on their own to route around the wilted and diseased outsourced hierarchical dependencies that can’t move fast enough, or care enough: the lines seem to converge amidst a new state of constant turbulence in which my daughter and her one-day friends are comfortable in the trip that life’s become, a playful meta-organism that creatively ecstatically rewires as is needed and provides enough to all involved through its devotion to the distributed intelligence of evolution.
I was born and raised in Managua, Nicaragua, and then moved to Pennsylvania for my undergraduate degree. Although I came from a tropical country and frequented farms, State College is where I first discovered Nature and the mindset it entails – perhaps my first major metanoia. Graduation came at the heart of the Great Recession, so I went back home to live on my father’s farm, where I discovered agriculture. I started a master’s degree at a local agrarian university in Agroecology, but I didn’t finish since I was offered a scholarship to study Plant Breeding and Genetics at the University of Wisconsin, my introduction into the mindset of science and second major metanoia. Then, I returned to Nicaragua to work as a rice breeder for four years, when I was offered a scholarship for a PhD program at LSU, focusing on Plant Breeding in Rice. Here, I have reinforced my passion for Data Science and the mindset of statistics and algorithms – possibly my third major metanoia.
I practice and stand up for laughter as often as I can and this strategy (both anecdotal and anti-dotal) helps to counteract what goes under the name of pain and suffering. And a dose of art doesn’t hurt either. However, as Jacques Derrida reminds us in his eulogy to Sarah Kofman, “Art and laughter, when they go together, do not run counter to suffering, they do not ransom or redeem it, but live off it.” I consider myself to be an avid seeker of Witzenschaft (what mashes up wit and wisdom) and this neologism has guided many investigations from the collector of scientific anomalies (aka weirdness) Charles Hoy Fort to photography’s inextricable exposure to humour to my most recent study regarding the discourse on Jewish Witz (wit/joke) in twentieth century Germany. My multi-media experiments and (inter)textual explorations with fellow Sangha member Scott Michaelsen (and the performance collective Test Patterns) have pursued other sites of crazy wisdom ranging from the animated film star and pop cult legend Gumby to the theosophical psychonaut and spoken word artist Xxenogenesis (with this latter subject now fortuitously on the path of Metanoia).
Melissa Gail Klein is a writer, painter, musician, and social worker from Austin, TX. She graduated from Penn State in 2011 with a BA in Integrative Arts, and recently received her Masters degree in Social Work at the University of Texas. Her upcoming album Crystalline Charm is set to release October 2020. She currently works with survivors of sex trafficking and women involved in the criminal justice system, striving to catalyze healing through the arts and integrative therapeutic modalities. (Bio image by Sally Sherwood.)
By chance I was gifted a significant portion of famed Northwestern University professor Jack Burnham’s occult library at the age of 19, and soon I was adding to my hoard as a regular browser at Chicago’s Occult Bookstore at its original location at Clark and Belmont streets. In the years that followed, an abiding fascination with noise allowed me to explore the many relationships between occultism and popular musics, often as a DJ and post-industrial performance artist between 1978 and 1986. Working with Louis Kaplan under the name “Test Patterns,” this era culminated in a month-long series of extremely loud events in the Raw Space at ARC Gallery in Chicago, dedicated to the work of psychonaut Xxenogenesis and his record album, SeXxenogenesis #1 (self released, 1973). My book-length investigations of psychonautics include Gumby: The Authorized Biography of the World’s Favorite Clayboy (Harmony/Crown 1986, written with Louis Kaplan and Gumby creator Art Clokey), Portable Darkness: An Aleister Crowley Reader (Harmony/Crown 1989; 2nd ed. Solar, 2006), and The Love of Ruins: Letters on Lovecraft (SUNY Press, 2017, with Scott Cutler Shershow). I am co-editor with David E. Johnson (U Buffalo) for the journal CR: The New Centennial Review (MSU Press) and the book series Literature… in Theory (SUNY Press).
In this brief life so far, Vidur Mishra has spent a lot of time doing nothing while doing quite a few decent things but none as marvelous as doing nothing. During the pandemic of 2020 that baby-shook the already distressed information-overloaded planet, he graduated with a B.S. in Information Sciences and Technology and a minor in Philosophy from the Schreyer Honors College at Penn State University. Well, it seems he is well equipped to jump in this uncertain sea of information. Not primarily because of his education. But because of his practice in meditation that allows him to discern signal from noise patiently—with compassion towards his fellow sentient beings. A graceful practice that allows him to mindfully navigate the “strange loop” of dualistic thought, intellect, language, logic, and tech-driven materialistic culture.
Under the wise and playful guidance of Professor Richard Doyle—who happens to be very isomorphic to Vidur himself—Vidur completed an undergraduate honors thesis. It explores 1) eastern philosophy and practices of mind (esp. Advaita Vedanta and Dzogchen) to dissolve self-referential egoic thought and 2) the western theories of consciousness, such as integrated information theory and strange loop, to understand and model how thought and ego emerge due to the self-referential movement of recursive semantic information. Since the consumption of sensory and symbolic information recursively consumes attention and feeds the ego, it has become ever more important to take some meditative practice in this information-overloaded age. As such, Vidur practices kriya yoga, self-inquiry and sh00nya meditations, mad ecstatic bhakti, and wise surgical jnana. Sometimes, he supplements this practice with silent dancing mime, psychedelic visionary art, and kooky eerie poetry. Read full author bio…
Transcriber and transducer of many a nondual text, Suzanne shows up as force wherever there is light. Dubbed “Sanjayananda” by more than one non dual fool for her role as bard and scribe, Sanjayanada forged Metanoia Press out of the figments of mobius’s imagination. After much practice in nonduality and the medicine of medicines, Suzanne Winters is barely a who, but she is indeed how and through whom Metanoia Press, as a materialized incarnation of the ideas Metanoia has about itself, happens. Website hackery and whackery, copyediting her own transcriptions, layout, bell ringing – Sanjayananda’s gettin’ it done. A practiced self healer whose path will make a fine Jataka tale some fine day, Sanjayananda listens to the plants and the Word and lets herself heal – sometimes a lot, sometimes a smidgeon, but always always always, there is healing.