God, Love, Infinity words that can scarcely define or describe the absolute, all encompassing, vastness of what in truth they are. To truly know them is not through spoken, written word or even through conscious thought. To know the truth of God, Love, Infinity you must accept them through your heart and feel through your soul. Then and only then will you come to understand, to remember, to grasp even the slightest fraction of your, our truest potential. For what God is, Love is, Infinity is, I am, you are, we are forever and ever and evermore...
God can BE only as great as we allow ourselves to remember and know her to BE!
Love can BE only as great as we allow ourselves to remember and know it to BE!
Infinity can BE only as great as we allow ourselves to remember and know it to BE!
We can BE only as great as we allow ourselves to remember and know ourselves to BE!
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"Out of intense complexities intense simplicities emerge." ~ Winston Churchill
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Fear, hate, greed, war are the cold jagged stones strewn in chaos about the road of destruction.
Love, empathy, benevolence, peace are the warm smooth pebbles laid carefully on the path of creation.
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“Love is the only reality and it is not a mere sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.” ~ Rabindranath Tagore
Two children were put in a room each given piles of toys all exactly the same. Each began to play with their toys, one playing joyously and the other looking at the one playing joyously, with envy because he was not finding the same joy playing with the exact same toy. So the envious child would take the toy from the joyous child thinking the joyous child's toy must somehow be better than his, otherwise how could the joyous child be so happy and he not. Each time the envious child would take the toy the joyous child would just become more joyous and grab another toy to play with and each time the envious child would see how happy that the joyous child was he would take that toy as well. Believing the joyous child must have taken all the happy from the toy before he had taken it and placed it in the new toy. This went on and on and each time the envious child would take another toy from the joyous child, the joyous child would become even more joyous and happy. This only served to enrage the envious child who believed the joyous child was playing a trick on him. Finally the envious child had taken all the toys from the joyous child, in fact so many toys that it covered him in shadow. While the joyous child had only with each toy taken become ever more joyful and happy until it seemed he was pure beaming light. Finally, the envious child roared at the joyous child, "How can you be so joyous, so happy when I have taken all your toys? Are you hiding a special happy toy? Are you making fun of me with your smiles and laughter? Give me the special toy!" the envious child bellowed! The joyous child smiling like the sun, embraced the envious child, the joyous child's light shining on his shadow and he whispered gently to the soul of the envious child, "Where would I hide this toy there is nothing here but you, I and the toys and you have them all now?" The bewildered envious child steps back exhausted by his greed and selfishness asks, "Then how can you be so joyous, so happy when I have taken all toys from you?" Answers the joyous child, "Because as happy as playing with the toys made me, watching you play with them and be happy if only for a moment, brought me more joy than all the toys in the world." "I don't understand" said the now thoroughly confused envious child. Embracing the envious child once more with his light the joyous child again whispers gently to the envious child's soul, "There is no greater happiness that Life can give, no greater proof of the power of unconditional Love, than bringing unselfishly happiness to another. For even if I had all the toys in the world how could I be happy, knowing that you were not? My happiness, is your happiness and the only thing that can make me unhappy, is for you to be sad." With that the envious child stepped from the shadow of his mountain of greed and began to give the joyous child back his toys and they began to play joyously happily together and as one became more happy, so did the other. Until finally the envious child understood what the joyous child had been trying to tell and show him. He never needed the toys to BE happy, he just needed to BE happy and to BE even happier by bringing happiness and joy to others, would make him happier than all the toys in world.
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“Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.” ~ Robert Heinlein
“Love is when the other person's happiness is more important than your own.” ~ H. Jackson Brown, Jr.
“Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.” ~ Buddha
I invite you all to watch this amazing film "Fierce Light, When Spirit Meets Action" about the promise of our potential should we choose to be as ONE.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2MSWSxPUqc
Ubuntu: "I exist because you exist" Is a philosophy, the reality actually of our innate connectedness that Bishop Desmond TuTu speaks to so eloquently in the film.
The "Fierce Light" inspired the following:
You exist because my consciousness brought you into being and I exist because your consciousness brought me into being. And together our consciousness' conspired that we should be together, but as we can see from the illusion our consciousness' have co-conspired to create, we must exist more than in the shadows of one another's consciousnesses for this this illusion we have
co-conspired to create to succeed. We must exist more than in one another's mind's eye, we must conspire with our shared consciousnesses, to exist within one another's hearts and allow for one another to share this experience, this illusion, with the light, truth and Love of our shared souls.
For that is the truth of the reality that is God, that God created for us to conspire to co-create in when she blinked us into existence.
As much as this is a call to action, it is more a challenge of acceptance.
You don't need to believe and have faith in a God or an immortal soul to believe and faith in Love. Although I personally believe in a God and an immortal soul (that belief and faith having nothing what so ever to do with a religion of any kind mind you), but even if I didn't believe and faith in God or an immortal soul I would still believe and faith in Love.
The first reason I chose to believe and have faith in Love regardless of a God or an immortal soul, is it makes me feel good! It makes me happy, it fills me with the need to create. I tried living in fear it made me only feel mad, it made only feel sad and the only thing it allowed me to create was new ways to try to destroy myself. It froze my mind and limited my choices to fight or flight. I never did want to fight and grew tired of running a long time ago.
The second reason I chose to believe and have faith in Love regardless of a God or an immortal soul is our history. We have been living in and ruled by fear almost since the dawn of civilization, almost since our first question, why? and it hasn't worked out so well for us thus far. If everything was going just perfect and we had created a society with a sustainable future, I would say, cool, lets keep on fearing, but no one is saying that. Each day we are living in fear, we are one more day closer to this, our reality no longer being here. So from a purely logical perspective, if what we have been doing for many thousands of years has not been working, why not try something different and for me that something different is Love.
The third and most important reason I chose to believe and have faith in Love regardless of a God or an immortal soul, is that now that I know Love unconditionally, I can be no other, as it is now and always was I believe (always meaning in this lifetime, lest I give you the idea I am talking about immortality) what I am.
I believe and have faith Love is what we all are. I believe Love is what makes nature function. I believe the reason that we are such a dysfunctional species is because we have chosen not to BE the Love we are and that choice has thrown us out of synch with rest of nature, which requires that there be mutually beneficial relationships, (lets call those loving relationships) in order for species to thrive and to evolve. We existing mostly without Love are neither thriving or evolving.
For all these reason I chose to belief and have faith in Love regardless of God or an immortal soul, but as I said I do believe in God and an immortal soul (just not religion) and it is for all these reasons that I hope we all chose to believe and faith Love regardless...
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“Consult not your fears but your hopes and your dreams. Think not about your frustrations, but about your unfulfilled potential. Concern yourself not with what you tried and failed in, but with what it is still possible for you to do.” ~ Pope John XXIII
(I choose this quote not because of a connection to a religious figure, because its a great quote. When seeking wisdom, I don't throw the baby out with the bath water.)
With all that I am meant to BE this I vow; that I allow me to Love me so thoroughly, that there is no more me to Love, only me NOW BEING the Love that it is all I am ever meant to BE...
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"It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves." ~ Edmund Hillary
Creating illusion both as individuals and as collective is much the same as pitching a baseball, if you don't focus your attention, intention and faith you will not most often hit the catchers mitt for a strike.
We have as individuals focused our attention, intention and faith on a catchers mitt of being selfish sinners, being "evil" and we are definitely throwing strikes.
We have as a collecti
We have as individuals focused our attention, intention and faith on a catchers mitt of being selfish sinners, being "evil" and we are definitely throwing strikes.
We have as a collecti
ve focused our attention, intention and faith on the catchers mitt of destruction, self annihilation and sure enough strike three is about to cross the plate.
How about NOW we as individuals focus our attention, intention and faith on the catchers mitt of being empathetic heros, being divine and start throwing strikes for Love!
How about NOW we as a collective focus our attention, intention and faith on the catchers mitt of creation, self salvation and start throwing strike for Peace!
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“Quality is never an accident; it is always the result of high intention, sincere effort, intelligent direction and skillful execution; it represents the wise choice of many alternatives.” ~ William A. Foster
“Our intention creates our reality.” ~ Wayne Dyer
“The evil that is in the world almost always comes of ignorance, and good intentions may do as much harm as malevolence if they lack understanding.” ~ Albert Camus
How about NOW we as individuals focus our attention, intention and faith on the catchers mitt of being empathetic heros, being divine and start throwing strikes for Love!
How about NOW we as a collective focus our attention, intention and faith on the catchers mitt of creation, self salvation and start throwing strike for Peace!
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“Quality is never an accident; it is always the result of high intention, sincere effort, intelligent direction and skillful execution; it represents the wise choice of many alternatives.” ~ William A. Foster
“Our intention creates our reality.” ~ Wayne Dyer
“The evil that is in the world almost always comes of ignorance, and good intentions may do as much harm as malevolence if they lack understanding.” ~ Albert Camus
I have so much to be thankful for not just this day, but everyday. There is one thing that above all else I am not thankful for this day and everyday however and that is for the never ending business, that is the institution of war. I am not thankful that young men and women are right now fighting, innocent children are right now being slaughtered, so that a few insane kings may profit.
I was watching a special on JFK the other day and he gave the most heart moving speech shortly before his assassination on the need for us as species to end all wars, not just a war, but all wars. And I thought, why don't we hear those speeches from our leaders anymore? Why has war now become an accepted, almost forgotten part of our daily lives? Its because war is big business; big, big, big business. Always has been.
You've heard before the term, "to big to fail" used mostly in reference to our mega banks and other global financial institutions, but what institution more than any other do you think funds those mega banks and global financial institutions? It's war! So if those institutions are to big to fail, then war is many multiples of that - to the monied elite - to big to fail and there is nothing those monied elites will not do to keep the war institution from failing. Including, false flag operations, like the sinking of Maine to bring us into the Spanish American War, the sinking of the Lusitania to bring us into World War I, the bombing of Pearl Harbor World War II, the Gulf Of Tonkin Vietnam and quite possibly 911 to convince us of our need for an endless War On Terror! These were all events that monied elites/war profiteers either at worst instigated/conspired to invent and or at best knew were going to take place and did nothing to prevent. All so that the blood of babies through some heinous practice of alchemy is transformed into more gold for them, but at the end of the day I don't blame them, I blame us! I blame us for turning a blind eye and hardening our hearts, allowing them to use our future, our children, as the cannon fodder of fools and sociopaths.
We all claim that we want the world to change, to be a better place, a place of abundance, a place that will continue to sustain human Life, then there is one thing we can do, have control over and will change everything instantly; demand and end to all wars! No longer will we smile, cheer and wave as we send our brothers and sisters, sons and daughters, fathers and mothers off to die so that a greedy deranged ruling class can feed their addiction to wealth and power.
It is time this Thanksgiving Day to say, I will not be thankful for, nor will I allow you a moment longer, to fatten mankind on steady diet of division and hate, so that you can feast upon our fear, like we're stuffed Thanksgiving turkeys. It is time this Thanksgiving Day, to say I Love all life and I will kill my brother no more! It is time to do this, this Thanksgiving Day, so that by next we can be thankful for everything, we can be thankful for PEACE!
We have believed for to long, surviving, weakened by the lies of fear. It is now time we accept the truth and power of Love.
Happy Thanksgiving And Much Love To All, Kip
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“All war must be just the killing of strangers against whom you feel no personal animosity; strangers whom, in other circumstances, you would help if you found them in trouble, and who would help you if you needed it” ~ Mark Twain
“I am not only a pacifist but a militant pacifist. I am willing to fight for peace. Nothing will end war unless the people themselves refuse to go to war.” ~ Albert Einstein
“If war is ever lawful, then peace is sometimes sinful” ~ C.S. Lewis
“War is a poor chisel to carve out tomorrow.” ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.
“I am prepared to die, but there is no cause for which I am prepared to kill.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi
“Peace is not merely a distant goal that we seek, but a means by which we arrive at that goal.” ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.
When I fell in Love without condition with ME; the first domino fell. I then fell in Love with YOU. I then fell in Love with WE. Then all the dominos had fallen and I Loved everything unconditionally. And now that all the dominos had tumbled down, what was left? Just the rumble of what I had imagined to be an impenetrable wall of fear keeping me from unconditional Love, from happiness, from peace, from freedom, from truth, but was really only dominos waiting for my Love to fall.
If there is one thing all of us could do NOW to heal all this worlds ills, it would be to Love ourselves unconditionally, for if all Loved themselves without condition, there would not be anything left but all Loving all, unconditionally.
So this year on our day of giving of thanks, let us be grateful for the greatest blessing of all, to BE in Love with ourselves unconditionally.
I can hear the dominos falling now. Spread this message, so that by Christmas all our dominos would have toppled and we will have a world at PEACE!
Happy Thanksgiving!
My Unconditional Love To ALL, Kip
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“We are wont to condemn self-love; but what we really mean to condemn is contrary to self-love. It is that mixture of selfishness and self-hate that permanently pursues us, that prevents us from loving others, and that prohibits us from losing ourselves.” ~ Paul Valery
“I don't like myself, I'm crazy about myself” ~ Mae West
Words are cheap. Truly?
As a writer and songwriter, I have been thinking about this medium of communication that I use each day, and have been examining their impact on my life, as well as the lives of those that receive my communications each and every day.
I have determined that even though I am quite aware of how a story, poem, or an email, post or a song can make or break someone's day, in the past few months it has become much clearer to me just why that is so.
Prior to the advent of any spoken language, that concept . .. I will vocalize my intentions . . . must have been generated in the ancient speaker's mind as a thought. Prior to the advent of the written word our ancestors preserved the spoken word through memory and the recounting of experience and wisdom in that same spoken manner.
Enter the Internet
There are plenty of places . . . millions of millions of places, and growing every day, for words to exist on the Internet. So many, in fact, that where once our ancestors revered the written word as a gift from God preserved (consider the first tablets received by Moses), now we dismiss their impact as negligible.
We read, we skim over, gather a few words with peripheral attention, and extract a meaning. Or not, as it serves us. And we go on to another page of words.
Blast and flash . . . .high impact screens flicker and dissolve at will. My will. It would serve me to remember that.
People develop contempt for that which they have too much of. An overabundance leads to trivializing that object or item's inherent worth. And even if at first we acknowledge and celebrate its value, over time and with complacency that value degenerates. Additionally, the overwhelming volume of words, information and images we see each day can and do discourage and confuse.
I am "old school" in this respect. For those of us reared on books - on the written word manifested into a material object we hold and physically manipulate . . .its tactile value is clear. It is a sacred experience to hold it in my hands, to feel its weight, to run my fingers over its gossamer pages as I caress each delightful line . . .and this action is always accompanied by the revelation that within that weighted, bound dimension my salvation and my freedom awaits. It is something that seems real to me, under which I can stand and uphold.
As a symbol for the Word of the Divine, it is my reconciliation with what Is, that I lost sight of as I turned my mind away in fear.
The hallowed halls of libraries, omniscient in their hushed silence, may seem dusty and obsolete to those who have been reared to gather information and knowledge by electronic means.
I began using the Internet years ago, but it was not until lately that I have been real-izing its true potential as a means of effective communication. I have embraced this new world with the same intention as I approach the writing that I do on paper. I still hold my sacred text in my hands each morning and dicate inspiration's notes on real honest-to-God pages most mornings. However, I have come to know and love this new avenue of delight . . .this open window into the homes of my neighbors where I can spread the love in so many wonderful ways!
Never before in the history of humankind have we had this ability to assume this role and create a global impact . . .through words.
Thoughts Re-Present
The genesis of a thought begins in the mind, and generally progresses to word, and then, eventually, to action.
The thought itself is not God, but can be in line with the God mind if I AM.
God is the genesis point for all thought, not the thought itself. It is the potential for thought, the divinely intricate web of possibilities on which thought generates.
The thought itself is not its maker, I AM. The thought is as close to representing me in my most pure state as I can generate into this material world. Even while, as an open and willing conduit, I receive information and create images on this screen, I am always aware of my insufficiency to truly communicate the thought behind them. Intention makes up the difference, and Spirit exhuberantly bridges the gap.
The manifestation of this thought is a result of my energetic decision . . . my will . . . to realize its inception. The word is its conception, literally, so to speak.
It is the next level of my representation of my thought. Once again I must be clear . . .when in line with Love, I understand that it can never be a cause, but is an effect of something other than the thinker.
Loving thoughts, words and actions are the effect of creation. God is all-ways the cause.
Thoughts in line with love benefit me as they benefit the collective. Insufficient as they may seem to me, my words will be used by our Creator in Its loving way.
In line with creation, my words are representative of a representation of my thought. A re-presenting of that which I have always known, when I act from within the God mind. It Is always.
I AM a messenger for my Creator . . .all I have I chose to BE. I release my miscreations and step out of the way with as much gracefullness and clarity as I can, and allow this BEing to be an open conduit for the manifestation of the Word.
Infused with the power and lightened with the potential to create the utmost expansion once they have been returned back to It, I send them out into the world.
****When you read My words and when you, in turn, extend My love with that same power and potential to others we create the most joyous, synergistic spiral of Love!!!****
. . . .I do not trivialize the impact of my words . . . .
Namaste . . .
As a writer and songwriter, I have been thinking about this medium of communication that I use each day, and have been examining their impact on my life, as well as the lives of those that receive my communications each and every day.
I have determined that even though I am quite aware of how a story, poem, or an email, post or a song can make or break someone's day, in the past few months it has become much clearer to me just why that is so.
Prior to the advent of any spoken language, that concept . .. I will vocalize my intentions . . . must have been generated in the ancient speaker's mind as a thought. Prior to the advent of the written word our ancestors preserved the spoken word through memory and the recounting of experience and wisdom in that same spoken manner.
Enter the Internet
There are plenty of places . . . millions of millions of places, and growing every day, for words to exist on the Internet. So many, in fact, that where once our ancestors revered the written word as a gift from God preserved (consider the first tablets received by Moses), now we dismiss their impact as negligible.
We read, we skim over, gather a few words with peripheral attention, and extract a meaning. Or not, as it serves us. And we go on to another page of words.
Blast and flash . . . .high impact screens flicker and dissolve at will. My will. It would serve me to remember that.
People develop contempt for that which they have too much of. An overabundance leads to trivializing that object or item's inherent worth. And even if at first we acknowledge and celebrate its value, over time and with complacency that value degenerates. Additionally, the overwhelming volume of words, information and images we see each day can and do discourage and confuse.
I am "old school" in this respect. For those of us reared on books - on the written word manifested into a material object we hold and physically manipulate . . .its tactile value is clear. It is a sacred experience to hold it in my hands, to feel its weight, to run my fingers over its gossamer pages as I caress each delightful line . . .and this action is always accompanied by the revelation that within that weighted, bound dimension my salvation and my freedom awaits. It is something that seems real to me, under which I can stand and uphold.
As a symbol for the Word of the Divine, it is my reconciliation with what Is, that I lost sight of as I turned my mind away in fear.
The hallowed halls of libraries, omniscient in their hushed silence, may seem dusty and obsolete to those who have been reared to gather information and knowledge by electronic means.
I began using the Internet years ago, but it was not until lately that I have been real-izing its true potential as a means of effective communication. I have embraced this new world with the same intention as I approach the writing that I do on paper. I still hold my sacred text in my hands each morning and dicate inspiration's notes on real honest-to-God pages most mornings. However, I have come to know and love this new avenue of delight . . .this open window into the homes of my neighbors where I can spread the love in so many wonderful ways!
Never before in the history of humankind have we had this ability to assume this role and create a global impact . . .through words.
Thoughts Re-Present
The genesis of a thought begins in the mind, and generally progresses to word, and then, eventually, to action.
The thought itself is not God, but can be in line with the God mind if I AM.
God is the genesis point for all thought, not the thought itself. It is the potential for thought, the divinely intricate web of possibilities on which thought generates.
The thought itself is not its maker, I AM. The thought is as close to representing me in my most pure state as I can generate into this material world. Even while, as an open and willing conduit, I receive information and create images on this screen, I am always aware of my insufficiency to truly communicate the thought behind them. Intention makes up the difference, and Spirit exhuberantly bridges the gap.
The manifestation of this thought is a result of my energetic decision . . . my will . . . to realize its inception. The word is its conception, literally, so to speak.
It is the next level of my representation of my thought. Once again I must be clear . . .when in line with Love, I understand that it can never be a cause, but is an effect of something other than the thinker.
Loving thoughts, words and actions are the effect of creation. God is all-ways the cause.
Thoughts in line with love benefit me as they benefit the collective. Insufficient as they may seem to me, my words will be used by our Creator in Its loving way.
In line with creation, my words are representative of a representation of my thought. A re-presenting of that which I have always known, when I act from within the God mind. It Is always.
I AM a messenger for my Creator . . .all I have I chose to BE. I release my miscreations and step out of the way with as much gracefullness and clarity as I can, and allow this BEing to be an open conduit for the manifestation of the Word.
Infused with the power and lightened with the potential to create the utmost expansion once they have been returned back to It, I send them out into the world.
****When you read My words and when you, in turn, extend My love with that same power and potential to others we create the most joyous, synergistic spiral of Love!!!****
. . . .I do not trivialize the impact of my words . . . .
Namaste . . .
Fear screams finite lies and has told me what I am to do.
Love whispers infinite truths and shows me what I am to BE!
And what Love has shown that I am to BE is Love, without condition eternally...
And from this Love that I am to BE, a new reality shall I create, free from fear, suffering and hate, where all ARE as ONE, what Love has shown me I am to BE, in all ways eternally...
Of all that matters Love matters most. While all that is of matter matters mostly not at all...
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"Who, being loved, is poor?" ~ Oscar Wilde
I AM Love, now that remember I have no choice to BE other, because Love is what I AM.
You ARE Love, if you have remembered you too know you have no choice to BE other, because Love is what you ARE.
We ARE Love, when we remember we too have no choice to BE other, because Love is what we ARE.
God IS Love, everything is God, everything is Love, there can BE no other, because infinite Love IS what God IS.
That is what I remembered, that is how I know what I AM, what you ARE, what we ARE; ONE, without choice to BE other than God, that is everything, that IS infinite Love.
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“The fear of infinity is a form of myopia that destroys the possibility of seeing the actual infinite, even though it in its highest form has created and sustains us, and in its secondary transfinite forms occurs all around us and even inhabits our minds.” ~ George Cantor
“Infinities and indivisibles transcend our finite understanding, the former on account of their magnitude, the latter because of their smallness; Imagine what they are when combined.” ~ Galileo Galilei
“By confronting us with irreducible mysteries that stretch our daily vision to include infinity, nature opens an inviting and guiding path toward a spiritual life.” ~ Thomas More
“To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palms of your hand and eternity in an hour.” ~ William Blake
“If a thing loves, it is infinite." ~ William Blake
You ARE Love, if you have remembered you too know you have no choice to BE other, because Love is what you ARE.
We ARE Love, when we remember we too have no choice to BE other, because Love is what we ARE.
God IS Love, everything is God, everything is Love, there can BE no other, because infinite Love IS what God IS.
That is what I remembered, that is how I know what I AM, what you ARE, what we ARE; ONE, without choice to BE other than God, that is everything, that IS infinite Love.
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“The fear of infinity is a form of myopia that destroys the possibility of seeing the actual infinite, even though it in its highest form has created and sustains us, and in its secondary transfinite forms occurs all around us and even inhabits our minds.” ~ George Cantor
“Infinities and indivisibles transcend our finite understanding, the former on account of their magnitude, the latter because of their smallness; Imagine what they are when combined.” ~ Galileo Galilei
“By confronting us with irreducible mysteries that stretch our daily vision to include infinity, nature opens an inviting and guiding path toward a spiritual life.” ~ Thomas More
“To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palms of your hand and eternity in an hour.” ~ William Blake
“If a thing loves, it is infinite." ~ William Blake
PERCY AND EVE
This is the
story of Percy. This is the story of
Eve.
Eve
descended directly from the Bible. Percy
still says he never descended at all.
They met one
warm spring day in June. The birds were
singing, the flowers blooming. Love was
in the air.
It was love
at first sight, just like in the storybooks.
Percy felt himself like he had never felt himself before. He grew as she smiled. Within her brown eyes he was
invulnerable. A champion.
Eve
understood pain. She found herself in
it. She was its savior. Kindness was her shield, her temperance and
her example. She gave herself away to
it.
When she met
Percy she began to see rightly.
Clearly. She felt the vague
stirrings of her own power, long clearly denied. Her mother’s mother’s mother knew what she
was thinking.
Percy and
Eve created a child.
“Let’s teach
this child to walk, to talk, and to understand about saving us,” they said, at
least to themselves. And so they did.
They do not
remember the exact moment when each turned to the other with suspicious eyes,
but by its effects they both assumed it had happened while the other wasn’t
looking.
That changed
the water on the beans.
Percy feared
the Bible more than he feared Eve, and that was a lot. After all this time, she had taken his
power. She must have stolen it, again,
while he wasn’t looking.
“How could I
have been so blind?” became his mantra.
Eve made
good on her word. She gave and gave with
no thought of receiving. She knew what
good girls did. Actions speak louder
than thoughts.
The child
grew and became their willing sacrifice.
It was all the child knew.
They all
marched obediently on to the beat of different drummers. Heads down . . .resigned to defeat . . eyes
wide shut.
No-one
remembers the day Percy and Eve parted ways, but by its effects they both
assumed it had happened while the other wasn’t looking.
The child
died. It was all the child knew.
This is the
story of Percy. This is the story of
Eve.
This story
would have had a very different ending if Percy and Eve had really met.
More important than my faith and Love of God and Life, is my faith and Love of me; for God is me, Life is me. It follows then, that if I don't have faith and Love of me, I can't have true faith and Love of them.
The great dichotomy of my search for happiness and peace; is that I sought the truth of happiness and peace in God, in Life, in Love, but before I found happiness in that which I sought, I had to first find the truth of happiness and peace in BEING me.
And happiness I shall find, I now know, in every moment, even as I seek forever, the true truth of me!
Jesus, Mother Teresa, Buddha, Mohammed, Ghandi, Martin Luther King were not the saviors of man, but masters, guides and teachers, for no one and nothing can save man, from man, but man.
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“Happy is he who still loves something he loved in the nursery: He has not been broken in two by time; he is not two men, but one, and he has saved not only his soul but his life.” ~ G. K. Chesterton
I knew when I woke up that yesterday was going to be a day like no other.
Generally I rise and nourish my mind with A Course In Miracles and a meditation before I begin my daily routine. These days I am a full-time writer, songwriter and lover of life. My seasonal work is done and it has left me plenty of room to create.
I call the information and revelations that I receive downloads. They happen when I am in a state of mind that allows for the Flow to work through me. I tune in to what I call my Alpha/Omega frequency.
What I share I receive and when I look around me I see what I believe. It is indeed a most awesome time in the history of the Mother to be alive.
My husband and I went for a walk after breakfast to exercise the dogs. One of them I call my Vietnamese Potbellied Schnauzer . . .she is way too fat and needs to get out more . . or sneak less cat food . . . but she says she was never there . . .
We have been in the process of clearing land and building a new house and we had created a huge pile of brush and logs in the middle of one of our fields. Here in New Brunswick you can burn without a permit after October 31.
It was Remembrance Day. We were good to go.
It has been almost two months since my husband's father, Bev, passed away. He was the patriarch of the family and has been deeply missed by one and all. In the seven years that I had known him, I had grown to love him very much.
My husband and his brother hold the family homestead as sacred land. My brother-in-law and his wife, my spirit sister, Marie Rose, will eventually be living in the family home we affectionately call, The Big House.
There is something mystical and compelling about this property. Besides being beautiful and expansive and pastoral, it holds an energetic resonance that is palpable. It has been inhabited for almost two hundred years by the settlers who came to this area due to its richness and fertility. All have enjoyed a bountiful harvest here.
We live at 333. Angel numbers.
My spirit sister and I have a profound connection. She has led me into experiences and to people who have stretched and opened me in many ways. She is also a gifted intuitive healer and very much in tune energetically.
We decided to meet in the field and start the fire around 2:30 pm. That would give it lots of time to die down and be put out before we retired for the night.
My husband had the fire ready to go when we got there. I could tell he was preoccupied and he had told me that he had wanted to share this fire with his father. The McCulloughs really like a good burn.
He was, once again, missing his Dad, and spoke about it with Marie Rose as the fire began to burn. He is the youngest of the family, and has lived on the family land for most of his life. He was with his father daily - bringing in firewood, working around the old house, sharing time doing jigsaw puzzles and watching the Toronto Maple Leafs . . .
The three of us stood by the fire, talking about Bev and his father before him, Harry. My brother-in-law does not smoke, but he had brought a cigar and was smoking it in honor of his grandfather, who he felt particularly close to as a child. He could feel him there with us.
Marie Rose felt the energy rising and swirling and it affects her in a tangible way. She yawns deeply in order to clear the energetic buildup and she remains in its grip until she channels the energy through and out.
As I said I receive downloads of information. It can come in the form of a song, a story, a poem, an entry on the various sites on which I post, or as a flash of revelation. This time it was the latter.
In the past couple of years the four of us have formed a close connection to the earth through drumming. We are not aboriginal but feel what I can surmise is a way of experiencing the Mother that is very much in line with their beliefs.
Everyone is aboriginal to somewhere.
As we stood, watching the fire, it hit me. I saw the connection very clearly . . .this huge fire, this cleansing, healing, warming fire was the true funeral for Beverly Horatio McCullough. He was cremated in the North American tradition, but his spirit was sent to God in the aboriginal way.
With tears in my eyes and overflowing emotion in all of our hearts, we naturally knew what to do. We began to move to take up our places in line with the four directions.
At first, because he was working at the fire, my husband did not know what we were doing. Soon, he understood.
As we stood and prayed to the Creator, each in his and her own way, the swirling torrents of fire reached their peak, sending bits of ash and burning embers far, far up into the sky. They seemed to disappear as they reached Heaven. The flames carried our love and our intentions for healing of ourselves, the land and the planet to another dimension. It carried all of the hopes, dreams and residual pain of our ancestors straight into the arms of God.
With arms outstretched we channeled whatever needed to be cleansed and transformed. I could feel my grandmothers and grandfathers, my mother and father, my uncles and aunt and cousin who have gone before me whispering their prayers with my voice.
In our own unique way, we each reached out and extended our blended song from all, for all. On this Remembrance Day we felt the presence of all the souls departed and wished them Namaste . . .Peace, as we remembered. . . .
A hushed silence descended over the crackling of the fire and my spirit sister began walking the perimeter of the points where we had been standing, offering prayers as she walked. Somewhere else, she carefully set one foot ahead of the other as she set her intentions . . . adding the voice of her ancestors to the voice of the One.
My husband and I embraced for a long time. We both understood what had happened here and the shared emotion was cleansing and deeply healing.
The Creator had spoken in the fire and revealed another gift . . .Its Presence. It had been there all along, but our grief and pain had kept it hidden. The fire burned away what was no longer serving us.
I feel closer to true freedom today. I believe we are still processing what the fire meant to each one of us, and what it has kindled in our hearts and minds.
We will keep that flame close in our memories, and it will serve us well.
Cleansing always does.
Generally I rise and nourish my mind with A Course In Miracles and a meditation before I begin my daily routine. These days I am a full-time writer, songwriter and lover of life. My seasonal work is done and it has left me plenty of room to create.
I call the information and revelations that I receive downloads. They happen when I am in a state of mind that allows for the Flow to work through me. I tune in to what I call my Alpha/Omega frequency.
What I share I receive and when I look around me I see what I believe. It is indeed a most awesome time in the history of the Mother to be alive.
My husband and I went for a walk after breakfast to exercise the dogs. One of them I call my Vietnamese Potbellied Schnauzer . . .she is way too fat and needs to get out more . . or sneak less cat food . . . but she says she was never there . . .
We have been in the process of clearing land and building a new house and we had created a huge pile of brush and logs in the middle of one of our fields. Here in New Brunswick you can burn without a permit after October 31.
It was Remembrance Day. We were good to go.
It has been almost two months since my husband's father, Bev, passed away. He was the patriarch of the family and has been deeply missed by one and all. In the seven years that I had known him, I had grown to love him very much.
My husband and his brother hold the family homestead as sacred land. My brother-in-law and his wife, my spirit sister, Marie Rose, will eventually be living in the family home we affectionately call, The Big House.
There is something mystical and compelling about this property. Besides being beautiful and expansive and pastoral, it holds an energetic resonance that is palpable. It has been inhabited for almost two hundred years by the settlers who came to this area due to its richness and fertility. All have enjoyed a bountiful harvest here.
We live at 333. Angel numbers.
My spirit sister and I have a profound connection. She has led me into experiences and to people who have stretched and opened me in many ways. She is also a gifted intuitive healer and very much in tune energetically.
We decided to meet in the field and start the fire around 2:30 pm. That would give it lots of time to die down and be put out before we retired for the night.
My husband had the fire ready to go when we got there. I could tell he was preoccupied and he had told me that he had wanted to share this fire with his father. The McCulloughs really like a good burn.
He was, once again, missing his Dad, and spoke about it with Marie Rose as the fire began to burn. He is the youngest of the family, and has lived on the family land for most of his life. He was with his father daily - bringing in firewood, working around the old house, sharing time doing jigsaw puzzles and watching the Toronto Maple Leafs . . .
The three of us stood by the fire, talking about Bev and his father before him, Harry. My brother-in-law does not smoke, but he had brought a cigar and was smoking it in honor of his grandfather, who he felt particularly close to as a child. He could feel him there with us.
Marie Rose felt the energy rising and swirling and it affects her in a tangible way. She yawns deeply in order to clear the energetic buildup and she remains in its grip until she channels the energy through and out.
As I said I receive downloads of information. It can come in the form of a song, a story, a poem, an entry on the various sites on which I post, or as a flash of revelation. This time it was the latter.
In the past couple of years the four of us have formed a close connection to the earth through drumming. We are not aboriginal but feel what I can surmise is a way of experiencing the Mother that is very much in line with their beliefs.
Everyone is aboriginal to somewhere.
As we stood, watching the fire, it hit me. I saw the connection very clearly . . .this huge fire, this cleansing, healing, warming fire was the true funeral for Beverly Horatio McCullough. He was cremated in the North American tradition, but his spirit was sent to God in the aboriginal way.
With tears in my eyes and overflowing emotion in all of our hearts, we naturally knew what to do. We began to move to take up our places in line with the four directions.
At first, because he was working at the fire, my husband did not know what we were doing. Soon, he understood.
As we stood and prayed to the Creator, each in his and her own way, the swirling torrents of fire reached their peak, sending bits of ash and burning embers far, far up into the sky. They seemed to disappear as they reached Heaven. The flames carried our love and our intentions for healing of ourselves, the land and the planet to another dimension. It carried all of the hopes, dreams and residual pain of our ancestors straight into the arms of God.
With arms outstretched we channeled whatever needed to be cleansed and transformed. I could feel my grandmothers and grandfathers, my mother and father, my uncles and aunt and cousin who have gone before me whispering their prayers with my voice.
In our own unique way, we each reached out and extended our blended song from all, for all. On this Remembrance Day we felt the presence of all the souls departed and wished them Namaste . . .Peace, as we remembered. . . .
A hushed silence descended over the crackling of the fire and my spirit sister began walking the perimeter of the points where we had been standing, offering prayers as she walked. Somewhere else, she carefully set one foot ahead of the other as she set her intentions . . . adding the voice of her ancestors to the voice of the One.
My husband and I embraced for a long time. We both understood what had happened here and the shared emotion was cleansing and deeply healing.
The Creator had spoken in the fire and revealed another gift . . .Its Presence. It had been there all along, but our grief and pain had kept it hidden. The fire burned away what was no longer serving us.
I feel closer to true freedom today. I believe we are still processing what the fire meant to each one of us, and what it has kindled in our hearts and minds.
We will keep that flame close in our memories, and it will serve us well.
Cleansing always does.
Every time you think you have an original idea, that you should solely own, STOP, look around you, observe all that is nature, all that is the universe and think again.
All you are doing is remembering what already is.
Caterpillars crawling tree to tree, leaf by leaf devouring all, be still, be silent, gluttonously feast no more, let the magic cells come and the chrysalis form, you will all be butterflies come the morn.
We are the caterpillars, NOW is our time in Love to transform...
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“Love is a force more formidable than any other. It is invisible / it cannot be seen or measured, yet it is powerful enough to transform you in a moment, and offer you more joy than any material possession could.” ~ Barbara De Angelis
Understanding, knowing, remembering, awakening, BEING, does not happen through learning, studying, thinking upon with the rationale mind the words created of man, but by accepting with an open, trusting, Loving heart the wisdom gifted us by God, Soul and Nature.
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“Some people spend their entire lives reading but never get beyond reading the words on the page, they don't understand that the words are merely stepping stones placed across a fast-flowing river, and the reason they're there is so that we can reach the farther shore, it's the other side that matters.” ~ Jose Saramago
“People create stories create people; or rather stories create people create stories.” ~ Chinua Achebe
I have chosen and I chose not THIS civilization, the yearner of stagnation, the creator of scarcity, the maker of war, emanator of shadow, the champion of separation, the ally of fear, the foe of LIFE, the will of man.
I chose not to survive mortally.
I chose EVOLUTION, I chose ABUNDANCE, I chose PEACE, I chose LIGHT, I chose ONENESS, I chose LOVE, I chose LIFE, I chose the will of GOD, the will that is GOD, the will that is LIFE's process.
I chose to THRIVE INFINITELY!
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“Man can certainly keep on lying... but he cannot make truth falsehood. He can certainly rebel... but he can accomplish nothing which abolishes the choice of God.” ~ Karl Barth
I now remember what I am, I am Love.
I now remember where I am, I am in Heaven.
I now remember when I am, I am in the moment.
I now remember who I am, I am Soul.
I now remember why I am, I am because God created me, to BE.
And because I now remember these ultimate, absolute truths, I am FREE, to BE, HAPPY!
These ultimate absolute truths, are not just for me, they are for you, they are for WE!
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“This life is yours. Take the power to choose what you want to do and do it well. Take the power to love what you want in life and love it honestly. Take the power to walk in the forest and be a part of nature. Take the power to control your own life. No one else can do it for you. Take the power to make your life happy.” ~ Susan Polis Schutz
“If you want to be happy, be.” ~ Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy
Unconditional Love makes no exceptions for perceptions of vane beauties or observations of righteous spirits. Unconditional Love, loves equally all, without slightest hesitation. For if even one is deemed with condition to be unloved, Love is not without condition and all will fall.
Of this Buddha did teach, Jesus did preach and now I beseech; as our time of change draws near, choose to be seen, Soul's eyes clear in the light of unconditional, eternal Love, nevermore to disappear into the shadow of conditioned, mortal fear.
Accept NOW the obligation, in Love without condition, to serve Life's process, to create our infinite destiny, without destination.
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“You cannot travel the path until you have become the path itself” ~ Buddha
“No one lights a lamp and puts it in a place where it will be hidden, or under a bowl. Instead he puts it on its stand, so that those who come in may see the light.” ~ Jesus Christ
“Each one of them is Jesus in disguise.” ~ Mother Teresa of Calcutta
If you are not serving the will of God, the will that it is God, the process of Life, the process that is Life creating, you will not observe the Lotus blossom bloom, as Life creates again and again and again anew.
If you are not desiring with unconditional Love to serve the will of God, the will that is God, the process of Life, the process that is Life creating, you cannot evolve and will not evolve, you will languish in stagnation, which is against the will of God, the will that is God, the process of Life, the process of Life creating, which is eternal, never ceasing change.
You will not only not be observing, but you will not be consciously participating in Lotus blossom blooming, as Life creates again and again and again anew.
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"You not only interpret energy, you create it. Imagination is a function of your mind, which is one third of your three part being. In your mind you image something, and it begins to take physical form. The longer you image it (and the OF you who image it), the more physical the form becomes, until the increasing energy you have given it literally bursts into light, flashing an image of itself into what you call your reality.
You see then "see" the image, and once again decide what it is. Thus, the cycle continues. This is what I have called The Process.
This is what YOU ARE. You ARE this Process.
The is what God IS. God IS this process.
This is what I have meant when I have said, you are both the Creator and the Created.
I have now brought it all together for you. We are concluding this dialogue, and I have explained to you the mechanics of the universe, the secret of all Life." ~ GOD, via CWG, Neale Donald Walsch
You don't have to die in the shadow, to transform into LIGHT.
You don't have to die in the fear, to BE born again in LOVE.
You don't have to die in the body, to surrender to SOUL.
You don't have to die BEING broken, to choose to BE ONE, to BE WHOLE.
Anything you can think you can in some other LIFE BE, REMEMBER to KNOW, in this LIFE you already ARE.
So BE IT... so BE IT!
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“Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.” ~ Albert Einstein
“Ultimately we know deeply that the other side of every fear is freedom.” ~ Marilyn Ferguson
This is a song I just wrote - it is a song about how living small is no life at all, and asking "What would it take to spread our wings and fly?" I think that most of us can relate to the lyrics at some point in our lives . . . .
Spent all his life dreaming
Of that one big break
Spent all that time yearning
He knew it would take
His fearless attention
And power and skill
He spends his days dreaming
And he always will
He’s standing on the edge
Gettin’ ready to fly
There’s no looking back
There’s only clear sky
He’s made his decision
If he wants to be free
He can never grow a wishbone
Where a backbone ought to be
Spent all her life waiting
For them to open the door
To make her life better
Pick her up off the floor
The cheque’s in the mail
There’s no cigarettes
The job in the diner
It’s all she can get
Now she’s standing on the edge
Gettin’ ready to fly
There’s no looking back
There’s only clear sky
She’s made her decision
If she wants to be free
She can never grow a wishbone
Where a backbone ought to be
I’ve heard it, I’ve seen it
It’s been wrapped in my life
I’ve been its servant
I’ve been its wife
I’m tired of wishing
And breaking instead
It’s time to clean up here
And leave this dark bed
Now I’m standing on the edge
Gettin’ ready to fly
There’s no looking back
No tears in these eyes
I’ve made my decision
I want to be free
I’ll never grow a wishbone
Where a backbone ought to be
Spent all his life dreaming
Of that one big break
Spent all that time yearning
He knew it would take
His fearless attention
And power and skill
He spends his days dreaming
And he always will
He’s standing on the edge
Gettin’ ready to fly
There’s no looking back
There’s only clear sky
He’s made his decision
If he wants to be free
He can never grow a wishbone
Where a backbone ought to be
Spent all her life waiting
For them to open the door
To make her life better
Pick her up off the floor
The cheque’s in the mail
There’s no cigarettes
The job in the diner
It’s all she can get
Now she’s standing on the edge
Gettin’ ready to fly
There’s no looking back
There’s only clear sky
She’s made her decision
If she wants to be free
She can never grow a wishbone
Where a backbone ought to be
I’ve heard it, I’ve seen it
It’s been wrapped in my life
I’ve been its servant
I’ve been its wife
I’m tired of wishing
And breaking instead
It’s time to clean up here
And leave this dark bed
Now I’m standing on the edge
Gettin’ ready to fly
There’s no looking back
No tears in these eyes
I’ve made my decision
I want to be free
I’ll never grow a wishbone
Where a backbone ought to be
If we, ourselves do not Love everything absolutely, we, ourselves do not absolutely Love we, ourselves, as we, ourselves are absolutely everything and everything is absolutely we, ourselves.
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“Most human beings have an absolute and infinite capacity for taking things for granted” ~ Aldous Huxley
“When we are unhurried and wise, we perceive that only great and worthy things have any permanent and absolute existence, that petty fears and petty pleasures are but the shadow of the reality” ~ Henry David Thoreau
Absolute and utter acceptance of what IS, relinquishing all dreams and illusions of alteration one may have is the key that will unlock the door to happiness, to bliss, to freedom, to peace, to being able to Love without condition. And with door to the infinite room of what IS flung open wide we remember and return to our faith in that what IS, is Life's process working, sustaining itself, God creating.
There is ultimately no right or wrong, good or evil only misunderstandings, misperceptions, delusions of the self, as to our role and our inability to control what has BEEN, what IS and what will always BE.
With absolute acceptance and unconditional Love of all,
Kip
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“When you find peace within yourself, you become the kind of person who can live at peace with others.” ~ Peace Pilgrim
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.” ~ Jalal ad-Din Rumi
“The first step toward change is awareness. The second step is acceptance.” ~ Nathaniel Branden
I know I need nothing
I know I am everything I need
I remember I am Love!
I know we need nothing
I know we are everything we need
I remember we are Love!
Is true Love to care about nothing? Because you if truly Love and are Love, you have everything, so there nothing to care about. Caring would imply wanting for something more or better for yourself or someone else, but again if you are true Love and give true Love unconditionally which provides both yourself and the other everything they need, why would one care, as what could one give that would that would be more?
To give Love without condition, is to care without measure.
To give Love without condition and continue to care as well, is fall into the bottomless abyss of the others insatiable wants.
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“You don't need strength to let go of something. What you really need is understanding.” ~ Guy Finley
“Love is the ability and willingness to allow those that you care for to be what they choose for themselves without any insistence that they satisfy you.” Wayne Dyer
I Love dusk for it defines dawn
I Love night for it defines day
I Love death for it defines Life
I Love shadow for it defines light
I Love fear for it defines the Love I am...
God created and gave us awareness of a duality of existence so that we could define what God is and what God is not, what we are and what we are not. In much the same way that an atom is defined by the number of protons and electrons that circulate around its nucleus. For lack of a better description our souls are our nucleus and our eternal existence is us, with intention determining what sort of an atom we are, that is part of all that God is.
So what is God?
God in my opinion is all of these things; the omnipresent consciousness, the omnipotent organizer and the absolute, raw information that is all that is Infinity, but most of all God is Love eternal, boundless, limitless, immeasurable.
God please guide us with your Love, as we continue our journey on...
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“I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn't, than live my life as if there isn't and die to find out there is.” ~ Albert Camus
To wake is follows that we shall sleep.
To sleep it follows that we shall wake.
To live it follows that we shall die.
To die it follows that we shall live.
If we feared we would never wake we would never allow ourselves to sleep and Love our slumber; to dream. It is because we fear that Life is not eternal that we do not allow ourselves to live and Love our Life; to BE.
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“As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well spent brings happy death.” ~ Leonardo da Vinci
Cradle in your arms this moment the ones you hold dearest to your heart and share with them the light of your Love, that will disappear the shadow their fear.
Soon, very soon the wages of WAR and FEAR, will test the resolve of many of those who say the are willing to sacrifice all for PEACE and LOVE.
But in truth the all they shall sacrifice for PEACE and LOVE is WAR and FEAR!
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“The sacrifice which causes sorrow to the doer of the sacrifice is no sacrifice. Real sacrifice lightens the mind of the doer and gives him a sense of peace and joy. The Buddha gave up the pleasures of life because they had become painful to him.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi
Expectation is the stagnated reality of the mortal mind, blindfolded by fear, replaying over and over past regrets and doubting always better tomorrow.
Experience is the infinitely ever changing reality of the eternal soul, in Love, eyes wide open with the past being but an honored memory of how far one has journeyed from where they once were and the NOW, being the moment accepted as the happiness and bliss that it is.
Humans have cursed themselves with expectation of what could be.
God has blessed humans with the experience of what is; should we choose to BE.
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"What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing." ~ Oscar Wilde
“Reality can destroy the dream; why shouldn't the dream destroy reality?” ~ George Moore
“If ignorance is bliss the world is comfortably surrounded by the inhabitants of an Eden!” ~ Don Williams, Jr
"Lord, let me live until I die." ~ Will Rogers
Fear is a spiritual vampire, with fangs of despair and hate buried deep in the heart of our souls. Draining our bodies of their happiness, their faith, their Love, until we are but hollowed flesh husks, not dead, but not living, not being the SOUL-FULL beings we are and are meant BE.
Only a sparkling amulet crafted of the Soul's unconditional and eternal Love can save us and repel the gluttonous fear monster that feasts upon the human body, mind and spirit.
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“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us, it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” ~ Marianne Williamson
The fact that we know we are seeking proof of the miracles of Life, of Love, is proof of the most gloriously, miraculous miracle of all miracles.
We are Love incarnate
We are Life aware
We are humbly divine
We are MIRACLE!
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“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” ~ Albert Einstein
“If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.” ~ Buddha
Silence . . simplicity . . . sacredness . . .these are synonymous to me.
We all seem intent on making everything complicated. To confuse and confound thoughts and actions in such a way that the truth becomes profoundly obscured. I think that is the reason for doing it.
I truly believe we as human beings crave simplicity, even as we resist its call. We love when 1+1=2.
Problems arise because simplicity is not exciting. It can be downright boring to those of us conditioned to feed on drama. Drama has been our sustenance for so long that we do not even know how to cut ourselves off from it and not starve.
Meditation opens the door to the silence and simplicity that are the qualities of the realm of the Sacred. To the Flow. To the Atman. To the Tao. To the Source. To Divine order.
It is important to remember that the Truth stands regardless of our interpretation of it. That is Its gift. It waits in silence for us to know It once again. It has no requirement for busy-ness, or fanfare, or self-promotion. It has no Self. It is.
The world is not our enemy. The body is not our enemy. Our mind is not our enemy. In the silent, healing halls alive with the pungent perfume of the Sacred, we know why this is true. That is simplicity.
Step with me . . . into that quiet hall . . .hear the instant HUSH as the curtain closes . . . time is suspended here . . .evolution is on hiatus . . . .there is no need to survive or thrive . . . and no purpose for synonyms, or syncronicity or even . . . silence.
Namaste, beloved . . . .
We all seem intent on making everything complicated. To confuse and confound thoughts and actions in such a way that the truth becomes profoundly obscured. I think that is the reason for doing it.
I truly believe we as human beings crave simplicity, even as we resist its call. We love when 1+1=2.
Problems arise because simplicity is not exciting. It can be downright boring to those of us conditioned to feed on drama. Drama has been our sustenance for so long that we do not even know how to cut ourselves off from it and not starve.
Meditation opens the door to the silence and simplicity that are the qualities of the realm of the Sacred. To the Flow. To the Atman. To the Tao. To the Source. To Divine order.
It is important to remember that the Truth stands regardless of our interpretation of it. That is Its gift. It waits in silence for us to know It once again. It has no requirement for busy-ness, or fanfare, or self-promotion. It has no Self. It is.
The world is not our enemy. The body is not our enemy. Our mind is not our enemy. In the silent, healing halls alive with the pungent perfume of the Sacred, we know why this is true. That is simplicity.
Step with me . . . into that quiet hall . . .hear the instant HUSH as the curtain closes . . . time is suspended here . . .evolution is on hiatus . . . .there is no need to survive or thrive . . . and no purpose for synonyms, or syncronicity or even . . . silence.
Namaste, beloved . . . .
Love shatters the imagined barriers created by our fears, that keep us from BEING part of Life's process succeeding!
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"One learns through the heart, not the eyes or the intellect" ~ Mark Twain