Life is the infinite fabric that is all space/time.

Love is the infinite muse, the eternal inspiration and the never ending creative force that binds together Life; the infinite fabric that is all space and time.

Creator is the omnipresent tailor, the omnipotent designer that is forever inspired by the infinite muse Love, to imagine and give form to Life; the infinite fabric that is all space/time.

I, you, we, all are single infinite threads in the infinite fabric, inspired and bound by Love, woven by the omnipresent tailor, the omnipotent designer into space/time all that is Life.

God/Infinity is all that is the infinite fabric; Life, the eternal muse and tie that binds; Love, the omnipresent/omnipotent tailor/designer; Creator, the endless spool of threads; Us and all and more and more, evermore and evermore...

Too a transcendent 2013, JUST LOVE!!!
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“Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life's coming attractions.” ~ Albert Einstein

“A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove...but the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child.” ~ Forest E. Witcraft

“Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead." ~ Oscar Wilde

“There are many things in life that will catch your eye, but only a few will catch your heart...pursue those.” ~ Michael Nolan

To Love ourselves unconditionally, we must first trust ourselves absolutely and to trust ourselves absolutely, we must first unconditionally Love and absolutely trust all that is. 

For we are all that is and to doubt in even the slightest all that is, is to doubt all that is; that is, what we are.

Where there is slightest doubt, there is not absolute trust and where there is not absolute trust, there cannot be unconditional Love.

Our lie of fear begins, where our trust in Love ends...

Just Love...
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"Trust is to human relationships what faith is to gospel living. It is the beginning place, the foundation upon which more can be built. Where trust is, love can flourish." ~ Barbara Smith

Fear makes of us ALL cowardly warriors; who fight, take, destroy and eventually, always, cringing retreat from all that is Life.

Love make of us ALL heroic artists; who support, give, create and ultimately, always joyously embrace all that is Life.

War even those fought for the "greater good" of ALL, end always only in greater defeat for ALL, as in war there are no victors, only victims and villains.

War spills the blood of innocents, filling oceans, so that only one can proclaim themselves, for a short time King of the red sea.

Peace will crown ALL Kings and together we shall ALL serve from a throne of infinite Love, unconditionally, eternally, free!

Just Love...
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"Advance, and never halt, for advancing is perfection. Advance and do not fear the thorns in the path, for they draw only corrupt blood." ~ Khalil Gibran

"Nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so that we may fear less." ~ Marie Curie

"No work or love will flourish out of guilt, fear, or hollowness of heart, just as no valid plans for the future can be made by those who have no capacity for living now." ~ Alan Watts

"To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead." ~ Bertrand Russell

Absolute and unconditional Love is; without second thought or slightest hesitation, the instinctual willingness to give what you need most, to the ones you Love before breath is taken to ask, what they need most and in the unselfish giving of what you needed most, you will find always, that IS ultimately what you needed most, as well.

Become the gift of unconditional Love that keeps on giving and you will be given infinitely the gift of unconditional Love, the gift that keeps on giving.

Do this and you will be left wanting for nothing more; for nothing more, had your wanting been

Just Love!
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Oscar Wilde said, "To give and not expect return that is what lies at the heart of love." Unconditional love does not thrive on return favors. "Intense love does not measure, it just gives," said Mother Teresa.

(Anytime you can find Mother Teresa, quoting Oscar Wilde and following this up with a quote of her own, to these words you should probably listen.:)))))

Just Love is the question of which we are now both asking and now being - Just Love?

Just Love is also the answer to the question we are now both seeking and now being and that which we are and are yearning to become - Just Love!

But to become the answer - Just Love! - we can no longer BE the question - Just Love?

To become the answer we must wake from the dream of question we are now dreaming and become one with the answer, that is the infinite, absolute, ultimate dreamer.

There is no beginning or ending to the question of - Just Love? - there is only final awakening in oneness to the answer - Just Love!
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"May all this remain undefiled by the stains
Keeping in view the eight worldly principles,
May I, by perceiving of all dharmas as illusive,
Unattached, be delivered from bondage, samsara." ~ Geshe Langri Tangpa - Verse 8 of Eight Verses of Training the Mind

It is not fear itself that damns and imprisons us, but our choice of fear that holds us hostage, making of us our own captors.

It will not be Love itself that exalts and releases us, but our choice of Love that set us free, making of us our own saviors.

We need to ask ourselves why we choose fear and its finite, limited potential for us to BE what we are not. When we could just as easily choose Love and its infinite, unlimited potential to BE what we are.

By mad, delusional, power drunk herdsmen we have been brainwashed with the staffs of propaganda, promotion and sermon into being fearful, consuming, warring, obedient sheep. It is time for the lambs to awaken from their trance and remember they graze freely as one in Love's lush, eternally green pastures infinitely.

The only thing we have to fear, is not fear itself; but fear of ourselves making the choice to fear, over the choice to Love.
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"When you know what men are capable of you marvel neither at their sublimity nor their baseness. There are no limits in either direction apparently." `~ Henry Miller

The season of the Holy Days is giving, the soul of the Holy Days is Just Love, the spirit of the Holy Days is Just Love giving.

In the spirit of all the Holy Days my gift to all of you this Christmas morn, is the gift that keeps growing the more that it is given, it is the gift of every moment of everyday being, Just Love giving.

Merry Christmas, the season, soul and spirit of all Holy Days to all, Kip
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“Love grows by giving. The love we give away is the only love we keep. The only way to retain love is to give it away.” ~ Elbert Hubbard

Bing Crosby & David Bowie - Little Drummer Boy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DiXjbI3kRus

At the time of alignment I asked some questions and the answers are becoming clear to me now. I would like to share them with you. Take them for what they are worth. Ponder them. I am.

We have all agreed to varying extents that this is all illusion, dream and that the only truth is God, Infinity, Love, Life!

So I wondered what need have we of God, if we are God's dream and what need does God have to dream of us?

The answers that came to me were these. We are just the dreamers inside the dream of God and have no real need at all, because in truth we are not real, nothing is real, all is God's infinite dream. What we are is God dreaming of God not being God and not being all the things God is. Within the infinite dream of God we are the dreamt dreamers, dreaming inside the dream. We can always dream to be once again and always, eternally more and more like the dreamer God, until the illusion of the dream is broken and we are once more God itself and no longer the dreamt dreamer, dreaming inside the infinite dream of God.

I dream it is a glorious thing to BE indeed, a part of God's infinite dream, dreamt to be a dreamer within.

BE the dream you dream to BE and you will BE, it is your dream to BE, that is God's dream, for her dreamt dreamers.

This dream is God's gift to us, dreaming is our gift to God...

I am dreaming NOW, that I am JUST LOVE!!!

Happiest. Merriest Most Blessed Holy Days To All And May 2013 Brings All One Dream Closer, To Our Shared Dream Of Perfect Love!

Kip
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“Love is an attempt to change a piece of a dream-world into reality.” ~ Henry David Thoreau

“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.” ~ Harriet Tubman

Expectation is the future, experience is the past, the NOW is what we choose to BE always. If you have chosen to BE afraid, to BE unhappy, your expectation, your future will always BE one of fear, one of unhappiness. Therefore your experience, your past will always be one of fear, one of unhappiness. If you have chosen to BE Love, to BE happy, your expectation, your future will always BE one of Love, one of happiness. So too again will your experience, your past BE one Love, one of happiness.

There is a physical truth to this understanding; by the time you know that you have read this your expectation of being about to read this, will already be your experience of having read this and the only NOW you will have, is what you decided to BE before you began reading and what you take from these words will also be determined by what you have chosen to BE, for what you choose to BE is what ultimately informs your preferences, understandings and remembrances.

I have chosen to BE always; JUST LOVE!!!
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“Live this day as if it will be your last. Remember that you will only find ''tomorrow'' on the calendars of fools. Forget yesterday's defeats and ignore the problems of tomorrow. This is it. Doomsday. All you have. Make it the best day of your year. The saddest words you can ever utter are, ''If I had my life to live over again. ''Take the baton, now. Run with it! This is your day! Beginning today, treat everyone you meet, friend or foe, loved one or stranger, as if they were going to be dead at midnight. Extend to each person, no matter how trivial the contact, all the care and kindness and understanding and love that you can muster, and do it with no thought of any reward. Your life will never be the same again.” ~ Og Mandino

Most of my life I spent my days constructing a box.   It has been comprised of my awareness of own limitations.

Some of these were imposed by my physical awareness (I am not an athlete, I am not pretty enough). Some were provided by others (my culture, my society, my family, my religion). Some were imposed by my own mind (Why am I so alone? Who will love me? Who would I be when I die? Where would I go? Will I just go out like a light? How? When? Where? WHY?).

These made the box seem very solid and real. How did I know it was real? I kept running into the walls, and banging my head on them. It hurt.

As a teenager I didn't like the box. It was dark and cold in there. I was so damn alone. I talked and talked but it didn't make any difference. I didn't get any closer to anyone. It wasn't fair. I resented it. I would gather my strength and run into it with all my might. It held, stronger than ever in the wake of my resistance. If I continued to try and break out, I feared its strength would take me over.

So I retreated back inside the box, telling myself that it was my choice to do that. I may never leave, but now I told myself that it was my choice to stay.

I decided to decorate my box. To make it pretty. Couldn't live with it, couldn't live without it. Might as well make myself a home.

I furnished it and made it habitable with soft ideas and comfortable thoughts. Everything fit. White noise cushioned the chatter of my thoughts. Repetitive and droning, they soothed me to sleep.

I took a nice clean brush and washed the walls til they were white. The place seemed brighter and brighter. I lit a cheery fire in the hearth, and stocked the shelves of my library with books I collected . . . works of fiction to distract me, and works of non-fiction to help me better understand myself. There were books that were described as holy among them.

My books and comfortable thoughts made a difference for a while, but after a time that didn't even work. I was constantly being made aware that the box was still there. Situations and events caused me to reach out to the limits of my box, and I rubbed up against the sides so hard at times and for so long that the whitewash wore off. I rubbed so hard that they became polished like a mirror.

Man, 'o man, that made the box uncomfortable! When I took my eyes off the stuff in the room and saw myself reflected in those mirrored depths, I didn't like it one bit. Like a Fun House mirror, all the distortion sometimes made me laugh at its foolishness, but most often made me cry from fear at its savagery.

One night I had a dream where I was driving a car, very erratically. I ran the car into a ditch beside a bridge. I walked across the bridge. Several women came out of a low building with a geometric shape on the front and approached me. One of them embraced me. She looked a lot like me. She said, "I am so glad that you are here! What do you wish to know?"

I said, "Everything."

It was not long after that a tool that was to assist me in gaining my freedom came into my life. It came in the form of a sacred text. Words infused with an energy I had never before encountered.

The first time I read it, it seemed like a foreign language. The words bounced off of my box and back at me in a way that pierced me . . .and scared me. But they did come back to me and hit their mark. I began to see a bit of light, different than before.

As I read words that spoke of . . .changing my mind . . .of miracles more natural than breathing . . . reassurance that I have never been alone. . .

Not comprehending what was happening. . .the thoughts the words generated deep within me began to extend . . .and when they found the sides of the box, they rested there. I still did not understand much but I had learned to send my thoughts out with gentleness.

The sides of the box began to dissolve of their own accord. No pressure, no force, no foolishness or savagery. And what came back to me as a result of that gentleness . . . I came to understand as Love.

After a while the words did not read so much like a foreign language. I began to hear a song emerge as I continued to allow the thoughts the words generated to extend.

Situations and events caused me to extend to the limits of where the box used to be . . .and beyond. I felt strong! Finally, I knew! Perhaps now I had left the box behind for good.

I became comfortable in a whole new way. Things looked different to me now that I had changed my mind. A new version of what I thought was real and true! Like version 2.0!! It felt good!

But . . . I had asked to know everything.

Situations and events continued to cause me to extend . . .their sharp points causing my thoughts to extend deep into my truth . . .only to bounce back at me with such force that they sent me reeling into a darkness I had never encountered before.

I felt like I had been rendered blind. I might as well have been.

It made me yearn for the comfort of my old home, my small box with the comforting fire. . .and my books so well designed. . . but that place was gone forever.

Groping around, I finally found something there. It was another's hand. In the darkness I could feel its weathered skin, its fingers, the strong yet gentle muscles by which it held mine. In the darkness this hand felt huge and strong. And it was all I knew for sure.

Holding on, I closed my blind eyes and rested. It was during my rest that I once again heard the song.

When at last I opened my eyes I was bathed in light. My eyes were unaccustomed to this brilliance . . .but I was once again able to read from this sacred text . . .but this time the words were clear and read like music. I could hear harmonies now.

The song's lyrics revealed to me that even when I had exceeded the barrier of my small box, another box awaited me. This one was so insidiously transparent as to convince me that it did not even exist. It had become my eyes, my ears, my hands and my heart. It had become me.

My ignorant arrogance blinded me to it.

As light dissolves the darkness for what it never was, does Truth dissolve ignorance. Gratitude for the light continues to dissolve any residual arrogance. My small willingness, my asking to know . . .allowed It to energize the words that set me free.

Their acceptance dissolves even that which I am blinded to.

I now allow my thoughts to extend into the clear blue sky, a sky that does not have a ceiling. Unless it does. If and when I find the next version of the box, I won't be any more ready for it than I was the first two. That I also know as fact.

I asked to know everything. I keep hearing that song . . .

Perhaps this will be Version Free.0.

I was asked a very pointed question the other day.

It was one of those questions that seem to come like a lightning bolt out of a clear blue sky. It is one of those statements that you just cannot let go of because it is so unsettlingly fascinating.

My husband and I were having breakfast at a local restaurant, and the conversation turned metaphysical as it generally does with us.

As I was sharing an idea with him regarding a concept I was working through, I used an example from the life of Jesus in order to make my point. He did not attempt to prove or disprove my conclusion, but instead asked, "How do you know that Jesus was even a real person? Can you prove it?"

Interesting. As of course, I cannot.

We both have logical minds and apply them with fervor when it comes to the topic of religion and faith. We meet and understand eachother on a huge tract of common ground. We plant seeds and reap what we sow, together.

And he does have a way with words. . .

The first thing that sprang to mind, after a not-so-coherent response, was that, as an aspect of myself, he was once again presenting to me that which I wish to learn.

I have a built in need to understand, to find the logic in what I think, and to be able to apply it in a practical manner. That does not change if my inquiry is based on science or spirituality, as I have a knowing that at some point in time they will be integrated.

That is a whole other discussion and highly subjective. In this case the term "practical" is highly subjective as well, as that which I conclude may only be something under which I can "stand." Or it may not. It is up to your discernment and logic to choose for yourself.

At the present time, when there is greater and greater insecurity outwardly, there is obviously a yearning for inward security. Since we cannot find security outside, we seek it in an idea, in thought, and so we create that which we call God, and that concept becomes our security. Now, a mind that seeks security surely cannot find the real, the true. To understand that which is beyond time, the fabrications of thought must come to an end. Thought cannot exist without words, symbols, images, and only when the mind is quiet, free of its own creations, is there a possibility of finding out what is real. So merely to ask if there is or is not God is an immature response to the problem, is it not? And to formulate opinions about God is really childish. - J. Krishnamurti

The extension of this idea leads me to believe that there is no God we can understand except the one we create. This is due to our comprehension of what God is, and that is completely limited to individual perceptions, however expansive they may seem to us.

To me it is another way of saying that we cannot grasp the infinite that is God, as we are individualized aspects of the whole and our thoughts are finite. For me, this is a fact. If I cannot understand everything, I can have no concept of everything.

But if I can contemplate what "everything" means to me . . .

It has been stated that as infinite beings we have Infinity with us. If I accept that I am an infinite being having a finite experience, and that I cannot conceptualize It even in a remote manner out there in the world, search as I might. . .then Infinity, being a fact, must be within me, as an idea does not leave its Source. That does not, however, change the fact that I am not aware of it.

Logic, for me, leads me to conclude that, considering my subjective reality, Truth stands regardless of my perception of it. Understanding that is enough.

I accept as fact that I cannot know God except in a limited manner.

There are many things that I do not comprehend at this point in time. I anticipate discovering those ideas and concepts that I will integrate and accept as factual and true for me once I become aware of them. This is another fact in my world.

It is a fact that facts become themselves through my awareness of their existence.

Do I become me once I am aware of my own existence?

Is it also a fact that God becomes Itself once I am aware of Its existence?

I think so . . .and so it is . . . for me.

The fact that existence itself is a thought in the mind of its Creator brings to my awareness that even this concept is subjective.

All of this sits well with me. The fact that I cannot know it all, in this existence, serves me well.

I enjoy my subjective meanderings. Another fact is that these are all I have. I only have me to work with, therefore I must be enough.

If existence itself is a thought in the mind of my Creator, then logic would lead me to conclude that I AM also a thought in the mind of my Creator.

I am self aware, I am aware that I am. Can an idea be self aware? Or does it mean that I, as a thought, never left my Source? It "practically" concludes Itself.

My awareness of this leads me to conclude that the whole world, the whole universe, the whole . . . whatever I can determine as a "whole" is an idea as well. Definitely my thought of it is an idea.

The Source of it all is no-thing nor idea and does not exist as I can define It, and cannot be grasped by words no matter how well designed and executed . . .it does not matter to Source in the least that my aspect cannot determine from my perspective what It is. What is beyond matter, is beyond is-ness.

I call It, Truth. That is the name that serves me in my pursuit to know It. It has been named many things and that does not matter. It is all the same.

The Infinite. God. The Divine Matrix. Son of God. Jesus. Daughter of God. Me. You. All is in all.

Like a drop in the Infinite Ocean . . .I am part of that Ocean, and the awareness of being a drop and being all I was created to be (God's idea, not mine) is my purpose.

Jesus' (as well as other Master Teachers') awareness is more like a Infinite wave, representing a larger aspect of the Infinite Ocean. He understands so much more than I.

In His teachings lie the knowledge and fact that what He did so can I do, if my awareness can expand to encompass a wave thought.

The part of the Ocean that became Jesus told me that I can do it (again God's idea, not mine). I believe Him, at this point in my awareness.

Do I know I can do it? Is it Truth for me? No. If I was I wouldn't be asking the questions.

What determines how expansive my thoughts can become? To continue the analogy, how far into the vastness of the Infinite Ocean I allow It's wave to carry me.

I am led back to the burning question . . . How do I know that Jesus was even a real person? Can I prove it?

Nope. Still can't.

Whether Jesus was a real man who walked the earth 2000 years ago in a human form may be proven . . .or it may not. I ask myself, Why would it matter?  Would what He taught change if my version of Him had to be revised?

Jesus is the name I give my all access pass to the Infinite. Jesus is the wave that carries me into that vast Ocean of knowledge that is my freedom. He is the vision I hold for the grandest version of myself to manifest on this earth. He is my Way, my Truth, and my Life.

In my world, He is a matter of fact.

Now that the hysteria about an apocalypse, is for the moment behind us, we can get on about the business of what apocalypse really is and what it is, is change. We are now entering enter a new era of cooperation, our ascension is upon us, if we choose to change, choose to heal. 

Love - Feel - Change - Heal...

I Love me
I feel me
I change me
I heal me...

You Love you
You feel you
You change you
You heal you...

We Love we
We feel we
We change we
We heal we...

We Love all
We feel all
All is changed
All is healed...

It took all of us together to wound and shatter, it will take all of us together to heal and make whole.

We are not pieces in an infinite puzzle seeking our place to fit to Love and to be happy. We are pieces in an infinite puzzle remembering our places are fitted and we are Love and happy.
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“The only thing that will redeem mankind is cooperation.”
Bertrand Russell

Fear begets death, death begets lie, lie begets separation, separation begets violence, violence begets war, war begets imprisonment, imprisonment begets torment, torment begets sorrow, sorrow begets scarcity, scarcity begets destruction, destruction begets mortality.

Love begets Life, Life begets truth, truth begets unity, unity begets empathy, empathy begets peace, peace begets freedom, freedom begets bliss, bliss begets joy, joy begets abundance, abundance begets creation, creation begets eternity...

Just Love beget forevermore...
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“Circumstances are beyond human control, but our conduct is in our own power.” ~ Benjamin Disraeli

I have written often here about our need to overcome our existence ruled by fear and in recent weeks I have been having ongoing conversations with some truly beautiful souls about the origination of fear and as to whether or not God created fear. First let me define what the truth of God is to me; God is synonymous with Infinity, with Love, with Life, with all that is, was and ever will be created; all things we have not the ability, nor will we ever have the ability to fully comprehend, to believe is other is to have massive ego screaming in your ear. So now that I have shared with you what I believe God is, let me share with you my thoughts on fear. I believe that God did create fear, but not as a punishment to keep us from Love, but as a choice for us to learn from and exercise our freewill with. For how would we learn to define, understand and appreciate light if there was not dark, how could we define, understand and appreciate Love if there was not fear. Look at it this way if you were given a test and all the answers were true you wouldn't need to take the test for all the answers would already have been given to you, there would be no need to question further and without a choice of answers there would be no freewill to exercise. Make sense so far. Where we got a little off the path is when we became the lazy kids in class, who just went down the test answering false to every question, without reading the question - and don't tell me you never did that. We have gone through our existence up till now answering fear for every question, never seeming to understand we could just as easily answer Love. I am sure early on that served a purpose as we really had very little to guide our early remembering other than fear. We would touch fire, learned it hurt, become afraid it, then gradually learn to master it and use it for the most part responsibly. So without that early fear we would have probably just laid down in the fire and thought, "heat feel good, why skin melting" and that would have been the end of our time here. Now our understandings have evolved however and we do need to lean so heavily on the crutch of fear any longer, we can tear down our monuments to it and destroy the tools of its implementation. We can choose now for every answer Love, for Love is the answer that serves Life's process eternally. Will there always be fear, yes so long as there are things we do not know - which will be forever and so long as we have freewill - which to will be forever, there will be the choice of fear and that is neither bad nor good it just is. Even the some of the angels chose fear over Love, when God asked them to serve man before God. In fact so great was some of the angels fear of this unknown man thing, that they chose it over there Love of God. So you see no matter how much we evolve and remember there will always be an infinite amount left to learn and fear will always be there as the choice. Just not as permanent way to be, but as gentle reminder to get back on the path to Love.

I Love fear, for it gives me choice, proves my freewill and defines the glory and divine beauty of Love!

But I will forevermore endeavor to answer true, for Love and false for fear, for fear while a useful tool to remember by, is false, for there is nothing in the truth that is Love, to fear
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“There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance. We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our imperfections. If we cannot love ourselves, we cannot fully open to our ability to love others or our potential to create. Evolution and all hopes for a better world rest in the fearlessness and open-hearted vision of people who embrace life.”  ~ John Lennon

“Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second's encounter with God and with eternity.”  ~ Paulo Coelho

Stricken by disease of fatal separation, in nightmarish finite death's dream we have chosen fear, that which we are not, surviving in lie, to die alone, cursed destroyers.

Now is the time to be healed, made well by immortal unity, in heavenly infinite Life's reality, choosing Love, that is what we are, thriving and joining in truth with all to BE, blessed creators.

We choose to be the lie of less than what we are meant to be, so we have become the lie of less than what we are meant to be... choose to BE Love and Love we will BE!

Just Love!

Kip Baldwin
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"To achieve the impossible; it is precisely the unthinkable that must be thought." ~ Tom Robbins

“When our eyes see our hands doing the work of our hearts, the circle of Creation is completed inside us, the doors of our souls fly open, and love steps forth to heal everything in sight.” ~ Michael Bridge

Every odyssey begins with one tiny step toward a magnificent, glorious, destination unknown, to fulfill ones grandest purpose; so to is it with the epic eternal odyssey of ascension. I think that often many become overwhelmed when they hear of the ascension, which is literally defined; as the process of ascending. Process, being the key word. Our odyssey to ascension is not a heavenly destination reached by a divine few, but the ongoing process we each take, step by step further away from the shadow and lie of fear we created for ourselves and closer to light and truth of Love, that is what Life is, Infinity is, God is. Ascension is the never ending process, the endless quest of letting go of lie you thought you were and knew, to remember more and more the truth of what you are and what is the known.

All you must be to be ascending, to reach ascension is to strive in each moment of existence with purest intention to be a more perfect Love, than you were the moment before.

With every step toward absolute Love you are in ascension and all who choose to be, are in ascension.

So long as you choose to walk toward, the light you are, you are ascending.

Just keep walking, to be just Love, to be just light and ascension is yours, is ours, already in the process... the epic eternal odyssey of becoming... whole!

JUST LOVE...
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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 born to manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is 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

It occurred to me how similar humanities chosen existence is to a dog trying to catch its tail, we chase and we chase and we chase the secrets to Love, Life, Happiness driving ourselves in desperation to maddening frustration, as it seems those things we seek are always just beyond our reach. It is not until we stop and be still that we realize, remember that all we need to Love, to live, to be ha

What is precious...

Your first precious breath
Your last precious breath
And all the precious breaths between

Your child's first precious laugh
Your child's last precious laugh
And all the children's precious laughs between

Your first precious kiss
Your last precious kiss
And all the precious kisses between

Your first precious sunrise
Your last precious sunrise
And all the precious sunrises and sunsets between

Your precious Life
The other's precious Life
And all the precious Life between

And the most precious thing that of which, without no other precious things would in truth BE...

Your precious truth of Love
The other's precious truth of Love
And the precious truth of Love of all that exists and binds between

JUST LOVE!!!
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“Happiness always looks small while you hold it in your hands, but let it go, and you learn at once how big and precious it is.” ~ Maxim Gorky

“Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.” ~ Oscar Wilde

“The search for truth is more precious than its possession." ~ Albert Einstein

Highly recommended - This book is one of the very few I have read that had a really profound effect on me, and would definitely be one of my "Desert Island Books" :-) ...

THE GOSPEL OF RELATIVITY Walter Starcke ISBN 0-929845-02-1

The Gospel of Relativity In this book there is a story: The Celebration of Life, a fascinating, positive, and prophetic story about the end of the world and what follows. There is also a treasure hunt that leads step by step to the pearl of great price. "The search for the Holy Grail has been our quest to find the whole man embodied in perfect idea. We have gone to churches to search for the Grail. We have sought gurus. Our search has been our drinking of the cup of becoming. Now, at last, we have surrendered. That means we have come home and stopped trying to find out who we are. By surrendering to that which we have within us we have found that the Holy Grail has been with us always, that we need not have roamed the world of material sense to find it, that it has always been at our own home, for the Holy Grail is the I of our own being. Our search is over and we have found I within us."

When we choose to stop rationalizing, profiting from and in some cases even enjoying, for any reason violence, we will stop being violence and start being kindness, we will start being kindness and stop choosing violence, when we stop being afraid of one another and all and start being in Love with one another and all, as is our truest nature to BE.

Mankind will then transform from being the manufacturers of war, the breeders and trainers of fear mongers, Life takers, to the creators of peace, the bearers and teachers of Love givers, Life servers.

JUST LOVE!!!
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“Nonviolence means avoiding not only external physical violence but also internal violence of spirit. You not only refuse to shoot a man, but you refuse to hate him.” ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.

“The Roots of Violence: Wealth without work, Pleasure without conscience, Knowledge without character, Commerce without morality, Science without humanity, Worship without sacrifice, Politics without principles” ~ Mahatma Gandhi

“Peace cannot be achieved through violence, it can only be attained through understanding.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

“Non-violence and truth are inseparable and presuppose one another.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi

“Non-violence which is a quality of the heart, cannot come by an appeal to the brain.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi

“There are only two forces in the world, the sword and the spirit. In the long run the sword will always be conquered by the spirit.” ~ Napoleon Bonaparte

“Violence can only be concealed by a lie, and the lie can only be maintained by violence. Any man who has once proclaimed violence as his method is inevitably forced to take the lie as his principle.” ~ Alexander Solzhenitsyn

“Violence isn't always evil. What's evil is the infatuation with violence.” ~ Jim Morrison

Declaration Of Consciousness
http://declarationofconsciousness.org/declaration/#%2EUNT9rI4pZSY

World Healing Day
http://www.WorldHealingDay.org/

Shift Movement
http://shiftmovement.com/

IONS
http://noetic.org/

God, Infinity, Love created infinite Life aware, so that infinite Life aware could remember, experience and Love infinitely; Love, Infinity, God.

God thought into being and Loves all that is, so that all that is being may think of and Love God, that is all that is.

And that is all that is Infinitely... JUST LOVE!!!
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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

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVECAlT4AXY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LQuSY-eT02Y

Happy, The Movie
http://www.thehappymovie.com/

Awakened Child Speaks The Truth!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DakiCuprEF0

10 signs of a spiritual awakening

Tree of Life Kabbalah

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SDtBnn4KbmM

Ascension - Coming Home
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lf8aT0kqk20

YOU ARE THE INFINITE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tppB8jymKIA

Newgrange - A Dream Of Angus Oge By George William Russell

The Power of Visualization

Earth 2100
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUWyDWEXH8U

The Shift, Birth 2012, World Healing Day, World Tai Chi Qigong Day...

http://www.youtube.com/movie?v=8cNJupgsD0o&feature=mv_sr

One day soon to come Love's light will eclipse fear's shadow and it will harken the dawning of a new world, a new beginning for the species named man. One in which; humility vanquishes arrogance, modesty triumphs vanity, passion controls lust, surrender routs violence, generosity surmounts greed, empathy prevails apathy, oneness subjugates aloneness, cooperation foils obstruction, adaptation succeeds alteration, gratitude quells thanklessness, freedom overthrows limitation, creation masters ruin, peace overpowers war, soul rules flesh and on mankind's new world's first day's dawn, the meek shall inherit the earth.

JUST LOVE!!!
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"There is a silence, the child of love, which expresses everything, and proclaims more loudly than the tongue is able to do." ~ William Drummond

God says the f-word and curses Himself. God is irreverent.

God indulges . . .there is nothing God can think of . . .no matter how sick or depraved or heinous . . . that He has not done, over and over and over again.

God commits suicide, and infanticide, and homicide and slaughters the whole damn lot through genocide. He culls as He kills.

God denies Himself. He says vehemently, "There is no god."

God lies. He deceives. He leads us down the wrong path in His holy name.

God tempts me. He seduces me. Coerces me. And steals my soul.

He indulges in the 7 Deadly Sins . . .wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy and gluttony - while telling me not to do it.

God pollutes the environment in which we live, and creates horrible chemicals that poison and corrode our lives.

God destroys what he professes to love and takes His children back through random fits of chaos generated by His right to us as His possessions. Many times His children suffer excruciatingly before they die. Sometimes they suffer for a lifetime. He lets this happen. We must understand that suffering is for our "own good."

He even let his only Son, whom He professed to love, suffer a terrible death on the cross, for our own good.

God created a Christ to save us from our sinful ways, but then allows an anti-Christ to scavenge our souls and to destroy us if we don't worship Him. He gives up all rights to us at that point.

And God allowed this scavenger to set up a special area of perpetual suffering and torment where we will be cast for all eternity if we don't worship Him. And there is nothing He can do about it.

He wants us to confirm to Him through our pleas for mercy that we understand . . .we have no choice but to agree with it all. To even think otherwise could lead to our eternal damnation.

And God looked upon this work and saw that it was good. . . .


You don't believe any of it, you say.

You say,

God is omniscient; He knows all!

God is omnipotent; He is all powerful!

God is omnipresent; He is everywhere. There is no place that God is not!

God loves us. God is Truth and Joy and Love!

Let me be perfectly clear . . . . I AGREE WITH YOU. . . . ..


Then what is happening here? Who is doing these things?

Who? Or What? And How? And Where? And Why?

As we continue our evolution from fear to Love we gradually become beings of not wanting, to take, to survive in body, but beings needing to give, to be alive in soul. 

The shadows of man's fearful illusions dissolving into the light of Love's truth.

Life transforms from being lived from the inside out, to the outside in, you will no longer see the rose as out there as other, but feel and be the

Every fantasy, be it of love or hate, deprives you of knowledge for fantasies are the veil behind which truth is hidden.  To lift the veil that seems so dark and heavy, it is only needful to value truth beyond all fantasy, and to be entirely unwilling to settle for illusion in place of truth. - ACIM

In the stillness I hear silence.  This I know.  There is no confusion.  There is nothing else.

Here there is no "me."  Yet I remain immersed in it.  It is this paradox that has led me here.  No breath of life can interfere here - that force that I so feared has dissolved along with my last fleeting thought about it.

It matters not where "here" is; it is enough to know it is.  Words cannot suffice, but speak them I must in order to invite It to where I am.  It only became It when I became me.

I understand that in my focus upon the fantasy, I substituted "It" for the "other" and allowed the other to decorate my dark, barren room.  I no longer care to indulge in fantasy.

The door on its hinges stands quiet.  The incessant chatter has ceased into silence, and stillness rests.

From that, I know I am aware, and I am listening.  To do otherwise would involve caring, and that I truly do not.  Silence, in perfect clarity, is released.

Gently, in the silence, I hear silence. It is white and full and pure. It weighs nothing at all - by matter or by judgement.   I hear . . .that is all I know.

I share in Its stillness.  I am not alone, now that the tremendous weight that was my veil of flesh has become no more.  As I let its' heavy, dark cloak slip away, uncaring, it made room for the lightness of perfect rest.  Is this what others have called, peace?

I have a new understanding as I share this "peace."  Sharing peace is knowing peace.  And I cannot share with myself alone.  Truly, I am not alone!

When I gave up the fight to be me - the fight left me to what was left - everything else.  The fantasy that never was left me with what was.

The pureness of this thought energizes!  Neither am I old, nor full of dread. . . 

I continue to think with silence and feel myself quickening . . .  I feel, and feel and feel.  I think . . I will call it Love.  It matters not, as It is all there is.  This is where I begin, immersed in this energetic flow, in the realisation that It was here all along. 

The quickening has brought the awareness of It all, wrapped in the presence of silence, and with all comes all . . .all energy, all frequency, all possibilities. 

The perception that took my life shows itself as what it is when viewed through all, and I am renewed and released from those confines.  My bleak, barren room is neither bleak nor barren as I release all perception of it.   It has become nothing. 

This release holds such appeal and such freedom from that which I thought I knew!  It opens me up and allows me to see what I have created in a new way . . .with a new lightness of being.  With all that I truly AM I feel it - the undoing of every small miscreation, and every small thought.

When I release, so am I released . . and renewed.  My miscreations are perpetually undone through Love.  Like the legendary Phoenix, I rise from my own ashes, transformed.

Now that I have been released I can realize that which I was meant to BE . . and understand why I am still here.  My BEing bridges the gap between that which is known and that which cannot be known . . . I AM a body bridge.  In the stillness where I remain, I feel It's Flow wash over me and through me.

It's language is feeling. 

Feeling is the language of Love.  I AM here to share Love.

We seek ultimate answers to questions like; Life, the universe and everything? What are we? Who are we? Why are we? How are we? And I think there is one simple answer to all these questions and more and that answer is... JUST LOVE! 

Just; describes not only the amount of Love, which is without measure, because Love is all there is, but the intention to and experience of loving all there is.

Love

I look upon that which I believe I have created and I cringe.

How could I have created my suffering and pain? I certainly would not have chosen to create this. I see so much misery and hate in the world. There is no way I would have created THAT.

When I am told that we are all One and God is Love and Love is all there is, I cringe.

There must be something other than Love that has created suffering and pain and loss and despair. And it acts through me because what I feel most times is not Love. Or I must be something other than Love . . .

Then I am told that what I am feeling isn't true. That is is all an illusion. But I feel this misery and I feel pain and I get diseased . . . And others do heinous things to eachother that I would never create and do not condone. I see this misery and I feel angry and hateful towards those who I am told are my brothers and sisters. It is they who should cringe.

I need to create Heaven on Earth, I am told. I really don't know how, so I look to others to see how they do it. They seem to love much better than I . I guess I could pretend. To act like it until I feel it . . .but that seems like living a lie. How can a lie lead me to the Truth? I don't understand but I take this option as it seems like the best possible choice.

I begin to say I am in Love with everything, and Love everyone . . .I do wonderful things and feel good for a year and a day, but deep inside my pain continues. And I feel myself growing very, very old.

I really try. My words may say what at times I do not feel, but know I must repeat them.

My mind betrays me. Is there one thing in which I can trust??

This something "other" can only be one of two things, I surmise . . either there is a force at work that can effectively oppose Love (and acts through me and others), or I effectively oppose Love.

The former creates a fear in me and a vulnerability that makes me cry out for help and protection. With it I am always afraid, but perhaps I can strike a bargain, considering . . . .

This thought, although frightening, is infinitely desirable and I valiantly defend myself from accepting the other option.

It incites such deathly fear in me so as to make me plead for my soul, as I would then honestly agree that I am guilty of this enormity. I would have to admit that I cannot seem to stop myself. I am a wretched creature in the grips of something bigger than I.

Each and every day I pray for deliverance and for strength . . .but I feel this force. . . of my own perhaps willing (but most certainly coerced) wants and what I need to survive . . .

This force is always knocking at my door, wanting inside.

I feel so tired of the struggle, so weary of the loss of all my loves . . . that are ripped from my hands with each savage act. The effort to keep the door closed from the force of this onslaught has taken the last of my energy.

It wants in so it can make itself comfortable. It only asks for its comfort, it seems. Perhaps I should let it come inside? Perhaps then I could rest, if even for a little while . . . But it seems like I don't know how to even do that right, as rest never comes.

I know one thing. The lock on the door seems to be broken. I don't like to look at or through the door often, but there are times when I cannot help myself and see that awful door flapping on its hinges like a tongue wagging between toothless gums.

And I think, "What would God think of me?" And I cringe because, to my surprise, "it" was in there all the time.

I am weary of cringing. I am deathly tired and the cold wind created by the wildly flapping door has chilled me to my bones.

Now that it is here, all is quiet. I lay down on the floor of this still, barren room and wait for the feeling of its hand on me. I am sure it will happen any moment.

How will it happen? When will be "my time?" Will it hurt? Where will I go?

"Do your worst," I think.

I don't care. It is what it is.

So I lay there for what seems an eternity, thinking little . . sometimes not thinking at all. In my mind time goes by . . .or does it?

I really don't care. What do I know?

And I do not to care even more deeply.

Bleak despair takes too much of my already depleted energy, I cannot maintain the images that led me to this dark place. I feel nothing. It is a sensation of the past, feeling is. It is a fleeting thought, one of which I have long since tired.

The room, or space, or whatever it is, is dark and barren, still. And I am here, wherever here is, still.

Motionless, incomplete, uncaring . . still.

When will I leave this place? The question continues to haunt me.

There is nothing left now, no body to Love, no pain or purpose, none to lose and none to gain, no pleasures to maintain, no God to disappoint. I remain.

Stillness surrounds me . . .all that remains of my thoughts and dreams, my arguments and convolutions, my loves and my very last breath, is this.

It remains. "Unless it does not," I think with my last thought into the stillness. I get no answer.

The true remains of the day, remains there, still.

Most of us experience being in Love only upon occasion and almost always it is singular and possessive, fleeting punctuation's in our lives survived much of the time in fear and loneliness. My epiphany came when I realized that Love need not be the exception, but the rule. Why couldn't I instead of being in Love with just one thing some of the time, BE in Love, living Life, sharing my Love with all things all of the time? With the moments of fear and loneliness being the exceptions to the rule, highlights only meant to define and remind me/us of our Love. I found not only can I/we in every moment strive to be in Love with all, but I/we need to BE in Love with all. That is our truth, that is our natural state of BEING, as that is not only what we are, but what all Life is.

I will also share this with you, even with this epiphany my transformation from fear and isolation to Love and unity is an ongoing process that requires vigilance and intention in every moment to overcome the generations upon generations of brainwashing and soul washing that has taken place over almost the entirety of our existence.

You must work in every second of everyday to remember more and more the BEING of perfect Love that you are, that we are. For if you are not moving forward always seeking your perfection, our perfection in Love, then we are falling down and backward once again into the shadowy abyss of fear, as in the eternity that is Life, there is no standing still. Everything in the infinite changes constantly for better or for worse. We have accepted and survived in the worse, now let us make it our eternal Life's mission to achieve and live being for the better, being for and in Love!
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“Loneliness is the first thing which God's eye named, not good” ~ John Milton

“The mind can make a heaven out of hell or a hell out of heaven" ~  John Milton

“Long is the way And hard, that out of Hell leads up to light” ~ John Milton

“I am a part of all that I have met” ~ John Milton

"Grace was in all her steps, Heav'n in her Eye, In every gesture dignity and love" ~ John Milton

With bated breath your chest heaves
Your heart grows silken wings
You feel yourself fly from the inside out
Your soul leaps electric rainbow light
To your lovers mouth before flesh is touched
Spirits stolen, shared, lustily inhaled
Your head grows light, as fainted knee fail
Lips touch moist with heavens dew
Desire's longing expectation, now Love's intended experience
Each precious moment of Life,