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Tis the season when so many are feeling the pain and wounds of lack, in the midst of the rush of human greed. Are we so insensitive? It seems so at times. When I start talking to people about the holiday season, I can hear the themes of jealousy and greed being activated. Is it any wonder resentment and bitterness toward the holidays can be so prevalent? Where does it stop?
This season, I would invite you to open your heart and keep your mouth closed.
Don't bother to tweet, and stay away from facebook.
Keep your heart open to the flow of all blessings; even those blessings that come in disguise.
You can be a Beast, with fangs. For the most part, I like it. Do I really believe this is true? Do I absolutely know it's true? No. Because I've looked into your heart and sense there's not enough love in the world to go around for you... And that's a good thing. (It's the common pain we share.)
I like the idea of us, coming to one another hopeless. It frees us up of the tripping... Even if it feels frightening. We've talked thousand times for a thousand lifetimes... We should know we're safe with with each other!! It's the fault-finding, the paranoia that are poisons to truth-seekers. We have what it takes to work it out!
Life is unconditional love. Evolution comes in giving ourselves permission to close-down the "gates", open our hearts. Sure, it's god-damned painful! At a core level, there's something twisted with those who need to use others as a technique of personal growth.
I Believe in Myself
I believe in myself
because it's me every day
who gets up to look in the mirror.
It's me who's gotta decide
what face and clothes I'll wear...
It's me
who's gotta get right
with my own heart and mind!
It's me who's gotta deal
with those who are unkind.
It's me who's gotta find a Way,
make sure no suffering or pain
is part of my making,
created by my own hands.
I can keep pushing forward
I can keep climbing upward
I won't be stuck in the sands
of mindless accidents,
emergencies,
and thoughtless "love".
I'll forge my way forward
with my best being to retrieve
and do it on the basis
that it's in me;
and I believe.
We are not in our bodies;
our bodies are
in us.
For this reason alone -
it's not useful to focus on faults and ailments -
to the extent they must define us.
We can aspire
to our own inner authority, to our own values
and moral codes:
we can witness our faults and ailments
dissolve.
We know in our hearts
if there's something we're doing wrong
we can change it,
and that is enough.
The Heart must be kept
wild and free
with the use of gratitude;
this is the Secret
of Faerie Faith.
The Way of Faerie
You cannot control a spirit,
for a deva, especially, is wild
coming from the elements
she will also help you return to the elements
when you are
ready to die
In the world of Faerie
death is a regular,
if not seasonal event.
Faerie is born of aether
fire, air, earth and water
and works hard to keep
the heart of the human pulsating
and aware
they ask us believe
in order to help us see
how closed our hearts can be,
they outline the requirement
that we drop our attachments
to the contraptions of the mind
they may or might also take away
our minds
thereby enabling us
to get free
The Blog is a place for voice-dialog, a place to file thoughts, plans, concerns. So many people worldwide feel they do not have a voice, thus: a reason to Blog. Imagine sorting through your Blogs to see - "Hey, I thought THAT?" A Blog is a place for personal voice-dialog, a place to sort and file a voice, worldwide.
It's a voice-dialog, the Blog examines people places things in self-reflection but also includes new friendships, mutual recognition.
In the future, people won't write their Blogs, Blogs will be spoken.
The Blog will have the potential to become a confessional, used to ease the minds of the weary, before it's time to nod off... A diary of what was said and done. A word to What Is.
Sort on the Blog. Let it become your moral compass, if you have nothing else to believe in.
Make yourself your own highest ideal.
Create categories for Heart and Trust. (Don't worry about pleasing people.)
Tis the season when so many are feeling the pain and wounds of lack, in the midst of the rush of human greed. Are we so insensitive? It seems so at times. When I start talking to people about the holiday season, I can hear the themes of jealousy and greed being activated. Is it any wonder resentment and bitterness toward the holidays can be so prevalent? Where does it stop?
