
Knowing yourself is true wisdom.
Mastering yourself (that person in the mirror) is true power and understanding.
If it needs changed, you are the only one who has tools for that task.
Your path starts here.
Knowing yourself is true wisdom.
Mastering yourself (that person in the mirror) is true power and understanding.
If it needs changed, you are the only one who has tools for that task.
A soft, inconsequential moment. Free from expectation and reason. Free from your grasp. A moment – allowed to float.
No signs of understanding it. The hidden inscription is ‘The Unknown.’
But this time, without the nulling effects of your mind, you realize the intrigue and potency before you. You recognize . . . the supreme mystery.
It’s still no clearer. It’s still unknown. It’s still ‘darkness’.
Within that darkness is darkness. ‘Darkness within darkness.’
The gateway . . . to all understanding.
Let darkness be your candle.
A great host or hostess is usually only identified and singled out when a mishap occurs and they handle the situation with great aplomb.
When troubles arise, we too have a decision of where to turn for answers. Maybe there’s; a fire, an accident, a fall, a shortage.
For the great host or hostess, a mishap means a time for; a pause, a moment of reflection, a moment of assessing the situation for the best possibilities. A time for ‘unchecked imagination’.
It’s a time for a prioritized answer that will best palliate the troubled situation as quickly as possible.
But isn’t that what we all want – all the time . . . the best answer? That hostess will also be a great hostess of life.
Unchecked imagination: allowing all possibilities. Censoring none.
This is not about continually monitoring the weather report for rain.
It’s owning the best umbrella.
What are the causes that bring clarity, insight and a new perspective to a life? What enables a closer relationship with higher thought?
Perhaps an answer might be ‘mush’. In the consciousness of respect and honor, it’s the idea of letting our views and understandings just evaporate. Our crosses, establishments, fences and all those entities we have imbued with some form and substance and worth . . . to let them all melt into a pile of mush.
Seen then, as just a worthless heap, it allows us to easily differentiate the truly valuable, from the lowly trash.
When those feathery wisps of enlightenment drift in, their true value becomes recognizable from the worldly.
Latch on to life. Grab some nourishment. Get some learning. Make some money. Experience some love. Handle some obstacles. Take a trip. Care for some uneasiness. Wonder.
The map has become more real than your life.
Wonder more.
Break remaining funds up into payments . . .
for a fortune-teller.
Is your life someone else’s idea?
Here, sitting in the wee hours of a Sunday morning with the quietest ambient music kissing my eardrums, these thoughts come . . .
Someone has installed in my being; a clock, an itinerary, a priority chart, likes and dislikes and some kind of a ‘plan’ for me to follow. Just like every other day up until now.
I certainly didn’t overtly request this aggregation of thoughts. It is as though when we are born our ‘memory’ button was in its default position of ‘On’. Your’s too?
Is it possible to have a choice of whether or not we accumulate all this new information – every moment we are alive?
Can we press the reset button, or pull the plug and wait 30 seconds and plug it back in, and start over?
It seems we have, or had, a ‘self’ – but it is covered up, buried, under this barrage of accumulated data. We live, but are disguised every step of the way like we are in an unforgiving and unconquerable masquerade.
Buried alive! Submerged in the quicksand of thoughts that were given to us, accepted by us, but now imprison us.
We carry on, under the burden of situations and consequences we never asked for – or desired. And sometimes, perhaps as flickers of a dying insight, we are reminded that who we really are is still living deep inside of us.
The concepts mentioned above are what interests me deeply. Instead of humans, most are relegated to being puppets on a foreign stage, peering down a perspective that in no way was designed for them. Acting out parts they had no intention of portraying. Actors, who read and act out their given part, every single day.
Someone says, ‘We only have one life’. That might be O.K. . . .
if that one life was truly ours.
No one has all the answers, about anything.
We sit at our table. The one that has the answers . . . our answers.
And from the deepest part of our heart, our spirit, we desire that only folks who share the validity of our answers join us at our table.
Otherwise we say, ‘Don’t sit here. Find another table.’
The problem?
We’ve run out of tables.
Or, maybe, we have too many answers.
Everywhere we go there is this body that accompanies us. Arms, legs, mind; its all jumbled together and we call it ‘me’.
It is our essence, it is who we are. It does everything for us. Everything we want done. It is responsible for what we feel. It is responsible for our health.
During our walk through life we encounter ‘love’ along the way and we respect love’s virtues and love’s power. The question then is this . . .
why do so few people really love themselves?
Sure, everyone feeds themself and keeps themself clean, etc. But what about all the negatives to which people are exposed; drugs, alcohol, dormancy, improper diet, stress, unhealthy conditions?
This idea of ‘love’ can and should start with ourselves; the ‘me’. To function at our best we should be at our best. This ‘body’ is all we have. Skin, bones, blood, muscles, eyes and all the other attributes. If we all started with an undying love for ourselves we wouldn’t allow any negatives in that might cause us harm.
I get that there are addictions – of all types. I also get that all of us have innate powers that can conquer anything.
What would change in your life right now if for an hour you focused on your body and honored it and respected it and loved it in a way higher than you ever thought possible? That you began listening to it for what it is calling for, what it needs, what it has to have to really flourish?
Perfect nourishment may be a start. Then, every muscle needs exercise or it withers. A brain needs higher stimulation. You, you!, have to love yourself. Listen, to hear what it is aching to tell you. Give yourself what you need, not just what you want.
One life. That’s all we get. Honor – who you are. Cherish – every thought that comes to you. Love – yourself and your life. But do it in the most healthy way possible. Respect yourself. Every thing about you. Make everything as perfect as possible.
Honor, honor, who you are.
After a while of listening – and providing yourself with increasingly better resources – a strange thing happens. Your outlook about the future takes on a new aura, one of splendor and new possibilities. What and how you view yourself broadens and with it your beliefs of what is possible expands. Also, what you always deemed as important begins to disappear and in its place the highest and most inconceivably priceless thoughts begin to materialize.
The negative falls away. The good hangs around until it is replaced by something better, and then later something more splendid will replace that.
Beyond Love. Beyond Love! . . . a time comes when you focus no more. A time comes when your giving magically turns to receiving. Your life fills in with perfection that you never knew existed. Then you give thanks. Then you get another handful of love. Then you give love. Then, giving and receiving just meld together in some majestic play of exaltation, Beyond Love.
Beyond Love: Just the contemplation of that subject alone is worthy of merit.
What’s that sound? Is that your body trying to get your attention?
Whatever it is that gains your recognition when you consider subjects and events above this world . . .
try getting to a place ‘beyond’ where nothing is UNINSPIRING.
Then, gently, feel your wish fulfilled. Then ACT as though your highest dream has already happened. Live with the sensations that come along with that fulfillment. Feel how you will feel now, instead of waiting for something else to occur.
Wallow in that utopia.
Get lost in that picture above.
Melt away.
Let that new world transcend every thought you have ever had.