Seeding Change.


It’s right now, when I do something different. Change in a single way, that will ultimately lead me toward my next new destination. And the next day, another change. As the saying goes, “Slow and steady wins the race.”

This is the beginning. Life is starting over for me again. I’ve seen this coming and have been working long and hard for this period in my life to commence. 18 years, come to pass.

This journey is just starting. New travel corridors await. Never before seen places beckon. It terrifies me, to slowly, yet deliberately detach from society. Shedding fears that have held me bound to illusory dogmas (and false belief constructs) in the past. Returning to fundamentals and instilling more purpose in my day. More attention to the moments passing us by.

Embracing a nomadic lifestyle.

Appreciating immensely, the shelter I have over my head. The transportation to and from places. Steady income, for now.

Still, I’m preparing to leap. Off, into the proverbial unknown. Leaving this place. My work here is done. The wandering mystic—healer—wisdom-keeper’s mysterious life.

Going someplace where I belong. The seeds have been planted and are germinating in the darkness. Perfect obscurity. Roots, intertwining with the soil—pulled down by an elemental force.

This next new place will eventually surface—revealing to me, which direction I’m heading. Where I might cultivate that worthwhile garden that haunts my dreams, while I sleep. Where I might find my mate.

Fulfilling the higher purpose that is urging me forward, one awakening day after another. Humbling. Humility tempering pride and ego. Heart-strings tugging at me, all along the way.

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Enriched Life.


filipe-almeida-255155-unsplash.pngAt a certain point in our lives, we decide that we’re no longer willing to kill our spirit slowly (diminish our light), subjecting ourselves to long-term exposure to less than satisfactory lifestyle circumstances. Yes, so often we must choose to accept the hand we’ve been dealt, BUT, the game is still being played. Another hand will avail itself. Sometimes, more so in our favor, and other times, to benefit others most (willing sacrifice and selfless pursuit).

Introspect. See what role you’re playing in every area of life. Determine if what we’re doing to get by and thrive, is ultimately best for our tribe, or if we must move on—move forward. When we are in concert, we still play many different tunes (often wearing many different hats, each day). Focus on what’s working for you. Move through each challenge, fundamentally. Enjoy moments of reprieve.

Face the day, with your best possible attitude. Funnel your anger and rage, or grief, sadness, despair, etc. into things that summon good feelings within (relief). We must channel this energy. It’s vital, that we restore our own good, potentiality within, because we’re here to effect real change upon this earth plane.

Especially if that means behaving like a child. We must step forward each day, unapologetically. People will hold us down, if we let them. We’re capable of holding ourselves away from what we want as well, so it’s important to know when compromise is merited. When volition and persistence carries us aloft through the worst of times.

Sometimes, the path becomes lonely and untrodden. Forge ahead anyway. Let the mystery be your friend. Your mind and emotions are conveying truths to discern from. What does spirit wish for you? Trust that what seems impossible or makes no literal sense, IS, sometimes the very direction we ought to head toward.

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Let the Rotten Fruit Lie.


Once one has come to realize their values no longer align with those who have no predisposition for change, it becomes the duty of the individual rising up, to leave. It’s vital to separate and largely remain apart from the dysfunctional attitudes of negligence and pious behaviors. Disillusionment shatters the false-identity construct and remaining in place will only continue harming its host, unless liberated from the diseased influences. I speak personally of family, or blood relations specifically—so many who remain close to us in error.

It is most often, the black sheep of sorts, who is the clear-thinking, sentient and free mind who no longer tolerates such abusive patterns of wanton ignorance and systemic manipulation—liberated from the imprisonment of lies and utter dysfunction—the wool, no longer draped over one’s eyes. No longer entertaining the despicable acts to uphold a certain outward appearance and favor of others who are oblivious to these vicious cycle of narcissistic, flagrant ideals.

Abusive cycles of tormenting, musing and projection are cast out as, in my own opinion, a disturbing excuse, passed off as loving potentials. So few actually possess self-love and instead, go to every length imaginable, to ensure they can continue siphoning the life-force from the latter—embodiments of light—the resurrected, who eventually become detestful of such unhealthy and unnatural behavior.

Their projection of worthiness and unending need to seek validation of their existence—pathetically mused by some external force—largely stems from the few who are actually capable of remaining virtuous, who mistakenly enable such parasitic trends to continue. Break the cycle. Starve those wearing masks, of your vitality. Cut the cords. Walk away and never look back. The past no longer exists. There’s nothing to hold onto. There is only the presence of now, lest one spirals into neurosis, having never actually led a worthwhile life—enjoying the present moment more fruitfully without the burden of superfluous engagements.

Let the rotten fruit lie. There is no purpose to insubordinate casualties (people leading wasted lives) in nature, except to be recycled—returned to the earth—summoning life in some other fashion. Only those willing themselves to thrive in an otherwise hostile environment are meant to proceed. Stop rationalizing the victimhood and quit tolerating the deception. See it for what it is and sever the connections. Otherwise, they stand to destroy whatever potential truly exists within, meant to be shared without. One may only know peace, when they no longer resign to the convictions of others’ dismay.

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Internal Surrender.


Excerpt from Aug. 31, 2016:

When we choose to give in, just a little bit, we can finally let that overwhelming feeling of love consume us.

When we stop struggling with what’s on our mind and we just accept that we are who we are and they are who they are—this world, just is what it is, we can feel the rhythm of that love flow through us.

If we surrender, for just a moment, if we just let the tears rise to the surface, we might again feel what it’s like to simply let go and to let the love we think we’ve been holding away from ourselves, in.

Let the love flow, not because you’re lacking love, but rather, because we cannot live without it. We cannot live with lack, if we just learn to love who we are and the way that’s done is to give up on trying to seek love outside ourselves.

There’s no battle to fight that we cannot win, through surrender. There’s not a single moment that we have to suffer or endure or forget to appreciate these blessed moments, if we let love shine throughout our being.

Feel the pulse of love surrounding you—emanating within you, sending chills down your spine and along your arms. Embrace yourself with love, because no other force has the power to diminish what’s already inside of you.

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Seven Generations Prophecies, Realized.


This is a spiritual revolution.

Those in the know, understand that what’s happening on center stage, is theatrical while the underlying motive, is necessarily, spiritual.

It’s interesting how natural, or geo-engineered disasters are summoning relief and support from the common man and woman.

Hatred is being vanquished by the larger populace and a tyrannical system of governance is ordering a militarized presence, as their own necessary fear mechanism of control.

Yet, people who can peer through this, have no arms to bear. Nothing to defend, because they understand the repercussions of karmic laws.

The earth responds to our material and spiritual nature, without error. There is a burgeoning desire for truth to reveal itself. Many countries are aligning to this spiritual path, while our own is being drowned and set ablaze.

It’s interesting how western culture and its perverse nature is becoming the lesser of our world’s dominating powers. Only unity of nations and its people will overcome the belligerent ideals of the darker forces at play within all facets of our sickened western society.

Collapsing capitalism and consumerism, will surely bide time for those who are orienting themselves toward thy will, rather than the narcissistic ideal of a self-serving populace. Ignorant children of an ignorant race of humans who were taught to support terrorism and a hijacked collective consciousness.

I’m in awe of how prophetic today’s scene is and stand in wonder at how this egoic nation’s ideals are being dismantled by unseen forces at play.

The new race is among us.

Reincarnated elders, returning as our children—leading the world into a new age, where service to others and stewardship of our finite resources is of primary importance.

Lesser ideals, that serve only one’s egocentric, childish nature will eventually give way to that greater spirit of one people, coming together to live for seven more generations.

War, poverty and greed, amongst other illnesses will subside, while our true, human nature is once again restored—in a greater harmony with the planet’s resonant frequency that supports life, rather than destroying it, needlessly.

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Nature’s Judgement: Amoral Acts, Dismayed.


When I feel myself becoming consumed by the affairs of our world and the quickening madness occupying it, my primary motive becomes detachment.

There is no use offering any energy to what is, because even when we are embodying what we might perceive as the highest vibration known as love, we are giving to it—just that—offering it (whatever we’re attracted to or detest) that same, amplifying energy.

Stillness—presence—remaining in touch with what is before us—within us, is vital to altering the nature of our ever-changing landscape.

There are no victims here.

What’s going on around the world is necessary and pivotal to our evolution. One must eventually comprehend that not all are meant to stay at times like this. Especially in such manners as what we’d perceive as natural disasters.

These are natural orders of governance. When mankind has become too corrupted, nature swoons and blankets the plague. She is exacting same unto all those who portray ignorant dismay.

No one is innocent.

The United States is facing it’s adversary—ourselves—reminiscent of how nature sways (fire, flood, etc.). This is an amoral act, that few, it seems can handle because we’ve become too diluted in our sense of morality and what is truly right and just in accordance with natural laws—inescapable truths.

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A Dead Serpent.


Excerpt from Sept. 17th, 2016:

Today’s omen: A dead serpent.

The theme of ‘harvest’ stood out to me, noticing ants carrying off several dead insects in different places I traveled to today. It reminds me that all life gets harvested eventually and so I found myself examining my own beliefs once again.

Harvest is a natural and inevitable experience and despite our human awareness to seek the practice of non-violence, we still harvest on some scale. We take life, whether it be plant, animal or natural resource, yet we struggle to cope with giving back in kind. We will be harvested; our physical bodies, eventually. That and change are the only real certainties in life.

It’s important to acknowledge that in Nature, there is a reciprocal balance of harvest and re-birth or sustenance, which is cyclical and sustainable. A balance or attunement that society has largely forgotten, misunderstands or simply ignores. I’m reminded to be more careful of what I’m harvesting and reproducing, to reciprocate more appropriately. What can I give back for what I’ve taken so often? Can we ignore this truth? Are we teaching our children that this is the truth of Nature?

We must conserve, if we wish to consume. We must give back, if we insist on taking from Her.

Gaia is the womb and she gives birth to new life, but in order for life to exist, life must be extinguished. There is but a perpetual balance that Nature seeks—an order to all things. We are only here for a brief time, before we give back to the womb of existence, whether our limited comprehension can absorb, fully contemplate and accept that or not.

Let the energy of the old, outdated and what’s ready for harvest, go. It’s time to give birth to a new paradigm.

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