There is a way
a peaceful warrior roams.
in spirit & flesh.
Between two worlds
to rekindle what’s right.
Healing this planet
as he searches
discovers his art.
in the flesh
abiding in spirit
until the one who
whispers so softly & serene
traps his heart in hers.
Abandoning material gain
for what is cloaked
intact in nature.
for what’s lost & broken
except unconditional acceptance
of what is
here & now.
once they’ve arrived
at the gateway
peering through the veil
of their soul’s reflection.
At this point in life, I find it nearly impossible (two sides of the same coin), to differentiate between those embodying victimhood and those, who are deemed, narcissists. The two, seem mutually exclusive (necessary) in the sense, that they both require an external source of energy to feel complete. There are wolves amongst us, do not fool yourselves into believing that everyone here, has the best intentions for thee, nor are they even aware, it is they (themselves), cloaked in woolen hypocrisy. Until you empathize with the narcissist, you are perpetuating your own disease. Forgive them, open the pasture gates and liberate thee, from the confinement of choice, perpetually binding one’s self, to the predation of nature’s innate predatory influences. Anyone who is cut off from their life sustaining source, is only capable of feeling what others do. Whether they be a narcissist or “innocent” bystander. The reason it always feels so painful, is because people expect others to repeal their own senses and abide by our own sympathetic, people-pleasing gestures. This is our false, illusory nature, which would have us seek, endlessly. The moment we realize we are complete, we become empowered to motivate ourselves and eventually, those attachments to wary predatory influences ceases to be. It is the very thing, you entomb yourself in, compulsively possess—your insistence that you are who you think you are—your perceived self (the ego, tricking thee), that binds you so helplessly, to the same pasture with the open gate, choosing instead, to remain comfortably numb, amongst the false security of the blind flock—preyed upon, by wolves, dressed like sheep.
Excerpt from Sept. 28th, 2016:
There happens to be a definite science behind the work that I’m doing, best interpreted in quantum physics, but there’s another, mysterious force at-play—psychic force. Something we’re still learning to adopt in our western culture, but has been prevalent throughout many eastern cultures and Native American culture for many, many centuries—thousands of years, actually.
Some of this work can be defined, or explained away, but there remains some force that goes beyond the magnitude and comprehension of the human mind and ego. Some people happen to be a conduit, vessel or instrument through which this energy may be directed or conducted. We might relate this further, to those who have an innate ability to play music, write or perform for example, amongst many creative pursuits that defy the logical, limited five senses.
From this place, when we simply get out of our own way, we are granted the ability to heal ourselves on varying levels, through working with the subconscious and this Source frequency or resonance. Everything in Nature is vibratory. Science or quantum physics might relate it to the Source field or Zero-point energy, but I understand it as the force that pervades all of existence, through time and space/space and time.
It’s a non-local phenomena that requires no space in time, to communicate with our own subconscious, or auric-field, as just one example of our bio-electromagnetic nature—our life-force, or Chi (also known as Ki, in Reiki). Bio = our biology and it’s no secret that we possess or are occupied by some nonphysical force that communicates all weights and measurements of health with our physical anatomy. Without this force occupying the body, we would cease to live.
To resurrect health, we simply match the proper frequency to the distortion at the energetic level and allow the body to follow suite. It’s been documented, that some people even experience what’s known as spontaneous remission or healing, which the western medical fields really have no explanation for, because it’s hard to measure or treat something that happens spontaneously.
There could be a placebo effect at play in some of this work, but it just goes to show again, how powerful the subconscious is and validates that indeed, given the proper attunement or suggestion, we can command our energetic nature to resurrect the forces necessary for the body to heal completely.
Nature is a place where I can fully know myself; where I can remember who I truly am; where I can fully recognize my inner beauty, inner expression and inner strengths.
Nature is where I can shed my weaknesses, my ego and expose my vulnerabilities to God. It is where I can allow my wounds to heal so that my scars can serve as a reminder of journeys past and journeys yet to come.
It rejuvenates my soul and shows me my purpose, Here and Now on this planet. It is where my heart-beat can sync with the heart-beat of Mother Earth; where I can fully feel that she is alive; that she too, is breathing and that all life here is of, Her. It is a source of Oneness sought by many, yet cherished by few.
It’s where I’m reminded that I am never really lost, that looking is the only place where we’ll discover loneliness and that I will always find my way. It is in her embrace where I am completely, alive.
Nature is where I lose myself, so that I can find myself.
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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