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hey love, where ya runnin' to?

i prefer to save the words for blogs than to speak them when you’re runnin' in your own mind latched to the thoughts in your head.

a single thought is believed in and in that believing a thousand other like-thoughts are invited to flood the mind, taking you into a spiral of imagined suffering. woe is you.

it takes a belief in one arising thought to open the flood-gate of delusion…to bring that personal story back to life…

i call it delusion because often times the mental story has nothing to do with the instant in which you stand. it has nothing to do with the moment in which you draw your breath. it is all about some past event that you’re continuing to react to in the moment at hand… even though that single event has long ago made its appearance and exist, you sit in a fresh scene reacting to things that aren’t at all here…right now.

there are no highs and lows Here apart from thought. ups and downs only live in the unwatched mind, in the mind that is allowed to carry on unrestraine…

it's all heavenly

be still.
see.
all is divinity.




leap into love

i heard this quote today:

"love is a leap that cannot be denied"



well..."leap and the net will appear" - John Burroughs

yes, you are more

come to know your power. come and touch the power of your true face, and you will never again touch and identify with the thoughts of victim-hood.

nothing is imposed upon you from an outer power. nothing you have not asked for is given to you.

rather, everything that appears is in response to the vibration emanating from you. you set the conditions. you set the standard of experience. you set the parameters of your life by the very thoughts you offer and accept.

the laws of this design are precise. so you only ever receive the essence of that which you send out. life complies to the blueprint in your mind. nothing else. and there are no exceptions.

manage your mind. manage your vibration. abandon thoughts of victim consciousness for they do not serve you.

be still and recognize that your world is always ordered in accord with your thoughts. be still and meet your Self.

you are, always were, and always will be more than words can describe.

to the Self in you ~
-k.

Ecstatically Here

Made of a joyous living light, this life is pure ecstasy seemingly concealed by the sham of human delusion.

Yet every breath brings an opportunity to withdraw from the stories of limitation readily offered in your conditioned perception, and to step into the sea of seamless unity that pulses at the center of your Being.

This Here right Now, this pure place of relief and ease that lives in you, is Love, a stream of bliss endlessly flowing in and through you. Give IT your attention. Melt away repeated delusions in this immediate instant. Right Here. Right Now.

come away from the collective dreaming of dis-ease and step directly into your Name. FEEL THIS that pulses through you, that looks out from your eyes. Press your heart to This Living Love Here Now and rise above the collective drama of Time, of lack...of sheer insanity.

Give up the mental story. The only limit there is in this design is the one you impose and give life to through the power of your own mind. Come away from this mind.

T…

In the Indivisible

* * * * * * *
in the infinite grid of unicity, ideas stir.

why does the restless mind not cease its confused movement?
why does it not once again dissolve confusion into the bliss within which it stirs?

when it is only the indivisible God-consciousness that permeates all of existence, what is this movement of "he" and "she" of "you" and "me"?

and what is this belief in decay when you are eternity itself?

turn attention away from the ideas of a confused environment. cease feasting upon the concepts of mortal delusion.

you are that primordial field, in which all things appear.

* * * * * * *

we're better than fine ~

you drown your moments with words so as to glide over the unbroken stillness of where we sit. it's a lovely day. why do you fear the divine silence? our philosophies save us from all that never needs saying. we know there is nothing to it and yet we go on pretending. we pause in the middle. yes, it's still all so very still. have you moved at all? here. now.

when uninhabited eyes meet, we say God has met himself.

so how do you do, in Love?

the Bliss of All Seasons

(Dhira Lawrence: Pele's Slumber)
the surface self is nothing more than shambles and folly
rest on it, and you are slave to the whims and delights of the elements
cling to it, and you are slave to the tides of an unstable environment

is it not better to build your world on the secure ground of eternity?
to draw your life from the wellspring of that everlasting wonder,
is to fasten infallibility around all that comes through you.

to live your life only from the surface mind,
is to wither and decay the boundless potential that came with you.

waste not this moment
waste not this power
waste not the riches of your inner Being
waste not your Self

for in its revealing rests
the joy of all worlds
the love of all times
and the bliss of all seasons

now we're certain

i have snapshots saved up in my mind
pearls being pressed
by a dream that churned
your hearts wishes
into a ring around my finger
i whisper my secrets in a smile
i let you find the story
written in between the lines
so many words
and so much time
and how we are pressed together now
this you and i

~

when you laugh
the stars rejoice
and this goddess roars
and all is well
with hearts again

i love it when you laugh
i cannot tell you what happens to my mind

~

i wake and i dream of an ever-same love affair.
it's everywhere in the land of make believe dreaming.
lights on or out, eyes shut or open, this love breathes life into the moments here and now.
and i'm so glad it found me.
and i'm so glad it found you.
and i'm so glad it formed us like two.

~

nameless i traverse
the grounds of this earth
in search of a wordless love
then i found you
a brightened star
among a darkened sky
keeper of my dreams
and lover of my heart
take my heart
nay, this night
take my mind

~

my inner eye feasts upon your every movement. every …

clearing concepts

in talking about keeping attention in the present, the question follows: how do i do this in my everyday life?

when the habitually wandering attention is brought back Here, and it is clear that This is all there is, mind immediately projects a future scene in which this can't be done. or goes to past scenes in which this was difficult to do.

i get this now, but what about later?
i can't do this every second?
i try to do this, but it's hard to remember.
okay i see this, but what about in my everyday life?
what about when i'm with the kids?
what about when i'm with family how do i stay present with them?
how do i stray present when i'm with my friends?

immediately a sequence of scenes are imagined, and called "my everyday life."

immediately mind projects future scenarios or recollects memories. and it is with these totally mentally constructed images that the questions now come.

the pointing is always this: there is no everyday life. this is a concept that is bein…

Love...love...LOVE...IS True

strange how the might of Love is misconceived and distorted by humanity's deluded concepts. the love conceived out of insecurity, the egoic striving to find wholeness from some external source is bound to be ridden with disappointment and suffering.

you will never find security from the unstable ground of false identity.

love in its true form is not an emotion of the moment. IT transcends transience. IT is beyond the ever-changing landscape of this mental reality...of fleeting form where bodies come and bodies go.

perhaps, per chance, per...something...the quest for True Love begins only when you understand who it is that is searching for It to begin with. without ever knowing who the "i" is in "i love you," the real meaning of love escapes even you.

the grace of this life is that True Love runs deeper than the ground the conditioned mind plays upon.

and i give a loud amen to that!

holding to a counterfeit identity and operating within its limited boundaries, love i…

Presence First

entangled with the surface movements of the mind, you think that you are subject to the pendulum swing of contrasts, the negative and positive of this reality. entangled in this ever-changing mental movement you believe and so conceive of life as a bi-polar roller-coaster ride.

but this simply isn’t the case!

you needn’t move with the tide of changing thoughts for the very reason that you are and you rest always prior to all thoughts.

where you are in this design, your primal placement amidst all of these movements secures for you a place of ease, peace, and effortlessness. for as long as you remain where you truly are, for as long as attention is left to rest in the timeless space Here, nothing touches you. nothing can touch you, for Here is always the absence of all mental movement.

when thoughts are seen to be just thoughts, all dissolves. when the flurry of mental thoughts that stir for whatever reason are left alone, that energy dissipates. In the absence of your participation, your …