Skip to main content

Posts

Showing posts from April, 2011

Those Days

Those days were a gift from the gods.

Those days when we went into our heads and we second guessed every pointer and sign post on our roadway to everywhere.

Those days when we used our words as daggers to keep each other out and at arms length for fear of losing our self.

Those days when we drew from each other and met each other in realms beyond this one - not knowing the how, the why, the who of any of it.

Those days when we layered words upon words and mused at the future that was speaking to us through the leaks in our own resistance.

Those days when we kept choosing fear and insecurity.

We forgot to look at the hazardous waste and toxic warning signs.

But it was worth it.

The shedding, the releasing, the letting go of everything embedded in the matrix of our being that was born of misconceptions, that was born of all the fictitious somethings we believed ourselves to be.

It was worth it to see the emptiness
It was worth it to feel the fullness
It was worth it to see the power of…

hOMe Sweet hOMe - I LOVE EARTH

Our Epic Love Story

Right when I'm about to wake up from sleep, I get these vivid visions pop into my consciousness. These are the kind of visions I often 'later' end up living in the waking world. Prophecies of all kinds rest always at the tip of our awareness. And when we relax in consciousness, we let ourselves access moments not yet seen, lifetimes not yet lived. It's all here. Now.

Between the baby boy with us in the pool...
...and the light show between our eyes
I can only be deeply grateful for all the love I'm gifted in this lifetime

This Life is an epic love story. Life itself is the epic love story. I think we forget that the real love affair is with our Self, with what we are. That what's outstretched before us in each and every moment is a never ending blanket of pure love. And when we resonate in that recognition, mystery and secrets dance before our eyes telling stories of the adoration the whole of existence holds us in.

We fall into the illusion that our waking world …

Jacque Fresco

I'm envisioning a world in which more and more brilliant minds like Jacque Fresco are thinking outside the box and birthing ideas outside of traditional world structures.





Beyond squares and boxes Into triangles, circles, domes, and spheres
http://www.thevenusproject.com/

Go Gratitude!

Gratitude oils my bones!

I don't know what that means...

I'm grateful for my home
I'm grateful for my view
I'm grateful for the most amazing family ever
I'm grateful for my connections
I'm grateful for my knowings
I'm grateful for my intuition
I'm grateful for amazing friendships
I'm grateful for baked seaweed
I'm grateful for my doggie
I'm grateful for skype
I'm grateful for my radio show and the hearts inspired by it
I'm grateful for my clients
I'm grateful for my amazing support network
I'm grateful for the amazing magick that lines and fills my moments
I'm grateful for the way EVERYTHING unfolds
I'm grateful for what pulls and calls to me
I'm grateful for what inspires me
I'm grateful for Love's revealing
I'm grateful for where I am
I'm grateful for who I am
I'm grateful for who's with me
I'm grateful for this moment
I'm grateful for this earth and all that she contains

I am gra…
Golden score at the new & used bookstore.
Life is so elegant!
let go of the known
and drop into a deep intimacy
with the unknowable.
concepts but dull
the beauty of *this*

Seeing Eye

The landscape of my waking world is a funny one - signs appear, markers marking the shifts and curves of the road I'm traveling on.

Some say this life is a dream. Some say that life is an illusion. Some say this is all there is so you best make the best of it.

What I see is a mixture of all three. And more. The dream shows itself as patterns dance together to tell a story, starring you. Your dream, your stage. Its illusory nature is evident as all events but come and go like clouds who can't hold their form. You can't grasp at anything here, not even your self. And that this is all there is to it becomes the fun, the clay you put your hands into to mold the form into patterns and playthings you think you know.

In the end I don't actually know.

But I see the markers marking the shifts and curves of the road I'm traveling on.

Hello ~

Laughter of the Sun Goddess

Touching the Sun
High up in Space
I laugh
Higher than ever
Ever brightly Being
Who I was designed to Be
Strutting across the skyline
Like a phoenix in rebirth
Soaring to new heavens
I am being me
There is no stopping
The dreams I am dreaming
There is no holding back
The light in me I'm freeing
Stand and breathe me in
I'm all you're ever seeing
I'm all you're ever being

What Tremendous Beauty!

Life is so full of wonder, so full of an overflow in all things that make you feel like you're the luckiest child in the whole cosmos.

If you take a moment's pause to notice the Grace that is at work in your world, this Grace will make itself intimately known to you in every step, in every gesture, in every movement that is extended to you and expressed through you.

I am in constant awe of how this life assembles itself before me and through me - how connections manifest, how everything is arranged to beyond perfection, how a moments creativity ripples to touch the hearts of a thousand people in just one day, how everything unfolds making known the current of miracles that underly this world we find ourselves in.

In a morning's walk I see a swan, ducks, and a humming bird. I walk through moss covered trees and watch as white clouds and blue sky are reflected upon the water. In the words of some HeartMates, it is PER-FLECTION. I wake and sleep to the beauty of this earth, i…