When is enough Enough ?

In the event when the end is insight and you feel your breaking point is lurking behind the corner, especially when you stand in line.

the question that you ask yourself, is when is enough Enough ? Easier said than done, sometimes the breaking stick just breaks, simply because the breaker breaks only a single stick. But now, when the breaker adds the number of Your Life and then try to break the bundle. the immense energy dispersed is in vain.

The moment, you  separate yourself from the rest, fear's cage of illusion is opened and the gaps of reality is filled, with everything you do not want. The immense uncertainties, the illusions of lack, the lastly the fear of living.

But then, how does one attract the other sticks ? The forest is filled with them.

As a lone woodcutter will never clean the forest in his lifetime, if he uses care and assists balance in forest. The forest will feed itself, the bounty of heaven is plentiful within.
Next time you walk in a forest, lookup, close your eyes and listen, not with our ears, but your heart, feel the feelings of the forest. Once you have achieved the inner peace you so longed for, open your eyes and listen with your ears. What do you fear now?
In the shadows of uncertainty, the corners of unknown and the darkness of our mind, allows the midsts of fear to roll over the forest floor and to close the canopy above, to block the sun's revitalizing rays of energizing the grid of your mind, the meridians of your body, the centers of your soul ...  clearing one stick at a time, creates a pasture.

The immense mystery of the sticks is their ever-presence, since the birth of your life and will assist you long after you step across the threshold of death. Your sticks is with you now, why do you think you are reading this?

When is enough, Enough? Never, because You care to much about yourself.

Recollection

What does a divorced father know about motherhood and all encompassing love? The knowledge of such things have eluded me for so long; what could I now to attain such wisdom?

I am not even sure that I deserve such knowledge.

Now looking back over the years, I realized that in the temperance of my youth, I could not have known, simply because I did not want to see. See the truth of life and the things other than the material of life, the physical, the visible, the safe world we know, or at least the world someone else knows.

Is that not that we don't want to think, we simply do not want to know about the other, the world that we do not see, hear, smell or taste. We dare not aim to the stars, because all we can see is how far we might fall in order to reach out and touch them.

We dare not think new ideas, the kind of ideas that will brand us traitors, heretics, simply any form of opposition to the norm.

Why is it that we love the norm so much, we do not dare, to move from the world we love so much and we will fight to the teeth and our fingers to the bone, to protect our little piece of land.

Thinking back to my questioning of the norm from as early as six years of age and daring to further enhance my learning of infinity of the Universe, God whomever he or she might be, to learn from where It began. A simplistic answer by a young woman, much too young to be a teacher, not because of age, but simply because of the inadequate knowledge in herself could not answer a mere six year young boy, to the start of the Universe ... how could she have known ?

Oh, what a long road I have taken; Looking back, god damn, it was exciting! Never a dull moment. But looking back on the flares of temper, tantrums and just outright, well being a child.

I can still to this day forgive my parents, they did not know any better, where was their example? They simply did not know.

But it was in the eyes and ears of the older ones in the family did I manage to learn from a young age, what motherhood could be. Not what it ought to be.

Tradition was my enemy and procrastination my foe.

Challenges day after day, from the home, supposed to be loving, but the members only acted upon secondhand information handed down by the establishment in all it's glory.

How can you know right from wrong in life when the church does not provide you with all the knowledge and facts? You fight on instinct.

Instinct ... but what is instinct, when is it accurate, when is it my ego, my voice and not the divine that speaks? I simply did not know, and even now, the correct voice does not always come forward on request. Still to the present day, that small voice is sometimes drowned out, to my dismay.

How can you fumble along if you do not have the tools?

The Sun

Let the sunshine in your life! the implication of such a statement is that the rays of happiness is not present. So why is it then, we can't look directly into the sun ? And when a cloudless day, why is the blue of the sky so bright, the feelings of vertigo is so strong, to almost make you feel that you are falling "up".

Even sun-gazers, only take moments, to look into the brightness of the sun, at sunrise and the sunset, together when the music of the seventh heaven choir sings and rejoices about the eternity of forever and the everlasting existence of You, the catch a glimpse of the immense power of the Universal feeling, the feeling that you have claim to as your inheritance.

The immensity of love that is available in the Sun is of such astounding proportions, it's almost shocking. As the old saying goes, it rains and shines over the just and unjust alike. Why then, is it that You, the "just", does not feel it ? Next time, when you see that patch of sunlight, clear and unobstructed from the obstacles of the visible, then stand in the middle of the clearing, close your eyes, look up and say to yourself, " ... I allow myself to be open to the sunlight ..."

And don't worry, nothing will happen, no prophetic visions of tomorrow, nor the opening of hell's gates ... This is the closest you will come to the ever-loving feeling of belonging, belonging to the earth of today, and the heavens of tomorrow.

It always shines, comes up in East of the morning and sets in the West of your neighbor. It never fails, it can not, that is the contract it agreed to with the Cosmos. But as much as the tree does not know how to die, nor the bird on how to crawl, nor the snake on how to jump.

So does the sun not know, how to sleep ... it just never chose to know such things.

In the Wake of Heartache

Oh what feeble creatures we are, with this shell of exterior flesh and the softness of our hearts. Let's not forget the tenderness of our interior. We so quickly show the cracks of desperation, when the Heart is not whole, almost like one system on top of the other, when one fails, so must the other, and it is not electricity, well, almost not.

It's the flow, do you think the river is happy when it reaches the dam ? Or the wave when it breaks against the breakers ? When the flow is inhibited, we struggle, no further questions, nor explanations required.

But it is so easy to let the day's disappointments get the better of us. When our positive morning outlook, so quickly fade as midst before the all mighty flames of the sun. When we leave the gaps of emotion and the trail of expectations show the world, our path of fear. But yet, we can not almost help it, we can not almost control it, but yet we are the driver, not the passenger. When are you down the wrong path ? Or when is it the wrong voice to listen to in the audience of messages that you receive, the multitude of hunches we feel, the million pictures we see and yet even the wisdom we know, we still betray ourselves.

Are we wretched, no, well I think not, but yet we continue, that in the Hope, of tomorrow and after the Shower of Cleansing or the Bath of Relaxation, things will appear better, a bit brighter, a bit softer.

When the solution is so simple, why then can we not apply the problem's solution ?

I do not know; This wisdom is hidden from me.

Crystals

A crystal is the solidified version of the earth's DNA. The hold the memory of the earth's history and store the records of time in themselves to the benefit of the generations that are now and the generations that are yet to come.

Ever wondered how it came to be that the diamond is used in wedding ceremonies in the modern era ? The crystal clear "sound" of the diamond is the heavenly voices of purity, just as is the purity of a commitment to another. It is pure. Consider your true intentions you give a bracelet, ring or pendant to someone.

We hold the keys to the kingdom, and the crystals of our future is not only embedded in the earth, the foundation of Now, but also in the eyes of your lover. The windows to the soul are they not ? then why is so many afraid to look up when they walk, or share the love inside them ? The answer is I don't know, but maybe they possibility of fear and pain in releasing that immense beauty, the crystal of our soul, is the thing we cherish the most, the thing we feel is us, in the essences of the cosmos, that is the crystal frequency that uniquely identifies us.

And nobody is going to trample on it, because that is all we got. How then will we allow someone to "take our hearts", "steal our love", or "give away our soul and we really never got it back". How then can we survive the difficulties of today if we are not whole ? How can I do my job, my finances, my family, my friends, how can I do right by them if I do not have All of Me? There is no way that I can continue, without that, my battery to life, powering each step I take on my journey ?

How simple minded are we to think the connection to the Great Unknown is an element that can be depleted. Once again we look to the outside to find the answers.

How simple minded we are.

The Sins of the Father

When a new cry to the world is added, the immense burden is placed upon the child to bear experiences and tribulations that is not it's own.
We look to our parents, absent or not, they were there at the time that you were conceived ... conceived, have you ever wondered what that means ? It is an idea of a child. To "create" a child, not in the physical sense, but activate the magic in our bodies to create, create particles, atoms, cells, organs, systems ... an entity. With every movement of our bodies, we generate the energy, to direct it, to create it.

Now, the junk DNA, ninety odd percent or so, is that what is not measurable, not there to be weighed, not there to be reconciled, but yet there lies the mystery of your existence, the lessons of a life school that has the curriculum of your life.
In there is the explanation of the wrongs of the past, the incomplete lessons of your ancestors, the Sins of the Fathers.

So if that is true, we then not only have to sort out your troubles and misguidance, but also of those that has come before you.
Is that fair ?

The quick and short answer is Yes. Try this one on for size; " ... You chose your parents, not they you ... ". Once you wrapped your head around that,  think about the times, you asked your parents for something and they were busy, a hug, a cuddle, a goodnight story or kiss. Think of the times you did not receive it.

You chose them, so ... " ... Why are you angry with them ? "

They did everything you asked of them, they aided you in your lessons, to wake you up to the stuff of your past, the greatness of your future, the immense power of your Now.
Next time thank time, bless them, in their is the Release of Your Salvation.

Feeling Emotions

What is the definition of feel ?
We feel with the fingers to allow electrical current to flow between the object and our body, but yet that information is sent via the nervous system to the central processor, where it is then filtered and analyzed. Now, when the filters is activated, as the message arrives, we can only process, what we know, that is already in the data bank, so to speak. So we look at it from various sides, pull out the known bits and then continue to put the leftovers in a container on the shelf of the subconscious.

There we go, the feeling of touching the object of your affection is over and done with. OK, a bit faster, I'll admit, but I do not type that fast.

Problem One for me, is the Phase One of Analyzing; We take the signal/s and we compare the content to the existing data. Problem: The current data is there because of habit, conditioning, well let's face it, basically secondhand information. It is usually somebody else's perspective that you live. Let me put it this way, as you watch a movie, you are sharing in somebody else's creation. Are you simultaneously creating something, no, you are storing the given data in your specified format that can be recalled, when a friend asks you, "How was it ?".
Problem: How often do we learn something new ? Since the incoming signal is data, it is compared to your database or spreadsheet data, OK, now new data comes in, it is an unknown quantity and can only therefore be shelved. Have you read about the nervous system, what do you know about the brain ? Do you know which part is used in analyzing the incoming messages ?

So many questions and very little answers, so now take touch for example; Go to our old trusted friend Google and ask the question "What is touch". There will be a multitude of junk. Fair enough, but my junk is your precious stones. Thus what resonates with you. Look at a topic from various points of views, whether it be religious, spiritual, scientific, or just simple layman's terms. Jo's perspective of it. Take the sentence in the article that catches your eyes and then cross them out. Usually a paragraph at the most. Read it again. Is there some resistance to the new data ? Is there elements that might be possible in your point of view ? Is there probabilities that have a strange sense of understanding ?

Now the process of growth is on it's way.

How to Just Be

How we just be ? Standing with our feet in the water of the ever moving ocean, the tall grass of the Serengeti, the ice of the mountain top ? If we reach the goal, the highest peak, the bliss of the Bush ..

All we can do is think how to get away from it again.

Starting another cycle of lack. The lack of money, of time, of space, of joy, happiness, All we want to do is go back to the world of No Abundance. Because that world we know, the world we can predict, the world of another cycle of Nothing.
Sure, lessons we will learn, the hard way, that is certain, O yes, we will learn, but we choose the field of battle and yet we never look to the oceans, the fields, the forests or mountains, we look the Land of the Have Nots.

Oh, we relish in misery, unhappiness, unfairness, solitude, basically all the elements of Fear that you can imagined will be there. Since, You were the Creator of it All.

Next time, you suddenly feel the rays of sunlight in your presence, close your eyes, soak up the sun, as the song goes, listen to the small and fragile bird that sings the Truth of Life to you, the melodies of forever so you can understand that your direction is not the only direction that is right. Not right for somebody else is to be wrong, not right to be superior, but simply that everyone's is right, not solely for them, but maybe for you!
But have you looked at the midst of the mountains, the soft light of the forest, the lion walking tall on the plane? Have you sit down and see the sunset over the waves ?

In that moment, you will get the answer, there in the presence of Awe, Beauty, Serenity and Stillness ... there is not only the method, but the reason, just to be.

Competetiveness

When competition is in play, we tend to look for the first place, we know that there is a niche that we can bring to the world that nobody is better at than us.

But instead of experiencing the joy of participation and give the "winners" their medals, we are saddened by the non-placement on the podium. We do not relish the excitement of the journey, but yet we are focused on the finishing line.

Their are those that say, take each step with care, that you do not falter over the stone, right in front of you, in order to reach the finishing line and yet we don't look down at the butterfly, softly embracing Life with each flapping of it's wings or bird that just aims higher towards the clouds of the unknown heavens or the tree ... with all the wisdom on how to grow, but no knowledge on how to create death.

We look towards the goal, but the wave as it grows, with the force of might Poseidon and the trident of Neptune as it builds in anger, attacking the beach with the might of a thousand bolts of Zeus. Slowly growing, growing and building to allow the smallest creature shiver in agonizing fear of the inevitability of death.
When the force becomes so much the soft power of our old Mother, calls it back and angrily it breaks upon the foundations of other waves, that has learned the lessons of the beach and is now slowly and calmly retreating back to the Source of the power of the ocean.
The thunderous crash is louder than the explosions of one hundred bomb, more deafening than the migration of wildebeest, so loud that the infant in the arm of it's parent clutches in fear of the sound of death.

With the anger rising from the wave now releasing the fear of losing, it foams, it hisses, it shakes ... and then softly runs on the earth of the beach, we the realization is made, the lesson is over.

With patient acceptance, pulls back, not retreat to the source, waiting for the experiences of another time, another beach, another wave.

Have you Danced Lately ?

Let me save you the trouble of answering, " ... Yes, you have ... "

As the music started and you allowed for it to filter like soft summer rain all over you, through you and all around you. You feel it rising from the hips slowly creeping up until it reaches your heart, filling it with the immense beauty of Love and then waiting to explode, you feet started to move, not the move where you are aware of the preying eyes of approval of other, but by the beings of heaven, rejoicing that you now feel the rhythm, you now feel the movement.

Your feet can now not help but to move, the ability to rejoice in the footsteps of life, embracing the light of the journey of a thousands steps, you feel the veins in your legs pulsate with the Life blood of the Universe all contained in small tubes of delivery the essence of a smile. the soft gaze, the velvety touch.

The hips is now freely moving swaying to accentuate the exhilaration of rapture as you hold your partner as if the way you will have them right there on the dance floor.

With the volcano of lust, rapture, Love and Light you slowly let go and let the juices of virility engage in your throat, speaking, nay screaming from the mountain tops  that you are alive!

Allowing the feeling to move to the mind of the dancer in you that arches the back, portraying openness, picturing it in your mind the values of a thousand word and feel them, bathe in them and embracing them while making them yours is worth a million.

As the pressure of the body can not contain the force of the dance the Light erupts from your crown where those standing closets to wish and wonder in awe the source of your happiness ...

... And it all started one hot evening, with a small shower of summer rain.

What is the Truth ?

Read the heading again.
And again.

Not the Truth about this that or the other thing, but rather the Truth about everything.

A bit big isn't it ? Well that is exactly our problem. We want to now analyze it, measure it and then break it further down into it's smaller form, until we reach a more daunting task of being faced with enormity, but you know what we figured out a small part of it. It's like when we started looking at matter through the microscope, we enhanced and enhanced the image, expecting more matter or rather a clearer understanding of matter and what did we find ? Space.

Look up to the heavens, what do you see ? Space, right ? So if we look into the vastness of space, is there any truth embedded in it ? Where is the truth, the first thing we ought to do is look in the right place, surely that is the right start.
Good old Mother Earth, sure we would find the Truth with her, but yet we have not even adhere to her calls of whisper, so how would we understand if the Truth is there or not. So where ?

We started out with the question ":What" and now we moved to a question "Where". But yet the amount of other questions generated in response to our initial ones, is far to vast and too many to even tally up. But if we approach it from a "Why" perspective, is that the more acceptable place to start ? Why find the Truth? Why is the Truth important ? Why is the Truth important to Me ? Or for Me ? Why am I even wasting my time with this nonsense search ?

In the same manner, we can ask "How" is the Truth relevant? How can I benefit from the Truth ? How can I become more rich, famous, powerful, etc, etc. And yet the silent calls of the wind is still not heard from out the black midsts of the night.

We are asking the wrong questions, hell maybe we shouldn't even be asking questions. The problem with questions, in our framework or parameters is that one party will be right and the other one wrong. Isn't that the fundamental essence of difference in politics and religion ?

How to be in the Mystery and not in the Know, isn't that how we solve the Truth ?