Here is consciousness, in the palm of ones hands, the individuals enlightening process, she holds the seed of life in the garden of the black receptive heavens. The Mayan Moon with the Face of Life on it being held out like a flashlight to the Truth. The suns brilliance blinds us to this, we need an opening and it is the moon that makes that nesting place that fertile ground for the suns thoughts to sow. I remember my father waking all of us seven siblings up at midnight and taking us outside onto the black grass. He then said now look up everyone. And suddenly I was not just a number among the many, as the truth flooded into me, an individual experience, birthed a divinity. I remember that moment when the whole heavens could fit into this small little body. That I am boundless, a limitless soul. That also, we are endless capacitors of the divine quality of God of this moment. It is the same moment at all times. This wonder of this magnificent mystery to open our eyes. Expression in a form but the process should not define us, for it is just the method to this quality of this moment together with the divine consciousness, self realized. My individual self, the seed, is forever connected to this great whole. The Moon weaves her way across every corner of the sky reminding me that consciousness is in a form but forever also free. The sun is stagnant and still yet the giver of the spark of life. The Indians say humans came from the Cornstalk. We are these electrical capacitors bringing heaven to earth, symbolized by this Mayan God, with snakes as the primal energy electrical current through her body to the eagle soaring free. Light as a feather this truth of our eternal freedom when we see the divine in all things, like the sacred light of a rain shower, the moons gravitation pulls, the tides and the seasons of our joys and our sorrows. From the dark shadows the moon brings forth our blindness back into the surface light of the sun, where we now have a deeper understanding , more capacity to hold more light and love than before. That is why I am having Nettle Meadow Honey Lavender Goat Cheese for breakfast this morning, to taste this wonderful magnificence of life and living ! I hope everyone will open to their creative way and find their great passions. No matter what I experience, I always have to remember my path is not the steps I am taking but the moment I am taking them in, I hope in the same loving way of the soft moons nurturing light upon me.
Posted on: Sun, 15 Sep 2013 10:46:25 +0000