For some it is about a struggle to gain power To be able to do this or that. And in that struggle comes the pride I can do this and I can do that ........ But as well comes the little gnawing fear That others might make of it but little And be able to do so much more. And always the temptation is to push Into the world of look at me ....... see what I can do. Alone and sometimes lonely Yet quelling that with the inner Connections Stand those of the true Power ...... the power to Be. To Be that which I Am. Nothing more no trumpet calls ...... But naught less either. For that I am goes back to the Source And the One mantled as Creator Becomes the All with all that that entails; The ability to do all But not to be lost in the illusion of the doing. Not to succumb to the siren song Of identifying oneself with any power or ability, But with the Being standing forth ...... The Being ...... O so much More . For the Being is One with the All And when we try to give it a name The closest we can come is Love. But what a love ....... So much more than mere mortals might speak of For it takes us far Beyond Into the realm of the gods And not being lost in the Maya We find our purpose in being that which we Are And stand true to Self And Be So paltry the words ........ So wonderful the Union ....... For when the All and the One Combine We Become Whole ....... And words fail. "And 'LOVE' was all he could say" Namaste (my Spirit Bows to your Spirit)
Whither goest thou O my soul Looking down the PathWays Walked Lessons Learned and yet so much more still left Ever to the Abyss are you drawn For naught here can capture near as well Knowing the awesome rapture of pure vulnerability That Comes from taking that further step outward Where there be no firmness but the Knowing That whatever will be ....t'is well And Change be ever with us And we Can adapt amidst the many Opportunities To Grow on yet further into the Beyond
Deep in the humility of Knowing that I Know not Open to the prospect of learning what I may Hoping that I may discern truly and not assume Casting expectations aside...into the Abyss I leap When one jumps from the Known into what is not now known All possibilities inherent are , including that of pain & death Only with the cloak of Truth and openness, true vulnerability, Ready to find whatever may Be Can one survive and flourish And so we go forth Mystics, Seekers, Wise Ones, Shamans and many named others held in high esteem; not by those of worldly bent But with those whose vision be ever drawn anon to Spirit. And so we go forth to learn the More To grow into the Beyond Ever accepting the Change of Being it does bring For no longer are we who and what we once were. Change has worked it's wonders And we ... all we can say is... we are Now Here For This Now Becomes all that was and will be And limits never were but what was thought; accepting Change and assuming not Expectations swept aside .... we find we Are And never more shall that be the same For Existence to be must Change embrace And we Are One with All
In truth the only responsibility we CAN take is for ourSelfs. And the only way to Know what that means - is to learn to Be Still enough to Listen to the Higher Self. Each IS in Connection..... we but try to find excuses to maintain the program of ignorance that alas was our birthrite passage into this particular realm....whose vibrations it IS ours to Change. Blessings And Yee Hah y'all - what an adventure - Be True to your Self Be Whole Blessings and Love Namaste
The wind which was howling at our door took a small break and then redoubled it's efforts to break through to us But we would not listen the earth trembled underneath our feet and shuddered in her efforts to open new doors of understandings as the earth opened herself up to us we did not notice Fire burst from the bowels of the earth and cast ashes into the sky we refused to see Water rose up from old beds and pounded far up from the old seashores and we put up dikes ,,,, that failed - but still would not comprehend And Spirit came knocking - but found few to open their doors for we had forgotten O my people you cast yourself out to the lands that were of old called hell ... which ever was and is but a state of mind.. for the times of change are on us and you will not But to those that do open their doors and open yet wider to love and to the change - A new world comes and ye shall be Blessed
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