Wednesday, January 22, 2014

The 91st

For He will give His angels charge of you
To guard you in all your ways
To bear you up less you dash your foot against a stone

In times of doubt or trouble, marshal your resources. It really doesn't matter what mental construct they take. Some are comfortable putting themselves in the "white light." Others use spells or incantations. Often a mentor, guru, or saint is petitioned. It makes little difference. Utilize what resonates with you. Slow and deepen your breath. Then, let what happens happen.

The bottom line is you can handle it. And, if you're a repeat visitor, you may even be able to put it in the context of a gift. Or not...it doesn't matter. The time will come when you can. Know this though, your limitations are self-imposed. The Universe wants, needs, and is desirous for you to become an adept, masterfully ingenious in your ability to transform trouble to tranquility. Let it be so.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1SiylvmFI_8

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Godspen

    Prelude--A Hole for a Soul

The Devil laughed you simple twit
Nothing more than the Creators shit
Hear, at last, the dominant theme
You're never to have your cherished dream

...but that Devil wasn't finished yet
He clamored there was still a debt
And so the fiend sent a mighty blow
That tore asunder my very soul

The demon cried, "you have no dream!"
But the man had found another stream
That nothing could obstruct nor bar
Who's portal was the Piscean star

      The Fiction of Affliction

A thought, a theme, a precious glimmer
Amid the madness began to shimmer
Then the Source revealed It's presence
Began to share It's holy essence

A moment before his mind could snap
The Creator's love revealed the trap
The man was shown another course
A way to handle demonic force...

"What credit do you give this thing?
Who's voice is it that truly sings?
Submit, surrender, and just let go
Don't resist what I make flow

Your demon is a paradox
It makes you hare while it plays fox
Convinces black when you see white
Ignores the love and longs to fight

Says me, my needs, and all my way
Don't give a damn about their say
It's me, it's mine, I've got to have it
Tramples all in greed to grab it

Step back my child and take a look
An obvious worm on a rusty hook
Your ego's "I" at all expense
Erects the most constricting fence

Yet ever you would run and hide
To seek assurances in your pride
Excluding this, condemning that
While all the while promoting Pat

Your way, your say, is not My will
Not just your heart that I would fill
Let go, let Me, accept the chance
That all is divine in the cosmic dance."

~WPG

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Fullfillment

The only way you can ever have enough is to realize you are enough.

~Jonathan Kolber

Monday, January 13, 2014

A Child Shall Lead Them

"Brother" was posted January 3rd. In that post, I suggested that men could nurture-promote-protect those who come into their world (province). I have always found it beneficial to provide examples of what is meant. To that end, please watch...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DNvOcK6UsIc

You see? In addition, there is an implied rebuke by those young men towards those that had bullied. Gently done but unmistakable, the message "we stand with him, why don't you?" resonates loudly.

Go and do likewise.

Saturday, January 11, 2014

Total Recall

Try to remember. You are a vortex of fluidic light that has temporarily taken on the form of a human being, suffering amnesia about your true origins. And why did you do that? Because it was the best way to forge the identity that would make you such an elemental force in our 14-billion-year campaign to bring heaven all the way down to earth.

You're an immortal freedom fighter who longs to liberate all sentient creatures from their suffering. You're a fun-loving messiah who devoutly wants to help all of your fellow messiahs claim the ecstatic awareness that is their birthright.

I'm not speaking metaphorically here. You are a mutant deity in disguise--not a Buddha or a Christ exactly, but of same lineage and conjured from the same fire. You have been around since the beginning of time and will be here after the end. Every day and in every way, you are getting better at playing the preposterously amusing master game we all dreamed up together before the Big Bang bloomed.

~Rob Brezsny Pronoia

(ever so slightly redacted)

Monday, January 6, 2014

Line in the Sand

"At some point you realize that you have done too much for someone or something, that the only next possible step to do is stop. Leave them alone. Walk away. It's not like you are giving up, and it's not like you shouldn't try. It's just that you have to draw the line of determination from desperation. What is truly yours would eventually be yours, and what is not, no matter how hard you try, will never be."

~Nida Maham