“Everything takes time. Bees have to move very fast to stay still.” ― David Foster Wallace
Insight …..locating that which we already are..what already is…
It is not an opinion…nor a belief…its part of the inner senses of Soul….
Recognizing such, ones focus shifts..to BEING…
No matter what is going on in an outer world stage…the insight will show you what you are willing to experience…
We master our stillness and silence…to strengthen ourselves to this insight….to be attuned to our energy output….to observe our creations….and BE that…until it no longer feeds the Soul….and in this practice….we locate our true nature….we become sensitive to the energy we emit….and attract…we witness the realm we have chosen to wander in….we recognize the sound of our desire….
Each one of us, are shaped by the truth of our natures…..
“As we walk down the steps to the unchartered rims of our life, we may become aware of unsuspected beacons we have ignored thus far, discover unsolved enigmas of our identity and so get insight into the undisclosed intricacies of our shared environment. ( “Only silence remained” )” ― Erik Pevernagie
When it happens… we are at that perfect pitch of Spirit….
When the deep knowing way and the deep wisdom way is connected…..we know we are walking through the portal of a mystery we have already created…to enter…
It happens as we come into the eventide of our past..of a life we now have seen so deeply…..it has disappeared off our pages of time….with its’ treasures …..all spent
The future we spoke into becoming…yesterday……in a blink of an eye…..transports into a change we have no definition of….
This is the threshold between another day…..and another world…
In that threshold..the world let go ….when we dared not to….
The future..is closer than the reflection reveals…
A portal is a transitionary device of sight or sound that functions as a sort of third gravitating body between the this and the that, pulling us toward itself, allowing us to bridge into the unknown from the known.
“We enter solitude, in which also we lose loneliness… True solitude is found in the wild places, where one is without human obligation. One’s inner voices become audible. One feels the attraction of one’s most intimate sources. In consequence, one responds more clearly to other lives. The more coherent one becomes within oneself as a creature, the more fully one enters into the communion of all creatures.” ― Wendell Berry
What does the world look like…after you change it?
Acknowledging the whispers from your inner self……you are left no choice but to have it reflected externally for all to see…..
there are unnamable realities behind the protective illusions of common vision….we are in cosmic relationship to these changes we are orchestrating…..
Look inward….learn from your Heart…..
slow down…and listen……
the Light within you…whispers….the way…..
“Aren’t you grateful for a gentle God? The Almighty could intimidate us with His outside voice, but He woos us with a whisper. And His whisper is the breath of life.” ― Mark Batterson, Whisper: How to Hear the Voice of God
“It is idle to say there is no such garden. Everyone recognizes the same nostalgia… Paradise is neither a moment nor a place; it is a condition. So when the lover calls to his or her beloved to come into the garden, it is, in the final implication, a summons to overcome to human condition.” ― Richard Cavendish, The Tarot
Has the truth really set us free…..
has it just left us naked …..to begin again….
Paradise..is another name for the only place one belongs….it’s where the Soul fits well…
No roads lead to it…..and only you know the way there….
“Paradise is not some kind of enchanted land filled with flowers and music. It is not some kind of spiritual Disneyland. Paradise is our primordial pure consciousness, which is free of all limitations but embodies the infinity of the divine.” ― Anam Thubten, No Self No Problem: Awakening to Our True Nature
“The time we need in order to heal our wounds and finally manifest our deepest dreams is only as long as the gap between two thoughts. These are thoughts in polarity, such as separation and unity, conflict and peace, misery and joy, hate and love, etc. Since as human beings we are all capable of experiencing both thoughts, the only skill we need to develop involves mastering the GAP.” ― Franco Santoro
The gaps in our life is where, no matter how ugly …we stand there…. we feel our Self there…and look…we take no steps…even though…..the instinct is to pull out of that moment and hurry on to something new….desperate to occupy something we will win at…..or at least bluff our way there…
It is in the gap..we can recognize the quality of our interpretations…..it is where we are born again…
Do not rush to fill in these gaps… there is beauty within the gap of silence….. and acceptance within the gap of good-bye….
Someone said, bridges appear, when we move from the gap..
I believe..its in the gap..that we build those bridges….
“You become excellent when you fly at a level that creates a wide gap between where you were before and where you are now. Fly like the eagle; the eagle flies as if it never remembered it was once an egg!” ― Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes
“And in fact the only way I can deal with this eerie situation at all is to make a conscious decision that I have already lived and finished the life I planned to live – and everything from now on will be A New Life, a different thing, a gig that ends tonight and starts tomorrow morning.” ― Hunter S. Thompson, The Great Shark Hunt: Strange Tales from a Strange Time
New has no compass…yet we can “feel” the finished line we just crossed….
when we step from the timeline that awakened us….the pages in the book we carried are dogeared and torn and stained with tears….there are no stories left on the pages..we have worn them completely away…there are no stair steps within them..that anyone else can traverse..and get anywhere with….
we know nothing here…in the gloaming…and that’s a fine place to be in this condition…
*traversing this path through all these planet bodies dancing in all directions….picking their partners and placements exactly on time….has been difficult at best….a horrible relief…. indeed……
the feathers are still dryin… *
“Since when,” he asked, “Are the first line and last line of any poem… where the poem begins and ends?” ― Seamus Heaney