The Way Leaves Flower

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“Autumn leaves don’t fall, they fly. They take their time and wander on this their only chance to soar.” Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

Time does not heal…It is letting go….of time…..that heals

Autumn is the season that teaches us this mastery…..

it is here, in Autumn…where we enter our quietude…. In a natural way….as if activated like a bloomed flower…at the end of its beginnings…

The sound of Autumn… is nature breathing out…with its last beauty….

Autumn is the space God gives us…to gently come into balance…with all we have become….and all we have let go…..

“Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile.”
― John Howard Bryant

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Extraordinary Grace…

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“There’s truths you have to grow into.”
― H.G. Wells

Breathe……

even thorns bloom…..

While addressing that which is going on within …..for that’s all that is truly going on….be mellow with that which you place focus on….be gentle dear traveler….when finding freedom from what could have been…

No words or movements needed or required……are ever hurried….

“Love is holy because it is like grace–the worthiness of its object is never really what matters.”
― Marilynne Robinson, Gilead

Beyond Skin

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RUMI | “My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.”

Nothing outside of Self..taught Abram…. or presented an “opinion” to Abram….about God…….

He experienced His Heart…

He listened to the stirring beyond his skin….. moved by Holy Spirit……He followed….

Do not let form block you from your power….to be available to God….in all moments

Let the reality of Gods nearness…… turn you on….. inside out…..

This is the power of your true nature…..your true identity….

I AM that I AM…always in His likeness… created by His Love….

“Abram had no Bible, no church, no religious conviction,

No Bible teacher, no evangelist,

No Bible school…

Abram was a man who met God” A.W. TOZER

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Hunger of The Soul

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If I cried out, who would hear me up there, among the angelic orders? Rainer Maria Rilke

We reach for words to speak in a voice that is both intimate and majestic on the mysteries of human life and our attempt….. to translate the angels language…..

to use our self-consciousness to some advantage…. to transcend…. through our art and the imagination…. our self-deception and our fear.

There is no gentle here, but oh how it longs to be tender, and oh how it yearns to be soft.

“My library is an archive of longings.” 
― Susan Sontag, 
As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh

Path Well Lit

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“The mind can go in a thousand directions, but on this beautiful path, I walk in peace. With each step, the wind blows. With each step, a flower blooms.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh

God fills our hearts and captures our minds with His Light..

Being conscious of the Self is a mind mending process….

The mind has a powerful way of attracting things that are in harmony with it…no matter at what elevation your mind wanders…

Remember..you are recovering from illusion…..

Fill the air with love and breathe deeply in….

Make a choice…change a future…..

“Seeking higher ground is not a destination, but an elevation. Wings up, eyes shut open.”
― T.F. Hodge, From Within I Rise

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Far Side of Blooming

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“None of us is promised an easy life. There is nothing we can do to keep ourselves immune to trials, and we cannot eradicate painful feelings in our lives.
But even the most difficult seasons are not absent of God’s love. And this love changes us. This is what I want to tell you: on the far side of pain we don’t prefer, we find transformation we wouldn’t trade.”
― Nicole Zasowski, 
From Lost to Found:

Seems we have always been next door to Heaven…..

Like a glimpse in the peripheral vision…..the feeling is ever so quick, yet runs so deep in the marrow… you feel the wind of its calling….its moment…and you touch that glimpse all day long and each time..the heart expands and the anticipation in the Spirit vibrates….

We watch as clouds shape shift and break out into beautiful colors of our imaginations…..

we squint to squeeze a bit more time into the sensation….

At that very moment…gateways are opening…bridges crossed, vanish…and the most splendid horrible relief comes over you….

Breathe deep dear travelers…we are stepping into a new life…and as that might sound so beautiful and full of anticipated happiness…

Realize……Remember…..

.…awakening was a horrible relief…and courage came….while we dared to bloom through it all….

All flowers, in time…bend toward the Sun…….

“It is said there are flowers that bloom only once in a hundred years. Why should there not be some that bloom once in a thousand, in ten thousand years? Perhaps we never know about them simply because this “once in a thousand years” has come today.”
― Zamyatin, We

Thirst

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“Let’s squeeze the cloud of thoughts and drink the water of wisdom to quench the thirst of enlightenment. Come, let’s meditate.”
― Sw. Chidananda Tirtha

One listens for echoes….while shedding skin …

the Light expands…

wings become luminous….

This unlearning…..creates a thirst..

What is forged into the memory…

tucks itself into the bone….

How much of ME…is my own…

“When there is thirst for hope, the light has no choice but to shine”

Angie Welland Crosby

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Chosen

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“Happiness can’t be made; it’s been around since forever… just freely waiting to be chosen.”
― T.F. Hodge, 
From Within I Rise:

The sweet Soul of Light….

Widens the gap…

To a past with no map….

A heart cannot break itself….

It is the eternal part of the awakening process…

to reflect the Self…..back to its true nature….

A dream cannot wake itself….

life is full of precious…..fragile things….. 

the sun follows the moon and makes days…..

the world turns….

Time does not waste itself…

“God is gathering a small number of chosen people who will live at the edge of one time shifting to another time. These are the people who will make history”
― Sunday Adelaja

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“We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.”
― anaïs nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 7: 1966-1974

The journey for some….is a constant craving…

The word homesteading…is for some…a long winding road…with exits that promise comfort with a view

Is it dreaming awake a journey…

Or..

Is it the song of another’s soul…calling out for company….

All roads lead to a departure…..from something or someone…..

Grief goes a million miles….without a rest stop…….

“The seeker embarks on a journey to find what he wants and discovers, along the way, what he needs.”
― Wally Lamb, The Hour I First Believed

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Passages

“I can’t explain it. It’s what turns you to powder, being ground between what you can’t do and what you must do. You just turn to dust.”
― 
James Salter, Light Years

A handful of dust…..from the line drawn in the sand….

is thrown into the grave…

we then…

walk away…

One need not stand on that line…..to know it was drawn..

It is felt into the eternal rhythm of Soul…

Beyond that line in the sand..is a passage..

As one comes into an ending..there is…many times…..

a great pause….a deep breath…..

where time feels empty….and turns to dust….as we let go of needing a new beginning…

we learn deeply here…the art in being restored….

“There is no easy way from the earth to the stars”
― 
Seneca

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