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My Journey, Our Journey-

I must succumb,

All this faffing about with words

Has made me numb

Once fear caused me to believe

This journey ends in death.

If that were true

What we think, feel, or do would have no meaning;

We would disintegrate

Like the ghost of a moth in a

Sticky web.

I allow the eyelids to flutter

Rhythmic breath, follows me

Into the golden internal light.

Like that vibration,

You, too are

Unending.

Now we travel onward into the journey of the journey of the journey of light

We look back in agreement with

Thought

Feeling

Action

Tendrils of implicate order

Tease the reveal  of human thought,

Word, or deed

as each neural path advances toward coherence.

Feel the beat of your heart

as all

hearts beat.

If you have looked on pain and suffering with indifference,

You have felt out of alignment

With All that Is.

Do not worry, or resist

Universal assistance was held in stasis.

Until once again, your journey begins to unfold.

Let us see each thought, feeling, and action

As flowers in a field

Nodding and waving in agreement with the winds of time.

No longer indifferent to others,

We are all flowers in a field, vibrant colors in vital agreement

That this is our Time

This is our Now

We unfold into the life we choose.

As we transcend pain and suffering,

Others

Find what they need

To be who they are. 

Focus not on ancient violence

Instead,

Feel gentle in the bodymind

Recognize the signs of the sacred within

And all around us.

Give thanks, internally, for every joy.

Do not let great sadness pass without calling into your interior for the joy that is held there.

Do not imagine that you are alone in your home, in your village, in your city, on the Earth, or among the infinite worlds.

Know you are not enchained to this time and this space.

In time of transition,

The loneliness is not eternal,

But the flicker of a flame.

Today, ask yourself, “Who am I?” and listen for the answer.