What does writing find within yourself?
What does mark making explore within the void?
How does the mystery stay the mystery and yet be know to you?
How does one embody healing frequencies in your words, work, and walk in the world?
In a world enshrined to the worship of the mind, how does one give oneself permission to create their blueprint to the soul? One’s own red book as Karl Jung had?
To actively record the symbols and mythology of ones own life is to go on a research mission. Looking for clues in the unknown. Stumbling on a remembering of Sekhmet the lion beings that guarded the king and queen’s chambers of Egypt. An ancient ancestor living within, calling from the unconsciousness of drum circle singing words that have no language or verbal meaning. Baha is a lion being living in the 9th dimension, this guide of mine, has no duality for this realm has no place for opposites even in male or female. This guide uses sound within the meaning of vibration, and synchronicity of energy grids to communicate. Can you hear spring calling you forth into a active stillness as the trees leaf out in the color or tree-frog green in soft, vibrant X-ray light that penetrates your crystalline gird activating this remembering?
How can nature be so active in such stillness?
Its a reminder of the multitude of activities that go on inside of a spring live oak, re-leafing each pod of pollen dropping its yellow dust, coating all surface as the pods float and spiral to the ground.
Seeing the busyness of the blue birds as they land and check out the housing, male entering into one box female in another, busy, present, communicating, flowing, wide and narrow creating life. Open to all possibilities.
As Thomas Moore States “by focusing on a single value we close ourselves off to many other possibilities” So nature is open to all possibilities not worshiping the single mind but tapped into a collective, connected mind.
See if you can follow your collective mind into your 6th or 7th sense, intuition a way out of linear mind. Keeping your red book alive, a symbol of curves, a circle with a dot in the center, chakana’s laid out within a circle within a square. Cosmology layered on top of cosmology. Months, seasons, moons, your very own red book of knowledge.
The collective mind is dreaming, if you know not what your unconscious is speaking you are a large part asleep.
Weaving 9th dimension into 4th dimension means you might have to become conscious to what is unconscious.
Baha speaks through symbol, laughter and unbounded joy...the unbridled kind....the care not...without filters kind of joy. The mask removed, naked, shaking kind of joy.
A tree in full spring bud is expressing this joy as the wind carries the spiral used up pollen pods to the earth.
The sun is expressing this joy as the full spectrum of light expressed as a rainbow spectrum shows us form.
Even the moon in her reflecting, her waxing and waining expresses a full 9th dimensional experience of open naked joy.
Sometimes I can sit still long enough for this to happen, expressing through, the spoken word, the shape and movement of clay, or listening to spirals of oak pollen bods landing.
Other times I spiral in my mind in a prison of 3D, a place time can’t penetrate. No mystery or nature, just the brain running circles, playing hide and seek from its red book of knowing.
My Prayer for you and the me in you is: We all take the time needed to exit the mind trap. That we feel the feelings of the 3D duality and make the priority our intuition that fine filament of gold thread thats waking us up out of our waking dream into our pure, true essence. I pray that we all remember our soul myth of knowing, our red book.
What does mark making explore within the void?
How does the mystery stay the mystery and yet be know to you?
How does one embody healing frequencies in your words, work, and walk in the world?
In a world enshrined to the worship of the mind, how does one give oneself permission to create their blueprint to the soul? One’s own red book as Karl Jung had?
To actively record the symbols and mythology of ones own life is to go on a research mission. Looking for clues in the unknown. Stumbling on a remembering of Sekhmet the lion beings that guarded the king and queen’s chambers of Egypt. An ancient ancestor living within, calling from the unconsciousness of drum circle singing words that have no language or verbal meaning. Baha is a lion being living in the 9th dimension, this guide of mine, has no duality for this realm has no place for opposites even in male or female. This guide uses sound within the meaning of vibration, and synchronicity of energy grids to communicate. Can you hear spring calling you forth into a active stillness as the trees leaf out in the color or tree-frog green in soft, vibrant X-ray light that penetrates your crystalline gird activating this remembering?
How can nature be so active in such stillness?
Its a reminder of the multitude of activities that go on inside of a spring live oak, re-leafing each pod of pollen dropping its yellow dust, coating all surface as the pods float and spiral to the ground.
Seeing the busyness of the blue birds as they land and check out the housing, male entering into one box female in another, busy, present, communicating, flowing, wide and narrow creating life. Open to all possibilities.
As Thomas Moore States “by focusing on a single value we close ourselves off to many other possibilities” So nature is open to all possibilities not worshiping the single mind but tapped into a collective, connected mind.
See if you can follow your collective mind into your 6th or 7th sense, intuition a way out of linear mind. Keeping your red book alive, a symbol of curves, a circle with a dot in the center, chakana’s laid out within a circle within a square. Cosmology layered on top of cosmology. Months, seasons, moons, your very own red book of knowledge.
The collective mind is dreaming, if you know not what your unconscious is speaking you are a large part asleep.
Weaving 9th dimension into 4th dimension means you might have to become conscious to what is unconscious.
Baha speaks through symbol, laughter and unbounded joy...the unbridled kind....the care not...without filters kind of joy. The mask removed, naked, shaking kind of joy.
A tree in full spring bud is expressing this joy as the wind carries the spiral used up pollen pods to the earth.
The sun is expressing this joy as the full spectrum of light expressed as a rainbow spectrum shows us form.
Even the moon in her reflecting, her waxing and waining expresses a full 9th dimensional experience of open naked joy.
Sometimes I can sit still long enough for this to happen, expressing through, the spoken word, the shape and movement of clay, or listening to spirals of oak pollen bods landing.
Other times I spiral in my mind in a prison of 3D, a place time can’t penetrate. No mystery or nature, just the brain running circles, playing hide and seek from its red book of knowing.
My Prayer for you and the me in you is: We all take the time needed to exit the mind trap. That we feel the feelings of the 3D duality and make the priority our intuition that fine filament of gold thread thats waking us up out of our waking dream into our pure, true essence. I pray that we all remember our soul myth of knowing, our red book.
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