A Glimmer of the Inner Lake
There are moments life leaves one a vivid trail of reminders that divinity is truly a part of life.
Taking a hearty glimpse into your past can be just as exhilarating as it is to take a leap into your future, a moment’s or an eternity’s worth. It all is a spin of what we know as time. Time is but a very transparent mystery. It dances through all the moments of our lives as we tread through all the seasons and climates no matter how literal or metaphoric they have been, are, and shall be. So, can you explain time? If we cannot explain time, how can we promise the Mother of science other than bow to the humble power of Mother Earth. Since we as ones of wombs cannot be born without a mother and a father, there has to be a father that joined in creation with Mother Earth. This is as plain as a cooked noodle, no sauce.
Let breath start through the nose. Take it all the way to the stomach without strain. Let it out like the gentlest breeze.
Truly and really, how does one get away from it all?
Ironic, oh, yes.
My frilly woes are unimportant but they haunt me.
“Mom, what would happen if we all were the same?” Chisos calmly asked out of blue. “Well,…if we were all the same, it would be confusing.” “okay, what about if we all were not different?” I chuckle, “The good news here is that you are definitely my son.”
People you encounter in your life are like layers of your consciousness. Relating to them can be like bartering for priceless soul development with a mind full of copper and dollars. Somehow, it works. We learn along the paths we were dropped off at birth. No matter how evolved one may be in the present lifetime, there is always mystery. If there might be a present explanation at this given minute, it may have to do with the societal conscious mind and how far away it can take one from the stillness of Being. Call it confusion. Call it experience. Call it survival of soulhood. Either way, we are all in on this together. We can choose to act like it or not.
Stephanie Gasco is a constant frequency aiming for a plateau into the stars.