When the Sea is Still
“Misery is easy. Happiness you have to work at.” -Ondine.
“Life is presenting everything to you, and if you feel love for it, you are bringing the same thing to you.”- Rhonda Byrne
Funny, there will be certain days when I feel very comforted by Wal Mart, it’s unchanging aura, usually not very motivated staff, rollback price signs,…I could chalk this up as the modern day kind of illness that nurses our ignorance; the ‘lost soul’ illness. It is just like the feeling that a doctor will cure all of your health problems and every day worries. The “American Dream” thickens like a cream through that “lost soul” illness. Now that is a squawk of a rant.
Do you allow your primitive, animalistic self as do you allow your celestially calm self. Do you allow either? by all, that is a balance of human life: one of the sanest Yin Yang dance/circle.
What they say you are is fake ass hope.
Spill your glass on purpose and free what you contain so you can see what you hold like a bird on your finger. let it fly and roam so it can return to you and remind you of what you dream about. Only you can say who you are and the ticket to that truth is a spotless gut feeling. you can call that forgiveness. Freedom of forgiveness. thats the big deal about forgiveness. it frees you, it frees you much more than what you forgive. the way to truth is within. no factory can manufacture forgiveness. forgiveness is always new, always handcrafted to unique measures each and every time. thats why christians emphasize the essence of accepting Jesus as the savior. its like accepting forgiveness as a way of life. I am not talking about accepting the spouse or somebody who knocks you in the head or tell you what an awful person you are. I am talking about the art of letting go, so, the flow of eternal love can enter your temple and become a worthy gear to your engine of being; temple being you, your existence however you understand it.
Consciousness is however big you allow it to become. So, it expands and shrinks in proportion to the rhythm of your thoughts.
Oh, yes, paradise is in my head. I just need to find it in my head. You can do the same. Paradise on Earth is dealing with a veil..accepting the fragmental self the human flesh is, seeing through it….understanding the function of the human flesh. More or less, living with a veil is human business. You can look at it like not having the answers to a test you are taking.
Stephanie Gasco hugs the tree in front of her home often to be reminded of the mentally illegible truth.