RHYTHM OF LIFE

double-sunsetTime, what a strange little word it is, it is often written connected to other words that denote a particular time –  day, night or event –  breakfast, tea, it is as if adding  “time” to the event it, somehow, anchors that moment down, defines the use of the moment, solely, to that event. Some think by not adding the extra definitive time would, somehow, be lost, just slip by through inattention and no-one wants to lose time, time is far too precious and the fear of not having enough can drive some into true panic. Time, to us, is merely a concept, we have no need to acknowledge it but we understand time is essential to Earth life but essential does not equal crucial. Modern man has the ability to define time down to the millisecond, now not even the tiniest amount of time can escape the notice of man. Ancient man, of course, had no such technology, their form of time keeping was more resourceful and innovative, using the natural world around them. The loss of what you would understand to be five or ten minutes would be as nothing to them, their schedules would have been much more flexible. Sunrise meant when one could see and sunset meant when one could not, no numbers to check, just nature to observe and their plans laid accordingly. Not many of you could imagine living that way now, every action you take in any normal day is regulated by the numbers on your watch and being able to see or not is no restriction, one simply flicks on a light. Nature cannot, in all situations, control your doings – what a pity. The Earths natural rhythmic cycle is much more suited to mankind and all things living than the cold, mechanical ticking of a clock. Could you imagine expecting a flower to bloom to coincide with a particular time on a clock just because that is when you have time to view it? No, that will happen in it’s own time, natures time. You all have responsibilities and needs that must be met and a well structured day is the best way to achieve this but, we ask, that when you are able, you pause to observe a sunrise or sunset, breathe in the glory of Mother Nature and witness the moving perfection of time unanchored by man. Behold the beauty of life’s true time keeper and fear not the loss of time, beloved children, know that all time is held safe within the rhythm of life and all that you wish to see bloom will do so when it’s time is right.

Namaste

27/05/2018

BEES

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Tension , when allowed to build unchecked within the body and mind, begins to create an invisible shield, a shield that does not protect but rather blocks one’s own energy from flowing out, creating a frenetic but contained field of negativity. The very air, between body and shield, hums and vibrates as if a swarm of angry bees were trapped there. Social training has aided in the automatic and unconscious creation of this shield. Most humans, from an early age, are taught to not burden others with their worries, to keep it to themselves, believing this to be a road to maturity and strength. ‘Tis true tension is best dealt with from within one’s own mind first but when the shield has been present for over long, the afflicted begin to believe the unwelcoming air before them, is flowing to them from an outside source and with their own energies constantly bouncing back towards them they are unable to truly discern the energies of others, they block and they are blocked, leaving them disconnected. Strangely, the way to clear the air and thus dissolve the shield is, not simply, to release tension but to connect. Mmm, but how can one connect when the shield is before them? Well, you reach out, not with your hand or mind but with your compassion, for, all shields are visible, if, viewed by the eyes of compassion and can easily be broken down by the hand of friendship preforming a gesture of kindness. Look around you with eyes full of compassion, beloved children, see that you all carry these shields, know they can be dissolved with love and kinship, give what you are able and in so doing release yourself and others from the droning of the bees.

Namaste

15/05/2018

OPEN ARMS

angel-574647_1280.jpgSometimes, when one has struggled with life for a long time, the struggle becomes the life. Every day becomes a race against the clock, becomes a blur of activity, mostly spent, trying to please others and “ keep it together “. It can be thought by those locked into this way of life, that if, they just keep trying, keep forcing their influence on situations, those situations must surely improve. They come to believe their will is the magic ingredient for change to occur, this is only partly true. Your will, of course, has influence and worth but to believe that this is the only energy at play creates a very narrow understanding of life. The resources and information available to you, in this time, are limitless, so much so, the very diversity of choice can leave one stunned into inaction, unable to discern which avenue would be of help. The bare truth of this is that while some help or relief may be achieved through mundane resources outside of yourself, the best way to attain resolution to struggle is to not reach, to not search for answers but to let go and allow. The phrase “ letting go “is, often, to the human mind, equated with the phrase “ giving up “ and thus seen, in some way, to be negative and indicative of weakness. We cannot stress enough how very untrue this is. Letting go is one of the bravest actions and shows great strength, while, giving up, at core, means presenting upwards to something higher than yourself, something you know, at heart, will gladly receive it. A life lived well is a full and active life, a minimal amount of struggle to achieve this is acceptable, even, unavoidable. ‘Tis true a little adversity builds spirit but when the little grows into much do not hesitate to give up/present up, for, we will gladly take that which confounds you, lighten it with love and peace to return to you less burdensome. Let go, beloved children, present up to us, for, we await with arms wide open.

Namaste

09/05/2018

MASTERPIECE

painting-2790477_1920.jpgEach and every one of you is a work of art. Some see themselves as a Picasso, with all their pieces in an unacceptable jumble. Some see themselves a bit Rubenesque, slightly larger than commonly condoned. Whichever style you perceive yourself to be, you are still, art. You are creative mastery. Most of you view yourself by means of a mirror, the reflected image is the image you believe to be what other people see of you. What else could they see, an image is truth – isn’t it? Mmm, well, yes and no, that image you perceive in the mirror has filters applied to it by your psyche. The image others see of you has filters applied by their own psyche, so, how do either of you know what you truly look like? If these filters could, somehow, be removed a clearer, truer image may be achieved but how can that be done until these filters can be acknowledged and understood? Have you ever wondered what those born sightless believe of themselves, what image they have of themselves? With what or with whom could they compare themselves to form a mental image? Their sense of touch could convey information about their bodies and faces and, if allowed to explore, information about the bodies and faces of others, thus creating some point of reference for comparison but, strangely, even without sight, filters would be applied. There would, still, be an attitude of “ well, there is you and you are that and there is me and I am this” always the differences come to the fore and are claimed to set each individual apart, leading to judgment, mostly negative judgement in either direction. These judgements/filters are applied in the miniscule gap between sight and mind or touch and mind, a nanosecond of time but enough for lies to be born. So, how is the truth to be found? Well, as always, through the heart. Do not rely on sight or touch to show you what you or others are, see and feel through your heart and theirs, for, no filters apply there. The heart perceives the truth of your art, for, that is what each of you are, a unique and beautiful masterpiece.

Namaste

05/05/2018

THE BEAST

osborne-1802181_19201380870239.jpgGrief is a natural part of human existence and can never be fully eradicated from anyone’s lifetime, for, love cannot exist without grief and grief cannot exist without love. These two emotions are not counter balance to each other nor are they twinned, grief and love each hold basic, integral energies for life on the Earth plane, they are core energies. You know well that you are all love at the core, you know you all came from love and shall return to love, no matter what occurs in between but do you know you also came from grief? The sadness of separation from source was the first emotion ever felt by your being other than love. It lay dormant “til your first breath and will reside within you “til your last. The level of it’s strength and influence in your life is, largely, choice. This may seem harsh, even flippant and we mean no disrespect. Many of you have endured enormous loss and hardship, grieving for your life’s tragedies is understandable but grief, when allowed to run free in one’s life, can become a hungry beast, one that constantly craves sustenance. The beast will constantly refeed on whatever sadness you face in the now, it will gather to it hurts from the past and manifest possible future hurts, all of which, it will gladly chew over and over again, as would, a cow with cud. Very few of you are aware that this occurs and mostly this lack of awareness is caused by the enduring presence of the original grief of separation. As humans you are accustomed to grief from the moment you are born, it’s energy is familiar to you and therefore accepted.  Any other tragedy from birth on, if allowed, will feed and sustain the original until, it grows hugely fat, blocking out any light and overshadowing love. We cannot prevent sadness, we cannot remove all grief from life, we can, only, remind you that you are love at the core and you are loved to the core. Tolerate the beast of grief as best you can, beloved children, acknowledge it’s presence but do not allow it to run free and never allow it to block out the light.

Namaste

03/05 /2018

CONNECTION

contact-2805253_1920583771635.pngLong ago. when the main form of communication was the written word, when the writing of letters the only way to send news afar, writers would employ much thought for every word, with each phrase carefully chosen. By no means, would the author risk the chance of being misunderstood, for, too much energy and time would be wasted. The sending and delivering of letters was an arduous task for all involved. Today, of course, the written word can be sent and received in an instant, no – one needs to be left wanting for news. You, now, have the means to be aware of the doings of family and friends wherever they should be in the world, this can be a blessing and surely better than times of old when the departure of travelers could mean no news of their welfare for months, if at all. Great hope had to be held by those left behind that all would be well. Very few of you now could imagine that situation, now, you can comfort yourself with the knowledge that you can still speak with and even see anyone, no matter the physical distance between you and they, what magic. All this is truly a beneficial and useful branch of growth for humanity but where does this leave the humble letter and its’ thoughtful writer? The written word also holds a type of magic, the physical act of putting pen to paper, forming words first birthed in the brain and heart, releases an energy within the author – one of connective intuition –  knowing what words need to be written and read by the feel of them. None of this can be achieved by the typed or spoken word, for, neither have the same fluid connection to the brain or heart. Heed, we speak of written personal communication, not works of fiction or writings of practical use, they hold an entirely different energy. Ponder, if you can, a situation, in which, you have the means to send news afar but the only writing materials available to you are, a piece of bark, a stick and some charcoal, how very economical would you become with the amount of words used? Mmm, and can you see from where those words would come? The brain would demand that practical words were priority, while the heart would urge for words of comfort, any other influence would belong to the ego but the energy of the ego does not blend well with the energy of connective intuition, Its’ words, therefore, would not be included in this contracted missive. This scenario is of great benefit to remember when next you wish to communicate via technology, for, even though, you have the means to say much, to anyone in an instant – should you? Would it be the words in your brain and heart seeking release or would it be the words from your ego seeking attention? Be thoughtful with the typed or spoken word, beloved children, if in doubt write them by hand first, allow them to emerge from the right source, form them, feel them and be truly connected.

Namaste

25/04/2018

GLITTER

glitter-2546960_1920.jpgThe road to spiritual freedom is dotted with minute pieces of glitter, glitter that from a distance, can seem, so enticing and intriguing. What could it be, is it some treasure, some rarity placed in your path by providence, waiting to be found by you? The hope and anticipation that carries one forward to solve this mystery can raise the energy of the seeker to new heights. The thrill of something new and shiny is manna to the soul but distance and circumstance can play tricks with perception, both optically and psychologically. Often, once the seeker has traversed the distance necessary to ascertain the truth of the glitter, that much anticipated curiosity, is found, it seems, to be nothing of any true value, just a trick of the light caused by its’ position and yours. ‘Tis true, that, the cosmos will place enticements along your path to spur you on to new thoughts and ways, to urge you into new circumstances you would not normally seek and ‘tis, also, true not all circumstances will be what you imagined them to be. That glittering, could be diamond, may just turn out to be stone. This discovery can, understandably, bring a sense of disappointment and lead some to feel they have wasted their time and allowed their yearning to fool them to truth. A very human response but unnecessary. Think, for a moment, what your path would be like, if, there were nothing to capture your imagination, nothing to liven your mind. These “tricks” of the light are not sent to tease or annoy, they are sent to enable you to find your own truth, to encourage you to step up and look closely at all that is before you and choose whether it has value or not, and value itself is a choice, for, value does not, only, equal material riches, value can be found in wisdom gained. So, we ask that, if the diamonds you hope for are found to be stone, remember that the stone was still able to reflect light, still able to reflect back to you that which you seek and therein lies its’ value. Step lightly along your path, beloved children, allow what glitters to catch your eye and pique your interest, for, there is time enough for diversions on the road to freedom.

Namaste

21/04/2018

HEARTS

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Hollow is the heart that has no love of self – hollow and empty, for, no amount of love offered to it by another, could ever, rest there alone. Love needs company and a warm welcome, a welcome that can only be supplied by its’ identical energy. To believe the hearts of the emotionally wounded can be sealed off, is a misconception, no heart, can truly, seal, hearts are forever open, nor can hearts be full of hate or fear, for, these emotions live in the mind and its’ imagination, so, it is not they that deny love entry, they do not block the way. The way is always clear but love can still not enter until love is present. Hearts cannot fill from outside of themselves until they begin to fill from inside themselves and in doing this they can begin to expand their capacity to hold love, allowing room for more and more. It is akin to filling a balloon with air. Balloons, before they are filled, look unimpressive, sad things but once they begin to expand with the energy/air that they need, they become very impressive things indeed, they change dramatically. It is as if they become something else entirely. They can now, even, be lifted by more of the same energy/air – they can fly – but in order for all this to happen the balloons first needed to be filled by that which could also lift it, it is just so with hearts. So, beloved children, if you wish to receive the energy of love, begin your quest by first placing self love at the bottom of your heart and thus allow entry to the love waiting outside, for then, just like the balloon, you too, will change dramatically and you too will be lifted.

Namaste

19/04/2018

THE VORTEX

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It seems the definitive line between what is “real” and what is not can be, somewhat, blurred even for the steadiest and sanest of people, for those with any form of psychological problem or disorder, there can seem to be no lines at all. All is a confusing storm of misconceptions, whose winds buffet them around as if they have no strong hold with which to anchor themselves. Often, mentally haler people will misconstrue the antics of the less than mentally hale as a sign of lesser intelligence, this can be true for a few cases but every grouping of people, sane or not so, would have a wide variety of intelligence levels, so lack of psychological health cannot, necessarily always,indicate low intelligence, it is a false generalization. Many figures from your history were considered to be mad and you know, often, those same figures produced great works of art. Some showed true brilliance in more practical areas , such as science, with their work benefitting all mankind. If you should care to ponder on this yourself you would find the examples of this conundrum endless. So why is it that madness and intelligence can reside within the same entity and how can either state be measured or judged? Why is it that proof of extreme intelligence doesn’t automatically negate the label of madness or visa versa? Mmm, well, those lines that can seem so blurred do not exist. What does exist between these two states is a spinning vortex of cosmic potentiality, one that cannot always be seen by those with their eyes and minds firmly fixed on what’s “real”. This vortex throws out immense creative energy, energy that can be grasped by those open to it and often those open are the so called unstable. Stubborn, unyielding sanity has distinct edges and is often coloured either black or white but so called madness is flowing and colourful, making it compatible with the vortex. So while it may seem the troubled have no grip on reality it may be wise to consider that they may have a strong connection to the vortex. So, beloved children take great care WITH the dangerously damaged but take great care OF the gently unstable, for, they just may be seeing more of reality than could ever be perceived with a sane and rigid mind.

Namaste

14/04/2018

THREE

flame-church-wax-light-161073.jpegThere are three things a person must reach for and know if they wish to live a life of joy, none of which is attainable in the physical form. Very few objects can, even, attempt to replicate the joy of spiritual possessions. What thing could match the joy felt by a full and loving heart? What thing could equal the peace born of faith or the wholeness felt from the connection to all and everything? ‘Tis true that, much sought after, objects can bring feelings akin to joy, they may bring feelings of happiness and satisfaction, they may give a sense of self-worth. All this seems good and surely worthwhile and so it is, for a time but these feelings are not permanent, they are transient, just as your life is transient. Almost everything you are, your body and all you own, will one day cease to be and you will not care. Moments of happiness, sadness and a myriad of other emotions are fleeting and will, in time, disperse, they are as transient as your body, but truth is not fleeting nor transient and it does not bide in your body. Truth bides in your soul, it is at the core of your being, the core that is, was and always will be. Everything other than this core and its’ truth is an illusion and just as a magician will use drifting smoke to cover the truth of his magic, drifting emotions will cover the truth of your magic. We do not suggest that emotions are needless nor that you should cease to yearn or desire, we simply ask, that you look past the smokescreen they create to see what lies hidden there, for, we guarantee, beloved children you will find the truth of I am love, I am peace and I am wholeness, your three magic possessions. Reach for them, know them and be joy.

Namaste

12/04/2018