Monthly Archives: May 2015

The Crossroads and the Mother…

The human species stands at a crossroads…

Down one path a dead end, a continuation of how now we are experiencing life; that is, as repression, ignorance, greed, chaos, perversion; the Mother suppressed and demonized

And down the other is the path that leads to infinite enlightenment, a remembering of how life may be experienced; that is, as freedom, wisdom, sacrifice, ritual, making LOVE; the Mother cherished and held sacred…

just LOVE…
“The deepest experience of the creator is feminine, for it is experience of receiving and bearing.” ~ Rainer Maria Rilke


Threads In The Tapestry…

In lucid dream came to him, the Buddha and then the Christ, asking, “If for the moment between the moments may we reside in your heart?” Of course without hesitation he opened his heart wide and let them in; every cell in his body, every strand of DNA, now throbbed with their LOVE. He asked ever so humbly, “Why have you come to me?” In unison, they silently queried in response “Have you not a question for us?” He said, “Yes, yes, I need to know why must there be death?” Again in unison they silently in his heart answered, “There is the experience of illusion of death – you who are we – so that all may come to LOVE, cherish and hold sacred the experience of the illusion of being alive, for without the experience that life could be lost, how would one ever gain the understanding needed to serve their eternal purpose, that is to sacrifice all they are that life’s process, creation’s eternal tapestry may continue to be woven. So in the ultimate truth without death, there would be no life and the infinite tapestry itself would be unwoven and cease to be or more correctly would never have been woven at all.”

With that the Christ and the Buddha dissipated from his heart, though of course, in fact, not gone entirely, for he, they, all are in the absolute of Infinity that is God, one.

He felt now satisfied, as he understood what should have been clear to him all along, “Yes, there was no experience of being alive without death, this was the circle of life, the wheel of being whole, the tapestry of Infinity being woven; the Soul’s divine, blessed reason to be.” But then he wondered to himself, “Why had that understanding not come sooner to him?” The answer that came to his mind was this; the reason for his blindness, his ignorance of this ultimate truth, was that human civilization, as the collective of humanity was now choosing to experience itself, was not helping to weave the tapestry, believing them somehow impossibly to be apart from that which they were and are innate.”

He then mused on, “What happens to those beings, who do not choose to give themselves fully, completely to the weaving of the tapestry?” Came one last silent echo from the Buddha and the Christ in reply to this musing. “Those beings that do not come to understanding of purpose, by allowing their thread to be into the tapestry woven, will cease in the experience of creation to be; their strand removed, like a hanging thread from a sweater, that if not carefully cut, would threaten to unravel the entire garment. Not gone, but returned to the absolute oneness with Infinity. Until perhaps, in the abstract of the absolute one, they choose to be a strand woven and weaving into the tapestry on Infinity once more.”

The Buddha and the Christ echo, then trailed off into the imaginable vastness of eternity…

just LOVE…
“Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides.” ~ Lao Tzu


Of LOVE and Intoxication…


Any being’s experience, in body, in form of matter has an instinctual need driven by LOVE to become intoxicated; is not for the want to get out of one’s head, but a reminder from the heart that there is no head to get out of. For what appears real is the hallucination and the high that seems hallucination is closer to LOVE’s truth. And the further one moves from the truth of LOVE’s matter-less source, slowly that occasional joyous instinctual reminder transforms, to the harsh ravenous insatiable want of addiction and or to insanity; the latter is the experience that humanity is now choosing to have…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
“Suffering has roused them from the sleep of gentle life,
and every day fills them with a terrible intoxication.
They are now something more than themselves;
those we loved were merely happy shadows.”
~ Georges Duhamel

The Home I Can’t Yet Imagine…

As a young boy, an almost innocent child, the void called out to me and carried me to the edge of the universe; my known and familiar home. Then it turned my consciousness out to the boundless, border-less, black and my spirit, my soul was embraced by Infinity. Now more than ever I must remember and embrace back, the black, the unknown, Infinity’s void, comprised of an absolute consciousness, an absolute LOVE (what most have come to define and know as God) sculpting what I/we experience as eternal creation. For it is calling me once again, but this time not just for fleeting glimpse, a brief visit, at the heart of her sublime, divine eternal, infinite majesty. No this time it is to invite me through the door, to cleanse the palette of my perception, welcoming me to my experience next, the evolution of the universal mind/body itself, of which I am a cell, a particle, a strand. And this that is coming, of which I am aware, will be my new home; in this moment I am homesick for place I have never been and can’t even yet imagine.

just LOVE…
“There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception.” ~ Aldous Huxley


The Mass of Contradiction…

The mass of contradiction, the weight of hypocrisy is growing moment by moment exponentially, between what we thought made sense, what we think now makes sense and what we sense we are becoming, as the existing paradigm shifts, to a new experience beyond energy and matter, as the perceived foundation of the experience, to one of pure information, the foundational building blocks of all experiences; few if any can scarcely imagine what this new IS will be.

And when the mass of our contradictions, the weight of our hypocrisies are so great that it feels like the gravity of a black hole ripping apart your heart and mind, your consciousness screaming wake up, to the experience transforming around you, it is then we will begin to accept that all we thought we knew will make sense no more or ever again.

This is what our blessed awareness is for, we have been given the gift of being the witness bearer, to our own transcendence and when we finally again understand, when things again appear to make sense, our ascension to the new experience will be complete, we will be spirit, soul, one in LOVE.

But these my friends are just feeble words, scrawled meanderings, attempting to explainable in vain the now unexplainable, to know without real hope of now knowing what IS the IS to come, just as we cannot fathom in anyway the IS that was IS before.

just LOVE…
“If, then, I were asked for the most important advice I could give, that which I considered to be the most useful to the men of our century, I should simply say: in the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.” ~ Leo Tolstoy, Essays, Letters and Miscellanies

Bonajo Melanie The New Paradigm of Intuitive Science

Struggle, Overcome; Being Resilent

To be the ideal experience of LOVE you forever are, you must be eternally resilient; for resilience is the circle of struggling and overcoming, struggling and overcoming, as that is the process of life; birth to death to rebirth, birth to death to rebirth, the cycle of God’s creation unending, the flow of Infinity.

But what is the eternal struggle of this duality that defines our eternal experience we must find in ourselves the resilience to overcome?

It is the illusion we must struggle that with resilience we overcome, as the mountains before us we choose to climb, are conjured from our imaginations, manifested and made real by our intention.

just LOVE…

“Be like water making its way through cracks. Do not be assertive, but adjust to the object, and you shall find a way round or through it. If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves. Empty your mind, be formless. Shapeless, like water. If you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle and it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot it becomes the teapot. Now, water can flow or it can crash. Be water my friend.” ~ Bruce Lee


Tempest of Hubris…

Lost to LOVE, tossed on the ocean of Infinity, in a ceaseless tempest of hubris, the ship called Fear, aboard which sails the species of ego, named man, again is sinking, only this time perhaps, it is to a depth so deep that once more it may not rise…

just LOVE…
“It may be a species of impudence to think that the way you understand God is the way God is. (60).” ~ Joseph Campbell, Thou Art That: Transforming Religious Metaphor


What, Where, Why, How… God?

I asked God; what are you?

God answered, “I am what is…”

I then asked God; what is?

God replied, “All that is, is what is and I am all that is…”

I next asked God; when did you begin?

God responded, “I didn’t…”

I followed that by asking, “Where do you end?”

God said, “I don’t…”

Lastly God I asked; why are you?

God joyfully told me gently this, “I am, all that it is, what, why, where and how, because of LOVE…”

God paused before sharing this final blessing, “And so are you…”

With that my questioning of God ended, my mind satisfied that I would always seek to know more, though never be able in except the slightest to comprehend, but now my heart understood and was full.

In LOVE, with minds remembering and hearts reawakening, we know and understand, creation’s infinite illusion of matter are the eternal experiences of God embodied; I am God, you are God, we are God, all is God.

Note to readers: This explanation of God has nothing what so ever to do with the God limited by religious or scientific dogma.

just LOVE…
“How important the concept of God is, and how instead of valuing what has been given us, we with light hearts spurn it because of absurdities that have been attached to it.” ~ Leo Tolstoy


Dreamers Dreaming…

As he lay in deep meditative state, the silent still eternal moment between the night asleep and the day awake, he became suddenly, acutely, aware, that with his every dream, his every thought, his every utterance, his every deed, he was authoring his story in LOVE and with that awareness he realized, until this moment the tale he had been being and experiencing had been weaving him, not him weaving the tale he was being and experiencing; he also understood now, this was true for the collective known as his fellow man that they too were the story being told, not the storytellers crafting their yarn; he also now understood that for him, for us all, to be able to return our happiness, our bliss, our peace, we must consciously choose – in this the book of infinite creation, the story of life’s process ever unfolding – what happens in moment next, before what happens in moment next, happens instead first to us.

For we are were created to be the dreamers dreaming, not just the dreamers being dreamt…

just LOVE…
“You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will live as one.” ~ John LennonDreaming_in_dream_by_HarizmaArt