we don’t truly belong we only color the world on a canvass of emptiness with the music of our laughter, the pain of our tears, aspirations and high hopes. a dance of passing shadows yet our human ‘tour de force’.
Such is the paradox of life: we are the creators, and at the same
time, we are merely passing by. This helps us understand why the world sometimes
does not feel like our original home. We are gatherers of experiences, and
after we learn our lessons, we move on…
there is no one outside to blame or to fight the world is within you each person, each event a facet of your self that yet remains to be embraced. go deeper than the surface recognize the voice that whispers “Wake up! Wake up!”
“Spirituality” begins when we realize our
The boundaries between ‘outside’ / ‘inside’ start to melt.
We are not just moving
bodies, we are the manifesting reality.
No god is needed. No belief is needed. Only awareness is needed.
forged in earth, water and fire the elements of our attire, we pierce unceasingly inside, unfooled by matter or demise, alchemists of life, to uncover the golden core and transmute our ignoble nature into auric abode.
Life is a consciousness expanding experience. It’s not survival, paying bills and satisfying our base senses.
It is a blossoming into what we are meant to become: divinity itself. It is realizing our existence beyond our physical body and thoughts, and nurturing the sacred, innate connection that we have with the whole universe.
We are continually transforming our nature into something finer. We need to dig down through layers of untruths to find the golden core—our purest being.
Life is bringing spirit into matter. We are all Alchemists of Life. 🌷
we come into the world as babes protected by the womb surrounded by angelic light, nourished and bound by mystic cords and sustained with adoration by heavenly delight. and so we proceed upon creation to break away and proclaim our separation and deny our sacred birth walk the earth with hollow eyes, blind, and void of mirth, authors of our own demise.
According to Plato’s Myth of Er, the soul forgets his true origin after drinking from the waters of the River of Forgetfulness (River Lethe) before it embodies again on earth.
Many spiritual traditions have some version of this ‘forgetting’, thus making our life on earth a journey back to remembrance.
What happens when we remember who/what we are? We are fully awakened from the dream of life and death.
on the heights of laughter we build bridges between heaven and earth.
Laughter is the most copious expression of existence.
You can discuss and debate, but when all is done, you just want to tilt your head back and have a good laugh!
In the end, it is all a game. Here you are thinking you’re stuck between birth and death, and have something to accomplish, not realizing you are the WHOLE existence and there’s nowhere to go, and nothing to do.
On the heights of laughter, we forget about ourselves. On the heights of laughter, we are in the moment. On the heights of laughter, we bring heaven down.
I am the cosmic play Creator and created Dancer and its dance, Shiva and his Shakti caught in frenzied Lila the land as my bride grounding me my lover, the sky, embracing me my many faces, entertain and maintain a swirling trance.
According to Hindu philosophy, the entire universe is created on two fundamental forces: consciousness (Shiva) and Shakti (energy). Shiva is the formless, Shakti is the formed, Shiva is changelessness, Shakti is change.
Consciousness and energy, forever intertwined in the dance that makes our world appear and eternal life exist.
As human beings, we have the capacity to expand our individual consciousness to cosmic consciousness, and realize that we are both the creators of life, and the creation itself.