from time immemorial we play again and again the stories of creation in infinite variation. wearing new garments we still remain dormant.
the stories are the same only appearances change.
Everything occurs in cyclical motions. Often, we have the feeling “I’ve been here before”, because we move forward in a spiral fashion, revisiting similar circumstances, but encompassing deeper truths. 🌷
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…
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.
we cry unsuspecting of our grandeur we crawl unaware we can fly we suffer ignorant of our power, forgetting we are undying and unbound.
The Buddha said that all suffering is due to man’s ignorance of his true nature. In our largest self, we are eternal consciousness, unlimited and undying. Not knowing this leaves us victims of a life that appears to work against us.
all man’s glorious stories written in ghost ink, dreaming of leaving his footprints on the warp of time. but would he know, he has been here before? before time was even born?
Our true existence is timeless and limitless, present only Now, without past or future, beginning or end. An enlightened person always lives in that space only, and has no concept of past time.
The human mind has difficulties apprehending such concepts, and creates false borders in which it can operate. We were not created or destroyed. ‘Creation’ doesn’t need a beginning or an end. That is a mind concept.
detached. around me a garden of delight! no worldly hankers hold me down. my sight, on a goal divine my guide, a buddha-like mind.
certain detachment from the events of life is healthy. It gives us a better
perspective on what really matters, and life becomes more enjoyable. Being
detached, we drop the heavy burdens that hold us down. The mind becomes free,
light and focused.
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!”