Today I am living my dreams
Today is the first day of a brand new way
Today I am free
Today I share love
Today is all there is
Today I love with complete abandon
Today I am flourishing in all ways
Today is the greatest day of my life
Today has only pure possibility, pure potential for anything and everything
Today anything that has held me is released
Today I am released
Today I AM REALIZED
Today I embark upon the greatest journey of my life
Today I am blessed with beauty all around
Today I look upon the whole of creation with child like wonder
Today is all there is
Today is a glorious day
Today I am truly helpful
Today I share myself with complete abandon
Today the Universe is conspiring for our best and highest good
Today that good is with me now in every breath
Today, through that very breath, I share this good with all
Today I love and laugh fully
Today, I AM
Woke today with a clear mind, and peaceful. There is only opportunity in this day, many beautiful and wonderful realizations are upon the horizon for the charmed life we are blessed to have been given. These are the songs that dance within me each day, and I shall sing them to the world. This dance is a miracle, even when it is only a normal simple day, as it is right now. I am blessed with a quiet and comfortable place to sit here and write from, as I sip my coffee and dangle my feet just right above the fireplace, my happy animals calm and content. And then I think about some of the atrocities of this world going on even now on our earth, and I have to say I do not understand, not even really at all…. I view films, as I did last night, about wonderful discoveries we are making in our science, and of our greatest philosophers and deep down in me I somehow know these are the discoveries of the ancients, and they needed no microscope or fancy devices to find them… it is the nature of the human heart -not the war, not the suffering. And so, where do these come from? Are they not healable? And then of course the question always comes, what can I do about it? The answer, for me, is never far behind a truly asked question, and as Gandhi taught; simply be the change you want to see.
That, when I do sit here, comfortable, and write about the true love that flows through even now, that really I am doing something about it. I care. I wish the best for each of my neighbors, and for the world. Even walking out on my little balcony with little clothes on a cold day I feel the chill run through me, and I am grateful when I step back into my warm, safe home, and then I sometimes think about those that do not have such a place, those that are starving, and those that are cold. What could this possibly be for? What could death be for, even millions at a time being slain? It boggles my mind, for sure, and in that mind there is no answer. But in my heart there is, and it is the former that is not my domain. These things surely exist for something, seemingly as a result of or for some function that no, I cannot comprehend. I will never figure it out. And it simply is not my life, or is it? There are multi-layered realms that exist and reveal themselves to me, to us. I gratefully see our western world beginning now to do something about talking and acting in alignment with the greater good. People are beginning to take steps in the direction of heart-centered living. It must start somewhere, just as the war-like greed mongering ways surely must have, and are they really not two sides of the same stick; war, and greed? How much better it feels to give to one in need than it does to hoard for myself.
Some of us may have a sense of entitlement and are not willing to do the real work that calls from deep within– it may seem like we are ‘earning’ our ‘living’, though perhaps we are more causing it to be displayed, a mirror for us to look in reflecting our thoughts, manifest. For the same one that cuts another to pieces also truly wants to love and be loved…does not that one go home and hug his children with the same hands? How powerful our minds can be when we decide we are right, we are more special than another, or that someone has wronged us in a world as beautiful and inherently giving as the one we are blessed to live in. There is plenty for all, Let us share, and get along. We can change our thoughts and cause something much more beautiful to be displayed. How much more intelligent is the human heart, and how truly connected to each other we are.
So what can I do about it? I can give up conflict, forever. I can give up greed, forever. I can extend only Love, forever, share it. I can share only that which I truly am, deep down, and I can find the courage to look at what that is, so deep down that I may have been deceived that it is not so after burying this under the delusion and despair that the world is a cruel and unjust place…for it is not! And we only need look to nature to see that. MANY HAVE MADE OUR WORLD SEEM THAT IT IS CRUEL AND COLD WHEN IT IS NOT.
It is a world of love and giving and nurturing and sharing and where everything works in harmony, when we simply allow it to be so. Today I choose to be this, and let go of any of this war and greed I may have walked with, and I have. Each day I make this commitment, I choose to show up in the world being this simple change. I am grateful to even be alive, to be able to contemplate the vast sea of love that life truly is, and I do here, and now, sharing it with you, the world, and that which gives all things. Thank you for my life.
Many things are happening and great change is upon us…
We are always planting seeds, as if in huge gardens, perhaps the gardens of consciousness itself. In giant fields of imagination, always planting seeds…each season growing and harvesting from things planted long ago, that just kept coming up every season, right on schedule, until we may choose otherwise. A lush and fertile place where all things are possible, and we get to choose which seeds to plant. Our lives now, aren’t they really just results of these crops we ourselves have planted? That time has come see what we have been planting, forgive ourselves and anyone that may have advised us to plant seeds that would produce crops we really did not want, clear the fields, tend the soil and plant new seeds. In the end it is only us that can choose to plant new seeds and to nourish other crops, ones that we would like to realize. Let us plant these seeds in fields of faith, to trust the soil, trust the things that naturally nourish and grow them…these things do not come from us, for it the same stuff that nourishes our very body, mind and spirit, that gives us life itself. Always nature is showing us how to live…how to co-operate, how to give. And there is no difference in giving and receiving. It is magnificent to simply watch her go, the grand symphony of life, and to be a part of it.
We may choose the seeds and plant them, though not always get to choose which will grow and which will come to harvest. We plant them, care for them and trust the One that gives all things, being grateful for what does come and enjoying that, not ever worrying about the ones that may not have come or that may parish. There is always plenty…
True power does not come from us, it comes through us. No matter if we are on the adventure of a lifetime or simply sipping tea with a friend at a local spot we are alive with possibility and breathing the same beautiful breath. We are here to express that power, to share, to extend it - not to be it… to simply allow it to flow through. This way we never have to really decide anything, for all things are given in their own beautiful flow; save one simple decision- my will or God’s? In these fields we can plant, trusting whatever she would let grow therein, using only what we need and sharing with our fellow brothers and sisters, which are all things, from a water molecule to the very cosmos itself, and all that is in between, all that is. We become a part of and can see abundance everywhere, naturally… only, where does it all come from? Where do even the seeds come from? Where do these new eyes and ears come from that we may not have known before? Ah, this life….how did it get so sweet? We are loved that much… We can plant our seeds in the fields of faith.
Love and Gratitude
I gaze upon this day, the genesis of my greatest journey ever. Never before have I been so awake, so alive, and so aware of the bounty of gifts the universe seeks to share with us. These gifts come in many forms, and in non-form as well. That there is an unseen force which causes all things to be, which causes the very me to be is a realization I do not recall having just this way, not until now.
How many lifetimes have I lived? How many worlds have I existed in, and how do they all fit together? I do not remember being this able to realize what is beyond me, and even now I am aware of it, only it’s magnitude is staggering to contemplate and the best way I have found to know it is by staying still. And, where is the stillness? In my awareness, in my noticing, in my relative reality…how can it be that we live in a holographic universe? How can it be that we are boundless? How can it be that somehow my awareness is me and my form comes and goes? Is it I that calls form together to form the smaller me? Is there some grand architect of the universe that somehow has the power to do this…to assign our awareness to our form temporarily and then re-assign it, over and over and over again? Or is it set in motion like some mobius strip, never ending, eternal and ever-changing, infinite, and never changing at all?
These things I ponder as I set out for my day of fixing cars, practicing yoga and engaging with other beings of light and love. Who am I? What am I to become? Do I get to know, ever? Or is my life to remain a mystery for all of time, if there even is time? Will the mystery ever reveal itself? Or will it remain a peek-a-boo reality full of glimpses and fleeting realizations, only to be overshadowed by my form’s need for attention in the material world? We get to peek into the mystery from time to time, to notice the little things, to ponder them and wonder…is this reality? Is that? And where do I fit in, and why does my spirit long to be free? Am I not free in this very moment, and isn’t this moment all there is? A prisoner to my own perceived limitations am I surely, and a freed spirit in my simple allowing of freedom am I also. As I embark on this, another simple day, I choose to realize my divine nature, the nature of no thing, the nature of being. As I embark on this, the greatest journey of my life, I realize more and more that it is simply a grand journey of awareness and self-awakening, self-realization. Does the material world even exist? Surely it does, and of course it doesn’t…ahh, my grand illusion of all things…how I love the great mystery, how I love becoming aware of becoming aware of being aware.