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Baby Elephant Mind

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The mind tells you it’s real, issuing a thought form, mind fart, poo gas and the trigger downloads chemistry, feelings that keep you from your life.  The mind, like a baby elephant, waves it’s angry ears, wanting to appear big, in charge, powerful.  It’s not.  It’s a baby.  A scared baby.  Cute, but clueless.  Back up.  Slowly, of course.  No need to bruise it’s ego, or let on you know it’s infantile.  Relax.  Move away, beyond feeling, beyond fear, beyond mind, ears flapping and poo gas.  Laugh, smile, drop into your heart and claim your life.  Make friends with this little one, give mind comfort and through compassion, teach it to respect you.  Chances are you’ll stop trumpeting, leaving mind farts at the neighbor’s house, charging at your friends or stampeding whenever you feel F.E.A.R. (False Evidence Appearing Real).  What if you loved yourself…

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Ontology of Recognition

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In this dream, I fight the dragon, blade to throat, stop, because there in the eyes, I see myself, see being, and because its my movie, my story, I am scaled, taloned, soaring, breathing fire, empowered by what was formerly enemy, the enemy in me becoming ally, one with all light and motion, righteous will, fierce grace, shields up and heart open, sky ablaze, whirlwind flight, that is the you, in me, the combustion of creation, exploding into channel, the absolute center of it, with the sheer power and purity of the metaphysical warrior, holding the sword, the ontology of recognition, that I am that and in mirroring it back, the dragon, the spirit, mastery of power, using all aspects of cunning and excellence, it becomes me, my strength.

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Ask Alice

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We reference ourselves to cats, tea parties, stop watches, feeling ten feet tall, or small as a dormouse, that little black dress, fitting into it, like its real, a story, a relationship with the self and the world.  Meanwhile outside of the story, outside of the mind, there is an alternate plane of action, of knowing, of not knowing, doing and being, where the essence, the spirit, opens to the world, way beyond imagination and like Alice In Wonderland, in shunya, in grace you walk through the mirror, fall down the rabbit hole, drink magic potion, shake your own hand, look into your own eyes, as you sit at your table, hooka swirling around your head, and realize, (real eyes) you’re the observer, observing the observation, observing the observer, which is you.  You are the experiencer experiencing the experience of you and your…

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Love is Primal

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Love is an instinct, its primal. We’re born with it. To be afraid of it makes no difference, because it is elemental to the being. It compels us forward and holds us in connection to other, to the world ourselves and our higher purpose. Everywhere you look, you’ll see evidence of the nature of love, which is nurture. Nature is nurture. Love is in fact, the very essence of nature, your nature. So when you align yourself with nature, your true purpose, you will find yourself in love, from the very depth of you, in love, with all you see and what you see will be love.

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There was No Moon!

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Being the observer observing the observation is not passive.  You as the observer, in that you are observing that which the mind conceives, changes the equation.  Your filter, ego, Who Am I, mind, only sees what it has formulated as seeable.  When Galileo asked the Medicis to look through the telescope, they couldn’t see the craters of the moon, because they had not made a mental construct of moon, or crater.  Without the mind’s idea of lunar sighting, there was no moon!  Understanding mind as mind is grasping the insidious nature of its need to control outcome.  Seeable is not real.  What you see is the notion of what mind has decided is able to be seen, see-able. Knowing that mind dictates what you see, allows you to have choice, giving you room for new sight, second sight, expansion and awareness of your unawareness.  When you know you are…

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Being Love

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This life is not about being Loved. Its about being Love. You are here because you are enough. You are everything you need. Your worth is not based on how someone else Loves you, values you. You are all there is. Including and most importantly Love. Life is not about being Loved. Life is about being Love. You are Love. Be Love. Be Love. Make a difference. Be of service. Be Love.

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Shovel This Shit

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Someone has to shovel this shit and use it as fertilizer (fertilizer, supporting that which is fertile) and because I can see the shit and see it as fertilizer, see the possibility (Bil’s possi, ready to lasso creation) nasturtium, chrysanthemums, baby’s breath, black-eyed susans, poppies, rosemary, lavender, sorrel, hyssop, succulents and jasmine growing, it might as well be me. But please, grab a shovel, dig in, let’s manifest together.  The sweet scent of manure, that which yearns to be born, smells better when shared.

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