If I am to transcend this now, I must investigate, understand, and know this now to the fullest extent of my being. Transcendence is not ignorance, unawareness, or denial of this present awareness. It is the use of this present level of now as foundational, that in fully accepting it, I might rise to the next level of deeper investigation and understanding. True transcendence is the ability to lift oneself and others from ignorance and unawareness by perceiving historically what has been, and moving together toward what can be. Firmly rooted in what is presently now, we rise to the level of what can be, made manifest by our willingness to unflinchingly examine the truth.
True enlightenment accepts with full awareness the challenge of the most difficult truths and finds the way with compassion, patience, willingness, perseverance, and love.
From the beginning of March I knew something was wrong. I had the flu. I had a slight fever, a cough, and a sore throat. By March 9th I told friends that I was being cautious. I cancelled classes. I kept an eye on the news. I slept a lot. I could not, and have not been able to write. I don’t seem to have the energy to think critically. This virus has zapped my energy. It has depressed me physically, emotionally and spiritually a little too. There have been days that I felt so weak, I was unable to move one foot in front of the other. There were days when my chest felt very heavy and my rib cage felt very constricted. There were days when I was really scared that I might have to go to a hospital. My greatest fear was that if I went to the hospital, I would never come back. At my son’s direction, I called a tele doc and got a prescription, for cough medicine and an inhaler. Despite my symptoms, I was not allowed to test for the virus because I could not verify that I had been exposed. Thankfully, the heaviness in my chest subsided a bit. My rib cage stopped feeling so tight with every breath. Still whenever I stood from a seated position, I would become so dizzy I felt I might fall. Finally, almost a month after I first felt ill, I qualified for testing. At the testing site, I sat in the car with my husband. With masks on, he waited with me in line so I could do the oral swab. Now we are waiting again. After a week, I have no results. I continue to quarantine as this virus continues to alter my life and the lives of those around me. I don’t care so much about the quarantine. I love the blue sky, the birds chirping and the sounds and smells of a cleaner, brighter Los Angeles. Some days it has been nice just to sit in the backyard and look at the beautiful clouds overhead. I have a great respect for the life force. I have a great respect for this virus. I want to live. So does the virus. Indeed, after 6 weeks there are still days that I feel heaviness in my chest. There are still days that I feel tightness in my ribcage when I breathe. Today I am tired. I have a sore throat, the telltale dry cough, and dizziness whenever I stand. Yet, as I write this the sound of sirens whistle through my neighborhood as a constant reminder, that I am one of the lucky ones. I am definitely one of the lucky ones. I have a home, a loving husband, and an incredible body that has gently fought to bring me back to good health. Now, especially now that I am relatively well, and getting my strength back, my social responsibility is clear. My case is mild, still this has been a long journey and I do not wish this on anyone. I must do everything in my power not to pass this along. I will not be the bullet that rips through someone else’s life. And while this experience for many of us has been about fear, for me it has also been about love. I love and appreciate so much about my life, about my husband, my friends, my family and the people in my community. I love and appreciate all of you, and I truly want to be of service. So, I will continue to quarantine. I will continue to wash my hands. I will continue to go out only once every two weeks to buy groceries. And when I must go out, I will wear a mask in public and use social distancing. I will do this for as long as it takes because I want you to know that I love you. I want you to know that I appreciate the blessing of this life and the blessing of you in this life with me. Be safe out there. Please take good care. I love you, Adrienne
Can you identify your beliefs and the beliefs of others? Do the beliefs serve? The virus has a belief. Is the belief aligned with reality, or is it aligned with a concept, or construct, or a body of beliefs? The virus has a belief. If you can identify the belief, if you can assess if it serves or if it does not serve, if you know what the virus believes, then you have clarity. Then you are using belief instead of the belief using you. The virus has a belief. Believe. Do this with your heart. Do this with your head below your heart. Do this with total total awareness. This is what it means to live as a Warrior of Love and Miracle.
We are living in such incredible times. So much change. So much challenge. We will all become stronger and better for this, if that is what we choose. I choose that for myself. In my heart I choose that for all of you too.
What would happen if you held space in your heart, in your life, in your spirit, soul, for the intelligence, the natural intelligence that is the knowing, deep in being, which is connected to source, to love? Because culture, (cult you are) will rail against you, threaten, shame and speak from lower energy to shut you down. And when they do, can you stand, arms out, continuing to hold space? And if you could, even for one moment, energetically bare witness, what would happen? What if you held space for life, heart, going beyond the mind, the paradigm, construct, present meme, to risk self fully, be of service, establishing fierce presence and unflagging commitment to dream? What if you lived like that?
Being born, is the first transcendence, from womb (one consciousness) to the physical world (the next consciousness). It is the first heroic act, against all odds, pushing through, screaming, blood everywhere, and we’re alive! We’re born into it, heroism, each of us. From our first breath, we are heroes.
by Sunset Noir
When beliefs that no longer serve are allowed to die, dreams are allowed to live.
photo credit: Ingrid Valda Taylar
What you choose to see is what you choose. When you focus on that which is grateful, abundant and rich in your life, you get that. When you see the wisdom of this earth, the is-ness of all creatures, including yourself, performing as being, which is excellence, when you create that which aches to be birthed, convenient or not, when your concentration is on other and being of service in this world, then, there is life, transcendence, and the choice to choose that which is brilliance, that which is truly life affirming, life giving, life.
In allowing your heart to imagine, your being to indulge in dream, you are giving the gift of creation, that which yearns to be born into this world to yourself and other. And because it satisfies, because your spirit is aloft, propelled on the wings of imagining (I Magi bringing the gift of self to self), we too, ascend, free-floating in this present fantasy, the desire to sire, this dream, which you are dreaming, imagining, as your life. Is your life. You are daring, risking your most maximum self, birthing vibration, and we are caught in the resonance of the purity of spirit, imagining (I Magi, bringing the gift) again and again as you set us dreaming. Imagine!
photopin: seyed mostafa zamani
What if you were thankful for all of it? The supposedly good and the supposedly bad? What if every experience, every person, cell, atom, minute you spent beyond mind and the sum of it’s parts was situated in is-ness, not outcome or expectation? What if you believed that everything, everything that happens, is imperative for your personal growth, that nothing is wasted, nothing is done to you, but it is always, all ways, done for you? And what if you were truly humbled by every instant that is the experiential that you call your life? What if you chose gratefulness, no matter what? What would you see? What would you feel? Can you imagine (I Magi, bringing the gift of self to self) your life as a gift? One that is brought to you and expressly given from the universe, totality, in order that you might evolve beyond your present circumstance to reveal the immaculate being that is you?
You are here to save the world. Not kidding. Thats the mission. Thats the light you are. When you commit to being you, the 100% light which is the vibration, energy, resonance, frequency, sheer delight, awareness, joyfulness, bliss and total freedom (free from being dumb, dumb being asleep to the magnificence that is you) chalices will overflow, heavens will open, mountains will majesty and all of creation will bow. Because you, that which is your divine human-ness, is here to save the world. Ready? Lets roll!
Thick, like pea soup, the energy, laden, the stakes, high, life or death, always, all ways. You risk your life, jump into the abyss, no light at the end of this tunnel, the only way around is through, so you go, blind into the dark night and disallowing hope, because hope is for fools, you press up against it, lean into the fear, raw, like an open wound and see if you can see yourself, the ember that is you, the courage, resilience and knowing of the triumphant being, transcendent, victorious warrior of light and love that is you! Its you. You’re awake!
‘Each of us has the power to enact a program of love that is relevant and true. Each of us has the power to create love in our lives that renders an overall positive result. We have this power because love is within each of us. Relevant and true love comprises our cellular structure. Our very lives begin with the attraction and attachment of two cells. The original attraction and attachment merges and proliferates to become the 30 trillion cells that make up the human body. It might be said therefore, that attraction, attachment, or love, is responsible for our lives. That each of us possesses 30 trillion witness of love, endorses love as a most precious resource. With 7+ billion on this planet and growing, times 30 trillion cells, it might also be said that the love is infinite. As we merge and proliferate, it would seem that love comes from an infinite well.’ ~Excerpt from the upcoming book Mind Matters by Adrienne Alexander