Wave bursts, wild shore

Wave bursts, wild shore. Each pattern its own Dream…

The rocks bit into me as I sat, just stubbed my toe too. Holiday makers,  my judgement on their apparent lack of consciousness grated my consciousness. Who am I to judge? And where on earth did this disquieting thought come from? I sat for long – actually unable to send the Love I wanted to FEEL for the Whales who had beached themselves. And judged myself…

Quieting my mind from all this body chatter and inner chatter, I attempted to sit still. I realised I will never be satisfied, I would always be seeking… And in an illuminated second (it really was a FLASH) I knew that it’s ok. Just drop the story Tass, stop your own judgement, stop looking out and when you look in… look with compassion. Embrace yourself, and have deep, deep compassion for yourself dear woman. And just be. Be in this very present moment, watch each thought float off, watch… See the waves burst, see that you are your own Unique Beautiful Pattern in this Divine Dream, as all Others are…

States of Grace

Hot Lonelys and other states of Grace

The day dawned with a restlessness, that my “I Am the Victorious Intelligence governing my Life” prayer did not shift. I decided to work to see if it would shift, had breakfast in some vague hope that it was just low blood sugar. Mid work, my thoughts ran to the idea of going to Kalk Bay via the train just to walk and look. Window shopping does bring in things too!! However in the back of my mind I knew that this was me wanting to fill my state of being with “something”. I wondered if should just sit still and be with it… and decided that I could still do that over Chocolate Cake and good coffee.

I just missed the 11.15 so waited for the 12 o clock… A Gull hovered just over me… staying there for long till the message sank in… The shadow on the platform, the bird on high… me sandwiched between. To stay in that Grace Place, neither shadow nor light, but just I AM…

The train arrived and my meanderings yielded leather for a pendent from India that Farrah my Beloved eldest gifted me, and a rainbow Om for my car. But still, nothing shifted. Even after Chocolate Cheesecake and Tanzanian Columbian coffee blend…

Sitting still over the coffee, looking out… something that for some or other reason I feel ashamed to admit, arose. Hot Lonelys - the company of someone dear. Not necessarily of blood, but someone Significant with which I could simply be on this day. From where this arose I have no idea. I decided to keep the tears in till I got home. So there it is… it will pass I know. And I also know that these emotions are something that we even have, when we have Beloveds beside us. Such is being a Soul Full being. Realising that just a hug from somewhere, would not be sufficient, simple recognition of my Human State. 

Sadness not named

Saw the birds fly home to evening roosting place... and felt nostalgia and sadness not named. Perhaps I will leave it as such...

The evening has come softly to me. While working I looked up and saw some birds fly in formation to a place I know they will rest on the estuary. What made me well up with nostalgia and sadness I am not so sure. The colours tonight also speak of something deep and soft. A blue grey sky, striated with soft variations, mountains a purple grey, the moistness in the air cloaking the distance with a haze.

I was at the beach this morning investigating the ROAR that has been present since last night, somewhere out at sea there must have been storm, the waves crashing, biting chunks out of the beach. Kelp strewn everywhere, ripped and dumped for the shore dwellers to feast on. I am aware of the storms I have had in my life, and how they do sometimes as the waves do, cause a crashing against inner shores. And this sometimes will simply appear as a subtle knowledge when birds fly home to roost. Ah, the mystery of life…

Daylight streamed from my eyes

I felt the daylight stream from my eyes…

Feeling full, knowing that every moment is sacred, a song of Light streaming fully from me as I walk – I wonder if I am streaming to another Universe? A particular songbird (Bokmakierie) that I awaken to and hear during the day, came to bless me – his splendid yellow waistcoat with black cravat…and oh when he sang his full song right in from of me on my garden gate, I felt as if the Heavens had streamed into me. Tears of deep reverence of this Gift is still swirling around me, and its been a few days now…

Take each moment Blessed Ones, see it as perfect and sacred. Each moment a breath of your Divine Breath. I find myself stepping slower, walking lighter an awareness of each moment being a Choice.

To quote from Celia Fenn “Beloved Ones, as you become more accustomed to this new Flow of Intense Divine Light, you will learn how to hold your balance and to thrive in the New Reality. The most important thing to remember in this Fifth Dimensional Reality is that it is a Realm of Interconnection and Unity where All Things are Connected in the Flow of Life. You are living beyond Duality and beyond the old frame of reference where everything could be judged and categorized. In this New Reality, you are beginning to perceive that Everything is Sacred because Everything is an Expression of the Light of God in some way!

The Earth is Sacred...You are Sacred and your Life is Sacred. You Live in Sacred Space and you Breathe Sacred Energy!

Beloved Family of Light, it may not seem that way as you look around you and you see so much apparent evidence to the contrary. But, can you allow yourself to perceive for a moment that Everything that exists is an Expression of Divine Creative Intelligence and that Everything is in Divine Order and has an essential meaning.

Now, in the Old Reality, it was simple to divide things into Light and Dark, and Good and Bad, but can you see that as you made those divisions you created the need for them to exist. The moment you created "darkness" you created a need for that energy, and so it came forth. The moment you release the patterns of Duality you release the need for the games of light and dark, and you are ready to begin to perceive that every things exists in Sacred Space.”

How well said... I think that there are many of us stepping into this new way of living. Breath Your Sacred breath and Know that you are Mother/Father God.

(read the full text here from Celia Fenn: http://www.starchildglobal.com/newearthenergiesmarch2013.html) 

Summers Sighs

Summer sighed her lovers warm breath, Autumns cool hands stroked the land softly

A mist surrounded me, muffled steps, softness of morning. Jewels hang on the tall grass. I come to my God Bend, and cannot see the ocean as the soft blanket of mist moves. I feel the shift, Summer is leaving. And why I have tears at her warm breath going is something that I need to see deeper. Perhaps it’s the carefree nature of the rambunctious summer, yet she is also a full woman with her fruits being harvested. Grapes, dripping plums, nectarines bursting, passion fruit juice tantalising, melons bounty, apricots tart… and all this will become Winter, jams spread,  sugared preserves, chunks of summer when the land lies dark, wine at the fireside reminding us that All can be remembered and savoured if we know how to keep it.

I love this… the seasons turning. No abruptness to it and gradual entering of change, really the way we should approach life. The softness that I recognise entering coolly, and the blessed rains that come to feed the land soon. But it’s not done yet, this warm lover will still linger. My senses have just felt that imperceptible shift that if you really tune in – knows. 

All that I have sought

All that I have sought I have not found,

All that came to me was sought

I have been in deep contemplation this week of the concept I AM. I have read books, listened and applied this. The words I Am are powerful. Using them with FEELING brings to you all manner of wishes fulfilled.

I get this…

But, I want to know, really know, what this means. What these two words mean within, declaring them is not enough for me. I want to know Mother/Father God. Gnosis. A real experience.

To quote from a website “The word Gnosis is derived from the Greek language, and means "knowledge of an intuitive comprehension of spiritual truths". Gnosis is a knowledge that cannot be arrived at through books or lectures, but rather through one’s own direct experience of reality. Gnosis is often referred to as knowledge of the heart, in contrast to knowledge that is obtained through the use of the intellect. Gnosis is not just theoretical, but one hundred percent practical. Through direct experience we surpass the boundaries of belief and disbelief, since both lead to ignorance. Through Gnosis one personally learns to experience reality directly, rather than believing or disbelieving, accepting or rejecting, and comes to know the inner truth."  http://www.gnosistasmania.org/

When I get to moments like this, I move. There is a bend on my walk, where I know of the Great Spirit, a power spot…there before me lies this: ocean, bend of beach, wetlands, mountains, bay, clouds, birds – all of pure creation, not of mankind. Without thought, it is there. Being. 

I see that I am seeking all the time… and it strikes me softly and slowly…

The Ravens in the Trees this morning

The Honey bird in the aloe two days ago

The Trees that wrap me

The Bee on my hand on the beach this morning

Each of them had a significant meaning. A message for me alone that when I really opened myself,  poured straight into my heart. Teaching me. Speaking to me.

I am just going to watch and wait now. All that I have sought I have not found, All that came to me was sought. 

The world said JOY

The world said JOY in its wind whisper

I watched the world in front of my desk this afternoon, lay on my bed and heard the world outside whisper JOY. Yes this is me personifying something that just is. But how else can it be? The grass, the little pink flowers hidden, the whirling dune dust ARE, they are perfectly what they ARE. How can anything not be in Joy if they are not in their flow of being.

This is what we are, in our bones. We came to live this, but the illusion of everyone else moving in the trance of “you are not allowed to want and be happy.” And we ate that with sugar, and grew blind, to want something beautiful for yourself is apparently so wrong.

Have you watched your language ever of how much woe, pain and agony you speak? I have, oh yes I have. I was handed a book over the weekend that has me turning my life upside down and into BEING what it should be…

The BOOK: Lynn Grabhorn – Excuse me, your LIFE is waiting.

Oh my word… you are in charge honey, go get what you WANT by FEELING it into existence. The information in this book distils the “Abraham” teachings better than any other.

I am living the life of my dreams, I AM.