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UNWAVERNG LIFE "...divine love..." "...wonder is the rush of life..." "...black womb of light..." June 5, 2018

6/5/2018

Beginning 5/8/18 we add at the very end of each post...in the order written
... Whispers from Morning Writngs in Ocala, FL (February-April 2018)

ALLOWANCE OF FULLING ALL ASPECTS
WITH
CORE OF BEING
<
ELIMINATES ALL
THAT IS NOT REAL
IN ALL REALMS
∞
ALL THAT CHANGES IS NOT REAL
YET WITHOUT WORDS & THOUGHTS
ALL IS REAL…EVEN THE CHANGES
=
UNWAVERING LIFE
SINCE BEFORE, DURING & AFTER
FOREVER
∞
ew
3:31 AM-6/5/18

Just as a forest conflagration
(itself a single body of flame)
assumes innumerable form,
so does the formless, nondual Consciousness
assume all forms that compose the universe.
Ramesh S. Balsekar
The Net of Jewels
June 5

The guru is a great mystery
to whom neither criteria nor inferences
of any nature can apply.
He is, indeed, the objective expression of the Absolute,
living beyond all sense of duality,
and cannot, therefore
be actually regarded as an object of worship.
He is not an object but all objects,
including the worshipper.
Ramesh S. Balsekar
The Net of Jewels
June 5

The Black Madonna invites us into the dark and therefore into our depths.
This is what the mystics call the “inside” of things, the essence of things.
This is where Divinity lies.
It is where the true self lies.
It is where illusions are broken apart and the truth lies.

Andrew Harvey puts it this way:
“The Black Madonna is the transcendent Kali-Mother,
the black womb of light out of which
all of the worlds are always arising and into which they fall,
the presence behind all things,
the darkness of love and the loving unknowing
into which the child of the Mother goes
when his or her illumination is perfect.” [4]
Matthew Fox
See More from this entire article
http://www.matthewfox.org/blog/the-return-of-the-black-madonna-a-sign-of-our-times-or-how-the-black-madonna-is-shaking-us-up-for-the-twenty-first-century
Larger excerpt in Read More at end of Afternoon photos

...love experienced as a state of consciousness
lies well beyond circumstances and people.
It is the state of a being
who has become so pure,
who has developed such self-mastery
that they have succeeded in attaining
the sublime regions of divine love.

From that moment on,
love dwells within them and,
whatever their activities,
they dispose of this love
for the benefit of all creatures.
Omraam Mikhael Aivanhov
excerpt from
https://www.prosveta-usa.com/love-a-state-of-consciousness_2018-06-05

Wonder is the rush of life saturating us with its aliveness....,
Marc Nepo

AFTERNOON

Wonder is the rush of life saturating us with its aliveness,
the way sudden rain makes us smile,
the way sudden wind opens our face.
And while wonder can surprise us,
our daily work is to cultivate wonder
in ourselves and in each other.

If, out of insecurity or pride or a need to achieve prominence,
we assert our own authority over the authority of life,
wonder will go into hiding like a shy animal.

The authority of being that connects us to all of life
needs to be affirmed, not asserted.

Only safety, honesty, and welcome
- the servants of encouragement-
can create an opening for wonder.

Wonder helps each soul awaken and discover
where its foundation touches the foundation of all things.
Wonder is a matter of depth, not mood.
~Mark Nepo
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2018/06/04/27500/

I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.

Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light,
and the stillness the dancing.
~T.S. Eliot
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2018/06/04/27500/

While everything changes,
it can only change you for the better.
Matt Kahn

OLD ROUTINES OF PATHS TO
THE REALIZED HIGHER GROUND AKASHA CORE
BECOME RUTS AND HOG WALLOWS
OF THE PAST
∞
AWARE AWARENESS MORE AUTHENTIC THAN
FOCUSED AWARENESS
ew
5:32 AM-4/16/18
(Ocala, Fl)

SILENCE OF AKASHA CORE SUFFICES
ew
5:21 AM-4/18/18
(Ocala Fl)

Does Pure Source energy “think”…? No!
Just IS!

A TRANSPARENCY THAT IS BEYOND WORDS AND THOUGHTS
ALL THAT CAN DIE IS EITHER DEAD OR ALMOST…
<
JOYFUL, PEACEFUL
THE ONE ETERNAL MOMENT
AKASHA CORE ORIGIN
ew
3:44 AM-4/19/18
(Ocala, Fl)

Read More below for
More re: Black Madonna
&
Additional Photos

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LIFE BEYOND BELIEF "He couldn't hear the stars singing." "...illusion fled..." "...radiant sky creature..." June 4, 2018

6/4/2018

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Beginning 5/8/18 we add at the very end of each post...in the order written
... Whispers from Morning Writngs in Ocala, FL (February-April 2018

ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE
WHEN UNFETTERED FROM ALL THAT VEILS
ORIGINAL TRUTH OF BEING
<
∞
AN ALPHA & OMEGA CONSCIOUSNESS
BEFORE, DURING & BEYOND ALL
THAT CONTAINS NO POSSESSIONS
(OF OR BY ANY “ME”)
TO DETER IMMORTALITY’S TRUTH
=
IMMORTAL ONES’ LIFE BEYOND BELIEF
ew
4:54 AM-6/4/18

WHAT DO WHITE BIRDS SAY?
Hafiz

The earth has disappeared
beneath my feet,
Illusion fled from all my ecstasy.

Now like a radiant sky creature
God keeps opening.

God keeps opening
Inside of Me.

Hafiz
Full poem in Read more Below
Photo and full poem here:
http://nomindsland.blogspot.com/2018/06/hafiz-what-do-white-birds-say.html

When Laurens van der Post one night
In the Kalihari Desert told the Bushmen
He couldn't hear the stars
Singing, they didn't believe him. They looked at him,
Half-smiling. They examined his face
To see whether he was joking
Or deceiving them.

Then two of those small men
Who plant nothing, who have almost
Nothing to hunt, who live
On almost nothing, and with no one
But themselves, led him away
From the crackling thorn-scrub fire
And stood with him under the night sky
And listened.

One of them whispered,
Do you not hear them now?
And van der Post listened, not wanting
To disbelieve, but had to answer,
No.

They walked him slowly
Like a sick man to the small dim
Circle of firelight and told him
They were terribly sorry,
And he felt even sorrier
For himself and blamed his ancestors
For their strange loss of hearing,
Which was his loss now.

On some clear nights
When nearby houses have turned off their televisions,
When the traffic dwindles, when through streets
Are between sirens and the jets overhead
Are between crossings, when the wind
Is hanging fire in the fir trees,

And the long-eared owl in the neighboring grove
Between calls is regarding his own darkness,
I look at the stars again as I first did
To school myself in the names of constellations
And remember my first sense of their terrible distance,

I can still hear what I thought
At the edge of silence where the inside jokes
Of my heartbeat, my arterial traffic,
The C above high C of my inner ear, myself
Tunelessly humming, but now I know what they are:

My fair share of the music of the spheres
And clusters of ripening stars,
Of the songs from the throats of the old gods
Still tending even tone-deaf creatures
Through their exiles in the desert.

–David Wagoner
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2018/03/the-silence-of-stars.html

When we are totally unclothed
- of all the old concepts and fantasies of a life without vulnerability -
love will show us what we are.
When the known crumbles away,
all that remains is this tender heart.
There is nothing more alive than that.
There is nothing more sacred than that.
There is nothing safer than that.
Matt Licata
Full Article here:
A tender not-knowing

If you keep your pride,
your ego,
and your self-significance down,
you will become available to Grace.
Sadhguru
Arrives AFTER morning photos posted...6/4/18

AFTERNOON

Spontaneous, true action happens naturally
when there is no "you"
checking whether the action conforms
to your own idea
of what's best for you..

Human beings have no independent or autonomous existence
whether they accept the fact or not.
And whether they like it or not,
they are being helplessly lived within the vast totality
of an imponderably intricate creation
over which
they have absolutely no control.
Ramesh S. Balsekar
The Net of Jewels
June 4

Wu Hsin's stance is that a single instant of understanding
has greater value
than years of practice.

Everything Wu Hsin suggests one think about
is intended to drive one beyond thought.

Leaving behind the false,
one abides in the true.

One's self is nothing in itself
but an address given point to
the organism's continuous interaction
with the environment.
Wu Hsin
Solving Yourself: Yuben de WuHsin
June 4

LIVE THE MOMENT IN THE ORIGINAL BEING
AKASHA CORE TRUTH OF BEING
ANYTHING DIFFERENT IS REPETITIVE-CAUSTIC
TO ALL ASPECTS OF BEING
ew
4:21 AM-4/13/18
(Ocala, Fl)

NOTHING MATTERS WHEN ONE HAS LOST ALL
AWARENESS OF THAT WHICH IS NOT REAL
<
MINDING-MIND DISAPPEARS
LEAVING ONLY
THAT WHICH IS REAL
ew
3:00 AM-4/16/18
(Ocala, Fl)

See:
Interesting article re:
The Secret Meaning of the Three Wise Monkyes
See No Evil - Hear No Evil - Speak No Evil
https://www.richardcassaro.com/the-secret-occult-meaning-of-the-three-wise-monkeys-hidden-by-the-elite-2
Fourth Monkey...DO No Evil
http://vsuete.com/four-wise-monkeys/

Read More Below
Hafiz Poem
Additional Photos

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CESSATION OF ALL..... "...ravages of linear time..." "...listening..." "...swell the moment...." Sunrise/Afternoon June 3, 2018

6/3/2018

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Beginning 5/8/18 we add at the very end of each post...in the order written
... Whispers from Morning Writngs in Ocala, FL (February-April 2018)

CELEBRATE CESSATION OF ALL
WORN & WEARY ASPECTS OF BEING
<
ORIGINAL ONE CONSCIOUSNESS PREVAILS
<
THE NEVERBORN/NEVERDIE LIFE
REQUIRES NO MINDING-MIND…
AND MUCH ELSE
THAT HAS BEEN HERETOFORE HELPFUL
ew
3:07 AM-6/3/18

LISTEN OR THY TONGUE WILL KEEP THEE DEAF
American Indian Proverb

Now pause,
now possession is required,
and the power to swell the moment
from the resources of our own heart
until it supersedes
sun & moon & solar system
in its expanding immensity.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
https://mailchi.mp/brainpickings/pythagoras?e=bc3afd75c6

Be still, life, be still at the break of dawn,
and you’ll feel the sun’s light
when you hear the morning’s song.
Ohara Hale
https://www.brainpickings.org/2018/06/01/be-still-life-ohara-hale/

The high value put upon every minute of time,
the idea of hurry-hurry as the most important objective of living,
is unquestionably the most dangerous enemy of joy.
Hermann Hesse
https://mailchi.mp/brainpickings/pythagoras?e=bc3afd75c6

The body that we have,
this very body that's sitting here right now in this room,
this very body that perhaps aches,
and this mind that we have at this very moment,
are exactly what we need to be fully human.
.......Everything is right here in order to lead a decent,
good, completely fulfilling,
energetic inspired life.
~Pema Chodren

Happiness comes from getting what you want,
whereas joy comes from being who you are."
~ Stephen Levine

I wish you all an awakening to the truth of who you are.
Barbara Azzara
the above quotes in this color font are shared by Barbara Azzara....
http://revbarbaraazzara.com/

What the mystic sees is really very simple to understand,
but it needs a special kind of intelligence and a special perspective -
not an intensified intellect
but a kind of transmuted intellect
which can offer a totally different perspective
by transferring to a standpoint
beyond itself.

For the egoic being the outer world is seen as the face of an enemy.
The disruptive dualism from which all conflict arises
is not in the outer world but within the false perception
of the pseudo-entity who fails to see the world
as his own reflection.
Rasmesh S. Balsekar
The Net of Jewels
June 3

AFTERNOON

When you shift your focus
from what is absent
to what is present,
from what is missing
to what has been given,
from what you are not
to who you are,
from the ravages of linear time
to the immediacy of Now,
you are reconnecting
with love, truth and beauty,
and abundance is yours,
effortlessly.
- Jeff Foster
http://wxmd.r.a.d.sendibm1.com/ixejqlbkygnf.html

Once, I ran from difficult feelings.
Now, they are my advisors, confidants, friends,
and they all have a home in me,
and they all belong and have dignity.
I am sensitive, soft, fragile,
my arms wrapped around all my inner children.
And in my sensitivity, power.
In my fragility, an unshakeable Presence.

In the depths of my wounds,
in what I had named “darkness”,
I found a blazing Light
that guides me now in battle.

I became a warrior
when I turned towards myself.
And started listening.
(excerpt)
Jeff Foster
More here:
http://wxmd.r.a.d.sendibm1.com/ixejqlbkygnf.html

TRUE LISTENING ONLY HAPPENS
WHEN MINDING-MIND
WAGGING THE THOUGHTS AND TONGUE IS STILLED…
IF NOT
ONE IS FLATTENED<ENTOMBED IN ONE’S OWN LIES
SNUFFED AWAY FROM TRUTH OF BEING
Rx:
CENTER INTO VAST SILENCE
OF AKASHA TAO CORE
SOURCE
CREATOR
AS A WAY OF LIFE
ew
4:38 AM-4/14/18
(Ocala, Fl)

ONLY TAO CORE SOURCING
SUFFICES
RETURNING/MAINTAINING AN ORIGINAL ONE TO ORIGIN
REGARDLESS OF MATERIAL-MAN REALMS’ SEDUCTIONS
ONE IS THE LIFE FORCE OF ALL
YET VARYING LIVES & GENRES
(THE HUMMINGBIRD NEVER TRIES TO BE AN ELEPHANT)
<
NO MISSIONARY ASPECTS IN/OF/AS TAO CORE
ONLY LIFE
ew
4:55 AM-4/15/18
(Ocala, Fl)

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TRANSPARENT CONDUIT - BEYOND KNOWING THEY KNOW "...my true names." June 2, 2018

6/2/2018

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Beginning 5/8/18 we add at the very end of each post...in the order written
... Whispers from Morning Writngs in Ocala, FL (February-April 2018)

ONLY THE “I” OF “I AM”
<
“I”=”AM”
∞
ORIGINAL ONES KNOW
BEYOND KNOWING THEY KNOW
∞
NO ABILITY TO WORD OR THINK
ORIGINAL SILENCE BEFORE SOUND
<
ONLY A TRANSPARENT CONDUIT REMAINS
ew
4:41 AM-6/2/18

…when it's ALWAYS "only NOW"
life can Deliciously Simplify!!!
ew/dmm
5:04 AM-6/2/18

The sea will be the sea,
whatever the drop's philosophy...

http://nomindsland.blogspot.com/

The women who is a virgin,
one in herself,
does what she does not for power
or out of the desire to please,
but because what she does is true.
The Pregnant Virgin: A Process of Psychological Transformation
by ...
- Marion Woodman
The Sacred Prostitute: Eternal Aspect of the Feminine
Nancy Qualls-Corbett
She walks above a raging river on a tight wire...
and even a drowning man grabbing at her gown for rescue...
deters her not...
she calmly remains Contained.."alone with the Alone"...
on her OWN Path.
from dmm memory of the above when read years ago
in The Pregnant Virgin-Marion Woodman)
See:
Pregnant Virgin:....
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/pregnant-virginbaubo-may-15-2018
Also CATEGORIES in right hand column: PREGNANT VIRGIN

Saturday, June 2, 2018
« When a tightrope walker is on the high wire,
they are forced to stretch out their arms to keep their balance.
Well, this image represents a human being who,
torn by opposing impulses,
goes forward in life as if on a tightrope.

Every day, they must strive to maintain a balance
between the two pans of his psychic scales:
the heart and the intellect.
If their heart leans too much to one side,
if their feelings take up too much space,
they must quickly call upon their intellect,
their thought, and vice versa.

Something must always be added to one side,
and subtracted from the other.
An inattentive person will quickly lose their balance.

In each sphere of life,
humans must see to the balance of both pans of their inner scales.
If they have a tendency to overly focus on matter (possessions, power)
to the detriment of spirit,
they will create an imbalance within.

But neither must they abandon matter
on the pretext they live in the spirit.
Whether in the physical, the psychic or the spiritual plane,
each movement made in one direction
must be offset by a movement
in the opposite direction. »
Omraam Mikhael Aivanhov
https://www.prosveta-usa.com/tightrope-walker-a-the-image-of-humans-who-must-always-balance-the-two-opposing-tendencies-within-themselves_2018-06-02

We don't receive wisdom;
we must discover it for ourselves
after a journey that no one can take for us
or spare us.
~Marcel Proust

when we lead with appreciation and radiance....
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2018/06/02/27489/

AFTERNOON

From
Thich Nhat Hanh
I have a poem for you.
This poem is about three of us.
The first is a twelve-year-old girl,
one of the boat people crossing the Gulf of Siam.
She was raped by a sea pirate,
and after that she threw herself into the sea.

The second person is the sea pirate,
who was born in a remote village in Thailand.
And the third person is me. I was very angry, of course.
But I could not take sides against the sea pirate.
If I could have, it would have been easier, but I couldn’t.

I realized that if I had been born in his village and had lived a similar life
– economic, educational, and so on –
it is likely that I would now be that sea pirate.
So it is not easy to take sides.

Out of suffering, I wrote this poem.
It is called
“Please Call Me by My True Names,”
because I have many names,
and when you call me by any of them,
I have to say, Yes.”

Please Call Me by My True Names

Don’t say that I will depart tomorrow --
even today I am still arriving.

Look deeply: every second I am arriving
to be a bud on a Spring branch,
to be a tiny bird, with still-fragile wings,
learning to sing in my new nest,
to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower,
to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.

I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry,
to fear and to hope.

The rhythm of my heart is the birth and death
of all that is alive.

I am the mayfly metamorphosing
on the surface of the river.
And I am the bird
that swoops down to swallow the mayfly.

I am the frog swimming happily
in the clear water of a pond.
And I am the grass-snake
that silently feeds itself on the frog.

I am the child in Uganda, all skin and bones,
my legs as thin as bamboo sticks.
And I am the arms merchant,
selling deadly weapons to Uganda.

I am the twelve-year-old girl,
refugee on a small boat,
who throws herself into the ocean
after being raped by a sea pirate.
And I am the pirate,
my heart not yet capable
of seeing and loving.

I am a member of the politburo,
with plenty of power in my hands.
And I am the man who has to pay
his “debt of blood” to my people
dying slowly in a forced-labor camp.

My joy is like Spring, so warm
it makes flowers bloom all over the Earth.
My pain is like a river of tears,
so vast it fills the four oceans.

Please call me by my true names,
so I can hear all my cries and my laughter at once,
so I can see that my joy and pain are one.

Please call me by my true names,
so I can wake up,
and so the door of my heart
can be left open,
the door of compassion.
From Call Me By My True Names:
The Collected Poems of Thich Nhat Hanh
https://plumvillage.org/
http://nomindsland.blogspot.com/
Blog for June 1, 2018

AKASHA TAO CORE BEING
WITHOUT MINDING-MIND
SAME AS ALZHEIMERS
IF ONE IS NOT
IN NOTHING’S JOY..
A JOY THAT IS IMPERSONAL
ew
7:09 AM-4/11/18
(Ocala, Fl)

LISTENING
<
BEING ORIGINAL SILENCE
THAT HAS NO THOUGHTS…
HOWEVER THOUGHTS, AND EVEN THINKING
ARE HAPPENING
WITHOUT IDO’S ADO
SENSE OF BEING A TRANSPARENT INSTRUMENT
<
NO SEPARATE SENSE
ONLY LIFE
JUST IS
ew
6:26 AM-4/12/18
(Ocala,Fl.)

Photo from 12/18/14

Chose the above photograph from Photo Archives....then Knew to find that date's Oceanspeak to share....here it is:
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/perfuming-grace-sunriseafternoon-december-18-2014

See the ew Whisper here re: Knowing/UnKnowing..
Synchronisitcally just Appeared
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/the-unknowing-of-pure-being-sunriseafternoon-december-31-2014

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UNBIDDEN JOY GRACEFULL AWARENESS "...flower into our natural light~" JUNE 1, 2018

6/1/2018

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Beginning 5/8/18 we add at the very end of each post...in the order written
... Whispers from Morning Writngs in Ocala, FL (February-April 2018)

CULTIVATING AWARENESS OF UNBIDDEN JOY
<
ALL SIMPLY IS UNBIDDEN
∞
JUST IS
∞
IN/OF/AS
THE ETERNAL NOW MOMENT
OF
GENTLE DÉJÀ VU
∞
ew
4:13 AM-6/1/18

As Children of the Universe,
may we each find our path in this mysterious existence,
knowing that Life is precious
Death is our greatest teacher
We are all equal
Our heart’s sincerity is our strength
compassion is our shield,
gratitude is our abundance
and to grow is our destiny

~Let us willingly flower into our natural light~
Eden Sky
https://galacticculture.wordpress.com/edenskywalker/

AFTERNOON...

As the 13th century mystic Rumi encourages,
"Unfold your own myth,
without complicated explanation,
so everyone will understand the passage,
'We have opened you.'"

Myth the point:
Be the mystic doorway others walk through on their path to awakening.
From Clarifying Sharings here:
http://www.liveyourlight.com/WhatShines.html
Full Rumi Poem here:
https://ontheland.blog/2018/04/02/unfold-your-own-myth/

Maybe at first the beautiful experiences enhance our lives
and cultivate a sense of joy that we believe is contained within that beauty.
And the negative experiences seem to disrupt our lives
and pull our attention away into fear.
But the truth, behind our experience of fear and joy,
is that
there is something that is
un-contained and never disrupted.

If we allow both the beautiful and the painful
to point us back to not knowing,
regardless of our circumstances,
we come to see that it is the only constant in a world
that swings between good and bad,
up and down,
right and wrong.

And so the pain served as an eraser.
It came in and slowly took everything.
It’s primary message is to let go.
Its gift is silent fullness.
It demands brevity and so points without delay
to the fundamental fabric,
that ground of the unknown.

When we inquire into the hidden value of the unknown,
especially in a moment of great pain or great beauty
we may not find an answer.
We may instead experience
an out-of-the-question silence
that contains a profound reverence.

For true peace in the face of great pain,
and for the resolution of its suffering,
it is this unquestionable silence
we must reveal within ourselves.
It is not a tool to help better ourselves.
It is not a pain killer.

When the transient lights of our own lives are going out,
and we no longer know anything –
it is who we truly are,
and we are already home.
Excerpt from:
The Hidden Value of Not Knowing
Sruti
Find the Book and More here:
http://srutisangha.org/

ENLIGHTENED AKASHA TAO CORE CONSCIOUSNESS
=
ALL IS FORGIVEN
AS THERE IS ONLY NOW
=
THERE IS NOTHING TO FORGIVE WITHIN OR WITHOUT
AS THERE IS NO
MINDING-MIND TO MIND
MAN MADE TIME
PRECEPTS/CONCEPTS
PAST PRESENT OR FUTURE
=
TRANSPARENT CONDUIT OF
THE NEVERBORN/NEVERDIE LIFE
SINCE BEFORE ALL
=
THE PRIMORDIAL ARCHETYPE
OF
EFFORTLESS EASE BAUBO
ew
5:50 AM-4/9/18
(Ocala Fl.)

SO BE IT!

WHATEVER IT IS
WITHOUT OPINIONS & MENTAL CHATTER
=
GRACEFULL AWARENESS
ELIMINATES ALL BUT TRUTH OF BEING
PRESENT IN THE PRESENCE
TRANSPARENT CONDUIT
ew
1:48 AM-4/10/18
(Ocala. Fl.)

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UNWAVERNG LIFE "...divine love..." "...wonder is the rush of life..." "...black womb of light..." June 5, 2018

LIFE BEYOND BELIEF "He couldn't hear the stars singing." "...illusion fled..." "...radiant sky creature..." June 4, 2018

CESSATION OF ALL..... "...ravages of linear time..." "...listening..." "...swell the moment...." Sunrise/Afternoon June 3, 2018

TRANSPARENT CONDUIT - BEYOND KNOWING THEY KNOW "...my true names." June 2, 2018

UNBIDDEN JOY GRACEFULL AWARENESS "...flower into our natural light~" JUNE 1, 2018

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