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RENUDE NAKED GRACE "...innocence, allowing and letting go." Blood Moon Full Lunar Eclipse July 27, 2018

7/27/2018

PHOTO FROM: https://mailchi.mp/awakeningtoremembering.com/happy-galactic-new-year-ready-for-this-powerful-blood-moon-eclipse-inner-matrix-07262018?e=41f99dbc70

A BLACK VORTEXING DOWNWARD
HOLE OF DEATH
ERASES ALL BUT THE
GREAT SILENCE BEFORE SOUND
<
EMERGENCE OF PRISTINE CONSCIOUSNESS
THE PRIMEVAL TRUTH OF BEING
GRACEOPATHY’S POSSESSION
RENEWED & RENUDE
NAKED GRACE
CLARITY OF PURPOSE RETURNS
INNER PRINT-OUT OF NEXT STEPS IS GIVEN
“…THE NEXT AND MOST NECESSARY STEP
WITHOUT FUSS
BUT WITH CONVICTION”*
ew
2:14 AM-7/27/18
*“When one does the next and most necessary thing without fuss and with conviction,
one always does what is meaningful and intended by fate.”
C.G. JUNG
http://www.jungiantherapist.net/listening-to-your-deepest-self/

One field of radiant fullness.
That fullness, that Infinite Consciousness wakes up to itself.
It doesn't happen to you as a separate individual self.
It is revealed to Self-awareness through you
as the divine perfection of that.

Just as you are.

You are infinite joy, peace, love and silence.
All of the attributes you have been seeking to perfect within yourself,
such as humility, compassion, love, and simplicity
are in fact the very nature of who you actually are.
Right now.

Awakening is not a goal or an achievement.
It is not a shiny crown given to those who have accumulated
the most spiritual gold stars along the "path".
It is what is and has always been.
No prior experience necessary.

All of our beautiful seeking,
spiritual practice, meditation, yoga and devoted service
does not bring about Awakening.

It is not the top rung of a ladder of "doing"
that we appear to have been climbing all these years.

Your true nature has been here all along.
It is here right now as you look at the screen and read these words.
Your infinite Self is the screen,
the light that it emits,
the words on it,
the room that you sit in,
the thoughts you are having,
the brain that is processing those thoughts.

All one simple,
radiant fullness in its joyful play
of knowing itself through you,
as you.

In fact, there is actually no individual person reading this,
only pure consciousness in flow within itself.
That is where the paradox of
infinite unbounded awareness
and
this supposed individual expression exist,
simultaneously.

No one wakes up, so relax.

AFTERNOON

Stop trying so hard.
It doesn't happen to you,
it is revealed to us as One.

The basic requirements are
innocence,
allowing
and
letting go.

https://www.thissimplegrace.com/
http://nomindsland.blogspot.com/ (Post for July 26, 2018)

Just when we're softened by the years,.
when we have enough experience to see
for ourselves, our maps are torn from us.
This can be frightening, but there's divine
timing in the dissolution of a stubborn mind,
the way an inlet waits on the last rock to crumble
so it can find its destiny to the sea.

Losing the way set out by others
is necessary
so we can discover for ourselves
what it means to be alive.

Now we can burn the clothes
others have laid out for us,
[other's maps of reality, other's agendas],
not in anger,
but to light our way.

Now we can let the soul spill its
honey on the unleavened life we've been carrying.
Now we can rise.

Mark Nepo
Poem from: Inside the Miracle
[brackets mine]

All explanations are myths
whose truth-value we assign subjectively.
They are true only in so far
as we say they are true.
They are stories we
conjure up and tell ourselves
in order to make sense of the disconnected,
context-free phantasmagoria
of present perception.

It makes no sense to proclaim any explanation
for the present
to be objectively true...

Bernard Kastrup
More Than Allegory
via - Markings
https://mysticmeandering.blogspot.com/2018/07/losing-maps-mark-nepo-kastrup.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+MysticMeandering+%28Mystic+Meandering%29

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MACABRE BEAUTY IN THIS HORROR NAKED GRACE "...they will exhale my smile." JULY 26, 2018

7/26/2018

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EXPLODING CHAOS
<
LANCING THE INFECTED BOILS OF
ARCHETYPAL HATRED AND MURDER
=
SEEING BEAUTY – FEELING RELIEF
IN THE EXPOSURE
∞
ONLY NAKED GRACE
SUFFICES WITH NAKED HATRED’S
DESTRUCTION
∞
THERE IS MACABRE BEAUTY
IN THIS HORROR
ew
5:53 AM-7/26/18

So many garish lamps in the dying brain’s lamp-show,
Forget about them.

Concentrate on the essence, concentrate on the Light.
In lucid bliss, calmly smoking off its own holy fire,

The Light streams towards you from all things,
All people, all possible permutations of good, evil, thought, passion.

The lamps are different,
but the Light is the same.

One matter, one energy, one Light, one Light-mind,
Endlessly emanating all things.

One turning and burning diamond,
One, one, one.

Ground yourself, strip yourself down,
To blind loving silence.
Stay there, until you see
You are gazing at the Light
With its own ageless eyes”

― Rumi

The spiritual journey
calls us out into the wild places
where God is not tamed and domesticated.
We are asked to release our agendas
and discover the holy direction for our lives.
When we yield,
we allow a holy pause, notice where we are "forcing things,"
and then we can let them go.
It is about smiling gently at all the inner desires
that attempt to grasp control of our lives.
When we do, we can give those feelings a compassionate embrace.
We can all each of them to dissolve into this endless embrace,
yielding to the greater force at work within us.~Christine Valters Paintner
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2018/07/26/27779/

AFTERNOON

I’m a fool with little need of company.

There’s no one deemed respectable here,
so how could I demand respect?

When recognition only brings busyness,
how could I not love invisibility?

Knowing that mind is the slayer of silence
why would I want “the last word?”

Saturated by streaming aliveness
how could I be lonely?

I cherish the extraordinariness
of ordinary suchness
but few know what that looks like,
so I’ll tell you:

The birds come to my birdbath.
The dogs wag their tails
when I open my door.
My luna-lover beams at me
without reproach or expectation.

My cup runneth over
and the ants make the most of it;
they even cart off my toenail clippings.

When the tide of breath runs out
they will claim every scrap of this body
and have a banquet with the worms.

And their scats will feed the earth;
new grass will grow in the summer,
sap will rise in the trees
and they will exhale my smile.

I will be breathed back

into the fecundity of space.
Just like that.

And that’s enough for me.
miriam louisa
https://echoesfromemptiness.com/2018/05/04/the-birds-come-to-my-birdbath/

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WILDNESS OF UNFETTERED CREATION July 20, 2018 "...only the Breath of Sacred Silence..."

7/20/2018

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BREATHED AS*
“I FEEL LOVE – I TRUST”
UNTIL ALL SENSE OF “I” REMOVES
ALLOWING AKASHA TAO CORE FULL POSSESSION
AH! & SO IT IS
∞
ONLY THE IMPERSONAL LIFE
OF
GRACEOPATHY REMAINS
<
WILDERNESS OF DECAY AND HUMAN HORRORS
IS
AS COMPOST PILE OF CORE SILENCE
SOURCING
THE WILDNESS OF UNFETTERED CREATION
ew
3:35 AM-7/20/18
*Read the Offering below re "Breath as Sacred Silence"
an hour AFTER the Above Whisper Worded

WHEN WE ARE IN FULL BLOWN GRACEOPATHY…FINALLY!!!!
ALL HORRORS HERE ARE THE REMINDER:
<
ALLOW TRUTH OF BEING AKASHA TAO CORE SILENCE
TO USURP/REPLACE
TALKING TRUTH OF BEING
<
NO WILD ITCH TO TALK TRUTH
WHEN ONE IS*
WITHOUT WAVER
AH! for this
BALM OF GILEAD**
ew/dmm
3:45 AM-7/20/18
* (UNSULLIED ORIGINAL CORE - -SILENT TRUTH OF BEING)
** https://www.umcdiscipleship.org/resources/there-is-a-balm-in-gilead-heal-the-world

The Breath of Sacred Silence
Beyond all concepts of duality and non-duality
there is only the Breath of Sacred Silence...
Here is neither oneness or two-ness,
only the exquisite Rhythm of
the Infinite Breath
IN which Existence exists.

In this space
everything else falls away -
all breathing falls into The Rhythm
of the Ineffable - the Unknown -
The Mystery...

The inhale and exhale
of the Cosmos,
one Rhythm.
No longer aware of
separation,
only unspeakable Silence
breathing...

The mind tries to hold onto concepts,
through thought patterns,
thought processes;
an automated mechanism
that just runs,
creating scenarios of I/me/other.

BUT
Here - in the river of direct experience,
only the Breath of the Sacred breathes,
unencumbered by thought...

In this space of Grace
there is no sense of
union,
or dissolution,
or surrender...

One is simply - absorbed -
into the Ineffable Breath.
A natural, organic absorption of the whole being
in the ongoing stream of the
Pure Isness of Being...

The Ecstatic Mystery of the Breath of Sacred Silence...

The Above Wording
from
Mystic Meandering
Meditative Writings
July 19, 2018

https://mysticmeandering.blogspot.com/2018/07/the-breath-of-sacred-silence.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+MysticMeandering+%28Mystic+Meandering%29
(for marvelous Soul Fuelings and ReFuelings
do check the list this above "Mystic Meandering" page
has on right side of it's pages...for further web Offerings...
...He calls them
"Watering Holes"
am ReReminded of Biblical Angels "Stirring the Waters")

AFTERNOON

The Daily Lesson
July 20, 2018
“Then meditation takes on its final phase.
When,
in this nothingness of the individual,
the Father speaks
- takes over, heals, redeems, and instructs--
then the Father lives that life.

Eventually,
every one of us will come
to Paul's state of consciousness
in the realization,
'I live;
yet not I, but Christ,'
the son of God,
the very Spirit and presence of God,
lives my life.’

Then, and only then,
are we a state of humility
that has in it not a single trace of virtue,
but only the realization of the truth that we are nothing,
that we can do nothing
and be nothing of ourselves.”
~Joel S Goldsmith
Full "Lesson" here:
www.iwso.org/thedailylesson.htm

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ORIGIN'S CREATOR QUANTUMLY EXPLODING "...shared Core beingness;...." "..ultimate other-worldly gesture:..." July 5, 2018

7/5/2018

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December 2, 2014 "Nothing Left Sunrise" OceanSpeak for this date

HOLD IN VAST ORIGINAL SILENCE
WELL BEFORE/BEYOND ANY/ALL
CONCEPTS OF SURRENDER
ew
6:19 AM-7/5/18
A “Milestone Depletion” Morning-
Unable to Force/Invite/Surrender physical body to Sunrise Beach
All Sunrise Photos posting today are Randomly Picked this morning
from Archived Photos Dec. 2, 2014... then...
PLEASE NOTE this
Breathtakingly SYNCHRONISTIC OceanSpeak: for same date!
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/nothing-is-left-which-you-can-disown-sunriseafternoon-dec-2-2014

(below is First Whisper from much earlier 7/5/18 this morning)

BE WITH MAN-MADE DEATH, DESTRUCTION & HORROR
AS ONE IS WITH MOTHER NATURE
MOST SPECIFICALLY THE OCEAN
<
HER OCEAN WATER WAVES & BREAKERS
KILL OR CURE
∞
ONE INSTINCTIVELY LEAPS HIGHER
OR
DIVES BENEATH
SUCH QUANTUMLY EXPLODING ENERGY*
=
BEYOND ALL WORDS & THOUGHTS
TRANSPARENT CONDUIT OF ORIGIN’S CREATOR
<
ROLLING WITH
CENTERED IN/OF/AS
THE TIDE
of
AKASHA TAO CORE’S
TRUTH OF BEING
ew
3:38 AM-7/5/18
* https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quantum_entanglement

Oh soul,
you worry too much.
You have seen your own strength.
You have seen your own beauty.
You have seen your golden wings.

Of anything less,
why do you worry?

You are in truth
the soul, of the soul,
of the soul.

–Rumi
http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/search?q=rumi
(Synchronicity: read by dmm/ew 5:43AM-7/5/16)

It is when we think we know what things we have need of
that we are making our greatest mistake
because we are measuring our needs
in terms of our previous or present experience,
and are looking upon life as a continuation of our past,
the same, monotonous, dull way of existence,
except with possibly the addition of a little more health or money;
whereas,
when the Spirit of God takes over in our consciousness,
It fulfills Itself at Its own level.

That fulfillment may carry us off into a new country
or into a new activity
— business, artistic, professional, or social--
because we have no way humanly of knowing
the will of God any more than we know the ways of God.
But God's will can work through us if we surrender ourselves and realize:

Thy grace is my sufficiency in all things.
I take no thought for the form in which that Grace should appear;
I take no thought as to how Thy will should work in me,
or Thy ways.
I seek only Thy grace.
Joel Goldsmith
A Parenthesis in Eternity
July 5, 2018
Full "Lesson" here:
www.iwso.org/thedailylesson.htm

It's an act of aggression when we impose
prejudicial categories and labels on "others";
when we don't see
that we are all a unique expression
of our
shared Core Beingness;
when we've been enculturated to hate "other" people's cultures through fear because they are not like "us"...

We are all "free" when we recognize each other's Core Beingness as our own, and the diverseness of our individuality that expresses that Beingness
and treat each other with respect and compassion.
Fred LaMotte
Synchronisticaly arrived/read this morning 7/5/18- 4:28 AM
https://mysticmeandering.blogspot.com/2018/07/free-to-be-fred-lamotte.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+MysticMeandering+%28Mystic+Meandering%29

AFTERNOON -
All remaining photos from December 2, 2014....OceanSpeak
"...nothing is left which you can disown..."

December 2, 2014

Silence is the artist’s ultimate other-worldly gesture:
by silence,
he frees himself from servile bondage to the world,
which appears as patron, client, consumer, antagonist, arbiter,
and distorter of his work.
Susan Sontag
from EXCELLENT article here:
https://www.brainpickings.org/2015/07/06/the-aesthetic-of-silence-susan-sontag/?mc_cid=fbe9792113&mc_eid=bc3afd75c6

Once you experientially know
that you are not the body and not the mind,
there is no possibility of suffering for you.
Sadhguru
(this was read ...early afternoon 7/5/18)

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IMMORTAL CORE SOUL FUEL EMBRYONIC NAKEDNESS "...presence of nothingness;" Sunrise/Afternoon June 9, 2018

6/9/2018

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HOLD BY BEING HELD
IN/OF/AS IMMORTAL CORE
SEE/HEAR/SPEAK/DO NO EVIL OR GOOD
JUST BE WITHOUT WORDS OR THOUGHTS
<
CLARITY’S UNTAINTED ORIGINAL-SILENCE AWARENESS
TRANSPARENT CONDUIT OF IMMORTAL SOURCE OF ALL
<
A CONDUIT OF WHAT THEY NAME “DIVINE GRACE”
SILENCING ALL BUT TRUTH OF BEING
IN/OF/AS/FOR ALL
ew
2:56 AM-6/9/18
See:
http://www.angelfire.com/in4/alchemy2084/praise.html

Immortality is NOW.
When the student is ready,
the teacher disappears.
ew
approx Nov 2006

When the student is ready the teacher will appear.
When the student is truly ready...
The teacher will Disappear.”
― Lao Tzu
(did NOT know Lao Tzu said this until now:4:02 AM 6/9/18)

All wordings in this font color below from
Brian Thompson

The only chaos,
is that which stirs,
within the mind.

Without the mind's interference,
everything is perfect, as it is;
nothing needs changing.

From nothing,
all somethings appear;
and back to nothing,
all things will return.

Only nothingness remains.
Only nothingness Is.

Be this presence of nothingness;
return to your original, underlying nature.

Observe, listen, and in non-reactive quiescence;
be the loving and peaceful stillness,
in which the entire world turns.

In Nothing,
Absolute Perfection,
becomes Known.
Brian Thompson

Full Poem here:
http://www.zenthinking.net/poetry/the-only-chaos-is-that-which-stirs-within-the-mind

AFTERNOON....

An infant,
not being aware of having an individual identity,
has no intellect with which to conceptualize
and therefore lives in spontaneous freedom
without resistance from moment to moment.
The same is true of the self-realized sage,
who has gone beyond the mind.

One need only float
with the magnificent current of Totality
in the ecstasy of oneness with the cosmic flow of events.
What else can the dreamer do with his dream
except passively witness it without judgment?
Ramesh S. Balsekar
The Net of Jewels
June 9

SOUL FUEL
unpublished writing from ew archive

“MEDICINE FOR THE INJURED”*
SINCE BEFORE TIME.

COMPOSTING ALL SHOVELS
WE HAVE USED TO DIG FOR RELEASING MEMORIES

SURRENDERING IN EMBRYONIC NAKEDNESS
INTO THE POWER THAT BREATHES US

LIFTING HIGHER AND FREER
INTO PURE LOVE'S LIGHT

OPENING AND PAUSED
WITHOUT THOUGHT OR EFFORT

AN OVERWHELMING AND DELICIOUS
INFUSION OF SOURCE'S EVERSHINING
BECOMES ALL THAT WE ARE

COME GENTLY
AND OFTEN
TO THIS
DEEP CORE QUIET AND SURRENDER

SOONER RATHER THAN LATER
IT BECOMES AN EFFORTLESS-EASE WAY OF LIFE

IT IS “MEDICINE FOR THE INJURED”*
SINCE BEFORE TIME.

IT IS ALL....
THAT REALLY IS
ew
5/3/14-6:30 a.m.

Immortality is NOW.
When the student is ready, the teacher disappears.
ew
*Robert Coon
http://www.angelfire.com/in4/alchemy2084/praise.html
Excellent Resource/Sharings re: IMMORTALITY
*Cat Steven
(End of Unpublished ew Writing)

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FEATHERFALL - Laurens van der Post
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EFFORTLESS EASE RELIEF "...formless Ecstasy..." Sunrise/Afternoon May 27, 2018

5/27/2018

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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)

ABSOLUTE FOLLY OF ALL YESTERDAYS
<
COMPOSTING REPETITIVE MURKINESS
THAT CAN NOW ONLY SERVE FOR
SOUL’S BLOSSOMING AND OVERFLOW
∞
RAW MEMORIES HAVE CHANGED FORM
NO LONGER ABLE TO CREATE MURKY,
LYING-TO-SOUL REALITIES
=
RICH & ABUNDANT FERTILIZER WITHOUT
IDO’S ADO
BLESSED IS THE EFFORTLESS-EASE RELIEF
THE GRACE OF IMMORTALITY
ew
2:57 AM-5/27/18

We shall not cease from exploration
and the end of all our exploring
will be to arrive where we started
and know the place
for the first time.
T.S Eliot

THE MIND STILL WONDERS
Oh, the mind still wonders,
About the unfathomable mystery of life,
Even though the Whole of Being,
Is Drunk on The Beloved’s Wine.

It still revels in contemplation about,
In deep consideration of,
In profound meditation upon,
But now... like an enchanted child.

Oh, it still desires to know,
But no longer “struggles” to do so,
No longer "needs" as it did, before,
The fruition of concept and theory.

For The Question has been Answered,
Not in thought, word, or concept,
Not in knowledge or understanding,
For nothing is known, nothing understood.

The Question has been answered,
In the Living Presence, Here, in form,
Of the Soul's formless Ecstasy Revealed,
Shining in duality, beyond duality.

And still… the mind Wonders.
Chuck Surface
FB - April 16, 2018
https://www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved/photos/a.376909075767892.1073741825.291596150965852/1499248436867278/?type=3&theater

www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved

And still… the mind Wonders.
Chuck Surface
4/16/18
And Stilled....the mind is Now WonderFull
ew
5/27/18

Backyard Friendly Thrush Perches & Stills while we eat daily Moringa leafs post-Sunrise

AFTERNOON....

The great Buddhist truth
is that we have been whole from the very beginning:
we need only realize it.
~Taylor Plimpton
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2018/05/27/27457/

Seeing the world as it is
means seeing not only
the vulnerability and suffering of each person,
but also the basic goodness of each person.

When the veil of trance lifts,
the pleasures and pains,
the hopes and fears of our small,
space-suit self still come and go,
but they no longer define us.

We no longer take things so personally,
we no longer feel like “something is wrong with me.”
Instead we begin to trust
the innocence and goodness of being
that our trance had obscured.
This turns out to be a tremendous relief
and
a taste of freedom.
~Tara Brach
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2018/05/27/27457/

REVEL=LEVER
For
AKASHA TAO CORE
PRIMORDIAL
TRUTH OF BEING
ew
7:24 AM-3/28/18
(Ocala, Fl)

"REMEMBRANCE ROCK' is just to right

MINDING-MIND
THINKING DISAPPEARS
<
UNVEILED PURE AWARENESS
ew
6:01 AM-3/30/18
(Ocala, Fl)

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BREATH OF ORIGINAL BEING February 19, 2018 “an unwounded hand can handle poison.”

2/19/2018

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6:39 AM Note: Heart Shape above silhouette head

ORIGINAL BEING
AKASHA CORE
AS INDICATED BY BREATHER’S BREATH
REMOVES ALL PRIOR REQUIREMENTS
OF
PRETENSE
∞
PRETENSE WAS UTILIZED
TO DEVELOP MISSIONARY PERSONAL COMPASSION
(IE POLARIZATIONS' PURE HELL ON EARTH)
NOW THERE IS ONLY A TRANSPARENT CONDUIT
THE SILENCE BEFORE SOUND
<
THE IMPERSONAL LIFE
THE EMBRYONIC TAO BREATH*
OF
ORIGIN
AKASHA-TAO CORE
ew
4:01 AM-2/19/18
*https://spiritualpaths.net/the-breath-of-tao-by-kenneth-cohen/
*https://www.thoughtco.com/tai-hsi-taoist-embryonic-breathing-3182942
*http://www.fightingarts.com/reading/article.php?id=571

(dmm/ew Understood/Was/is this Way of Breath before ever reading any words re: this)

(dmm/ew did NOT consciously remember, as above Whisper Worded,
that an OSHO chapter was bookmarked a few days ago to include on an OceanSpeak...
...only 'yesterday' did we put it close to computer to remember to include it today.
....ONLY after the above Whisper Happened, did we re-open to
marked page and only THEN consciously remembered it's content..
in Honour of this Synchronicity,
the entire chapter is on Read More, below Afternoon Photos)

6:43 am

All quoted below in this color font
is the full sharing of:
OSHO
TRANSFORMATION TAROT
#50 Compassion
Jesus and The Money-changers

People come to me and they ask, “what is right and what is wrong?”
I say, “Awareness is right; unawareness is wrong.”
I don’t label actions as wrong and right.
I don’t say violence is wrong.
Sometimes violence can be right.
I don’t say love is right.
Sometimes love can be wrong.
Love can be for a wrong person,
love can be for a wrong purpose.
Somebody loves his country.
Now, this is wrong because nationalism is a curse.
Somebody loves his religion.
He can kill, he can murder, he can burn others’ temples.
Neither is love always right nor is anger always wrong.

Then what is right and what is wrong?
To me, awareness is right.
If you are angry with full awareness, even anger is right.
And if you are loving with unawareness ,
even love is not is right.
So let the quality of awareness be there in every act that you do,
in every thought that you think, in every dream that you dream.
Let the quality of awareness enter into your being more and more.
Become suffused with the quality of awareness.
Then whatsoever you do is virtue.
Then whatsoever you do is good.
Then whatsoever you do is a blessing to you
and to the world in which you live.
***********

Let me remind you of a situation that happened in Jesus’ life.
He took a whip and entered into the great temple of Jerusalem.
A whip in the hand of Jesus….?
This is what Buddha means when he says,
“an unwounded hand can handle poison.”
Yes, Jesus can handle a whip, no problem:
the whip cannot overpower him.
He remains alert,
his consciousness is such.

The great temple of Jerusalem had become a place of robbers.
There were money-changers inside the temple
and they were exploiting the whole country.
Jesus alone entered the temple and upturned their boards
–the boards of the money-changers –
threw their money around and created such turmoil
that the money-changers escaped outside the temple.
They were many and Jesus was alone,
but he was in such a fury,
in such a fire!

Now, this has been a problem for the Christians how to explain it?
–because their whole effort is to prove that Jesus is a dove,
a symbol of peace.
How can he take a whip n his hands?
How can he be so angry so enraged,
that he upturned the boards of the money-changers
and threw them outside the temple?
And he must have been afire;
otherwise, he was alone—he could have been caught hold of.
His energy must have been in a storm;
they could not face him.
The priests and the business people all escaped outside shouting,
“This man has gone mad!

Christians avoid this story.
There is no need to avoid it if you understand:
Jesus is so innocent!
He is not angry; it is his compassion.
He is not violent, he is not destructive; it is his love.
The whip in his hand is the whip in the hands of love, compassion.
A man of awareness acts out of his awareness,
hence there is no repentance; his action is total.
And one of the beauties of the total action is that it does not create karma;
it does not create anything;
it doesn’t leave any trace on you.
it is like writing on water:
you have not even finished…it is gone.
It is not even writing in sand,
because that may remain for a few hours if the wind does not come –
it is writing on water.

If you can be totally alert, then there is no problem.
You can handle poison;
then the poison will function as a medicine.
In the hands of the wise,
poison becomes medicine;
in the hands of the fools,
even medicine, even nectar,
is bound to become poison.
If you function out of innocence –
then you can never come to any harm,
because it leaves no trace.
You remain free of your actions.
You live totally and yet no action burdens you.
From:
OSHO
Compassion #50
TRANSFORMATION TAROT

AFTERNOON

To build a life around offering your gift requires an open heart,
which is scary in this world.
Living fully wide open means things aren’t ‘secure.’
Going naked requires we receive with open eyes
all the lessons that come down the pike,
even the sorrowful, painful ones,
with faith that each experience enriches our journeys
and expands us in some important way.
This path requires determination,
hard work,
and faith.

But I have experienced that ‘going naked’
acts as a beacon of light.
My essence,
no matter how hesitant or shy,
attracts to it those things that would nourish it.
Your essence revealed attracts experiences,
sensations, and people that re-inspire your lagging spirit
as you throw out yet another failed piece of work
or end a once vital relationship.

When we allow ourselves to shine in this way,
we are led
- slowly but surely-
to the heart of things,
to our gift.

I believe real living art,
in whatever form it takes,
is our essence revealed and expressed.
And, to me,
this act of courageously offering your essence
to the world regardless of the reception
is a powerful act of love that benefits others
….Ann O’Shaughnessy
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2013/03/12/5364/

even if you are a small forest
surviving off of moon alone.
your light is extraordinary.
-reminder
~Nayyirah Waheed
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2018/02/19/26952/

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OSHO Quote
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...JOYFULLY BURIED WITH THE DEAD February 18, 2018 "...purify everything..."

2/18/2018

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EFFORTLESS EASE ACTION
THRU WHAT CHOKES A SOUL
BE THAT!
DISAPPEARING TANGIBLE ENERGY OF DEAD
& OBVIOUSLY FALSE DREAMS...
THEY HAVE SERVED PURPOSE OF CARROTING THE DONKEY
THRU IMPOSSIBLE TIMES
OF
FINAL INITIATION
&
CAN NOW BE JOYFULLY BURIED WITH THE DEAD
<
RELEASING FULL TRANSPARENCY
OF A
NEVERBORN/NEVERDIE ONE
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2:10 AM-2/18/18

Synchronicity:
All quotes for today arrive
and/or were read
just AFTER
the ew Morning Whisper Wrote

From Omraam
Sunday, February 18, 2018

You have not yet sufficiently experienced the powers of love.
Say, for example, you are worried, annoyed or unhappy;
well, instead of tormenting yourself
or going around complaining and bothering everyone,
stay still.

Begin by breathing deeply and send a thought with love,
then utter a word with love,
make a gesture lovingly,
and
you will begin to realize that what was
fermenting and rotting within you
is being pushed out and driven very far away.

By calling upon love you open up a spring within you
and once it has started to flow,
you must let it do its work
and it will
purify everything
in its path.

It is quite easy –
all you have to do is open up your heart and activate love.
But you must react straight away and
not wait until you are completely submerged
in a state of irritation or despondency.

Try it and you will wonder why
you have never used this method before.

People talk about love, sing about love,
laugh and play with love, and so on.
But we must now understand that true love
is the most effective means for finding salvation.
Omraam Mikhael Aivanhov
https://www.prosveta-usa.com/love-opens-a-spring-within-us_2018-02-18

As...I spent more time in the wilderness,
I began to feel that all creation shares a common skin.
The experience of interconnectedness,
however one might come to discover it,
changes how we perceive the world,
and thereby all our relations with the phenomenal world
become an expression of an extended self,
a self with no boundaries.
~Roshi Joan Halifax
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2018/02/17/26941/

AFTERNOON...

Do not say that I'll depart tomorrow
because even today I still arrive.
Look deeply; I arrive in every second
to be a bud on a spring branch,
to be a tiny bird, whose wings are still
fragile, 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,
in order to fear and to hope,
the rhythm of my heart is the birth
and death of all that are alive.

~Thich Nhat Hanh
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2018/02/17/26941/

All following quotes in this color font are
a Random PIck predawn this morning
from Archived, Unpublished Wordings
Booklet Series:REVELATIONS-March 2002-June 2003
Revelations June 2, 2002
Youthanasia Acres
near Dublin, Indiana

Sunday, June 02, 2002
6:17 AM

“LET THE DEAD BURY THE DEAD”

NOTE WELL THE PAIN AND PARALYZATION
LIFTS IN THE INSTANT
YOUR THOUGHTS ARE REMOVED
FROM BEING YOUR THOUGHTS.
ONLY YOUR OWN THOUGHTS
GO TO HORIZONTAL SITUATIONS.

DIVINE THOUGHTS ARE BEYOND PAIN AND MISERY
DIVINE THOUGHTS HAVE NO SUCH CONCEPTS.

THE JOY OF EROS IS WITHIN
EVERY CELLULAR ORIGINAL MEMORY
BE AS A CHILD TO BE THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN
IT IS YOUR MEMORY OF CONSCIOUSNESS AT CONCEPTION
WHICH MUST BE REMEMBERED AND LIVED

SIMPLE

ONLY CONSCIOUSNESS MATTERS

IF ANYTHING
IF ANYONE
BESIDES GOD ALONE WITHIN
DETERMINES CONSCIOUSNESS,
YOU WILL EXPERIENCE SEVERE MALADIES.
OBVIOUSLY, IN THE INSTANT.
****Note I

Note I

You should be an island to yourself, a refuge to yourself,
not dependent on any other but taking refuge in the truth
and none other than the truth.
And how do you become an island and a refuge to yourself?

In this way.
You see and contemplate your body
as composed of all the forces of the universe.
Ardently and mindfully you steer your body-self
by restraining your discontent with the world about you.
In the same way, observe and contemplate your feelings
and use that same ardent restraint and self-possession
against enslavement by greed or desire.
By seeing attachment to your body and feelings as blocking the truth,
you dwell in self-possession and ardent liberation from those ties.

This is how you live as an island to yourself and a refuge to yourself.
Whoever dwells in this contemplation,
islanded by the truth and taking refuge in the truth--
that one will come out of the darkness and into the light.

-Digha Nikaya
From "Buddha Speaks," edited by Anne Bancroft, 2000.

**********************

There is pleasure when a sore is scratched,
But to be without sores is more pleasurable still.
Just so, there are pleasures in worldly desires,
But to be without desires is more pleasurable still.

-Nagarjuna, "Precious Garland"
From "365 Buddha: Daily Meditations," edited by Jeff Schmidt.

(Above Nagarjuna quote arrives on e-mail screen July 8, 2002
AFTER this booklet initially written)

Monday, June 03, 2002
3:11 AM

THE FUTURE WAS YESTERDAY
****Note II

****Note II
Why should I grieve because of a thorn?
Once it had made laughter known to me.
Whatever you lost through the stroke of destiny,
know it was to save you from adversity.

One small affliction keeps off greater afflictions;
one small loss prevents greater losses.
-Rumi, "Mathnawi"

Wednesday, June 05, 2002
4:41 AM
WHEN YOU KNOW TO CHANGE
YET CONTINUE ON IN OLD PATTTERN

DIOR CONSEQUENCES.

YOUR OWN BODY
MORE THAN WHAT EXPERTS SAY
IS THE “DOCTOR”.
****Note III

****Note III
The defining characteristic of guarding alertness
In brief is only this:
To examine again and again
The condition of my body and mind.

Therefore I shall put this way of life into actual practice,
For what can be achieved by merely talking about it?
Will a sick man be benefited
Merely by reading the medical texts?

-Santideva, "Bodhicaryavatara"
From "365 Buddha: Daily Meditations," edited by Jeff Schmidt

Thursday, June 06, 2002
3:38 a.m.
NONE OF IT MATTERS
EXCEPT
HOW THE LIVE IS LIFED

Friday, June 07, 2002
5:42 AM
THE PREGNANCY OF SILENCE SUFFICES

Monday, June 10, 2002
5:54 AM

DO AS YOU DO THE HOUSE.
CLEAR OUT THE CLUTTER
AND ORGANIZE
WHAT ALREADY IS…..OF USE AND TRUTH.
ALL YOU NEED
IS ALREADY IN FORM….
…JUST AS IT IS WITHIN YOU.
ONCE THAT IS REMEMBERED,
FURTHER EXPRESSIONS ARE GIVEN.

Tuesday, June 11, 2002
2:48 a.m.

WHEN YOU CEASE TAKING*/THINKING
OWN PERSONAL BUSINESS (BUSY-NESS)
YOU WILL CEASE TELLING OTHERS

ALL SUCH TALK IS A PRISON FOR SOUL.
*meant to write “TALKING”
no coincidences

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for all Wordings

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FOREVER IMMORTALITY OF HUMANS' PURE EVIL...& REAL LIFE Milestone February 6, 2018

2/5/2018

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THE IMMORTALITY OF REAL LIFE
SUSTAINS
AS
TAO’S SILENT CORE
∞
SINCE BEFORE/DURING/AFTER
THE FOREVER IMMORTALITY
OF
HUMANS’ PURE EVIL
IN ALL EONS AND DIMENSIONS
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2:42 AM-2/6/18

(see Read More
below afternoon photos
extensive quotes/resources/notes
re:
Hostage to the Devil
- Arthur Guirdham and more)

AFTERNOON.................

Excerpts from:
The End of an Exorcist
Michael Strong - Conclusion

Hostage to the Devil
Malachi Martin

“Believe me, once you mess with Exorcism,
and above all if you don’t pull it off, something departs from you.
And the rest of you yearns to depart also.”

It did not seem a good moment to pursue his “waiting” to “depart.”
So I asked him about the Confrontation with Evil Spirit
in an exorcism.
What was it like?
What effects had it?
It was a meeting, he said, a personal meeting.
What the exorcist met in person was something that existed
in a state where the all-important,
the only, reality was a “living not.”

I wanted to stop and ponder that for a while,
but he went on to talk of a reality that is not beautiful,
not true,
not holy,
not pleasant,
not bright,
not warm,
not large,
not happy,
not anything positive.

I started to say that all this sounded like Hell
or how people used to describe Hell.
“No,” he interjected distinctly and firmly.
“That is Hell.
Just to be utterly alone and immutably without love.
Forever.”

In the exorcism the exorcist knew that what he was up against
existed in that state.
He just knew it.

The effect of all this?
I asked the question still very tentatively,
not wishing to increase any pain he had.
Did he feel he was in a box or a prison?
Did it make him dispirited and lose initiative?

The effects were far deeper, he said.
Years before in the seminary, he loved music, flowers, a good book.
He could laugh the loudest of all;
he enjoyed swimming, tennis, a good meal, and so on.
He loved children.
They made him happy, just to hear their voices.
And many other things he liked also-
singing and dancing and long walks,
and the sound of waves on the shore,
and smells such as new-mown hay,
flowers and grass after a light shower,
a turf fire in the early morning.
And he slept like a top.
Always he woke up ready for the world,
rain, hail, or shine.

After Thomas Wu’s exorcism was over, all that had changed.
No, it wasn’t age,
he answered some unvoiced remark of mine,
but something else.

The housekeeper appeared, and he nodded to her.
It was time for him to turn in.
She left.

I asked: “What does it really mean?”

He was standing up now.
The moon had risen over the back wall of the garden.
We both looked at it with upturned faces.
“You are never quite at home in this human world
ever again after an exorcism,”
he said slowly.
He sat down again and explained.

After an exorcism the exorcist hears and sees
and thinks and talks as he always did.
But now he perceives on two planes.
Spirit is everywhere.
Flesh and matter is only “our picture” of what’s there.
And it’s not all good.
There’s evil and good hidden in that “picture.”

After an exorcism you always know, if you didn’t know it before.
You are now walking with double vision,
a second sight,
as the old people used to say.

And the exorcist never really sleeps, not as he used to.
He dozes off.
Some deep part of him is keeping watch,
always watching,
and doesn’t want anything to escape him
even momentarily.

All sleep is escape.
And he knows that escape for him is impossible.

He eats, he must in order to stay alive.
And he breathes.
His heart beats on.
But he has a terrible option always:
not to breathe,
to let his heart stop.

“Father Michael, how are you?”
He said he was fine. He had a request to make.
Before my visit ended, I should remind him of it.
But he wanted first to say something further to me about the effects of the exorcism on him.
“It helps me to talk about it all”
-this by way of explanation.
It was the double vision: he had not defined it properly, he said.
I waited, because, as Michael spoke,
a wave of misery swept over his face.
The veil of immobility was withdrawn for an instant,
then fell back again.
For that quick instant I had seen a load of pain and sadness
framed in lines of a gently resolute hope.
His whole expression said:
I will not give up my trust,
although I have nothing to rely
on but that trust.

Then he went on to describe the double vision.
It was not like seeing another table beside the real table
or another wall beside the real wall.
It was not a vision of eyes or a hearing with your ears
or a touching with your hand.
It was another level of reality.
An exorcism sharpens your awareness of that reality, he said.
You know what stands behind and around
and beneath and above
all that is visible and tangible.
The intertwining cords of spirit appear everywhere.
Good and bad spirit.
Beauty and ugliness.
Holiness and sin.
God as a tremendous majesty.
Personal evil is a formidable force.
Nothing escapes those cords.

He fell silent at this point.
After a pause,
I could not resist asking him directly about his failure
to complete the exorcism of Thomas Wu.
Did it entail any special liability within this sphere of his double vision?

“Of course.”
The words were loaded with an ache and a distress which silenced me.

Once pronounced,
they hung in the air between us as silent signs of his suffering.

“I can now hate. I can choose to hate,” he said drily.
Before the exorcism of Wu, he had never even thought of hating.
Now, to hate was a living option for him.
Before the exorcism, he never even imagined
what it would be like really to despair.
Now it was a real option. “Real.” “Real.”
He repeated the word several times.
The idea of rejecting Jesus as a charlatan
now came to him as a real choice.
All those choices and others too unspeakable to mention
were like plates of food placed in front of him continually.
His pain was that he was forced to consider each one as a possibility.
Before,
he had them all banded together and thrown into a box,
and he had thrown away the key.
Now he had to take a taste of each one.
Slowly.
Realistically.
He stopped at a certain point, groping for an image.
It was, he finally said,
as if a mad wolf were allowed sniff and smell and nose
around his naked body,
always threatening to bite and crush,
always moving, moving, moving.
He bent his head on his hands.
There was a pause of about five minutes.

And all the waiting, I finally asked, why all the waiting?
He had failed in the exorcism,
but he had not accepted Satan or evil or hate.
Why, then, the perpetual waiting?

“Simply put, my young friend,” he said thickly,
“evil has power over us, some power.
And even when defeated and put to flight,
it scrapes you in passing by.
If you don’t defeat it, evil exacts a price of more terrible agony.
It rips a gash in the spirit with a filthy claw,
and some of its venom enters the veins of the soul.
As a price.
As a memory.
As a lesson.
A warning that it will return again.”

It was time to go. I stood up. He said nothing.
I touched him lightly on the forehead.
It was cold.

As I went out, Breeda smiled at me:
“Now, young man, don’t worry about Father Michael.
He knows what he’s doin’.”
Somehow, this old woman understood more that I had ever understood.
Then I heard his voice calling after me:
“Malachi!
At the end, be sure and read Paul,
First Corinthians, Chapter 15, verses 50 to 58.
All of it.”
I hurried back into the study.
But he told me to go with the usual silent wave of the hand.

Conclusion

....there was a tiny rattle in Michael’s throat.
The lips smiled faintly.
The eyes lost all light.
I felt sure Michael had partaken in Jesus’ victory over death
and that he had escaped death’s sting.
But he had, indeed, paid the price for his failure of years before.
We will never know the exact note of suffering
such a man as Michael Strong must undergo at dying,
for it lies in the spirit unattainable by our logic,
unimaginable by our fantasy,
impervious to any clever methodology we can devise.
But each exorcist could well have as his epitaph
the most noble phrase Jesus ever pronounced about human love:
“Greater love than this no man hath:
that a man lay down his life for his friend."

Excerpts from:
Hostage to the Devil
Malachi Martin
https://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/vatican/esp_vatican27t.htm#Conclusion

(see Read More
below for
extensive quotes/resources/notes
re:
Hostage to the Devil-Martin Malachi
- Arthur Guirdham and more)

also see MORE from Martin Malachi and
The Smiler Archetype...the greatest of all "evil":
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/orgasmic-stillpoint-from-its-place-on-high-utter-banality-of-all-existence-february-9-2018

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SILENCE OF ALL THAT IS THE WILD ONES "..moments of Grace." January 22, 2018

1/22/2018

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If they can’t talk, they die.
Silence that avoids Truth is debilitating.
Silence that Is Truth is All that Is.

O One that Exhaled me into form
INHALES ME GENTLY HOME.

TAKING ALL SILENCE THAT FESTERS
LEAVING ONLY THE
SILENCE OF ALL THAT IS
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4:33AM-2/1/03
Youthanasia Acres
near Dublin, Indiana

O THE SIMPLICITY
OF THE NON-DOMESTICATED
ANIMALS
WHO NEITHER TOIL
OR
FIND DEEP MEANING
IDENTITY
FROM HUMAN INSANITY.

THE WILD ONES
DISAPPEAR
AND
OBSERVE
FROM A CAMOUFLAGED DISTANCE
SOURCING,
TENDING THE FIRE
OF THEIR SPLENDOUR
WITH THE ONE WHO
LOVED THEM INTO BREATH’S FORM
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5:14 AM-2/27/03
Youthanasia Acres
near Dublin, Indiana

From
Chuck Surface
There are moments when the last thing I want,
Is to close my eyes and journey within,
For in these moments of Grace,
Within and without have lost all meaning,
And this Vehicle of Perception, and all Perceived...
Are Illumined by the Light of The Beloved,
Eyes open, here in this world.

In these moments I do not Long for Heaven,
I care nothing for the nonexistence of Union,
I do not yearn to be Holier than I am,
Concerning myself with self perfecting,
For in these moments of Grace…
All is Fulfilled,
Eyes open, here in this world.

In these moments of Grace,
Heaven is Here, Now, Everywhere,
In the Dream of existence in space and time,
And the Ecstasy of Union’s nonduality,
Shines like a Sun in the Heart of Being...
Illumining the duality of manifest Creation,
Eyes open, here in this world.

In these moments of Grace,
All notions of Holiness and unholiness,
Thoughts of worthiness and unworthiness,
Of The Merciful One’s Love being conditional,
All such hellish dualities, Vanished...
And Love’s True Meaning, Revealed,
Eyes open, here in this world.

What prayer is there to utter wordlessly,
Whispered with every breath,
Moving as every heartbeat?
“Let each moment be a moment of Grace,
For Everyone, Everywhere, Now...

And Forever,
Eyes open, here in this world."
Chuck Surface
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
https://www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved/photos/a.376909075767892.1073741825.291596150965852/1413531265438996/?type=3&theater

Mid Morning..........

Course in Miracles asks us to pose one question
with respect to everything we encounter on this earth –
“what is it for?”
(T-24.VII.6:1)

Let not your foolish fancies frighten you.
What is immortal cannot be attacked;
what is but temporal has no effect.
Only the purpose you see in it has meaning,
and if that is true, its safety rests secure.
If not, it has no purpose,
and is means for nothing.
(T-24.VII.5:3-6).
http://seanreagan.com/reading-gary-renard/

AFTERNOON..........

THE BEYOND
KNOWN BY MENTAL MINDS.
BUT HARK!

THE INNER INNATE
THE TAO
KNOWS & IS
BEYOND ALPHA & OMEGA EDICTS
∞
OF REOCCURRING
BEYOND WORDS: PEARLS OF GREAT
FROM ALL “TIMELINES”

REPEATING UNTIL
CONSCIOUSNESS DOUCHES VIA PRISTINE
IMMORTAL
LIFE FORCE
<
BEYOND
THE BEINGNESS OF ORIGINAL AKASHA
<
ALL THAT IS REAL*
∞
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5:01 AM-1/22/18
*See Read More at end
of afternoon photos for
more Synchronicities & Photos

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EXTRAORDINARILY UNSPEAKABLY...... "Life is my tattoo." "...unappeasable homesickness..." Milestone 1/5/18

1/5/2018

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ALL IS
EXTRAORDINARILY
UNSPEAKABLY
ALIVE AND WELL...
∞
...UNLESS THOUGHTS/PERCEPTIONS TARRY
THAT
SAY OTHERWISE
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2:44 AM-1/5/18

There is a morning inside you
waiting to burst open into Light.
~Rumi

Observe the wonders as they occur around you.
Don't claim them.
Feel the artistry moving through,
and be silent.
Rumi

With patience view the density of others
as a necessary timing mechanism
that allows their growth to be supported
by the strength derived from adversity.
Almine

AFTERNOON....

Below in this color font
My Tattoo Artist
by
Tamara Madison
Your ex-wife’s name on your chest
A tsunami crashes on your left thigh
and on your right – a colorful glob
I can’t decipher from across
the coffee table.

I have my hair still dark in places
but mostly white, tufting out
around my face.

You have a vine with roses
twining around your left arm;
I have scars on my forearms
from sizzling cookie sheets.

You have your German Shepherd’s
portrait on the other arm
and I have a bristling halo of lines
radiating out from my lips.

You have four lines from a poem
by Rumi in blue ink on your back;
I have puckering skin on my belly
where my babies and the sun
have done their handiwork.

You got yours in a shop on 4th Street;
I got mine everywhere I’ve ever been.
Life is my tattoo.

My Tattoo Artist
by
Tamara Madison
http://www.yourdailypoem.com/listpoem.jsp?poem_id=1913

Elsewhere in his writings about the Bushmen, Sir Laurens wrote of
‘This shrill, brittle, self-important life of today is by comparison
a graveyard where the living are dead and the dead
are alive
and talking [through our soul] in the still, small, clear voice
of a love and trust in life that we have for the moment lost…

[there was a time when]
All on earth and in the universe were still members and family of the early race seeking comfort and warmth through the long, cold night before the dawning of individual consciousness in a togetherness which still
gnaws like an unappeasable homesickness
at the base of the human heart’
(Testament to the Bushmen,
1984, pp.127–128 of 176).
https://www.humancondition.com/wtm-emails/sir-laurens-van-der-posts-vision/

I know how precious the truth Sir Laurens resurrected was
because it was able to save my soul from extinction.
Some time in my late teenage years, my mother, Jill Griffith, gave me a copy of a book by Sir Laurens
(I think it was his 1952 book Venture to the Interior
because I remember the zebras pictured on the cover)
and it was this book, and then Sir Laurens’ two main books about the Bushmen, The Lost World of the Kalahari (1958) and The Heart of the Hunter (1961),
which I sought out soon after reading the first book,
that gave me the confirmation I needed
that my very different unresigned,
denial-free, unevasive way of thinking
wasn’t some form of madness.
As some evidence of how precious Sir Laurens’ writings have been to me,
these original copies of The Lost World of the Kalahari
and
The Heart of the Hunter are now so tattered from use
they are held together by lots of tape and some string.
Jeremy Griffith
https://www.humancondition.com/wtm-emails/sir-laurens-van-der-posts-vision/

‘We live in a sunset hour of time.
We need to recognize and develop that aspect of ourselves
of which the moon bears the image.
It is our own shy intuitions of renewal,
which walk in our spiritual night
as Porcupine walked by the light of the moon,
that need helping on the way.
It is as if I hear the wind bringing up behind me the voice of Mantis,
the infinite in the small,
calling from the stone age to an age of men with hearts of stone,
commanding us with the authentic voice of eternal renewal:
“You must henceforth be the moon.
You must shine at night.
By your shining shall you lighten the darkness
until the sun rises again to light up all things for men”’
(The Heart of the Hunter, 1961, p.233 of 233).
https://www.humancondition.com/wtm-emails/sir-laurens-van-der-posts-vision/
(See Read More at end for
"These wild people....")

April 5, 2015

November 15, 2012

Close your eyes and gaze at the flame that lit your senses.
~Rumi

February 6, 2016 GODSEED Cover Photo by Charles Niemann

Note above: in dmm shadow in wet sand...
...foot prints of."The Scream" of lifetimes
is being washed away by ocean waters & Sun Light

The Scream - Edvard Munch

(See Read More below for
"These wild people....")

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BE BEYOND---ONLY THE IMPOSSIBLE IS POSSIBLE "...changes polarity..." Sunrise/Afternoon December 24, 2017

12/24/2017

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BE BEYOND ALL WORDS/THOUGHTS/BEINGNESS OF CACULATED
PURPOSEFUL DESTRUCTION
<
ONLY THE IMPOSSIBLE IS POSSIBLE
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3:17 AM-12/24/17

Sunday, December 24, 2017

In their psychic and spiritual lives,
human beings are not uniquely men or women
as they are on the physical plane.
The mystic who contemplates divinity is like a woman
who wants to receive a spark, a seed from God.
He devotes himself to the light of God;
he opens himself to it,
changes polarity and then receives this seed in his soul.

He carries it within him for a long time
in order to give birth in the world to a divine child.
In the spiritual realm, a man, like a woman,
can conceive and give birth to a child.

In the same way,
if a woman devotes herself to the service of God
also learns to change polarity,
she becomes active and emissive;
through her spirit,
she can unite with the universal Soul and give it form.

There are no barren marriages in the spiritual life,
but only on the condition that men and women
may learn about the laws of polarity. »
Omraam Mikhael Aivanhov
https://www.prosveta-usa.com/marriage-in-the-spiritual-life-there-is-never-a-sterile-marriage_2017-12-24

Taking off your shoes is a sacred ritual.
It is a hallowed moment of remembering
the goodness of space and time.
It is a way of celebrating the holy ground
on which you stand.

If you want to be a child of wonder,
cherish the truth that time and space are holy.
Whether you take your shoes off
symbolically or literally matters little.

What is important is that you are alive
to the holy ground on which you stand
and to the holy ground that you are…
.Macrina Wiederkeher
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2012/12/16/4531/

AFTERNOON....

(From Jeff Foster)
In this presence beyond presence,

In this place that is no place at all,

In this warm embrace I call myself,

Even a ‘no' is a secret yes,

Even resistance is deeply allowed,

Even doubt is a celebration of life…
- Jeff Foster
http://wxmd.r.a.d.sendibm1.com/ixejl27kygnf.html

More from Jeff Foster in
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RETURNED TO SILENT TAO SOURCE WITHIN Sunrise/Afternoon December 20, 2017

12/20/2017

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AS ALL IS RETURNED TO SILENT TAO SOURCE WITHIN
<
NOBODY TO BE DISTURBED
∞
“JUST A SILENCE”**
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3:37 AM-12/20/17
**In Quotes below in this font color
from
OSHO
TRANSFORMATION TAROT #11

…when you accept your nobodiness
when you are just as ordinary as anybody else,
when you don’t ask for any recognition,
when you can exist as if you are not existing.
To be absent is the miracle.

A nobodiness is not an ordinary phenomenon;
it is one of the greatest experiences in life –
that you are, and still you are not.

That you are just pure existence
with no name with no address,
with no boundaries…
neither a sinner nor a saint
neither inferior nor superior,
just a silence.

Once you feel your nobodiness you have become immortal.
The experience of nobodiness is exactly the meaning of nirvana,
of nothingness,
of absolute undisturbed silence,
with no ego,
with no personality,
with no hypocrisy
– just this silence –
… and the insects singing in the night.
OSHO
TRANSFORMATION TAROT #11

AFTERNOON....................

People are afraid because their whole personality will be gone;
their name, their fame, their respectability, all will be gone; hence, the fear.
But death is going to take them away from you anyway.
Those who are wise
allow these things to drop by themselves.
Then nothing is left for death to take away.
Then all fear disappears,
because death cannot come to you;
you don't have anything for death.
Death cannot kill a nobody.

You are here in a way, and still you are not.
You are here because of the old association with the body,
but look within and you are not.
And this insight,
where there is pure silence and pure isness,
is your reality,
which death cannot destroy.
This is your eternity,
this is your immortality.

There is nothing to fear.
There is nothing to lose.
And if you think anything is lost
-- your name, your respectability, your fame --
they are worthless.
They are playthings for children, not for mature people.
It is time for you to be mature,
it is time for you to be ripe,
time for you just to be.

Your somebodiness is so small.
The more you are somebody,
the smaller you are;
the more you are nobody, the bigger.
Be absolutely nobody,
and you are one
with the existence itself.
OSHO
TRANSFORMATION TAROT #11

Sense vastness.
Galaxies turn in the timeless universe,
life renews itself again and again.
It is not your body,
but eternity's body,
known by eternity's awareness.
It is always now.
Breathe.
Rest in spacious silence.
Trust.
And when you get up,
let your actions arise out of stillness.
Resting in eternity you will naturally know
how to respond, create, embody.
But the actions will arise from The One Who Knows.
~Jack Kornfield
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2017/12/20/26673/

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PREGNANT VIRGIN'S PRISTINE EMPTINESS NOV. 24, 2017

11/24/2017

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"I have tried in my way to be freel"

PRISTINE EMPTINESS OF ALL BUT NOW
PRIMORDIAL CLARITY BEYOND WORDS/THOUGHTS
ORIGINAL CHILD-LIKE BEING OF THE PREGNANT VIRGIN
CHOICELESS CHOICE & PATHLESS PATH
∞
TAO’D LIFE IS ALL
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4:36 AM-11/24/17

"Oh like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free."
Leonard Cohen

Bird on a Wire
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BmPUu-rMpWA
http://americansongwriter.com/2013/08/behind-the-song-leonard-cohen-bird-on-a-wire/
see Read More at end for lyrics

RENEWAL
When there is no past, when there is no future,
only then is there peace.
Future means aspirations,
achievement, goal, ambition, desire.
You cannot be here now,
you are always rushing for something,
somewhere else.

One has to be utterly present to the present,
then there is peace.

And out of that is renewal of life,
because life knows only one time,
and that is the present.
The past is death;
the future is just a projection of the dead past.

What can you think about the future?
You think in terms of the past, that's what you know,
and you project it - of course in a better way.

It is more beautiful, decorated;
all the pains have been dropped
and only the pleasures have been chosen,
but it is the past.

The past is not, the future is not only the present is.
To be in the present is to be alive, optimum --
and that is renewal.

Random Pick
OSHO-Transformation Tarot
#33 Renewal p 105

AH! SEE DARK CLOUDS AS OUTSPREAD WINGS OF HUGE BIRD THAT IS OFF THE WIRE

AFTERNOON....

Friday, 24 November, 2017 :: 16
(TAO Random Pick)
Empty your mind of all thoughts.
Let your heart be at peace.
Watch the turmoil of beings,
but contemplate their return.

Each separate being in the universe
returns to the common source.
Returning to the source is serenity.

If you don't realize the source,
you stumble in confusion and sorrow.
When you realize where you come from,
you naturally become tolerant,
disinterested, amused,
kindhearted as a grandmother,
dignified as a king.

Immersed in the wonder of the Tao,
you can deal with whatever life brings you,
and when death comes, you are ready.
Translation by Stephen Mitchell.
http://dailytao.org/

Read More Below
for Bird on a Wire Lyrics

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BEYOND ALL... "......pre-death trauma detox." "...primal imprints..." Sunrise/Afternoon 11/22/17

11/22/2017

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TAO GRACED CORE
ETERNALLY EVERSHINING
IN/OF/AS SOURCE
<
BEYOND ALL QUESTIONS & ANSWERS...
DOING OR NOT DOING
∞
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2:41 AM-11/22/17

I am writing this in the midst of another dive –
a somatic meditation retreat, which I think of as
a pre-death trauma detox.
For the most part I’m avoiding the screen,
but this pressed to be posted.
miriam louisa

((all quotes below in this color font also from miriam louisa
here:
https://echoesfromemptiness.com/2017/10/30/following-fear-into-the-star-stuff-of-my-cells/)

Fear is a re-action posing as a new sensation.
When I learned that after the age of six or seven
we never experience a new emotion,
but endlessly experience a replay of those established in infant-hood
– albeit dressed up in fresh scenarios –
I was shocked.
I realised that since I’m well over the age of six,
any experience of fear will always be a re-action.
A re-enactment.

Another shocker came with this:
98% of what the body knows is unavailable to our conscious awareness.
Meaning that – for the most part –
I don’t know what I’m afraid of and why.
Which makes it tricky to talk about “not choosing fear” –
let alone being “honest” with myself.
Gulp.

The primal imprints of my early experience
were laid down in the cells long before
there were words to describe anything,
and proceed to map out my experience,
decade after decade.
Without my conscious awareness having a clue.
And so it goes for all of us.
Until something moves us to inquire.

miriam louisa
https://echoesfromemptiness.com/2017/10/30/following-fear-into-the-star-stuff-of-my-cells/

AFTERNOON...

Out of my mind
and into the star-stuff of my cells
I’ll follow the angel called fear
so resplendent in her costume
borrowed
from Love’s limitless wardrobe.

The angel called fear.
Allons-y!

miriam louisa
https://echoesfromemptiness.com/2017/10/30/following-fear-into-the-star-stuff-of-my-cells/

Those who refuse to be what they are will
Remain what they are not.
Wu Hsin

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NO BREATHING TAO BREATH Sunrise/Afternoon 11/13/17

11/13/2017

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∞
DURING
<
AFTER SUNRISE

TAO EFFORTLESS EASE
NO-BREATHING BREATH
< ...

...<
JUST AS OCEAN TIDE
GOES IN AND OUT
IN SAME MOMENT
SO ARE WE BEING BREATHED
BY GREAT BREATHER’S
INHALATION/EXHALATION
IN ONE ETERNAL MOMENT
∞
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7:34 AM-11/13/2017

AFTERNOON BELOW

It is wise to look precisely at where we're afraid and at what we're afraid of. It's wise to look precisely at those things we might feel inadequate to handle. These are our hidden corners. And it is to our hidden corners that we typically relegate our fears and our perceived neediness. In what circumstances would who I am now not be enough? What is the belief in my own inadequacy in facing down these fears?

Breathing in, we fortify our courage.
Breathing out, we release our fears.
Breathing in, we strengthen our intention. Breathing out, we open to the way it is.
~Kathleen Dowling Singh
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2017/11/11/26376/

There is no greater agony
than bearing an untold story inside you.
Maya Angelou

http://alovinghealingspace.blogspot.com/2017/11/the-agony-of-untold-story.html

I AM FOREVER walking upon these shores,
Betwixt the sand and the foam,
The high tide will erase my foot-prints,
And the wind will blow away the foam.
But the sea and the shore will remain
Forever.

Once I filled my hand with mist.
Then I opened it and lo, the mist was a worm.
And I closed and opened my hand again, and behold there was a bird.
And again I closed and opened my hand, and in its hollow stood a man with a sad face, turned upward.
And again I closed my hand, and when I opened it there was naught but mist.
But I heard a song of exceeding sweetness.
Kahlil Gibran
See this link for MANY Soul-Nourishing Wordings by Gibran
http://www-personal.umich.edu/~jrcole/gibran/sandfoam/sandfoam.htm

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ALL IS A GENTLE DEJA VU "...from now on, I'll live mad." "...trust the wild..." Sunrise/Afternoon August 8, 2017

8/8/2017

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Will be off-island for perhaps two to three months...
OceanSpeaks, so far as we know, will resume when we return...
dmm

“POWER OF PEACE”
FROM
“UNION OF INTRINSIC AWARENESS & ULTIMATE SPHERE”*
“SUFFICIENT UNTO THE DAY”**
<
ALL IS
A GENTLE DÉJÀ VU
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3:49 AM-8/8/17

*http://samwebstermage.com/2014/07/23/904/
**https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sufficient_unto_the_day_is_the_evil_thereof
**https://books.google.bs/books?id=uus4QutGSIwC&pg=PA45&lpg=PA45&dq=UNION+OF+INTRINSIC+AWARENESS+%26+ULTIMATE+SPHERE&source=bl&ots=HHOnB7O4Bf&sig=1J_Tq4tNA3T3ui9daVzNRNV9k20&hl=en&sa=X&redir_esc=y#v=onepage&q=UNION%20OF%20INTRINSIC%20AWARENESS%20%26%20ULTIMATE%20SPHERE&f=false
∞

As dying exists nowhere, it is absolutely unreal.
Tulku Thondup
Peaceful Death, Joyful Rebirth: A Tibetan Buddhist Guidebook

Things go on in our psyches when we let creativity through that challenges our everyday control of things
or that challenge our culture's definitions
of what appropriate behavior might be.
Part of standing up to fear of death, fear of guilt,
fear of aloneness, fear of joy, and fear of life
is standing up to take in the wild.

Whatever the cost.
I can also resist the temptation to domesticate.
When we domesticate self, God, or other beings,
we are defanging them, emasculating them,
removing the wild from them.
This is not a good spiritual practice.
There must be some wildness left in our lives.

Foolishness and wisdom go together, after all,
and folly is a certain response to wildness.
To follow one's imagination is often an act of folly,
a wild act deserving of Spirit's presence.

For Spirit itself is wild, very, very wild.
We are transmitters of Spirit.
Spirit and we create together.
We must trust Spirit.
We must trust the wild again.
~Matthew Fox
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2017/08/06/24573/

We must become ignorant
Of all we've been taught,
And be, instead, bewildered.
Run from what's profitable and comfortable
If you drink those liqueurs, you'll spill
The spring water of your real life.
Forget safety.
Live where you fear to live.
Destroy your reputation.
Be notorious.
I have tried prudent planning
Long enough, from now
On, I'll live mad.
~Rumi
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2017/08/06/24573/

For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face
and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun,
and I wanted my masks no more.
And as if in a trance I cried,
“Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks.”
Thus I became a madman.
K. Gibran
The Madman
See Read More at end of Afternoon Photos

And I have found both freedom of loneliness and the safety
from being understood,
for those who understand us
enslave something in us.
K. Gibran
The Madman
See Read More at end of Afternoon Photos
https://www.brainpickings.org/2016/01/06/kahlil-gibran-madman-masks/

Remaining still, we learn to respond
even before we are called.
From Tao Te Ching, Chapter 73
Bill Martin
(See More in Read More at end of Afternoon Photos)

AFTERNOON.....................

Imagine you have two bottles filled with perfume: as receptacles they are separate, but the fragrances that escape from them rise up do not remain separate for very long and they mix. What is the purpose of this imagery? Well, human beings can be compared to bottles of perfume, in that their bodies are separate but with their thoughts and feelings they are able to meet with other human beings and even with entities from the invisible world. Only, we do not meet with anyone we want; we can only reach the souls and spirits in the visible and invisible worlds that correspond to what we ourselves are, because it is just a phenomenon of resonance that is at work here. The purpose, therefore, of prayer, meditation and all spiritual exercises is that they help us elevate our inner self and as we do so, by the power of affinity, we meet with ever purer and ever more luminous spirits.
Omraam Mikhael Aivanhov

http://www.prosveta-usa.com/spiritual-exercises-enable-us-to-resonate-with-spirits-of-light_2017-08-08

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Imagine you have two bottles filled with perfume: as receptacles they are separate, but the fragrances that escape from them rise up do not remain separate for very long and they mix. What is the purpose of this imagery? Well, human beings can be compared to bottles of perfume, in that their bodies are separate but with their thoughts and feelings they are able to meet with other human beings and even with entities from the invisible world. Only, we do not meet with anyone we want; we can only reach the souls and spirits in the visible and invisible worlds that correspond to what we ourselves are, because it is just a phenomenon of resonance that is at work here. The purpose, therefore, of prayer, meditation and all spiritual exercises is that they help us elevate our inner self and as we do so, by the power of affinity, we meet with ever purer and ever more luminous spirits.
Omraam Mikhael Aivanhov

http://www.prosveta-usa.com/spiritual-exercises-enable-us-to-resonate-with-spirits-of-light_2017-08-08

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ORIGINAL SILENCE-INTRINSIC AWARENESS WITHOUT THOUGHT Sunrise/Afternoon August 4, 2017

8/4/2017

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TRANSPARENT CONDUIT OF GRACE
ORIGINAL SILENCE ALLOWS THE RECEPTION
NEITHER INPUT OR OUTPUT
JUST BE ORIGINAL SILENCE
BE STILL AND KNOW BEYOND KNOWING
INTRINSIC AWARENESS WITHOUT THOUGHT
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4:47 AM-8/4/17

This silence, this moment, every moment,
If it's genuinely inside you,
brings what you need.
Rumi

When you go through a hard period,
When everything seems to oppose you, ...
When you feel you cannot even bear one more minute,
NEVER GIVE UP!
Because it is the time and place
that the course will divert!
Rumi

There's nothing to believe.
Only when I stopped believing in myself
did I come into this beauty.
Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will say,
'Be more silent.'
Die and be quiet.
is the surest sign that you've died.
Your old life was a frantic running from silence.
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.
Rumi

Let silence take you to the core of life.
Rumi

 AFTERNOON....................

Those who don't feel this Love pulling them like a river,
those who don't drink dawn like a cup of spring water
or take in the sunset like supper,
those who don't want to change,
let them sleep on.
This Love is beyond the study of theology,
that old trickery and hypocrisy.
If you want to improve your mind that way,
sleep on.
I've given up on my brain.
I've torn the cloth to shreds
and thrown it away.
If you're not completely naked,
wrap your beautiful robe of words around you,
and sleep on
Rumi

How could you reach the pearl
by only looking at the sea?
If you seek the pearl, be a diver:
the diver needs several qualities:
he must trust his rope and his life to the Friend's hand,
he must stop breathing,
and he must jump.
Rumi

“A man once asked Rumi,
"Why is it you talk so much about silence?"
His answer:
"The radiant one inside me
has never said a word.”

― Coleman Barks, The Soul of Rumi: A New Collection of Ecstatic Poems

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REMEMBER TO REMEMBER NOTHING - Baubo's Orgasmic Wisdom Sunrise/Afternoon July 12, 2017

7/12/2017

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Preface Note re: BAUBO SERIES
They began Spontaneously: Oceanspeak July 12, 2017
http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/remember-to-remember-nothing-sunriseafternoon-july-12-2017

REMEMBER TO REMEMBER NOTHING
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4:08 AM-7/12/17

Question for Joan Ruvinsky
approx 5 months before her Final Flight this time around:

WHAT WOULD BE THE MOST IMPORTANT THING
YOU WANT YOUR STUDENTS TO REMEMBER?

Joan:
O.........I WOULD THINK THAT ANYTHING
THAT COMES FROM MEMORY
WOULD BE SOMETHING THAT COULD BE FORGOTTEN.

IF YOU CAN FORGET IT,
THEN IT'S USELESS.
YOU NEED TO BE IT.....

SO HOPEFULLY ...
THEY WOULDN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING.

See Read More at end of afternoon photos
for additional information
re: Joan Ruvinsky and "PathlessYoga".....

AFTERNOON.................

The Story of Baubo

Baubo is the Greek Goddess
whose mouth is her vulva
and
her nipples her eyes.
She is the bringer of belly laughs and the sensual tide
of voluptuously sumptuous hips.
She is also the one who brought a smile to Demeters face
as a broken heart melted with defeat.
Baubo is the one who inspired Demeter with dirty womanly secrets
spoken from under her dress.
For Persephone was not gone altogether,
but merely on a journey through the underworld.

Dirty can take on a new meaning when we think about how nourishing soil is,
and murky mud blends this soil with soul quenching water
to inspire the mystery of depth.

"...the little belly Goddess Baubo raises the interesting idea that a little obscenity can help to break a depression...so in your self healing trove, put small "dirt stories," Baubo kind of stories..

Baubo has another aspect; she sees through her nipples...To see through the nipples is certainly a sensory attribute.
The nipples are psychic organs,
responsive to temperature,
fear, anger, and noise.
They are a sensing organ as much as the eyes in the head.

And as for "speaking from the vulva,"
it is, symbolically, speaking from the primae materia,
the basic, most honest level of truth -- the vital os.

What else is there to say but that Baubo speaks from the mother lode,
the deep mine, literally the depths.

In the story of Demeter searching for her daughter, no one knows what words Baubo actually spoke to Demeter
. But we can have some ideas."
- Women Who Run With The Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola Estes -

Above posted here:
http://theblessingsofbaubo.blogspot.com/2013/06/the-story-of-baubo.html
Google for: clarissa pinkola estes on goddess baubo

In her book, Women Who Run With the Wolves, Clarissa Pinkola Estés describes the effects of laughter on our bodies, specifically for women.
According to Estés, various ancient cultures often told stories of the “Dirty Goddesses,”
or women dedicated to the obscene and the sensual.
But in this case, Estés notes,
obscene is not to be taken in its more modern interpretation (unpopular and offensive),
but in its older translation,
which means wizard or sorceress.
It is part of being wild.
Essentially, these women represented the fun and fantastical,
the sensual and the deep belly laughs.
They enjoyed life.

Estés also states:
In laughter,
a woman breathes fully, and when she does,
she may begin to feel unsanctioned feelings.

And what could these feelings be?
Well, they turn out not to be feelings
so much as relief and remedies for feelings,
often causing the release of stopped-up tears
or the reclamation of forgotten memories,
or the bursting of chains on the sensual personality.

Above Posted here: https://wanderlust.com/journal/unleashing-the-dirty-goddess/
Google for: clarissa pinkola estes on goddess baubo

See Read More Below
for additional quotes and All Afternoon Photographs

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REAL LIFE OF TAO "...Wayfarer becomes timeless..." Sunrise/Afternoon June 25, 2017

6/25/2017

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IF ONE IS NOT WHAT ONE IS
ALL DOING IS EMPTY SURPLUS…
<
A WETIKO VIRUS* DREAM
EVENTUALLY POSSESSING…
<
CHOKING THE REAL LIFE OF TAO
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3:15 AM-6/25/17
*Paul Levy
http://www.awakeninthedream.com/dispelling-wetiko/

The Tao is like a well:
used but never used up.
It is like the eternal void:
filled with infinite possibilities.

It is hidden but always present.
I don't know who gave birth to it.
It is older than God.
Tao Te Ching #4
Stephen Mitchell translation
http://www.taoteching.org.uk/index.php?c=4&a=Stephen+Mitchell

"The Conference of the Birds"
Farid ud-Din Attar
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Conference_of_the_Birds

....that all the birds, be they thirty or forty or more,
are but the shadows cast by that unveiling.
What shadow is ever separated from its maker?
Do you see?
The shadow and its maker are one and the same,
so get over surfaces and delve into mysteries. [3]
Attar

The seven valleys the birds cross are as follows:

1. Valley of the Quest,
where the Wayfarer begins by casting aside all dogma,
belief, and unbelief.

2. Valley of Love,
where reason is abandoned for the sake of love.

3. Valley of Knowledge,
where worldly knowledge becomes utterly useless.

4. Valley of Detachment, where all desires and attachments to the world are given up.
Here, what is assumed to be “reality” vanishes.

5. Valley of Unity,
where the Wayfarer realizes that everything is connected and that the Beloved is beyond everything, including harmony, multiplicity, and eternity.

6. Valley of Wonderment,
where, entranced by the beauty of the Beloved,
the Wayfarer becomes perplexed and, steeped in awe,
finds that he or she
has never known or understood anything.

7. Valley of Poverty and Annihilation, where the self disappears into the universe and the Wayfarer becomes timeless, existing in both the past and the future.[4]
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Conference_of_the_Birds#cite_note-4

AFTERNOON

More photos from Sunrise/Afternoon
below Read More

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INNER JOY-TRANSPARENT CONDUIT Sunrise/Afternoon 6/22/17 SAVOURING SACRED SUCCULENCE

6/22/2017

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TAO PEACE
DIVINE GRACE
<
AN INNER JOY
ELIMINATES ALL THAT WOULD DESTROY THE
CLEAR BEING OF A TRANSPARENT CONDUIT
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3:27 AM-6/22/17

THIS PHOTOGRAPH 2016.2.6 "NAKED TRUTH CREDO SUNRISE" OCEANSPEAK AND ALSO FROM SAME MINUTES THE PHOTO FOR NEW GODSEED BK WAS TAKEN

Inside the heart,
you will see that the lost ones
do not need to be transformed.
They do not need to be shifted.
They do not even need to be healed.
Only held.
Go slowly.
One second at a time, then rest.
They are not in a hurry.
They have been looking for you since beginningless time,
and will never give up.
Matt Licata
Full article here:
http://alovinghealingspace.blogspot.com/2017/06/held-not-healed.html
Also on Read More
below Afternoon Photos

THIS PHOTOGRAPH POSTED ON MATT'S BLOG... WITH THE MATT LICATA QUOTE ABOVE

When my fear occupies itself in the endless rehearsal
of what to say or not,
of how to respond or not,
it prevents me from showing up with who I am.
I’m learning to trust that I can meet these situations simply with my being,
my self, my soul.
I may not be articulate.
It might be awkward.
But I’m learning to trust that if I’m integral,
the encounter will be authentic.
~Mark Nepo
Excerpt from full post here:
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2017/06/22/23845/

AFTERNOON
SAVOURING SACRED SUCCULENCE

You are one thing only.
You are a Divine Being.
An all-powerful Creator.
You are a Deity in jeans and a t-shirt,
and within you dwells the infinite wisdom of the ages
and the sacred creative force of All that is,
will be and ever was.
― Anthon St. Maarten

True beauty is a ray
That springs from the sacred depths of the soul,
and illuminates the body, just as life
springs from the kernel of a stone and
gives colour and scent to a flower.
Jalaluddin Rumi

7/23/15
Loose Garment Designs in Island Abode
See "Scott Christopher" CATEGORIES on right hand column of OceanSpeak page....
....for Delicious Details re: this photo and frame.

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"....WILD AND WISE WAYS...." UNCEASING JOY Sunrise/Afternoon May 26, 2017

5/26/2017

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NOW IS NOT YESTERDAY OR TOMORROW’S HELL
UNLESS ONE THINKS IT SO
<
TRUTH OF BEING
<
UNCEASING JOY
BEYOND WORDS & THOUGHTS
SUPERCEDES ALL
ew
4:45 AM-5/26/17

Please continue to make requests of your lovers and friends,
in all of their forms,
while simultaneously remaining committed to the empowered,
alive realm of self-care,
no longer willing to abandon yourself,
even if you are abandoned by another.
To dare to be your own best friend,
to attend to your body and your heart and your soul in wild and wise ways,
even when the other is nowhere to be found.

And when some of your needs do go unmet, as they inevitably will,
to no longer be seduced by the ancient conclusion
of the little one who deemed herself unworthy as she longed to make sense of an environment that could not hold her as the mystery that she was.
Instead, to slow down, breathe into your lower belly,
open your senses,
and step into the sacred world
which is here now.
To honor the power and holiness of the relational field,
which is not oriented around meeting all your needs,
but revealing how whole you already are.
Matt Licata
Full Article here:
http://alovinghealingspace.blogspot.com/2017/05/to-have-need.html

AFTERNOON...............

“Be wild; that is how to clear the river.
The river does not flow in polluted, we manage that.
The river does not dry up, we block it.
If we want to allow it its freedom, we have to allow our ideational lives to be let loose, to stream, letting anything come, initially censoring nothing.
That is creative life. It is made up of divine paradox.
To create one must be willing to be stone stupid,
to sit upon a throne on top of a jackass and spill rubies from one’s mouth.
Then the river will flow, then we can stand in the stream of it raining down.”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés,
Women Who Run With The Wolves:
Contacting the Power of the Wild Woman

“The doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious.
If you have a deep scar, that is a door,
if you have an old, old story, that is a door.
If you love the sky and the water so much you almost cannot bear it,
that is a door.
If you yearn for a deeper life,
a full life,
a sane life,
that is a door.”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés,
Women Who Run With the Wolves:
Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype

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GREAT BREATHER'S BREATH ERASES ALL EXCESS Sunrise/Afternoon May 23, 2017

5/23/2017

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GREAT BREATHER'S BREATH ERASES ALL EXCESS
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APPRECIATING ALL
<
INJOYING
NOW
ew
5:10 AM-5/23/17

In the practice of Tao
we rely less and less
on what is called "information"
until our actions arise from emptiness,
and everything is done naturally.
From Tao Te Ching, Chapter 48

William Martin
daybydaytao.org
www.taoistliving.com

Keep silence, be mute;
if you have not yet become
the tongue of God,
be an ear.
Rumi

Embryonic Respiration:
Now the breath seems to neither rise nor fall, neither open nor close. It is so ultra-slow and soft that if a down feather were held in front of the nostrils, it wouldn't move. Your mind merges with the breath, as though the breath is your entire world. The belly is pleasantly warm.
You are like a mother nurturing her womb with caring, compassionate awareness.
You are breathing like a baby in the womb of creation.
Enjoy as long as you wish
(or if you must look at a clock,
I suggest twenty to thirty minutes).
http://spiritualpaths.net/the-breath-of-tao-by-kenneth-cohen/

1/25/17-Silence of Embryonic Respiration ..."Breath of TAO" ,,,.......(that which is "older than God"

A Great Silence overcomes me,
and I wonder why I ever thought to use language.
Rumi

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TOUCHSTONE FOR ALL THAT IS REAL MILESTONE Sunrise/Afternoon May 22, 2017

5/22/2017

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CREATOR’S TAO-CORED BREATH
<
THE TOUCHSTONE FOR ALL THAT IS REAL
ew
4:38 AM-5/22/17

AFTERNOON PHOTOS BELOW

ADDENDUM
at the end of today
Pre Sunrise May 22, 2017

which turned out to be a

TOTALLY POSITIVE & AMAZING DAY DUE TO THE PHRASE IN MY SOUL BELOW IN RED FONT

Conclusion of Sadhguru excellent Reminder (at least for me!) below!!

On a certain day, a man fell into a septic tank, right up to the neck in filth. He desperately tried to come out, but he could not. After some time, he started screaming, “Fire, fire!” Neighbors heard this fire call and called the fire brigade who then came rushing. They looked all over the place – no fire. Then they found this man in the septic tank, pulled him out and asked him, “Why were you screaming ‘fire?’ Where is the fire?” Then the man retorted, “If I had said, ‘shit, shit’ would you come?” You have to do the right things, otherwise right things will not happen to you.

i also just Saturated with that link in blue above
do the right things

my one "thang" for today is "I will speak/think ONLY soul-pleasing vibrations"

(re: anything past, present, future & beyond...and re: anyone!)
WOW!

heading out soon for first sunrise on Harbour Island beach

all is VERY well right now!!!
********

BELOW ARE THE TWO SADHGURU ARTICLES I JUST ABSORBED BEFORE THE RED FONT PHRASE EMERGED AND TOOK OVER

(or i can't find later they were directly from Sadhguru, but rather from my OWN soul after Saturating with these two articles:
Pre Sunrise May 22, 2017

which turned out to be a

TOTALLY POSITIVE & AMAZING DAY DUE TO THE PHRASE IN MY SOUL BELOW IN RED FONT

http://isha.sadhguru.org/blog/yoga-meditation/demystifying-yoga/just-doing-it-expectations-in-spiritual-process/?utm_source=mailchimp&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=dmq-blog

http://isha.sadhguru.org/blog/lifestyle/7-important-life-lessons-never-forget/

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BAUBO MEDICINE "Let go into the Clear Light..." "...sail on solar wind." Sunrise/Afternoon March 5, 2017

3/5/2017

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BAUBO-WOMB LAUGHTER
ERASES ALL THAT IS ABSURDLY DESTRUCTIVE
OF TRUTH OF BEING
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WHEN IT ALL IS DESTRUCTIVE
BAUBO’S ‘MEDICINE’ REMINDS/CREATES
<
ONLY ORGASMIC JOY REMAINS
ew
4:49 AM-3/5/17

Remember the Clear Light,
the pure Clear Light from which everything in the universe comes,
to which everything in the universe returns;
the original nature of your own mind….
Let go into the Clear Light, trust it, merge with it.
It is your own true nature, it is home.
The Tibetan Book of the Dead

Quoted by miriam louisa in her recent Timely sharing here:
https://thisunlitlight.com/2017/03/04/how-extraordinary-how-beautiful/

With zoom lens...another EXTREMELY windy morning/day

The secret of seeing is, then, the pearl of great price.
If I thought he could teach me to find it and keep it forever
I would stagger barefoot across a hundred deserts after any lunatic at all.
But although the pearl may be found, it may not be sought.

The literature of illumination reveals this above all:
although it comes to those who wait for it,
it is always, even to the most practiced and adept,
a gift and a total surprise.

I cannot cause light; the most I can do is try to put myself in the path of its beam.
It is possible, in deep space, to sail on solar wind.
Light, be it particle or wave, has force:
you rig a giant sail and go.
The secret of seeing is to sail on solar wind.

Hone and spread your spirit till you yourself are a sail,
whetted, translucent, broadside to the merest puff….
Annie Dillard
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2015/03/17/11861/

I want to surrender
to your silence which peels me.

i have no thing to offer you,
but this touch, where I disappear.

Arif K.
notes to the beloved
Conclusion to long overflowing Love Wordings on this page
http://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/

THE DEER KNOWS
Whispers from Beyond The Silence
ew

STILL AS THE ANCIENT DEER IN A WOODS
WATCHING THE ARMED HUNTER
BUILD HIS TREE STAND...
MY SOUL IS CAMOUFLAGED
BY YOU,
O BELOVED BREATHER
THAT
BREATHES ME

THEY STEALTH AROUND
WITH THEIR BOWS/ARROWS AND
KILLING APPARATUS

ANY WORDS OR THOUGHTS
IN OR FROM ME
CAUSE THEM TO SEE
WHAT THEY ARE LOOKING FOR

THEY SHOOT TO KILL…..FOR SPORT AND CONTROL

THEY BELIEVE
A DEAD CARCASS
HAD NO SOUL

THEY BELIEVE
THEY KILL THE BREATHER
ew
Feb 14, 2003
Youthanasia Acres
Near Dublin, Indiana

BEYOND SILENCE WHISPERS
ew

I AM BEYOND THE SILENCE

IF TRUTH IS SPOKEN
FROM
BEYOND THE SILENCE,
WORDS ARE MISUNDERSTOOD
EXACTLY
POLAR OPPOSITE
TO THEIR TRUE MEANING.

ONE IS THEN CRUCIFIED
AND
PROJECTED UPON
WITHOUT
MERCY.

TRUTH LIVED
IN AND FROM
PURE DIVINE SILENCE
IS A VIBRATORY RATE
SO ATTUNED
AND
ATONED
THAT THE WORLD
CANNOT PERCEIVE THE FORM….
CANNOT HEAR THE WORDS.

HOWEVER
EACH WILL SEE AND PROJECT,
TEACH AND LECTURE,
AS THEY SEE FIT
ACCORDING
TO THEIR OWN
NEEDS AND VEILS.

I AM OF BEYOND SILENCE
OF
THE ALMIGHTY PRESENCE..

I WAIT
TO BE MOVED
ACCORDING TO DIVINE STIRRING,
INCLUDING WORDS,
UNTIL DIVINITY ORCHESTRATES
THE APPROPRIATE VIBRATION
FOR THE OTHER’S SOUL.

TO HOLD IN SUCH SILENCE
ALLOWS OTHERS TO PROJECT
TEACH
AND SEE
WHAT IT IS
THEY NEED TO EXPERIENCE
FOR THEMSELVES.

IF I RESPOND OR REACT
IN PERSONAL MANNER
(EVEN UNSPOKEN THOUGHTS)
THIS COLLUDES WITH THEIR REALITY
CONFIRMING TO THEM
IT IS SO.

THE VIBRATIONS COLLUDE
TO
CREATE REALITY.
IN FACT
THE REALITY IS CREATED
RATHER INSTANTLY
IF DIVINE FORCES MEET WITH HUMAN.

THIS IS LIKE
LIGHT BEING USED
TO EITHER MAGNIFY
WHAT AN OTHER BELIEVES
OR…..

CAN BE USED,
IF TOTALLY CLEAR AND PURE,
TO MELT WHAT AN OTHER
ERRONEOUSLY BELIEVES IS REAL.

RIGHT USE
IS NOT
DETERMINED
BY
ANYTHING HUMAN.

RIGHT USE
IS
A
RESULT
OF
AT-ONE-MENT.

RIGHT USE
IS
A
RESULT
OF
CREATOR AND CREATION
BEING ONE.

RIGHT USE
IS
BEYOND
HUMAN AWARENESS.

Love’s Silence
is
Being
the
Still Small Voice
from
Beyond The Silence
∞

ew
late 1990’s
Youthanasia Acres
near Dublin, Indiana

A Neverborn/Neverdie One
Remembers God and Godess Archetypes
including
A TAO'D
BAUBO
http://www.goddessgift.com/goddess-myths/goddess-baubo.htm

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