STILLNESS REIGNS "...this hole of light in the light..." "...puzzled birds swerving..." April 18, 2020

A TIME TO CLEAR/FORGIVE ALL
A RELEASE OF ALL SHADOWS/BURDENS
THAT FOG THE EVERSHINING OF SOUL
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FINALLY....THE CHOICELESS CHOICE
OF SIMPLY BEING ALL THAT ONE IS
WITHOUT DISTORTION'S WAVER OR VEILS
=
ONLY THE SILENT CORE OF ORIGIN
 CAN AUTHENTICALLY POSSESS
∞
STILLNESS REIGNS
BEING/DOING MERGE
EFFORTLESS EASE RADIANT LIFE PRESIDES
∞
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6:18 AM-4/18/20

All Photos (unless otherwise noted) from
Harbour Island, Bahamas
TRANSMISSION OF ORIGIN          April 18, 2019
CtrlClick above title to see April 18, 2019 OceanSpeak 

There is a beautiful complexity of growth
within the human soul.
​
In order to glimpse this,
it is helpful to visualize the mind
as a tower of windows.
Sadly, many people remain trapped
at the one window,
looking out every day at
​ the same scene in the same way.​

Real growth is experienced
when you draw back from that one window,
turn, and walk around
the inner tower of the soul
and see all the different windows
​ that await your gaze.

Through these different windows,
you can see new vistas
of possibility, presence, and creativity.

Complacency, habit, and blindness
often prevent you from feeling your life.
So much depends on the frame of vision --
​the window through which you look.
~John O'Donohue
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2020/04/18/32165/

​lightning speed of confusion
The arborist has determined:
senescence      beetles      canker
quickened by drought
                           but in any case
not prunable   not treatable   not to be propped.
And so.
The branch from which
​ the sharp-shinned hawks and their mate-cries.

 The trunk where the ant.
The red squirrels’ eighty-foot playground.
The bark   cambium   pine-sap   cluster of needles.
The Japanese patterns      the ink-net.
The dapple on certain fish.

Today, for some, a universe will vanish.
First noisily,
then just another silence.
The silence of after, once the theater has emptied. 
Of bewilderment after the glacier,
the species, the star.

Something else, in the scale of quickening things,
will replace it,
this hole of light in the light,
​ the puzzled birds swerving around it.
~Jane Hirshfield
​https://makebelieveboutique.com/2020/04/18/32165/

AFTERNOON

So as you prepared to enter
into the planetary relationship,
you created beings to represent
your original state of unified awareness.
These are the angels.

Their value, as well as their limitation,
springs from the fact
that they have no comprehension
of the process you are undertaking.

Their instructions
were to pretty much stay out of things
until near the very end of the process.
Then, upon receipt of a pre-arranged signal,
they were to commune with the human beings on Earth
at that time and assist them in awakening to their
original state of unified consciousness.

― Ken Carey, The Starseed Transmissions

Something happens to you
when you begin to think about this planet
as a single living organism.

And when you begin to live in that awareness,
nothing is ever again quite the same.

Nothing can be the same after that.
Nations began to look like people to me,
like familiar friends.

The distinctions between religion, biology,
and politics began to blur.
​
I began to wonder why
I had always assumed
that human thought was the only kind of thought--
as if nature would be content
with a single species of flower,
or just one kind of tree.
― Ken Carey
​The Third Millennium: Living in a Posthistronic World

Below from:
White Buffalo Woman Speaking
in
RETURN OF THE BIRD TRIBES
Ken Carey

 If you seek first
the sacred vision of the Great Spirit,
you will see as the Creator sees,
and in that seeing,
you will find that what you need from the earth
will come readily into your hands.
But if you seek first
to secure your early desire
and forget the spirit,
you will die inside.

In olden days,
most of the men took your path;
but in this age many men
are now going the path of your fallen brother.

What you saw in the cloud
was a speeded up lifetime;
your brother lived many years in those moments
while you saw only a swirl of dust.
It was not so bad for him as you might imagine.

He lived a life that many in this forgetful age
would even say was a ‘good’ one.
But he was ruled ever by his passions.
In the end,
his body turned to dust,
for all his thoughts were dust.

He had forgotten not only the Great Spirit,
but his own spirit as well.
He contributed nothing of meaning to me,
to womankind,
or to the people of the plains.
​
White Buffalo Woman Speaking
in
RETURN OF THE BIRD TRIBES
Ken Carey
http://bathtubbulletin.com/white-buffalo-woman-return-bird-tribes-ken-carey/

If it’s an essential mission,
God sends a team.
–Hanz Bolen, H.W., M.
​http://bathtubbulletin.com/white-buffalo-woman-return-bird-tribes-ken-carey/

It is better to conquer yourself
than to win a thousand battles.
Then the victory is yours.
It cannot be taken from you,
not by angels or by demons,
​heaven or hell.
–Buddha
http://bathtubbulletin.com/white-buffalo-woman-return-bird-tribes-ken-carey/

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