THIS INNER NUDGE "...the depth is silent.” May 15, 2019

Intensities of Galactic Shifts/Storms/Rarefications
Too Rainy for Sunrise Beach
No Whisper Rising This Morning
below is "Random  Pick"
followed by the entire chapter
"JOURNEY TOWARD WHOLENESS"
 from 
​​GODSEED:  The Alchemy of Primordial Memory
Dorothea M. Mills/elizabeth walker
​
Sunrise Photos from Archive Files
May 15, 2016
​https://mailchi.mp/e6f723c657dc/risa-swimming-work-in-progress-new-art-photos-a-k-nicholas?e=e00cc100ea

THERE IS OFTEN INCLINATION
TO SQUELCH
THIS INNER NUDGE OR STIRRING
BY TAKING ON
 MORE SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE ACTIVITIES
 
....AND YOU MAY OFTEN
ACCELERATE THIS WAY OF DENIAL
UNTIL PHYSICAL, EMOTIONAL,
 OR MENTAL ABERRATIONS
 CAUSE
WHAT IS GENERALLY TERMED
“ILLNESS”
ew
This Morning's 
Random PIck from
GODSEED:  The Alchemy of Primordial Memory
Dorothea M. Mills/elizabeth walker

The BELOW Whispers in this font
from
​the entire Chapter:
​JOURNEY TOWARDS WHOLENESS
from
GODSEED:  The Alchemy of Primordial Memory
Dorothea M. Mills/elizabeth walker

---

“The more
you evolve spiritually,
the further you pass
from the understanding
of every man.”
 
 
“It is the surface of the sea
that makes
waves and roaring breakers;
the depth is silent.”
 
Hazrat Inayat Khan

DEAR HEART
IT REALLY ISN’T A JOURNEY
IT IS A MOMENT OF AWAKENING
OR
REALIZATION
OR
WHAT YOU WOULD TERM
A
HEALING INSTANT

​EVERYTHING THAT YOU COULD EVER BE
IS
ALREADY WITHIN YOU
THE GODSEED THAT YOU ARE
IS
YOUR ONLY TRUTH
AND
THIS HAS BEEN ALL THAT YOU ARE
SINCE
BEFORE TIME

WHOLENESS
IS SIMPLY A MATTER
OF
AWAKENING
TO
THE DIVINITY
THAT IS
YOUR ONLY TRUE SELF

 BECAUSE OF EXPERIENCES,
SOUL MEMORIES
AND
ABSORPTION
OF
OTHER REALITIES
INTO YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS,
VEILS OF SHADOWS
SHROUD
YOUR SOUL’S PURE EXPRESSION 

 IT MAY BE
THAT YOU HAVE NEVER FELT HAPPIER
AND
MORE CONTENT,
YET
SENSE A STIRRING,
AN INNER RESTLESSNESS,
THAT WHISPERS
“THERE IS SOMETHING MORE” 

THIS IS THE GODSEED
ATTEMPTING TO STRETCH
TOWARDS EXPRESSION
AND
CLEAR REALIZATION
 
ATTEMPTING TO EXPAND
THRU THE VEILS
TOWARDS
THE
LOVE/LIGHT
THAT
IS
ALL THAT IS

THERE IS OFTEN INCLINATION
TO SQUELCH
THIS INNER NUDGE OR STIRRING
BY TAKING ON
 MORE SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE ACTIVITIES 

....AND YOU MAY OFTEN
ACCELERATE THIS WAY OF DENIAL
UNTIL PHYSICAL, EMOTIONAL,
 OR MENTAL ABERRATIONS
 CAUSE
WHAT IS GENERALLY TERMED
“ILLNESS”

THE ILLNESS,
SHOULD YOU ALLOW IT TO DEVELOP,
IS ONLY A SYMPTOM THAT CAUSES
ENOUGH PAIN SO THAT YOU WILL REST
AND
BE STILL
OR
PERHAPS SURRENDER
MORE SELF WILL
AND
ASK FOR HELP

 IT IS FAR MORE GENTLE
TO YOUR BEING
AND
TO THOSE AROUND YOU
IF YOU WILL
BUT STILL AND LISTEN
TO THOSE INNER STIRRINGS 

FROM THE STILLNESS
EXACTLY THE MOST PERFECT PEOPLE,
PLACES, AND SITUATIONS
CAN ATTRACT TO YOU
IN ORDER TO ACCELERATE
YOUR HEALINGS AND REALIZATIONS ​

THERE NEED
BE
NO EFFORT
ON YOUR PART,
EXCEPT TO STILL
YOUR BUSY MIND
INTO
THE SILENCE THAT IS BEYOND SILENCE…

AND FROM THAT ABYSS
OF
PEACE AND LOVE
YOU KNOW
THE NEXT AND MOST NECESSARY STEP…
...BE STILL
AND
KNOW THAT I AM GOD.

BE STILL
AND
KNOW THAT I AM YOU 
∞

See this LINK for more regarding the above PHOTO SHOOT on Harbour Island.....
https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/aknicholas/art-nude-photobook-documentary-film-gallery-prints?ref=card
​​More "Events" Here:
https://www.bellanuda.com/kickstarter/


​

Note Re: This Photo Shoot.....had a particularly "alone with the Alone" stroll during sunrise beach to the far south end...NO PEOPLE on beach that morning.....May 15, 2016.......when we turned around to walk north back to dunes path, we saw these Two Solitaries...in the distance....as we came closer, the man's eyes met mine
with a Quiet Smile of Soul Recognition...
....i asked a bit more about him and this model. 
Come to find out they had rented a most Magnificent Property
for several models and many photo shoots....
.....this man, his amazing Sensitivities and Offerings
have been in my heart/soul ever since....

.....AS IS the OWNER of the Property they Rented....http://www.thesecretkiss.com/
i canNOT say enough re: the Glorious Soul Qualities and Pithy Practicalities of my Friend Juanita Percentie who built from scratch this Property where the models were! 
Not only Juanita, but her whole family, including the Infamous
Ma Ruby of Ma Ruby's Tingum Village....
Ma Ruby, Jaunita's mother, who was/is a legend on this Harbour Island!

Juanita now manages Tingum Village
​http://tingumvillage.com/
For Amazing Photos and Information re: the Property where models/photograher were see:
http://www.thesecretkiss.com/

The ABOVE Whispers in this font
from
​the entire Chapter:
​JOURNEY TOWARDS WHOLENESS
from
GODSEED:  The Alchemy of Primordial Memory
Dorothea M. Mills/elizabeth walker
and
 ALSO in Original Edition

Original Edition Copyright 2004
a better "Look Inside" on Amazon on this link
https://www.amazon.com/Godseed-elizabeth-walker/dp/1412017742
This Original Edition published BEFORE
ew/dmm ever let anyone know
re: dmm's penname=elizabeth walker
https://www.amazon.com/Godseed-elizabeth-walker/dp/1412017742

​AFTERNOON

The Silence of the Stars

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

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

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

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

On some clear nights
When nearby houses have turned off their televisions,
When the traffic dwindles, when through streets
Are between sirens and the jets overhead
Are between crossings, when the wind
Is hanging fire in the fir trees,
And the long-eared owl in the neighboring grove
Between calls is regarding his own darkness...

...I look at the stars again as I first did
To school myself in the names of constellations
And remember my first sense of their terrible distance,
I can still hear what I thought
At the edge of silence where the inside jokes
Of my heartbeat, my arterial traffic,
The C above high C of my inner ear, myself
Tunelessly humming, but now I know what they are:...

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

—David Wagoner

  ​A grasshopper cannot move in reverse nor move sideways, only ever moving in a forward direction. We only need to think about this for a little to recognize the spiritual lessons involved.  By practising the grasshoppers only movements in our own lives. Always moving forward, always open to change and not about to repeat the same mistakes by going backwards.
The sound healing vibration the grasshopper emits moves the very soul to connect spiritually with the earth itself. The sound vibrations meditated upon will open all seven chakras activating spiritual healing. The sound itself eases the mind relaxes the body and soothes lonely straying thoughts. The grasshopper offers its healing to any who’ll listen almost every evening. All we need to do is make ourselves aware and supersensitive to their calling. By psychically tuning into them and their sound while meditating.
​(Continued below....)

The sound healing vibration the grasshopper emits moves the very soul to connect spiritually with the earth itself. The sound vibrations meditated upon will open all seven chakras activating spiritual healing. The sound itself eases the mind relaxes the body and soothes lonely straying thoughts. The grasshopper offers its healing to any who’ll listen almost every evening. All we need to do is make ourselves aware and supersensitive to their calling. By psychically tuning into them and their sound while meditating.
https://thriveonnews.com/grasshopper-meaning/

Read More Below
Quotes from today
Additional Photos

The BELOW Whispers in this font
from
​the entire Chapter:
​JOURNEY TOWARDS WHOLENESS
from
GODSEED:  The Alchemy of Primordial Memory
Dorothea M. Mills/elizabeth walker
 
 
“The more
you evolve spiritually,
the further you pass
from the understanding
of every man.”
 
 
“It is the surface of the sea
that makes
waves and roaring breakers;
the depth is silent.”
 
Hazrat Inayat Khan
 
 
DEAR HEART
IT REALLY ISN’T A JOURNEY
IT IS A MOMENT OF AWAKENING
OR
REALIZATION
OR
WHAT YOU WOULD TERM
A
HEALING INSTANT
 
EVERYTHING THAT YOU COULD EVER BE
IS
ALREADY WITHIN YOU
THE GODSEED THAT YOU ARE
IS
YOUR ONLY TRUTH
AND
THIS HAS BEEN ALL THAT YOU ARE
SINCE
BEFORE TIME
 
WHOLENESS
IS SIMPLY A MATTER
OF
AWAKENING
TO
THE DIVINITY
THAT IS
YOUR ONLY TRUE SELF
 
BECAUSE OF EXPERIENCES,
SOUL MEMORIES
AND
ABSORPTION
OF
OTHER REALITIES
INTO YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS,
VEILS OF SHADOWS
SHROUD
YOUR SOUL’S PURE EXPRESSION
 
 
IT MAY BE
THAT YOU HAVE NEVER FELT HAPPIER
AND
MORE CONTENT,
YET
SENSE A STIRRING,
AN INNER RESTLESSNESS,
THAT WHISPERS
 
“THERE IS SOMETHING MORE”
 
THIS IS THE GODSEED
ATTEMPTING TO STRETCH
TOWARDS EXPRESSION
AND
CLEAR REALIZATION
 
ATTEMPTING TO EXPAND
THRU THE VEILS
TOWARDS
THE
LOVE/LIGHT
THAT
IS
ALL THAT IS
 
 
THERE IS OFTEN INCLINATION
TO SQUELCH
THIS INNER NUDGE OR STIRRING
BY TAKING ON
 MORE SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE ACTIVITIES
 
....AND YOU MAY OFTEN
ACCELERATE THIS WAY OF DENIAL
UNTIL PHYSICAL, EMOTIONAL,
 OR MENTAL ABERRATIONS
 CAUSE
WHAT IS GENERALLY TERMED
“ILLNESS”
 
 
THE ILLNESS,
SHOULD YOU ALLOW IT TO DEVELOP,
IS ONLY A SYMPTOM THAT CAUSES
ENOUGH PAIN SO THAT YOU WILL REST
AND
BE STILL
OR
PERHAPS SURRENDER
MORE SELF WILL
AND
ASK FOR HELP
 
IT IS FAR MORE GENTLE
TO YOUR BEING
AND
TO THOSE AROUND YOU
IF YOU WILL
BUT STILL AND LISTEN
TO THOSE INNER STIRRINGS
 
FROM THE STILLNESS
EXACTLY THE MOST PERFECT PEOPLE,
PLACES, AND SITUATIONS
CAN ATTRACT TO YOU
IN ORDER TO ACCELERATE
YOUR HEALINGS AND REALIZATIONS
 
THERE NEED
BE
NO EFFORT
ON YOUR PART,
EXCEPT TO STILL
YOUR BUSY MIND
INTO
THE SILENCE THAT IS BEYOND SILENCE…
 
AND FROM THAT ABYSS
OF
PEACE AND LOVE
YOU KNOW
THE NEXT AND MOST NECESSARY STEP…
...BE STILL
AND
KNOW THAT I AM GOD.
 
BE STILL
AND
KNOW THAT I AM YOU
 
∞
 
​

The Silence of the Stars

When Laurens van der Post one night
In the Kalihari Desert told the Bushmen
He couldn't hear the stars
Singing, they didn't believe him. They looked at him,
Half-smiling. They examined his face
To see whether he was joking
Or deceiving them. Then two of those small men
Who plant nothing, who have almost
Nothing to hunt, who live
On almost nothing, and with no one
But themselves, led him away
From the crackling thorn-scrub fire
And stood with him under the night sky
And listened. One of them whispered,
Do you not hear them now?
And van der Post listened, not wanting
To disbelieve, but had to answer,
No. They walked him slowly
Like a sick man to the small dim
Circle of firelight and told him
They were terribly sorry,
And he felt even sorrier
For himself and blamed his ancestors
For their strange loss of hearing,
Which was his loss now. On some clear nights
When nearby houses have turned off their televisions,
When the traffic dwindles, when through streets
Are between sirens and the jets overhead
Are between crossings, when the wind
Is hanging fire in the fir trees,
And the long-eared owl in the neighboring grove
Between calls is regarding his own darkness,
I look at the stars again as I first did
To school myself in the names of constellations
And remember my first sense of their terrible distance,
I can still hear what I thought
At the edge of silence where the inside jokes
Of my heartbeat, my arterial traffic,
The C above high C of my inner ear, myself
Tunelessly humming, but now I know what they are:
My fair share of the music of the spheres
And clusters of ripening stars,
Of the songs from the throats of the old gods
Still tending even tone-deaf creatures
Through their exiles in the desert.


—David Wagoner
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