Automatic Writing

"Take your pen," they say, "write the words of freedom that long to be expressed." Spirit comes to you like darkness giving birth to Light~ the immediate resonance of longing in the spinal column of life. You wonder what the meaning is with a pressure that emerges indescribably on paper. This is not your hand anymore. What you speak is what you write and the Truth is the only "needing" being made. When you remove the veil of eternity blinding your senses of freedom, you will see with the eyes of God...a freedom only obtained with Truth and honest tongue. Words are meaningless anymore...as they only hinder the movement pushing through the core of mankind. You know the "black list' is of your sweet surrender~ something birthed from the evolution of soul that will progress in ways that must be shared with the heart of the world. It does not mean you are "special" in any way, but it does mean you are a child of God in which you have been chosen to manifest a Truth in the the context of breath. Your words will heal as the collective conscious opens to the healing provided by the experiences you share. Your ego does not serve you anymore and it must be released with the constraints that surround your upbringing. Know your freedom, breathe in the wind that will set you free to a realm you have yet to discover. In this life, things will come easy but not without hard work as your initiation involves the releasing of all you hold dear to your heart. You must not have the attachments you have clinged to in the past. Your relations must remain open for growth to occur on the deepest core levels of your Being. Your purpose will be served but not without concentration. It is time to walk out of the fire of illusion and step into the flame of the heart that sings your voice to the wind. The wind is calling you. It is your Power. It is your freedom. Change is upon you and will take you deeper into the space of Love. There is no separation between you and Spirit and you will come to know your strengths in a power you have always held. The pen is loosening...the time is nearing. Go forth and begin your passage of Truth...it is your time to seek shelter and emerge a rainbow in the sky of pain and beauty. We will continue to work together. ~Blessed Be~ 4/15/03

Already Free

I have a sense that I know who I AM. I have a sense that all that I believed to be real is the path of illumination that has led me here…full hearted and open to the necessity of my survival in this moment. I feel the pain rip at me. Discomfort of what IS just tearing up the seams of my existence. Creating a new pattern from the cliché of life that has tattered these words in the process. I can’t help but release my own intimate cries as I lay here…feeling my feet in the Earth…letting go through the grounding effort to contain something left inside of me. Something….something….something…. But what is there to hold onto? Nothing…nothing…nothing…. And so with open arms, I let go of all that surrounds. And return to this empty space within. My mind swirls to stillness. The calm in the storm. I am home. I return here often. And then I lose my direction. Often. And return again. And again. And again. And I forgive myself for straying. For seeking what is already here, within my heart. I need stray no longer. There is no feeling as great, as pure, as simple, and as all encompassing… as the way I feel when I embrace the world with one breath…and take in all the pain, all the illusion, all the discomfort that I merely reflect through a solitary expression of the whole. When I return home, I know and I feel the Truth that we are all expressing as a necessary means to rise above our limited understanding of who we truly are. If I can see you…and you can see me…then we are already free….xo #HealingIntuit#

Talking

I am not free in this moment. I am not free because my reflection in you tells me so. I see the parts of myself that are holding onto what it is I can not control. And I am a witness but at the same time, I grip at my own skin and push yours away as if you are separate from me. You mirror this separation by speaking of your unwillingness to give up your autonomy. Yet what is it that you, too, fear connecting with? If bliss is a perfect day without a lover then so be it that way. But the Truth lies in the challenge of the beloved's existence -- seen through our eyes, felt through our hearts, channeled through our love for self, each other and all of life. I walk in silence to know my words that are free from the strife I create to speak them. Oftentimes, my mind dissects the beauty that exists in the here and now. This is when I know it is time to listen. In this stillness, "listening" does not mean "disconnecting." It means understanding. It means loving. It means forgiving myself for forgetting again and again, without judgment. It means that I do not need you yet I can love you the same. It means that letting go of my attachment to anything that binds my heart is a breath of fresh air pulsing through my Being. It means that I have chosen to be free again. And thus the energy of this moment changes...

Fallen Angel

I have fallen. I have fallen like an Angel from the grace of my own doing. I have completed a journey in each moment only to enter into a new one with every breath I take. And my breath. Oh my breath. I want to re-member my breath and that it is not a "taking" at all but a reciprocal sharing of love that I give and receive, that I nurture all living things with and thus, am filled with the mighty light of love in return. Lately, I have been screaming inside. Do you know what this feels like? The emblem of hope in my heart I hold like a sheath above my face. But this sheath is a translucent fragment of my belonging to self. The attachment to the face I believe to be mine has my heart encased in a membrane of fear. I am not this fear. Fear is a word with a meaningless truth. My mind created it over a collective energetic news feed. I stopped reading the news a long time ago. And I am changing. My energy is freer today but it was never contained in the first place. My mind must be in agony. I can only imagine what is going on beyond what I can see. But I feel it instead. And my eyes well with tears. And these feelings, without attachment, are a truth bleeding hope from my heart. I listen closely with closed eyes knowing that I do not need to know anything about it. I do not need to judge my indecision or inability to emotionally connect while my heart heals. I do not discriminate against myself in this suspended watchfulness. I wait and yet I take action NOW. I take action by re-membering my love that is the only truth and the only source of happiness. I contemplate and let go of that contemplation. Writing heals me. I know this to be true. I am an open book with torn pages perfectly gracing these words. And I know that somewhere deep inside words were never needed at all but they help when I forget to re-member. 09/12/12

Closer to Truth

We are born of this day and to this day we will die. There is no in between. We are here in this now and will always be in the "now" -- despite how much we try to regress to the past or jump head first into the future. My song in this moment is deep and transient and moving in and outside of myself. I know and I don't know. I am humble and I am agro with displaced passion. I have come here searching this space as if it were something to be uncovered from Self. But I am not covered nor uncovered. I am what I am. And I am without myself as I continue to identify with what "I" am from the start. I am going to throw it all out the door and walk on by without a glance back. I am going to let go of the looking. I am tired and ready. i am ready and tired. And somewhere there is a place for me to rest within my "Being" here, now with no other agenda but drawing myself closer and closer and closer to Truth. 8/16/12

TO MIRROR LOVE

I am a transformational serpent of time. I come through the waters of emotion to bring forth the passion of life. I am born through the realm of what has been forgotten so that I may remember the Truth that propelled my birth to begin with. I am a constant glowing light in my soul opening to the light of the sun in my heart. Your eyes reflect my beauty; mine, yours. I can not take the separation of thoughts as the truth in my upbringing. I am an UPRISING and the passionate culmination of body and Spirit. I am loving my Self. I am loving your Self. There is nothing keeping us apart from trusting the process of illumination between us. When I consider this reality, I am open to the repercussions of MIND (illusion). I am open because I know that I will learn from my mistakes and through these mistakes, I will find Truth again and again.

The passion that I am experiencing is built upon a deeper feeling of compassion. My compassion stems from the Love that is inherent in my blood, my bones, my BEING in each moment to each moment to each moment - regardless of the circumstance. Doubt is irrelevant when Trust is always present. Fear is is a catalyst to success when I know that by looking at it, I am allowing Love and Love is the purest essence of who I am. I AM LOVE. And I see this love in your eyes because you, also, are this LOVE. What a beautiful moment of reciprocity. What a powerful sharing of TRUTH.

And the words fade because Love is here. And my smile merges with my heart as I kiss the sky, my reflection within it and see the waters ripple beneath my feet. I dance naked in the storm. I allow LOVE to flow because I AM. And You ARE. And the Truth does not lie. Love is above, beneath, but never beyond who I AM. Trust that You ARE too.

Discernment has no question

You can not hide from yourself. You can not truly be less than the truth that you are, in each moment. Your body speaks through cellular communication which reverberates throughout language, thought, mirrored attraction, and the ultimate appeal to life itself. In time, there is a space continuum that becomes the black hole of existence. We live in this space of paradoxical language and formless states. We are a part of the nothingness and the all. We are culminating all of the desires of doubt, pain, excellence, passion, progression and despair. Is there a difference in the transitions? Is there a permanent sever in the realm of creation? There can never be such a severance if there was never a disconnection to begin with. The mind's channeled energy has become static in the inter-activity of what has been lost. What does this mean? Our connections have been made to listen only with the statistical notions that we are a numbered identity with a name, date of birth, calculated existence on this planet and powered by the formed matter of our opinions. We created our reality by which we base our entire world view. We believe we are less than the Truth. We often feel less than the Love that is our divine inheritance. It is through the immaculate birth of our existential Self that allows us to see beyond our suffering lens. Do not deny the pain that is required of cleansing -- for our tears will mirror the reflection of the water, bitter with form, and seize this moment with the power to be transformed by the beauty that is ALL.

Simple reverence in thought. Simple humility in exchange for beauty and love. It's all the same. The distinction is only driven by ideas but the Truth holds no separation to what is real or not. Discernment can only be made when the mind and heart are one. We will know this...we will know this...and there will be no question at all.