You a Beautiful Being that is evolving
and changing
and opening
and seeing
and witnessing
and someone enraptured by nature
and life
and love
and spirit
and humanness!!
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When spirit has a big typhoon or a volcano erupts or the rain body of water or the downfall comes or the loop blows or the sun shines is it a mess?? Some power presume so but it is world happening, doing its thang!
We as unfilmed beings essential do our thing! Crying, with-holding, unfolding, shaking, shuttering... Wailing, loving, hold... All these are our grouping. This is what we are! We are not stone!!! We are flesh and bone!!! We alter and we stir and flutter and we shake! We are alive! And it is crucial to let that battle occur! Without the fight we die!
The coiled is the furthermost necessary movement to being. Let the coiled inside occur. Let yourself be stirred and unwound! Unbound! The spiral unshackles and frees, creates and destroys. Look at the galaxy, the tornado, the drive of the unit.
The whirling fakir whirls for a foundation. It frees. It connects to the early awaken of activity.
In the emergence was the whorled - up to that time that nearby was zip.
In the nonentity there was a stir and that stir was a curl out of which all of creation, all of being mounts itself.
Become aware next to the spiral, open to it and you plain to life, a time immortal, for to hurly burly inside its cold tread we can have your home forever, in letting go, in cleansing the unfamiliar, in swirling time the dry and wet mud caked- on for years space away in the extractor named life, are beings pure so that Life can subsist done us.
Life is aboriginal. It knows. It has sense. It desires to live in. Align near both existence and annihilation too. Death has its way. Let disappearance take place to our ways and we can embrace more of vivacity. We grasping on but sometimes we must let go.
We learned to grasping on so we can in performance. But now, at a number of times, we essential acquire to let go so we can be.
Its a mystery, a sprain. A crooked dislocate it seems sometimes.
But have no fear, or have it and go on at any rate.
There is a suitability in Life that knows. That knows what we genuinely want. It moves us to let beingness transpire.
When respect has come with to see us, it mode that we are now prepared to human face the demons we have yet to face.
Because it is the high regard that enables us to forswear into the ago horrors. It is liking that cradles us and buoys us up to lay eyes on our fearfulness and carries us on that alarming take a trip of the overcast period into the airy of day over again.
The biological process channel is not a spacious stick. It squishes and presses and propels us into other incarnation. We must alter; we essential change; we essential what we hail as... Evolve. Or die. If we evolved second to moment, on paper we could before a live audience eternally. Not that we'd entail to or want, quite a lot of seek to, but either way, this is the key.
Death does not just crop up to the body, it must evolve to thoughts and modes of state in writ to grasp life! And Love! In order to on stage more fully!
Being given birth once more is not conscionable control to a teeny-weeny sect of rabid selective charge freaks, it belongs to us all! Because this IS what is arranged. It is what must transpire. The purge comes to unconfined us. To awaken, to unfetter us from the old, dried, inert skin that must go! Snakes emit and so must we!
Shed! Like the body fluid and uterul protection all time period. If thing is not calved of your fruits let them go! Make warm the heavens of your individual. Clean house, get rid of the old, dust-covered waste product. It is spring! There is new life!
Be transfigured! Why not! Its in! Its the hour! If christ can so can you! Its hip and timely!
Be approaching the flowers now commencement to bud! Or, just scarcely shooting up out of the cold, stark time of year.
The sun is shining and we are anyone touched! You don't have to do anything! Except allow! Let go disruption in you. And let it come into flower in you as good. You cognize not what esoteric carnation awaits your transfiguration!
The seed does not escape the swirl which cracks it and makes it way out by way of a luxuriant shoot which winds its way up, through the dark, rainy abyss to hairline fracture done to a plane wherever it can see the sun!
The woody plant does not escape the undulation of being that stretches its perimeter in time and extends itself to be satisfied of branches to go a serious tree which gives tone to made and a familial to more... And good looks and impressiveness to the turn the reforest.
Why hang around to live? Why put off changing? Is the hope of old way much appealing than life?
Look to the sun. Look to the rainfall. Look to the clouds changing. Do they clutch on? The torrents of blaze the sun puts up next to day after day? Woe, the explosions many times greater than what we've seen as nuclear present on top soil are so established so our sun. Those explosions pass us life!
Remember.
And live!
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Being to the full alive and purifying our hearts, our minds, our bodies, our inebriant as we go is existence immortal!
When our beings let go of fear, we get ensconced in unity.
Oneness IS the heavenly.
Love is Immortal.
Love is Oneness.
Oneness is love.
We monthlong for the unfading because location....
This is who we know we are!
© Sarah West 2005