Child, Homeless, Witness, Activist, and Past are the roles offered.

'If' I am not an activist then I dont have a purpose mind-body-ego would tell me...

Been experiencing...been blessed - with plugging in lately. Should I call them transmissions? I tried to explain to a friend of mine these instances and remembered soon after that tried and true paradox: words seldom communicate. I used the example recently to describe how limiting I believe words can be by referencing the word 'god'.

What is that time where listening turns into true understanding and no words heard are ever 'lost'? Where exactly is that space that observes? I wrote on the train this afternoon: Costume, Actor, Human, Child, Mother, Being; how long of an evolution is necessary to remove conditioning? 

I was sobered to come to understand all aspects of identity are only thought wrapped in flesh...saddened. I believed my work in service to be divined or destined. What a notion to understand that the hypnosis involves more than one set of lies and illusion: Costume, Actor, Human, Child, Mother, Being.

What happens if I release this perception of self? (I ask my journal...)

I will disappear.

The world will suffer.

I will be judged.

I will be forgotten.

I will have nothing to prove my worth.

I wont make change.

No one will want me. 

Brain Tracy, a fantastic author and speaker, once recommended 'thinking on paper'; he is who I think of  when truth is shared through sleep like this. Activism is a very strong extortion tool as well as the fear of poverty, though I have never seen it or know what poverty is. (Everything else I do know about! lol) When earlier (in time and on the same sheet of paper) I asked what were my core believe and values, so much of it had to do with service...

What is most important to me in my life? (What a fun perspective...MY life...)

Helping people.

Protecting the innocent.

Abolishing injustice.

Making a difference.

Overcoming obstacles.

Spiritual growth.

My mother, brother and aunt.

Justice and Inspiration

Writing wrongs.

The Mission (Be humble, protect water)

Found a trick to not smoking btw: be that which observes the sensation. 

To know there is no work required to be the awareness - and all mediums lead to the simplest of truths - wanting from someone - wanting for someone - not wanting for or from someone - only witnessing - plug into the transmissions - be silent - or call it meditation - everyday 

Namaste

I'm amazed!

Hello Beautiful Souls!

I am amazed I write with such authority over things to which I have no command! I am happy I seem to be putting (what my mother affirms is genetically superior) writing into practice; and more so happy  that continue to write with such abandon.

I have spent the last few weeks waking up and reminding myself that "I know nothing." Observing the first few moments of every morning whispering a cerebral chant, "I give everything I see its value, I give everything its value..." Indeed, I am confused for a large portion of my day in recent weeks! I never conceived that it was not possible for my life to not be fueled by my aspirations or guided by identity.

I have seldom thought of that notion of "I" and all it has represented to me thorough the years. How much "I" used to mean and how all of "I" is nothing more than conditioning and illusion (for lack of a better word). What do I do if I dont follow the story I'm writing about myself?

The feeling that is inspired when I hear or speak words - amazing - to say the very least. Symbols that represent (symbols that separate ) become so much more when the body-mind-ego is in the 'drivers seat'. Words like: Christ, God, mother, Kaitlyn...how did I get the notion I could help elevate my brothers and sisters with so much forgiveness lacking in my heart?

I apologize for the lack of cohesion in this blog, just a thought...


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