Garden of Fears

As I walk through the Garden of Fears,
   mildew and mold cling to my feet.
   Dank,
   Dark,
   Lonely.

Darker still are the remnants of leaves, once vibrant with life,
    now pressed to the earth sticky with regret.

As I walk through the rows, my feet become cold with 'should haves',
    My hands drip with 'not enough'
    and all the while my heart shivers with emptiness.

But that is only a cloak....

For this garden,

This Garden!

Is in rejuvenation!

As all decay must first appear as dank and foreboding.

Just below the surface is a sheltered warmth,
A light,
  swimming below is birth, a newness of life.

For the dark becomes comfort,
Dank is only needed moisture.
Lonely is simply reflection.

Reflection of light and the inner knowing.
As each seed bursts forth, we hold hands.

Eyes become clear to the process of energy transformation.
All is temporary and necessary.

Welcome to my Garden of Flowers!

Every spark, a purpose.
Every shadow  a mere break from the heat of life.

Necessary.

United.

Here not every laughter needs to be heard,
nor does every tear need to be wiped.

All blooms and decays in perfect symbolism, synchronization.

Growth is nurtured and uninhibited by the falsities of ego.

Welcome to MY Garden.



One Earth.

Hello Child

It is the child that brings and binds the innocence.

Children are innocent.
To be innocent is to be the Child, connected and one.

They flow together as a dance.
Both leading and following.

A spin,
A dip,
Embraced,
Solo.

Breathtakingly inviting,
trembling with fear.

The choice is yours on which one, or which ones you choose to nurture.

Choose to embrace them all, or cast them aside.

Connected they are regardless.

Connected We are regardless.
It is the root of what we are.
Children in exploration.

One Earth.

Breathless

Breathless,
    
     are my mornings of late.

Tossed in a tumultuous hurricane

     Blinded by light and laced with shadow

Breathless beauty

     Bound only by what my eyes can see

Sensuously open, temptingly inviting

Breathless,

     Simmering newness threatening to rise,

     begging me to notice.

Breathless

     I take hold

    wrapped in fear, and bursting with anticipation

All is more than it appears

     peeking from my periphery,

    Golden scorching blessed adventure.

Breathless

     Is my life

     Always a promise of new

     Always lessons of past

A Breathless life

     Demanding growth, gratitude, and love

Allowing shadow to intermingle with light

     toying me which to behold

Embrace both.

I will.

     For both contain nourishment

     Both bring richness

Breathless I embrace the morning

Breathless I will embrace the night

Breathless

      For life is the deep breath before the Infinite.



One Earth.

'Follow your Heart, not the Teachings'

As messages received in meditation are always important, I find myself compelled now to put them in writing, not just store them in the recesses of my mind and heart.
While journeying between our earth plane and the cosmos, I visited both. For both are integral to my, our, existence.
Both are pivotal to our development and accession. Collectively they are symbiotic and essentially one.

This visit brought forth a simple message.

'Follow your Heart, not the Teachings'

Simple and straight forward.
As I mull this over, it does not say to me, that teachings are inconsequential to our development, it states the opposite.
We have been gifted with teachings of all kinds during all times for a purpose. They are consequential and essential, but are tools for each being to absorb in a way that is unique to each individual.
How I process the teachings of any gift will inherently be different than the individual beside me.
It is our Heart, the seat of our own soul, that knows the path in which we must go. Each converging and disbursing in perfect sync. Each must set forth a path predestined for that individual.
No wrong
No right
No judgement.

So 'Follow your Heart, not the Teachings' let the Teachings be merely a sign post on your Heart path.

One Earth.

In Reflection

In this time of reflection of the year soon to pass and the anticipation of the one to birth, I can't help but be amazed at the changes that come forth that we don't notice until it's passing.
For me, as for many, this year was brought in as a lion demanding change. Every aspect of my life called for it. Work, home, the space that lies within.
To be honest it was not all welcomed with open arms, yet it all yielded a shift that could not be ignored.
Each time I settled for a moment and allowed myself to stand back and simply observe the motions going all around and within, presented me with a new perspective. A new appreciation for the unfolding of life.
When I simply observed without judgement or fear, I found a renewed sense of self, appreciation, direction, understanding and always wonder.
I found that much like the tree feels the breath of life flowing through the leaves, tickling it's bark, soaking into the roots completely aware of all that is unfolding in and around it, knowing the absolute connection, there is always the core of doing what it needs to do regardless of the environmental stimuli around it. I too feel that connection. Intrinsically aware of the struggles and journeys of those around me, but also knowing my journey must unfold too. Kindly, gently, but with vigor and freedom. Less concerned with the opinions of others and more nurturing to the beckoning of my own spirit. No longer in competition, simply in joy and love with this experience and opportunity we have been given.

So it is true. The less the struggle, the easier the path.

More often than not, I have watched the settling of the moon to give way to the sun, willingly. I too have seen them share the open sky. Both magnificent, both essential. The reflection and the anticipation together rejoicing a new now.

One Earth.

Love is the Seed

Love.
This is a space we all want to live in. Often it feels like we will never get there. It arises, then wanes all the while we are left feeling disheartened because we were unable to keep ourselves in a space of Love.

What we have failed to see, or what we have chosen to overlook, is that no matter the state of emotion we are enthralled in, it is all derived from Love.

Love is essentially the seed in which all else grows.
Happiness, peace, non judgement, wonder....Love
Anger, jealousy, loathing, disappointment....also Love.

How possibly could the latter list be Love??
As I have come to feel, is that Love is the center of a wheel. Outwards it spreads the spokes of all emotions that we are capable of.
Anger is simply Love it a somewhat skewed form. It is what arises when we fight the flow of Love. Generally when we feel anger towards a person, place or object it is due to passion. We Love an idea so much that when it doesn't come into fruition as we anticipated we find ourselves angry. Angry for the thought, Angry for what we perceive is the reasons it didn't come to be. Angry at ourselves for allowing this to happen, not happen. Disappointed, even enraged, depending on the situation. Love in anything other than its original form is simply Love Dis empowered.

It all comes down to Love.
We Love children and animals, how could this injustice be allowed to happen.

We Love Nature, why are people unwilling to see what destruction we are doing.

We Love, we Love, we Love.

All the while we will call it by another name. Lashing out in a multitude of ways. Drawing inward and festering, reactive and explosive. All because we Love.

I don't say that it is okay to be destructive, but be understanding. This is where you are today. Ask yourself the questions and delve deeper. When the seed presents itself I assure you it will be Love.

Life is Love in motion. Experiencing all in every way possible. We need only to recognize this and then flow willingly to it's understanding depths.
Love never divides, it is only man that manipulates division. Only our Ego trying to formulate a hold in a world free of restrictions that tries desperately to find flaw and imperfections.

Life, conjured by Love, is all that is truly needed.

Free, unrestricted and bountiful Love will take you to places you forgot existed.

One Earth.

Different Shadows and a New Sun

Dreams

They flood me
a low moan of wind

Darkness

They rescue me
Bellows of past

Sing

Melodies invade me
take hold

Fire

Rages through me
the walls are thin

Water

Marches forth from me
deep crevasses form

Ash

Settles upon me
foundations are weakened

Lightning

Emanates from me
fingers let go

Clouds

Carry me
storms fury

Sensation

reenters me
dust subsides

And a new sun rises beyond the horizon
low and inviting
Breath recaptures presence
and life blooms anew
growing with fortitude and awaiting
different shadows to relive
the cycle once more.

One Earth.