Last night I dreamed about being genuine. It was an indirect dream that made me realize that I might have some fear of being my complete genuine self. I have so many dimensions and realize that there will be parts of who I am that many may not like. In the dream, I teetered on the edge of caring and not caring. If I allow all 360 degrees of me to be seen, what will I lose? But in turn, what will I gain? In all the areas of my life that I allow myself to be seen, I am 100% genuine. But I wonder, if I don’t show the other parts of me, my other thoughts, my other emotions, am I fully genuine? Am I living a wholly truthful life? Or do we all hold a piece of us back? Pieces we don’t want anyone to see for fear of being judged. Or simply because we believe not everyone should know our deepest thoughts. Aren’t we all guilty of not being 360 degrees of genuine? The dream gave me pause and has prompted me to reevaluate myself in greater detail.
Maybe like everyone else, I should tuck away parts of me that no one can ever see. But something inside me says that may be the truth of other people’s lives and way of living, but that is not my truth. It is as though my need to be 360 degrees of transparent is my life line. As I ponder this dream, I will meditate on who I am and what I need to feel genuine, whole and truthful. It is different for each of us. Many survive best when they hold back pieces of their being–the things they think and feel. While others need to speak their truth,… Continue reading
I awoke this morning to closed curtains, fading dreams of warm sunshine, baby blue skies with tufts of cotton and snow falling on leaves. It was a strange and fascinating morning with unlikely images of life. This is how it always was on the mountains of Pennsylvania. Nothing was ever ordinary.
Flurries of snow float through the air, blown from branches and leaves as water drips to melt what should not have come. The mountains decide when it is spring, not the calendar. Time does not exist by a clock on the wall here. Everything moves and changes when it is ready. Today, the mountains wanted a layer of snow under lightly cloudy skies.
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I woke up today. What an amazing thing. We often take it for granted that we will wake up to see another day. As I type this, the sun is slowly peeking from behind the clouds. The sky is partly blue, yet little flecks of snow are falling. Although too cold for my tastes, there is something beautiful about the winter. In the winter, energy is gathering and preparing to give birth to new life. I can almost feel the energy of winter, filling to the brim and waiting to explode into spring, like a super nova creating worlds.
The energy of winter almost boils and the cold is a necessary part of keep that energy contained, so it doesn’t prematurely lose its great force and power. The snow covers the ground, assisting in holding in the energy until it is time for it to be released. I must say, I have a love/hate relationship with winter. When I leave its energetic embrace, I will not miss the cold that it brings, but I will miss the power it exudes upon the land, the spiritual communication it shares and the symbiotic dance meant to create new life. I will miss watching this transformation. It speaks to something inside me, that part of our being that is like winter; at times, filled with energy that sits beneath the surface, waiting to explode into the spring and summer of our lives.
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Everything begins with thought. That thought is intention waiting to be realized. Thoughts do not gain material existence without action. Yes, they exist immaterially, but for us to touch them, taste them, smell them and experience them, action must take place. Equally, anything that materially exists can be said to exist only from thought. The thought of the All. Therefore, it seems reasonable to believe that certain material realities can be reversed through the same process that created them.
We are in a society that has brought into existence through thought and intention things that clearly do not serve our higher existence, which is spirit and positive intention. Some of these things that have come into being are governments, money, murder and the notion of ownership. Some of these things, also, are not thoughts from within the realm of our known universe, but thoughts made manifest from other places in the universe, places we believe could not possibly exist.
But logic dictates that if we exist, an existence we still cannot explain, then other things could reasonably, and most likely, exist as well. This existence could also precede ours by cycles in time we have yet to fathom. We assume that our limitations of observation extend and permeate the unknown universe—and affect other potential life forms as it affects us. But that would mean we believe ourselves to be the center of the universe and far more intelligent than reality might show. And given that we cannot even explain our origins, this immediately dismisses the notion that we are alone in the observable vastness, a vastness we monitor with our primitive methodologies we imagine are not primitive at all. For all we know we are the amoeba of the universe among other species that have gone millions of steps ahead… Continue reading