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Release|Reconnect

With movement. Flow.

With movement. Flow.

It flows even in moments when we can’t feel the breeze against our skin. It remains. Flow. This is the connection we have to life. This is the beat of our hearts across miles searching to find a place of solace where peace touches us like a whisper. We breathe. The very inhale of us reminds us of the open road. At times we trek, forgetting the way of the path, the path of the way. We resist what is before us clinging instead to that which keeps us standing still in the grip of stagnation. Where is our freedom? What of our subconscious mind has turned again away when to walk forward in the direction of, is truth? The trial and error of this human existence, this jumping mind swinging from branch to branch like a monkey in a hurry to get nowhere easily becomes us. Disconnected. Where is there to go when all is within? What of the path leads us again within when we keep our eyes fixed on the external as though it holds our salvation. We are saved. There has never been anything different. We are whole and complete even when we fall to the ground face forward. It is from this place that we again rise. We get up from the very place of our falling. We need only realize that we have the key. We have the answers. We have the questions of inquiry that lead us there always in the direction of truth. Release. It takes but a willingness, an exhale.

Breath|Sound|Energy

Breath|Sound|Energy

We embark up the new.

We stand on the precipice of change.

We walk away from.

We walk toward.

We enter the vast within-space.

We toss everything to the |A|ll.

We dance with gratitude, the bounty.

We chant.

—that the way is made clear.

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We embark up the new.

We stand on the precipice of change.

We walk away from.

We walk toward.

We enter the vast within-space.

We toss everything to the |A|ll.

We dance with gratitude, the bounty.

We chant.

—that clarity is the way.

Present, open to the way.

Present, open to the way.

It is a practice in being present.

Now.

When we are mindful of what is we become clear on where we are to be.

Practice.

It is a practice, and our deepest understanding comes from the place of depth, of layers, of touching the tip of truth.

We dance there inside the vibration of truth when we tap in to that which is present in the here, in the now.

It is a practice in being present.

Let us be here.

Let us be here now.

 

In the direction...

In the direction…

In life there is but one way:

It is the way of your walk.

We choose in each moment the path, and we go there either toward the light or the dark in hopes of arriving.

Journey.

It is all a part of the journey, part of that which calls us, beckons our clarity.

Meditation.

Within is the one way.

Nothing more exists beyond the within.

Authenticity.

Authenticity.

It is when we walk in truth.

Authenticity.

That we come to what is and what is not along the path.

What of the authentic voice is to be quieted by the naked silence of fear?

We speak that we might grow closer to the |W|ay,

and it is the way that we walk inside of the path.

Conscious.

It is a practice in mindfulness.

It is the only way, opening the door to freedom.

We walk.

We walk.

The road is narrow, yet we walk. The path is made open and clear to the one who travels awake, eyes open to the way.

Vast.

It is vast and wide.

Life.

It is the river that dances inside the ocean.

Free.

It is the space of the very essence of the embrace of life.

Here we journey.

Here we dwell, floating as though touched by the untouched tangible forces.

Mystery.

It is a mystery.

It is all a mystery inside of which we come and go.

Receptivity.

Receptivity.

Freedom is ever present and available to the seeker, the one who walks consciously in the direction of the |A|ll.

Within.

This is the dark quiet space of deep knowing, the place from where mindfulness springs.

Awake.

We awaken inside deep contemplation, inside the layers of reflection where growth stretches.

Evolution.

We can expand. We can grow.

Choice.

What we choose leads us down a path.

Let us choose the path leading within, the path of expansion.

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