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Present, open to the way.

Present, open to the way.

It’s easy to fall off the path, and we do, again, and again, and again. It is in the moment that we become aware of our “offness”–our feeling disconnected, misaligned, or that something is wrong–that we also realize we’ve stepped off the path. The spiritual path is about mindful awareness, and moving through the world consciously, that is, with intent, focus, and purpose. When we move in this way it is as if we’ve been given the keys to life. We flow. The road ahead feels wide open. When we are aligned there is a feeling of being able to ‘walk on water’ as Christ spoke. And we do. We move with ease and grace, mindfully aware, and conscious. We exhale and the act alone feels like a meditation. And then something happens.

Life.

In an instant we go from being conscious and aware to caught up and emotional, from being mindful and at ease, to angry and chaotic. What happened? Life happened. The day to day melodramas, goals, to-dos, and distractions of life, are what happened, and we got caught up. Without judgement we realize that this is the way of the human experience, and no one is exempt. The key is to bring ourselves back to alignment, or that place of Oneness, and to do so at an increasingly faster rate each time we’ve stepped off the path. In other words, we want to go from two months of being off to two weeks, and from two weeks to two days, and from two days to the moments that make up a single day. It is possible. It is possible to live mindfully. We just need to understand two things: that we will never do so perfectly, and that the act of living mindfully is a practice. It requires that we show up each day with an energy of grounded-ness and intent. It requires that we be present. This is the way of the path. This is the path of the way.

Build the new!

Build the new!

It only takes a second of change for life to become different, and we are capable of that second of change. It is not beyond our reach to choose differently, to start a new path, to change the course of our actions. Step. With each breath we take a step in a different direction in order to manifest different results. We leave the past to the faded illusion it is in order to move forward more lightly, carrying less with us into the unknown. Pause. At times we have to pause, not yet sure of what to do, where to go, or how we will manage that which we do not yet know. In these times we do the one thing making the most sense: We pause and wait. Answers flow in in the exact moment we are to know, in the appropriate time for our ability to listen. Nothing is missing. We are not to be any other place outside of where we are now otherwise we would be somewhere else. Let not the ego seduce you into believing differently, attacking your wisdom, and dismantling your self esteem. Step. Each moment is about choice, about the decisions we make even when we decide not to make a decision at all. That, too, is a choice. It is a choice in deciding not to decide. Manifestation. Whether we step forward or remain in the same place we will manifest something. What that something is depends on what we have chosen, or not chosen. In order to touch freedom, to soar inside the arms of a life you desire, going within is required. We go within in order to know what is and what is not, in order to step into the ‘second of change’ that we might choose a course leading to the manifestation of our highest vibration.

It [war] ends with grace.

It [war] ends with grace.

We let go of the past knowing that it does not serve us. It serves only to hold us somewhere stuck in the suffering of what it means to continue, with great strength, the holding. We let go. We release the grasp of ego’s attempt to right a perceived wrong, or to blame, or to hurt. What was is no longer, yet what is to be is standing before us now rooted in the decisions we make in the present. We manifest them later. Cause and effect. To hold on to that which is to be released, is to create a ripple effect of pain, of suffering, and of missed moments in a life already fragile. Time is something we do not get back. What of it is to be wasted on the past? What of now have we found inside the arms of what happened then, or what is to happen? There is but now, and it is here in the present moment that we make the decision to let go, to free ourselves from ourselves, to forgive. Forgiveness is not about erasing the past. It is not about agreeing with what happened. No. Forgiveness is about acceptance in order to move on. We must accept what is. To not accept what is is to resist, to swim against the current, and in the end, to create more suffering–that which is beyond pain. We forgive in order to be free. And for our freedom do we choose to let go.

Flow.

Flow.

We are both here and not here.  We hold on to nothing. There is nothing inside this existence onto which we can hold. Impermanence. All is. All is not. This is the gift and the guarantee of life: change. We ride the waves of change to reduce our suffering. We know that to resist the inevitable is to call forth the unbearable breath of the ego’s breaking. Fear is an illusion, one we too often hold dear, nurturing as though to walk away is to abandon a gift. Fear gifts us but one thing: stagnation, and stagnation wears the face of many: delay, regression. It gifts us suffering, and we see suffering as a gift in returning to truth. We are reminded that to hold on is to suffer. We are reminded that resistance is suffering. It is when we are reminded of our place inside the choice to suffer that we return again to the mindful practice of the present–what is now, even as now has become later, and later, too, no longer is. It never was. All is now. All is no-thing. All is here. Nothing is here. This is the practice of being.

Authenticity.

Authenticity.

Inside this life do we come to know change. Flow. It is with the expansion of the [inner] self that we learn to release, to let go in order to draw nigh to ourselves the highest vibration. What of the holding creates flow? What of stagnation and fear opens the door? Trust. We must trust the way within knowing that no other can guide us. We walk in the direction of truth in every moment that we embrace what it means to be authentic. We live. We experience. We learn. We choose to become different. In this way do we honor |L|ife. Gratitude. It is in having learned and acknowledged the way that we show our gratitude. How easy it is to remain the same. How quickly we fall into a default mode of being, grasping like a hungry ghost at illusions being made real. We must be with truth. We are called to journey there in the direction of clarity, and it is with grace that we do this standing, tall, like a redwood to the sky. Nothing more is needed outside of our stretch, and it isn’t the world external. No. It is the world within.

May it be the practice: truth.

May we sit there in the stillness of its echo that we might come to feel the breath of life; that we might come to open wide our eyes.

Awake.

Let us walk

We walk.

We walk.

We journey in life a path of openness even when we live inside the dark caves of what it means to be closed. There is a path to freedom. We walk. We crawl. We dance our way there in hopes of encountering the more. What more exists externally when the vast way lies within? This is the journey. This is the path leading us there to the four corners of the inside if only we choose to walk. Circles. Stuck inside the cycle of being or not being in order to be, an endless continuation of what it means to travel the road of illusion. Where have we gone when we have arrived only here inside this small space of vastness. Limited. It is the limitations of the mind not the open space of the heart that we tend to follow. Fear. What of fear keeps us standing there in the stuckness, the quicksand of our own emotions? It is with courage that we set ourselves free, that we loose ourselves from the stronghold of a mind hiding from truth, yet seeking its touch. Each moment is an opportunity. Each moment promises the start of the beginning. Each moment allows us the option of choice. We choose. We choose even when we choose not to choose. This, too, is a choice. What becomes is a manifestation of the journey of our steps. Let us walk.

My quiet place.

My quiet place.

Every moment brings me back to myself. Steady. Even when the gait of my steps appear unsteady, knocked off balance living inside a life where the mind tries to lead. Ego. I am reminded always of the truth: I am more. There is an opening inside of every being who allows themselves to see clearly the way. I allow. Even when it is not easy and my thoughts overtake me creating blocks that aren’t real, I move forward. At times I stand still, too caught up in the illusion to which I give more credit than is due. Patience. This is the journey of life. We must be patient with ourselves and the journey that reveals its process. We must have compassion for the way and allow the space to exist there suspended between what is known and what is not yet there present before us inside the conscious mind. I am grateful for these moments, and we all have them. Revealed as glimpses, here and there, yet most profound in the way they touch us. I breathe, and the sound of a thousand echos can be heard. I exhale releasing any hold, any fear, any self defeating thoughts knowing that all is present here within. There is but one requirement: To be.

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