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I’ll Meet You There

 

 

Just a little Sunday Something –  Deepak Chopra in optima forma – weaving science, ancient wisdom and poetry into a captivating tapestry, talking about Time and Wholeness. And as we are running out of time we are walking into a place that is out-of-time, where you just forget to take pictures because there’s no concept of either past or future. A place that’s so beautifully captured by Rumi:

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other” doesn’t make any sense

 
If anything, just listen to Deepak reciting  Tagore’s Stream of Life @ 3:20.

– Stream Of Life –

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day
runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures

It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth
in numberless blades of grass
and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers

It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth
and of death, in ebb and in flow

I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.
And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment

 

 

A New Wind Blowing

Even though old stuff seems to keep resurfacing over and over again,  this time The New Wind kindly sweeps it out of existence, if we lovingly allow it. It’s Time.  It’s a New Dawn. It’s a New Day. And The Magic that was rained down on us through Solstice Thunder is taking root and overtaking The Land in a breathtaking Love Flow of At Last. We’re in a New Place. There’s a  New Wind Blowing…Smell The Roses.

 

Solstice Thunder

Yesterday this precious gift came falling from somewhere way up high. And it came hard and fast. It’s charged and full of magic. It will fill you up, if you allow it. For me there’s an energetic link with this earlier tune. From build up pressure to release.

Tune in. It’s worth it. And you’re worth it (no, I’m not selling shampoo). Bunches of Love ~ Jay

Breathe Deeply

The Sun looks in the mirror and sees the wild flowers. And sees you. And me.  As the flowers breathe in the Sun, the Sun inhales the flowers, fully. And you. And me. How deep do you allow yourself to breathe?

It’s about to turn Spring again in the Universe. And it’s about time. You’re already sown and seeded. Time for a little peek-a-boo to start seeing ourselves for who we truly are. Franz Kafka tells us:

‘You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.’

Breathe deeply. Make the Sun proud and shine your Light. Be glorious.

Around The Bend

A pioneer dreams about what’s around the bend, of the land that’s not on the map. Hears the promising chants he can’t resist. And can only adhere to the flow of the river. It will take him there. There’s a promise around the bend, unproven to the naked eye, but known by heart. There are no detours, only misconceptions about the journey. As The Stones say:

‘I’ll be following the river, gonna join hands with the sea’

Storm Chasing

Antsy… that’s the best way to describe the energy of the last couple of days. The oracle report says:

‘If you feel like you are bouncing around between two things or that you have no control over what is happening in your world, your life is trying to merge into one timeline  – and it is probably driving you mad.’ 

As the previous post spoke about ‘winds’ and ‘breeze’, these days feel more like an unshakable tension in the air and ‘storm chasing’. To get to the eye of the storm, perhaps. Ah, the stillness of the Center…sigh…Where the chaser and the chasee merge.

But first ‘antsy’. This tune has been chasing me (the chasee) since Friday, just like the oracle report described. Time for release, done with it. Don’t listen to it [and this is not a reverse psychology trick {neither is this one}] if you already are in your still point. No need to get the ‘antsies’ [smile].

The Guardians

Reading the musings of Lisa Gawlas (here and here), currently from the grounds of New Mexico,  she speaks of The Guardians, the unseen energy keepers, up on the Mesa cliff  in her backyard. The ancestors that ‘are us, aspects of us to merge with’.  That image stuck with me, and begged for a little soundtrack.

They’re the winds from our past, the breeze from the future, seeding the vortex of Now. They are us.  Ssshhhhhh ssshhhhhh [= sound of wind].


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