June 2012
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The talk at the end of things
And that’s not all. He paused, waiting expectantly for the raised heads and eyes in the audience. There’s more. I was born in the season of rain to the goddess of virtue. I never strayed from her side in those days; helpless, as all children, I circled my mother’s will in case it weakened.
She was the ermine clad queen, mother earth, ruler of grass plains. She never took her...
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Time
Warily I step into a dream. It will not spare me, for in this world there is no ego to temper its story. The only saviour is waking - though then the world is lost forever. A no win situation.
Time is lost. Time is told. Time is the unfolding of stories of old. Time is the frozen moment into which we will eventually fall. Time is the missing dimension of dream and recall.
Memory is woven...
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Returning
I feel I have been away. I need to feel the sand between my toes again, and the edge of the ocean chill my heels. I need to be free of shoes and waistbands and the constrictions of time. Just for a while. Just for enough time to loosen up the present moment in me so it is there again - that small shining echo just within my reach (reach, reach, reach….)
Here is now. The moment. And now. It...
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Meditation
Forget sitting on a cushion - this is meditation:
Stand in the cool breeze on a early summers day allowing the three dimensional, multi-sensory world to meet you.
See the moving slabs of shadow cool and darken. Hearing the birdsong and insect chatter so keenly that you know for sure what it is they are saying.
Walk with the rhythm of your heartbeat until the earth, too, seems to drum along...
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Change is a-coming
Perhaps a change is coming, but what kind of change are we actually preparing for?
Maybe its true that, as the Integral Life community has it, “It’s simply an extraordinary time to be alive”. Maybe, as they say, humankind is on the edge of some great evolutionary, global transformation (though tell that to the millions fighting for their lives against brutal regimes or scrabbling for food in...
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Noticing you
It seems as if you have been here forever, little one, growing into the world. And in a way you have. Your little soul is soothable, and this already makes your character a singular one. Just over two weeks old, it feels like two millennia; I cannot imagine the earth without you.
You deserve to be noticed - like all the new ones. Perhaps this is enough? Maybe all that is needed for a miraculous...
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Choose earth
Up to light and transcendence or down to the good, dark earth. Must there be a choice?
Well perhaps not, but if you choose transcendence you must promise the earth that your feet won’t leave its fertile ground for long. And if you choose earth, you must never give up hope of becoming something for all of us.
Ultimately, if you cannot make the first promise, choose earth, for there is more...
