Who wants to be just another Pinnochio, or a marionettes dancing image trapped on the movie screen of our corrupted world’s mind?

When we stop trusting the thoughts that create walls, judgements, religions, and false bridges back to our SELF, our humbled minds will finally  find a measure of peace.  And, a sense of humor may be accessed, after we have finally seen the collective nonsense passing for knowledge for what it really is.

Focus on that peace, extend it out as far as possible, through

• meditation,
• contemplation,
• prayer,
• walks through NATURE,
• yoga,
• Pilates,
• tuned breathing exercises,
• communing with other spiritually minded souls,
• watching a sunset by oneself.

Listen intently to the whispers within our SOUL.

There WILL BE A TIME, when the Universe, God, Love, Truth, Peace will speak to us.  We are not quite home yet, as a division still exists.  If our wounded self is not sufficiently healed, confusion and delusion will still be our companions. We feel acutely our insignificance, and the unreality of the self that we have created.  We are still susceptible to creating false Gods, and deluded prophesies, as a protective mechanism against this ego threatening Truth.. However, if we have been truly humbled, and If our suffering has been healed, we are ready to take the next step of our spiritual journey.

When we finally learn to entrain ourselves with this SILENCE, it will speak through us, and then we are home again, healed and whole, and abiding in our own unique spiritual garden..

This is our spiritual heritage.

This is our starting point, and this is our destination.

Jesus or the Buddha will not work out our salvation for us, unless our name is also Jesus, or the Buddha.  Our salvation is dependent upon our intentions, personal work and understanding, and our own movements back to our SILENCE. If we live in the pseudo-Christian fantasy world of the rapture, or playing a harp in heaven with Jesus, we might want to get a little more grounded in reality for this work to have any positive impact upon us, but it is up to each of us as to what to believe.

Never forget, even creating and nurturing the idea of “God” creates yet another subject/object relationship, and objects, no matter how revered, get exiled within our infinitely fragmented mind.  The ancient Jewish tradition was correct in admonishing its spiritual adherents to never speak the name of God, or Yahweh, for that very reason.

The TRUTH has never left us. We just let our minds, our past, our traumas and wounding, our hubris, and our social dependencies upon others’ points of view overrun its eternal music, and replace it with our perception driven  noise. When we let go of the controls of our parents, our culture and our wounded history, we can stop thinking damaged thoughts, and travel upon the enlightened new paths of a healing, spiritualized consciousness. We can practice gratitude for who we are, and settle into the mystery of our unique identity, as well.  There will be moments when only awe, wonder, and gratitude fills our minds, and our hearts.  Love will become the stream that carries us into eternity.

There can be a new Conspiracy Of Silence within our humanity, where the SILENCE conspires with our memories, knowledge, and insight, to create a new reality, and a wider sense of wholeness within our self, and within our world. When our civilization allows the evolution of its Common Knowledge Game to fully embrace collective dignity, love,  and freedom for all,  our world will be a safer place, and humanity will finally reach its potential for greatness.

Remember, because of the way our brains are wired, and programmed,

WE FIND WHAT WE LOOK FOR,

whether it is good, bad, or a complicated mixture of both assessments..

We are the very emanation of that God for which  we so vainly seek through our misunderstanding.

Are we looking for freedom, for liberation, and for INFINITY? 

We all have to see the entire matrix of the illusion that we have become imprisoned within, to find our own unique clue for exiting it. Our narcissism and self absorbed reality can finally be replaced by a more collaborative, Earth and humanity saving reality

Cease this fruitless search through knowledge and religion,  and settle into the truth of our true self.

Our infinitely patient Self awaits!

In our true essence, we are spiritual empaths, and mystics.

We will find all of the support we will ever need once we have returned home.

“My kingdom is not of this world”

Words, and our misapplication of them in defining ourselves, and each other, has created the mess that we now live in.

We are this very Universe that we live in  experiencing itself in human form.  We have the innate capacity to elevate our vision, and our understanding.

May we all find our real Kingdom.

Silence is golden.

I AM (poem)

I am the brightest of mornings, I am the cloudiest of days,
I am the silent night altar upon which mankind prays and preys.

I am the Olmec and Mayan of times old, recent, and new,
I am all civilization’s ruins, and I am the ever-evolving life that regrew.

I am the bird’s call, I am its flight, and the wind beneath its wings,
I am the music and its spirit that joyously lifts all hearts up to sing.

I am the water, I am the lagoon and the bay,
I am the infinite ocean where my children are birthed, live, love and play.

I am the blue sky, I am the weather changes, and the gathering of clouds,
I am the lightning storms that are now appearing so dangerous and loud.

I am the wind and the sun, I am the warm soothing breeze,
I am even our cold’s most raucous cleansing sneeze.

I am the dolphin and manatee, I am the mangrove lined shores,
I am waves crashing against rocks, that photographers adore.

I am the mind, and I am the end to its lonely thoughts,
I am the heart’s loving web in which we are miraculously caught.

I am the boisterous protests, and I am the crowd made quiet,
I can be even be found witnessing the white supremacists’ riot.

I am the wealthy, and I am the hurt, oppressed and poor,
I am your heritage, history, and future until we all are no more.

I am the Sanders and Pelosis, I am the Putins and Trumps,
I am love’s warriors, and I am also hate’s chumps.

I am the Christian, and the Hindu, I am the Muslim and the Jew
I am the Atheist and Buddhist who you never thought that you knew.

I am the cancer and its treatment, I am the movement towards health,
I am the healing balm that works mysteriously in stealth.

I am the grief, and I am the pain and the sorrow,
I am the deepest well of hope from which we eternally borrow.

I am your lifetime, I am your body and its breath,
I am the blessed last moment before each of our deaths.

I am the death of the false self that leads to the only true heaven,
Our denial of this truth brings the hellish news on channel two at eleven.

I am the sacred, and I am even the profane,
I am the source of all that we treasure, resisting me only adds to life’s pain.

I am not the movement of our thoughts, while we cling to concepts of time,
I am the emergence from all shadows, we all must reach for the sublime

What is my name, and where is my place?
Being ONE is seeing Me on every smiling and suffering sentient beings’ face.

(inspired by our trip to Belize in January, 2019)

Bruce Paullin

In honor of all of the innocent oppressed, bullied, victimized, traumatized, gassed, misogynized, persecuted, marginalized, neglected, abused, murdered, alienated, and institutionalized human beings, and all of the animals that are being driven into extinction, as we are all overrun by the principles of toxic masculinity in it’s almost infinite varieties of forms.. Toxic masculinity, toxic fatherhood, and toxic religion are cultural and historical impediments to achieving and maintaining happiness and good health.

“Be still, and know that I am God! I am exalted among the nations, I am exalted in the earth.” – Psalm 46:10

Set out, pilgrim. Set out into the freedom and the wandering. Find your people. God is much bigger, wilder, more generous, and more wonderful than you imagined. – Sarah Bessey

See Matthew 16:26 from Bible for comparison

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THE VOICE OF AWAKENING

Though the slowly shifting sands of time,

Create ever taller hills for this lost soul to climb,

It must be in my selfish, hateful world of no reason or rhyme,

I must begin the search for Truth, to find the Love that is sublime.

“Oh seeker of Truth, God’s high mount you would climb,

Though you now stumble through the valley’s shifting sands of time.

Stop confusing your mind with worn out rhyme and reason,

For they are forever charged by Truth with treason!”

“Oh mental marathoner , only on Life’s treadmill you now stand,

Just re-using the same words and thoughts keeps you life’s ‘also ran’

You’ll forever chase in vain Love’s all-knowing voice,

So be still, for with your run’s end, is the Cause to rejoice!”

“Oh marionette’s dancing image of the screen of the world’s mind,

With all of those conditioned beliefs in control, what freedom could you find?

Release yourself from all of memories’ imprisoning strings

To prepare for the inner Wisdom that only my Intelligence brings!”

“Oh shadow boxer of evil, when will you ever tire?

Tis only champion of a dream world to which you aspire!

Cease resuscitating those illusions with those mental pugilist blows,

And reveal the peaceful mind of the One who, in the now, knows!”

“So please wake up to Love’s voice sweet somnambulator,

And realize the eternal truth that “I” within “you” is greater,

Than any mental image you could ever form or learn,

And then your World will reflect the One for whom you now yearn!”

“To be in realization of Truth, is to find God’s high mount another illusion to climb,

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