Tag: Meditation

Morning Meds 5 5 22

Meditation,

Stillness thickens,

A statement rising from my core.

“These are keys.

Consciousness is formless.

Thoughts are form.

Emotions are form.”

“These are keys.” Points to a key drawn in my journal….

A simple dream,

An open thermos,

Two diary keys fall out,

Four house keys follow….

Meditation of following the dream,

Thermos = Morning coffee, (meditation)

Diary keys = morning journals,

House keys = Find the drawn key in my journal.

Meditation,

Stillness thickens,

Images seen,

Reverie….

I see huge granite boulder and I walk around its form.

It speaks, “I am depressed”….

I realized my separation from the boulder.

I am just an observer.

I have never been an emotion.

I have just chosen to embody the energy of an emotion….

A lifetime of struggle ended by simply seeing myself free.

I can walk away; I am not what I believed myself to be….

A new day born as separation is embraced,

I Am a formless essence, free to create what I wish to be….

Morning Meds; 5 4 20

Generational agreements passed down through spiritual DNA.

Packets of memories of unfound resolutions for explicit acts that are meant to produce energetic changes in a person’s soul.

Unresolved issues carried over into the next lifetime, repetitive relationships, reexperienced as different people until they are resolved.

Love is always the best balm to cure all ills and misunderstandings.

Malice is not carried over to the other side, but understanding is.

Every conflict we can love our way through to a mutual solution, is one less piece of baggage we have to energetically carry.

Find the unconditional love within your core and allow it to shape your future evermore.

Morning Meds; 5 4 19

As we repeatedly reincarnate into this dualistic world, we arrive from and return to an existence where time does not exist.

Here everything is dictated by the turning of our planet, it’s as if we are on a clock.

Do you think we have to punch in before we arrive and punch back out when we’re done?

Morning Meds; 5 3 19

It’s easy to get so absorbed in our own drama that we forget that so many of the changes we experience have to be produced by a process.

Instantaneous seems like such a better time schedule.

We seem to forget that the process is more of a demolition and removal affair than just happy handouts, but when our eyes unglaze and we return to our senses, we always wonder why we still choose to cling to things that aren’t working anyway.

There is always something better to replace it.

Morning Meds; 5 3 20

We can only be bound by what we believe to be true.

Always ask, is it true and who taught me this?

Morning Meds; 5 2 19

Our core is like Mary Poppins carpetbag, reach in and you’ll find whatever you need.

Morning Meds; 5 1 19

Paradise is easy to enter, its doorway is the empty space between thoughts.

Morning Meds; 4 30 22

One of the greatest doorways to change in one’s life is embracing the possibility that you could be wrong or that what you were taught might not be true.

Being locked into unchangeable beliefs whether your own or another’s offers security and protection like fortress walls, but the wall that protect can just as easily be used to imprison.

Being fallible allows one the liberty to learn, reassess and grow.

Bless yourself and others with the ability to be wrong.

Treat yourself like a loved one.

Morning Meds; 4 30 19

My spiritual journey has put me in many different spiritual states.

I’ve gone from youthful innocents, to damned, to forgiven, to exonerated*, to a new something I lack words to describe.

Most importantly, I know I am unconditionally loved, and the fear invoked by all the previous states is gone.

*I was taught that I was hell bound, not for my actions, but for my inherited state of being born a hopeless sinner.

Makes me think of Steve Martin in The Jerk where he said, “I was born a poor Black child.”

When I realized that the Whomever or Whatever in charge, most likely isn’t some type of racist, who would damn someone for something that is not a fault or for something they had no say over, I concluded I was exonerated.

Being born a human, at no fault of my own, is not a crime demanding eternal damnation.

For me, this realization opened the door to unconditional love.

It also closed the door to hopelessness.

This has been my experience; I’m not wanting to step on what someone else believes.

It is just what I needed it all to get me to realize how loved I eternally am.