Tag: poetry

The Word Unconditional

Morning Meds; 5 7 19

When the word unconditional is no longer attached to the description of Source’s love, we will begin to be truly free from the illusion of separation.

We are one.

Unconditional implies conditions exist, they are just overlooked or ignored.

The difference between, being loved and being love.

Dream Keys

Snapshot dream: One of those short dreams you see right before you wake up…

All I saw was a coffee thermos with the lid removed.

It tipped down and a pair of keys fell out.

They were the small kind that always come with a diary.

Then a regular sized set with maybe four or five house keys fell out……

When I meditated on the dream the diary keys reminded me of my morning journaling and I remembered that I had marked some things by drawing a key by them, so looked back though till I found the keys.

The place marked with the key was helpful information that I am trying to find ways to apply to my life, the dream was a reminder.

*A recurring theme in my meditation has been on how Consciousness becomes form.

Not so much our consciousness, but Consciousness in the sense of All There Is.

The energy that creates and animates everything.

Key.

Consciousness is formless,

Thoughts are form,

Emotions are form,

It is the idea of emotions being forms that I am trying to wrap my mind around.

The key dream was part one of a series of dreams.

I have had four more dreams since that have presented ways to assimilate the information.

This is what I have received so far. Most of it is information I already believe to be true.

The idea that emotions are form is still growing.

1. Everything is Consciousness, the All There Is. (God)

2. Our core essence is 100% Consciousness.

3. Thoughts are the first form that we use to create physical form, a blueprint of sorts.

4. Emotions are forms created in response to thoughts, more importantly beliefs.

5. We never are an emotion; we just allow ourselves to embody its energy. We are always, at our core essence, formless Consciousness.

I believe that we are here to learn and evolve and if that is true, the thing I am here to learn is how to survive depression and hopefully help others learn how to deal with it.

While meditating on this dream, through a reverie I saw the emotion, depression, as a huge boulder that I could walk around.

Suddenly seeing myself as an observer allowed me to separate from the emotion.

Our I Am statements, (I am depressed for instance) if said often enough and long enough creates an emotional form that we end up embodying and we start to believe they are us, while in fact we are eternal formless energy masquerading in created forms.

Once we see ourselves as separate from it, it allows you to start creating a new reality for yourself.

It is hard to convince ourselves that something is true if it doesn’t feel true.

I can’t tell myself I am happy when I feel depressed and believe it, but I can tell myself I am formless energy at my core, and I feel that it is true.

It creates a stopping point where I can separate myself from the feeling long enough to find a thought that will create a more useful emotional feeling.

Another reverie I saw was a giant gong.

The gong is symbolic of a vibrating emotion.

It was followed by the statement,

“You have never been the gong, the striker nor the sound.

How do you silence a gong?

You touch it with stillness.

If you want it to stop, quit striking the gong.”

I would be interested if this resonates with anyone.

Thanks.

Eternally Ours

Morning Meds; 5 6 19

Our daily spin beneath the sun constitutes a day.

The ancient sun rises

filling our world with light,

but the newness fades away and

we look forward to a new day.

Our spiritual growth is somewhat the same.

An ancient truth rises within

filling our soul with light.

Its newness fades away and

we long for a new truth.

The interlude between the dawns is not as precise,

but our transition is sure.

We spin eternally on,

day to day,

truth to truth,

lifetime to lifetime

and what we have experienced as we absorbed the light

is eternally ours.

Find the Key

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….

Generational Agreements

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.

On the Clock

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?

Something Better

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.