Altered Perspective

Morning Meds; 10 25 21

Situations and events happen in our lives that cannot be undone and whether by choice or when those choices were made, we may not know.  

That leaves us with our perspectives and our incessant need to label things.  

In this picture, are you the tree or the vine? 

Which is the event and which is the reaction to the event? 

Both of these expressions of living energy are affected by the other and there is no way to undo what has happened.  

One can choose to see oneself as the tree, which is being choked out by the vine or  

one can see oneself as the vine that has used an event as an opportunity to reach greater heights. 

We can label our experiences as we see fit.

Stillness

Morning Meds; 10 23 18

Our planets orbit and spin,

as if attached to cogs on a giant clock.

The preeminence of time prevails.

Yet, one step of faith to where time is no more and

the preeminence of Source prevails.

All things become new.

Blockages unbarricaded,

conditions changed and

diseases dissolved.

It lies in the stillness of meditation in the quiet beyond your mind.

Butterfly Essence

On the belly of a leaf,

In the cool of its shade,

Near the rusted rake,

Forgotten by the gardener. 

The essence of a butterfly 

Stirs in its emerald sphere. 

Two united, reconfigured into one, 

The combined essence of its parental pair. 

A freeing push, 

A silent tear, 

A flood of light, 

A new life appears. 

An infant caterpillar unfurls. 

Driven by growth, 

It moves to the edge of a leaf. 

Swallowing up its essence. 

While the world continually shifts from light to dark. 

It reaches its length of days, 

Then, draws a silken strand 

And spins itself its shroud. 

On the belly of a leaf 

In the cool of its shade 

Near the rusted rake 

Forgotten by the gardener. 

In the darkness of its silken shroud,  

The essence of life transforming, 

Hangs by a thread,

Changing.  

The reshaped essence of the plant 

Transformed to be its own, 

The essence of the parental pair and it’s own.

The four reshaped as one. 

Energy continually reused 

Rearranged, reshaped, reformed 

Recombined changing a 

Silken shroud into womb. 

On the belly of a leaf 

In the cool of its shade 

Near the rusted rake 

Forgotten by the gardener 

A blacked womb twitches. 

A silence tear, 

A flood of light, 

A new life appears. 

Struggling with a form unknown,

Pulling itself to the light,

Wings hardened by air,

The essence of many takes flight. 

Its essence a combination, 

Of generation upon generation,

The eternal act of sharing,

Ones living essence with another. 

Usable Laws

Morning Meds; 10 22 19

If you place a magnet near another magnet, one magnet will move to align it’s magnetic direction of flow with the other.

It we walk, putting our best pole forward, the world will move to align with us.

When we drop something, we instantly move our feet, to protect them.

We have complete faith in the law of gravity.

Our spiritual laws are just as real, powerful and most importantly, as usable as Newton’s laws.

We have been conditioned to disregard them as unusable fantasy or that they are beyond our reach.

Reach within, touch Source, and enjoy the gifts that are available.

Just a Thought

Morning Meds; 10 22 18

Quantum physics scientists, believe that our whole physical universes, was smaller than a marble, at the time of the Big Bang.

Many believe, that’s our universe at some point will stop expanding and withdraw back to it’s original size into a black hole.

I wonder, if all this movement is just one exhalation and inhalation of Consciousness.