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In Search of Connection
Rain soaked soil. Emotions of life. We’re learning the lessons and being taught by the Ancient Ones.
I shiver. The rush of adrenaline, I close my eyes, inhale suddengly. It’s a knee jerk reaction. I can feel the energy surging through me. I could feel the world breathing in my own chest! The anxiousness that had been with me over the last few days broke, replaced by a surging heat. I checked the weather patterns in the Ring of Fire. Pele was alive and flowing on the Big Island of Hawai’i.
I spread my arms wide, asking Spirit to show me the point of connection between my physical sensations and earth’s. Slowly my essence was encircled, being stroked and told to remember. I felt myself fading as I opened to what was happening, an invetation to merge.
I concentrated, going inward. And I was held, spinning threads of essence, floating weightlessly in time. Pain vanished in the dance, whirling space through an infinite moment of light and silence.
But I had to detach. I pulled to consciousness. I gasped, and forced myself to breath. Opening my eyes, I saw Toho’ma. She held my hand, working her Gypsy Vas Pesh… HandWalking.
She smiled.
Dreams are important. You can feel the tug of truth behind the images. There is a message within the store – a lesson you have learned. Symbolic dreams bring peices of knowledge.
A distinct voice calls to us, making itself heard through the layers of mental illusion. The voice speaks to us – even when we can’t hear the words.
Think about those you have called teacher. You have shared these lessons received with others. You’ve asked to be shown your role – the answer is continuance. The Spirit World has grown suddenly clear and the concise on the suubject. The silence leaves us feeling.
How can that be? Commonality is the teaching of earth. Each truth comes into your life and makes you happy – fills your heart. Hear the ancstors. They only tell your truth.
As children we grow strong and gentle and our smiles smooth the edges of the world, and we take ourselves with less seriousness and shift our perceptions of reality so that we can see life more clearly.
Do you understand? You are not insane. You would not be here unless there was a good reason, unless you were to help in some way… and be helped.
Our souls entered life, twined with earth, softly pulsing, and the glistening dance took over. We flow with Esonkñhsendehí, our concepts touching, caressing, merging into an ineffably blissful union. A sea of pure light floods around and through us, warm and sparkling – and healing.
I shuddered, then blinked my blurry eyes at the smoldering sage.
Floating, suspended. Moving in emptiness. Only potential exists.
Focus your mind. The dance begins, souls touching lightly at the edges of truth, growing closer, swaying, entwining, floating, united once more. Whispers of Eternity call, the sea of love brightening to spread tentacles through out the universe and, in a dazzling flash of what, the illusions dissolve – leaving us with truth – unity of all things. Magnetic grid pulses as we breath, moving in perfect rhythm with the flow, listening to celestial heart – being the pulse of existence. The moment is right.
Thoguhts of this fill my life. Life is easy to be with. We don’t have to worry in it.
I shiver. The rush of adrenaline, I close my eyes, inhale suddengly. It’s a knee jerk reaction. I can feel the energy surging through me. I could feel the world breathing in my own chest! The anxiousness that had been with me over the last few days broke, replaced by a surging heat. I checked the weather patterns in the Ring of Fire. Pele was alive and flowing on the Big Island of Hawai’i.
I spread my arms wide, asking Spirit to show me the point of connection between my physical sensations and earth’s. Slowly my essence was encircled, being stroked and told to remember. I felt myself fading as I opened to what was happening, an invetation to merge.
I concentrated, going inward. And I was held, spinning threads of essence, floating weightlessly in time. Pain vanished in the dance, whirling space through an infinite moment of light and silence.
But I had to detach. I pulled to consciousness. I gasped, and forced myself to breath. Opening my eyes, I saw Toho’ma. She held my hand, working her Gypsy Vas Pesh… HandWalking.
She smiled.
Dreams are important. You can feel the tug of truth behind the images. There is a message within the store – a lesson you have learned. Symbolic dreams bring peices of knowledge.
A distinct voice calls to us, making itself heard through the layers of mental illusion. The voice speaks to us – even when we can’t hear the words.
Think about those you have called teacher. You have shared these lessons received with others. You’ve asked to be shown your role – the answer is continuance. The Spirit World has grown suddenly clear and the concise on the suubject. The silence leaves us feeling.
How can that be? Commonality is the teaching of earth. Each truth comes into your life and makes you happy – fills your heart. Hear the ancstors. They only tell your truth.
As children we grow strong and gentle and our smiles smooth the edges of the world, and we take ourselves with less seriousness and shift our perceptions of reality so that we can see life more clearly.
Do you understand? You are not insane. You would not be here unless there was a good reason, unless you were to help in some way… and be helped.
Our souls entered life, twined with earth, softly pulsing, and the glistening dance took over. We flow with Esonkñhsendehí, our concepts touching, caressing, merging into an ineffably blissful union. A sea of pure light floods around and through us, warm and sparkling – and healing.
I shuddered, then blinked my blurry eyes at the smoldering sage.
Floating, suspended. Moving in emptiness. Only potential exists.
Focus your mind. The dance begins, souls touching lightly at the edges of truth, growing closer, swaying, entwining, floating, united once more. Whispers of Eternity call, the sea of love brightening to spread tentacles through out the universe and, in a dazzling flash of what, the illusions dissolve – leaving us with truth – unity of all things. Magnetic grid pulses as we breath, moving in perfect rhythm with the flow, listening to celestial heart – being the pulse of existence. The moment is right.
Thoguhts of this fill my life. Life is easy to be with. We don’t have to worry in it.
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