As I travel the roads of life and explore the web of my soul the connections encountered are filled with lasting memories and smiles. The people and places are ever changing and the net grows larger with each new day....some times there are rips, tears and holes that need mending, yet each time is an opportunity to re-create and begin anew to solidify the core.
The quest of enlightenment, the realities of our heart fires, living in love, giving and receiving in complete freedom, creating relationship in all transactions, and simply being one with all on the journey in our daily lives.
8.10.13
Grandmother Spider Hitches A Ride
As I travel the roads of life and explore the web of my soul the connections encountered are filled with lasting memories and smiles. The people and places are ever changing and the net grows larger with each new day....some times there are rips, tears and holes that need mending, yet each time is an opportunity to re-create and begin anew to solidify the core.
26.7.13
Mirages On The Journey
13.5.13
Being A Seeker of Bliss
Follow the path of the majestic eagle...look to the clouds in the right! |
9.4.13
Brother Bones & The Gypsy Queen
Well here we go into another turn on the path!
This is definitely one of those lean hard and low types of corners....where you feel the imminent sense that at any second the ground will swallow you whole. From this viewpoint the only thing to do is go harder!
This sums up so much of the intense energy and warrior-like tendencies in the air. Many unexpected events are occurring rapidly....there is no time to take our eyes off the horizon line.
The Gypsy Queen hits the road once again.....
In a weekend my whole life went into a new dimension.....
As I travelled a piece of highway (that is one of the most familiar pieces of pavement in my life history) the car crammed with my belongings and my child size skeleton "Brother Bones" riding shotgun....I had to laugh and cry all the way.
The laughter was humour at the looks from other drivers and the tears were pure grievance!
What a crazy duality it was.
The sadness of what could have been and the tears that followed for what never can be, were soul cleansing. The joy of new beginnings and the flutter in my heart somehow over rode the sadness as I drove along...wind in the hair and sun on my back.
This was a blissful state to shift into. The outcome of that 'lean hard and low' corner on the labyrinth of life was exhilarating. ...and a lesson in love and trust that I can never regret taking so hard!
Here comes the next stretch of open road.....bring it on!
Let's Ride Lovers!!!!
21.2.13
The Nectar of Love
Ooh la la, who can feel it? The uncontrolled aspect of that exhilerated moment you connect with another. It's fire & ice, and it leaves a groove on the soul the second you embrace. There are some grooves that furrow a little deeper and faster than we anticipate and are so comfortable you would think they had always been there.
This is a pure essence of passion and when it is there we cannot avoid it. Sometimes we need to harness this passion and be selective as the Queen Bee of the hive is. The sweetness of her nectar can lure many, yet she only bonds with
a few - she knows what she wants and maintains the strength and wisdom of the position she holds.
And how does this correlate to the realm of living in an enlightened state? For all of the realities we face in life, there remains the ignition of passion and unconditional love. Living in a state of love and understanding for the roles we all play together in this creation is a major component to it. And having an acceptance of the diversity in all ways we can enjoy the quest to experience what pure passion is.
Coming to a place of surrender is a must to remaining in this blissful realm. To completely allow and detach knowing that all is as it is meant to be and to continue to breathe in the ecstasy of it all.
Use your passion in everything you do...with love and trust!
And here's a word of widom to all the drones out there!!!
5.2.13
Heartache & Enlightenment
Lean Hard - Love Hard |