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As I have said before...I Practice the Presence.
At intervals throughout the day I stop, pause, close my eyes, or not, and expand my
everyday awareness or consciousness to what is 'really' happening...that the ceiling is not what it seems,
the chair is not what it seems, but are appearing as they are out of love...which is really at it's core light....of which I am connected to and is peace beyond what many know.
Love, oh my gosh...like a sacred well, there, for no reason except to quench anyone that comes near, that all is a dream and I am the dreamer that knows it all can be influenced by my beliefs....
Oh listen to me, I could go one and on about this...this is how I keep reverent
throughout the day acknowledging a Higher Power, a loving Spirit that is in the freaking rocks and
the air I breathe.
Practically speaking, that may be more relatable, I surround myself with Holy books...I may read one paragraph every 5 hours and swoon with it's depth...like from A Course In Miracles or The Way of Mastery...and so many others...Eastern and Western teachers, mystics and poets.
By Hafiz: an excerpt...
Let thought become the beautiful woman.
Cultivate your mind and heart to that depth
That it can give you everything
a warm body can....♥
I take it day by day, I'm not sure if I would be worthy of saying I try to love a holy life-I lack commitment and I give in to my selfish desires, but I am learning that everything is about balance. I am opening my mind to more and more everyday and I am trying to be selective about what I let in so it doesn't ruin me.
As I have said before...I Practice the Presence.
At intervals throughout the day I stop, pause, close my eyes, or not, and expand my
everyday awareness or consciousness to what is 'really' happening...that the ceiling is not what it seems,
the chair is not what it seems, but are appearing as they are out of love...which is really at it's core light....of which I am connected to and is peace beyond what many know.
Love, oh my gosh...like a sacred well, there, for no reason except to quench anyone that comes near, that all is a dream and I am the dreamer that knows it all can be influenced by my beliefs....
Oh listen to me, I could go one and on about this...this is how I keep reverent
throughout the day acknowledging a Higher Power, a loving Spirit that is in the freaking rocks and
the air I breathe.
Practically speaking, that may be more relatable, I surround myself with Holy books...I may read one paragraph every 5 hours and swoon with it's depth...like from A Course In Miracles or The Way of Mastery...and so many others...Eastern and Western teachers, mystics and poets.
By Hafiz: an excerpt...
Let thought become the beautiful woman.
Cultivate your mind and heart to that depth
That it can give you everything
a warm body can....♥
I want to read a course in miracles, but I'm a little scared to read it quite honestly. I'm reading, living budda, living christ right now
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