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Dominion


Man was not God’s first creation nor was it God’s only creation but this has not stopped man from acting as if it were. We seek knowledge and understanding but at the same time we treat others with disdain and mistrust. We live this life as if we are kings and everything is our subjects. We view ourselves above all including God’s other creations. We treat this world as though we could start over or as if what we were given were unlimited.

In truth we do not seek understanding. We seek to be above all else in spite of and despite God. We seek the truth but when we are shown it we turn our backs wishing for something else and wanting something else.

The veils that have been set before us are there not to hide from us but to protect us. They exist not just to protect us from that which we do not know but to also protect us from ourselves. They protect us from our ego and our unwillingness to coexist. They protect us from our greed and desire for power and dominion over others. They protect us because although we would see ourselves above all the creatures of God, we are still but children in a spiritual existence we have yet to understand.

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The Man Who Dreamed


There was once a man who was on a quest to know more about himself and his place in the universe. As part of his journey, he asked God to show him four things. He asked to see himself as he truly was, and to see an angel, God and the devil as they truly were. He wanted to know if everything he knew about life was real. What was man made? What stories he heard growing up were real? He asked to see these things in a way that made sense to him, and he asked in the only way he knew how. He prayed. He asked that he could see, hear and understand all that he was meant to see, hear and understand, no more and no less.

Over several years, this man’s prayers were answered. One day while meditating, the man asked if he could see an angel as it truly was. He asked that he be shown an angel, not as he had been taught as a child and later believed as an adult, but as it truly was. As he lay there in a dark room without any lights praying/meditating, the room began to fill with light. It was a blue light. It didn’t seem to emanate from any one place. Instead, the light filled the room. It took no form, no shape. What stood out more than the light itself was the feeling that came with it. It was a feeling of peace and of love. As the light became brighter and the room was illuminated, the feelings of love and acceptance were intensified. But just as the light came, it slowly dimmed. The room became dark again.

Years later the man would pray again. He asked this time that he could see himself. He wanted to know himself as he truly was, and not as the physical form, which he knew this life to be. Again he prayed before he slept. Later that night he dreamed of himself in a cabin. At first this cabin was empty. Slowly it filled, first with a table, then a chair. The smell of coffee filled the room. A book then appeared on the table. The sound of birds could suddenly be heard outside. As the man stared out of the cabin, he could see the trees that surrounded him, and feel the warmth of the sun in the sky. As the man began to feel all the things that he saw, he woke. As the man woke, he questioned how what he saw was him. He did not recognize the book, or the table, or the cabin. He did not know of this place, or recognize the song the birds were singing. As the man questioned more, he began to realize, each piece of the dream was him. It was all him. Everything inside and outside of the cabin was him. The memory and feeling of all that he saw was him. The peace of the moment, and the frustration of trying to understand was all him.
Feeling as though he understood himself more, the man asked God that He show Himself as He truly was. He did not know what he would see, or whether he would be too frightened or not prepared to understand. He asked anyway. As the man lay there praying before bed, his vision disappeared. Everything became black. The ambient light of the room seemed to disappear. He could see nothing. He could hear nothing. It was as if everything around him had disappeared. As the man stared into nothingness, he saw a green light. It was in the distance. The man was baffled. He did not know if he was staring from inside a tunnel or staring into a light. As the man questioned, his sight and hearing returned.

The man was no closer to understanding. It did not deter him. Years later, the man would recall his dream about the cabin. He decided to ask God again if he could be shown his true self. He wanted to know what would happen when he would hopefully one day grow old and die. What would become of his soul, or his spirit? As the man sat there with his family, his sight began to fade. His hearing started to disappear. He could see nothing. He could hear nothing. Just as his surroundings began to fade, he saw a white light. It was not a single point. Instead it enveloped him. As he began to recognize this light, he no longer identified as “I”. His memories were there, but it was as if they were external to him. They existed, but not as a part of him. Fearing he would be lost, the man called himself back. Slowly he could see again, and slowly he could hear again.

Scared, but undeterred, and again in prayer, the man decided to ask God about the devil. He wondered again about the things he learned as a child. Later that night he dreamed. In his dream he saw the devil. He looked like a normal man. He did not have any horns or look like a monster. He looked like a normal man. As the man saw the devil, a white light shown upon the devil as he stood in a doorway. The devil could not move. It was as if the light has frozen him in his place. The man then asked the devil, “Why are you the way you are?” The devil responded, “I have forgotten. I forgot the love that created me.” In that moment, the man felt sorry for the devil. He realized that the devil was no different than him.

The man woke. In recalling his dream of the devil, he realized that he too had forgotten love. He realized that throughout time, the devil has been blamed for all the misdeeds of man. In seeing the devil he knew the error of his ways. In asking God to show him his true self, and to show him an angel, God and the devil as they truly were, he was asking the same thing.

Love is always there. It is everything and emanates from everything. When we forget, we become nothing. When we seek to separate ourselves, we again become nothing.

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Transitory Experience


Much like death, life is a transitory experience. The lines that separate life, death and the “next life” are blurred at best, marked by tears of misunderstanding and memories as blurred as the lives they separate. Memories become placeholders, but more importantly they become lessons, not just for this life but for all of whom you would share your life.

Each life, each soul, not only becomes a library of lessons but a testament of the divine for we are all witness to the divine in every waking and no(n/w) waking moment. We are witness to the divine unfolding.

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Bipartite


The body and soul are often seen as separate, one as a vessel, and the other as our essence. But in truth is there such a difference? That is, does it matter? We discriminate ourselves at every level possible, taking a fine tooth comb to our very being but does this bring us greater understanding? Does it bring us closer to knowing ourselves and the role we play in this life or the next?

We identify ourselves by our body, our affiliations, religious or otherwise, our name, our occupation and a myriad of other distinctions. But do these things truly define us? Do they make us who we are, or do we in the end, define ourselves? Perhaps none of these things are true, and a thought given, is a reality created.

Put your uniform or the costume you wear daily in a box, and who do you become? Strip away your religion, your country and even those immediately close to you and who do you become? That is not to say isolate yourself or become someone else, but to truly look within. Do you become someone else, or are you what you have always been? Spirit, soul, mind, body, are all words to give meaning and understanding, but at the same time cause one to compartmentalize their existence. We are all these things all the time and yet it does not matter, at least not as much as we would suppose.

Perhaps in brining distinction, we understand in pieces, but sometimes we must look at the greater picture, not necessarily ourselves, but the whole. We are the whole, never divided, except but in our minds. We feel. We experience. We love. We hate. We do all of these things, not realizing every bit of it is Us.

Bipartite or multipartite, the only agreement is the one we have made, will make and continue to make.

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Conscious Reminders


The spirit and soul cannot be enslaved. They cannot be contained in a box or a container. They belong to no one and yet they belong to everyone and to everything. In this life or the next, they are witnesses to our every being. They are teachers. They are blank slates. They are memories made and memories to be made. They are conscious reminders of who we are and who we are to be. They are the spark of life, and yet they are not all of life. They are connected to all that is, and yet they have never been disconnected. They are not limited by distance. They are not limited by time or by the confines of the body. They are freedom personified.

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Driving from the Backseat


highwayThere are things in life that have to take its course. Although we would like to have control over every single aspect of every event that happens to us in life, we have to understand that what happens is not always understood right away, or ever for that matter. Grabbing on to every bit of life for the sake of feeling in control only leads us to doubt ourselves when the things we think are going to happen don’t quite match up with what we’ve told ourselves.

The road starts to disappear, a clear path seems to be overgrown with obstacles, and what we are left with is the trust that we’ll get through it all. We can grab the wheel of control tighter or we can let things take its course. However at some point we have to understand that no amount of maneuvering or trying to drive from the backseat will change the outcome. It only adds to the stress and to the feeling that everything has slipped from our grips. So in the end we can sit and enjoy the ride or we can try to avoid facing ourselves.

This does not mean taking a back seat to life, but quite the opposite. It means enjoying every aspect of it. It means not counting the time. It means not worrying about what’s in back of you or necessarily what’s two steps in front of you. It means living for the moment, regardless of what comes. It means accepting the lessons of life, whether they come as happy moments or heartaches. It means learning to take joy even in those difficult moments when we find it difficult to stare ourselves in the mirror.

We’ve got to face this road, but not alone, never alone. That is a choice, like all other choices, made from a place of love and serenity, or from a place of fear and loathing. Though we might sometimes come from a place of fear or hurt, it’s never too late to turn a new leaf, to shine a light on a difficult moment, and enjoy life.

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When the Water Flows


water fallWhen the water flows let it be. Let it fall through every crack and crevice. Let it flow over every rock and leaf. When the water flows, let it follow the creeks and rivers. Let it nourish the thirsty. When the water flows, let it trickle down from the highest peak to the lowest valley. Let it bathe and cleanse. Let it refresh and bring life. When the water flows, bring it to the table of those who would drink. When the water flows, save not for tomorrow, but bask in the infinite. When the water flows…

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Language of the Elders


elder Waka ta…Waka te…Ah ey.

Come walk with me.
Come dance with me.
Come dance with me Great Spirit.
Come dance with the moon.
Come dance with the wind.
Come dance with the trees.

There is great joy in the peace I know.
Come dance with me.

Walk with this spirit.
Wolf, guide me through the plains.
Moose, stand sentry over the forest.
Robin, point the way.
Walk with me Great Spirit.

There is joy in remembering.
There is peace.

This is the language of my ancestors.
Come walk with me.

photo credit: MarkStoryPhotography.com

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Bathing in the Ganges


Hindus Gather At Sacred Rivers For Kumbh Mela Festival
photo: LIFE Magazine; Hindus Gather At Sacred Rivers For Kumbh Mela Festival

Would you give a piece of your soul to someone or something if you knew it could bring them back? Would you give a piece of your soul to someone if you knew that it would help them see the truth? Would you give a piece of your soul if you knew you could not get it back? What if our souls did not belong to us? What if they belonged to everyone? What if what we thought were individual souls, were in fact the pieces of our self that we remembered? What if our souls were like drops of water in an ocean of souls? What if we were constantly giving of ourselves and receiving of others? Would we still exist as individuals? Would we remember who we are?

We are like the ocean. From many drops We are One. Thrust your fist into the ocean and grab a fist full of knowledge. Through your hands it escapes, but become the ocean, and understand there is nothing to grab. There is nothing even to give. There is acceptance and realization. United in a single dance, We are One.

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Reset Button


reset buttonThere are some for whom death brings to an end to all of life as they know it, whether they viewed it as a glorious adventure, or an inconsequential  endeavor. Some view it as the ushering in of a new phase of existence. The physical body is shed, and the spirit and soul are allowed to roam free without boundaries and shackles to tie them down. Others still, view death as one great reset button. With this life at an end, a new one is ready to be lived and the past a distant memory.

So which is it? Does it matter? Would you treat this life that you live now any differently? Would you live for the consequences of what may be to come, or would you live your life for what is now? Hedging bets against this life can only take one so far. For in assuming knowledge or anticipating what is to come, whether it is in death, or just a new day, we rob ourselves of a life we could enjoy right now. There is no guarantee that death, tomorrow, or even the next moment will bring something different than what can be achieved in this moment. Freedom for the soul and the spirit is in this moment. The reset button is in this moment. The new life is in this moment. What are you waiting for? Push it.

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