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Those are some playful cats! I bet there’s a part of your soul that wishes it could jump in that pile and roll around, even if your brain is telling you it would be dangerous. It probably would be dangerous unless you were really grounded and good at talking with animals.

They are magnificent though. Feline energy is a powerful force on this Earth. It’s fierce yet very in touch with the heart. It’s independent yet affectionate.

Why can’t we all get along like this?

Maybe because a lot of people’s consciousness is held in/run by their reptilian brains not their limbic brains? Maybe every shock and trauma in the world upon the masses, repeated in the media… maybe because the way we are raised in our modern world strips away self identity, self reliance and self security.

If you pay attention to the world out there you’ve probably noticed how dark it is. It’s almost as if human consciousness is racing backwards. People work themselves to the ground for material things. People fight, manipulate and kill each other for basic security. People believe in “the dream” and look up to leaders who are more cut throat than they are.

Buttons are easily pushed, triggers are easily triggered. Egos salivate at the mouth to speak without listening. Every news story presents an opportunity to exercise dualistic “black vs. white” thinking. We’re divided in of ourselves and have become petty minded like walking piles of conflict and division. You might say we are losing both spirit and soul.

The limbic/monkey brain is higher than the reptilian brain yet it’s still the animal brain and we have a difficult time connecting with it. We’re being reduced to machines. Many people believe that you aren’t successful unless you are making a certain amount of money, have a certain size house or aren’t famous. Success is too little judged by walking one’s self authentic path, the development of self awareness, by virtue of deeds done, by what brings joy and growth to the individual or what contributes something constructive to society. Often success is judged by how much shiny empty nothingness one can attain while destroying as much of their self and others as possible.

This has lead us to a collective state of ennui and emptiness. Without true fulfillment of the spirit and soul our souls are starving, driving us to become more cold and mechanical. Especially since in our modern rat race many people idealize the snake/eagle “alpha” predator prototype, for reasons including emulation of psychopaths (power and material wealth at any cost) and ancient patterns repeating in human hosts (having to do with a disconnection from the heart in favor of material based intellect). See: the eagle and the condor

We as a species greatly see power in cold blooded viciousness and manipulation. We need to remember that there is power in warm blooded playfulness and empathy. One is a spiritual path that leads to growth and expansion, one is an anti-spiritual path that leads to a reduction and loss of spirit. We live in times where many peoples’ spirits are asleep or they’re willfully denying their spirits-the massive amount of self revelation and worldly truth that their awakening spirits would shine upon for their tenacious egos to cope with.

The spirit thrives in unfettered playfulness and honesty. Both allow the inner fire within us to come alive, to come out and to expand in creative ways. In our world we face much resistance against the inner fire. It is repressed and traumatized (beginning with male circumcision, also before birth), and comes out in warped and destructive ways. We are the elves from Lord of the Rings that are being perverted into orcs.

The feline is again a very potent teacher both in real life and symbolically, especially where human consciousness is currently stuck at. Animals can be greatly helpful to us in our struggle. Especially those playful cats that call out to the primordial parts of our Earthly souls. It’s very important to connect with the playful parts of ourselves, which also of course connect us with our inner children and the mother. The literal mother, mother Earth, the universal Mother and the feminine energy of animation and regeneration.

The feline manages to pull off the top predator thing whilst being warm blooded/playful/cuddly/loving too. They also rough around without hurting each other. Those big furry predators can teach us a lot about warmth and affection, about independence and boundaries, even self reliance as they leap into and walk branches with ease. There are many reminders we can gain from cats besides that they are cute and fun to watch! They make you want to go play in the grass until you collapse in a warm cuddly pile.

Felines (also canines-which are from wolves, another animal that knows how to play and show warmth) show more empathy than some people! This doesn’t mean that animals are more compassionate than people. It means that human beings have been reduced in spirit and heart. It means that we can awaken again if we heed spirit, warmth and courage.

Maybe these animals can help us all remember something that human souls often lack in our vain/hyper idealized soundbites/colorful shiny touch screen world. Something to do with the warmth and genuineness of being. Maybe just remember that we’re human beings and that there is no pain, fear or stress that has the power to strip our beingness from us or scare us away from being.

We spend enough time in the dead and dark parts of our minds already. What about the spirit, what about the living breathe within each being, within each moment?

Then again this is speculation, maybe I read too much into cats and cuddling *smile face*

Love?

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Love? Love is a battlefield, but not the way you think it is… The real battles begin after we get past the dramas, betrayals and heartbreaks of petty makings and smaller minds.

There’s a machine out there that wants to destroy our souls. Love is when you remember how “God”,”Goddess”, source or whatever have you feels about you. How loved you are, encouraged and embraced. It’s when you spark it within yourself. It’s when you remind someone else. It’s when you feel it on all levels of being and you come alive. And you’re the night, and you’re the day, and you face the annihilating greyness. It’s chased away by a flicker and flight. You don’t have to move mountains because you are the mountain too and the sun that burns above it.

Love says, “I want you remember all that you are, fully. I want you to have a reunion with your dreams.” and the muse whispers so sweetly, “You muse me.”

Love? You can enter into someone’s life loving who they are with emphatic belief, as if from the heart and core of being, or you can enter someone’s life never really seeing them but with the intention to change them to fulfill your needs. One road leads to happiness, the other leads to ruin.

Maybe instead of wanting someone to be everything we deserve, we should wish for someone we love, adore and deeply believe in. So much that you only want them to be more of who they are. We’ll know what it means when someone becomes mythic in our minds but reminds us of how great we are, in our hearts.

It’s not putting the self aside, it’s loving the other as much as you love yourself. There is happiness in helping them reach and be that. When you both do it for each other you become like stars ever radiance. It’s a power when two people want each other to fulfill their own needs, to realize their own being, to reach their own potential. Like ever flowing stars in the ambrosiac night.

Love is alive. We’re just wasting too much of our love on people who aren’t really part of our lives, on faces on tv screens and empty things. Love is there when we befriend the people we want to be and find the hero within each. Love is alive when we find our meaning, and we’re the heroes. We’re the gods and goddesses. We’re the kings and queens. We’re the beggars and vagabonds. Tales sung around a fire, epics inspired. You and I.

Hold me and remind me how mighty I am. The numbing drums have taken their tolls on my sensitivity, my sentient high wire act and I forgot to feel my soles. We’re all just numbers not names in the grey cloud machine. We’re gutted and emptied, strung along to external idols. Let’s stoke a fire in each other. I can look into your eyes and I’ll hold your beauty in my heart. Emphasis will be interchangeable in the fiery kiln of empathy. Our loyalty will be to each other’s very best potential reached in life and across all planes of existence, vibrating beyond colors. Set free to adore. We’ll gaze at each other’s multi dimensional dance with the eye of awe and dizzying enamor. Send a static charge through your skin and we’ll remember how hairs feel when they stand on edge. We’ll be like warriors of a song dipping from dark to light. We’ll all be strength of the spirit, interchangeable yet undeniably unique. We’ll spark it within ourselves, we’ll find it in each other. You and I.

I asked true love, “What’s your favorite position?” and it said to me, “Side by side,”

How will you carry the grand story into the next moment of your life?

Way To Go Doc Brown

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This is an amazing video and message. Watch it and watch it again. It’s pure and inspirational. I found it more so than any movie released this decade. It reminds me of a time when the message could be simple and inspirational, not convoluted and brooding.

This isn’t a reboot/remake/rehash/CGI of Doc Brown speaking his classic lines either. It’s the same Doc Brown. Doc Brown being his good natured and off kilter self with more wrinkles and a tired looking face. Yet the message is as powerful as it always has been.

Let’s keep open minds, let’s clear ourselves of the gunk/darkness/cynicism/unnecessary drama. The future is being made in this moment right now. The best thing we can do is clear ourselves and remember how to fly. Remember the inner spark, as Doc Brown always did.

It’s easy but not something you think about. It’s in the release and letting go. Doc brown didn’t have many mean bones in his body, that’s why he could create flight (Biff didn’t create it, he temporarily stole it and it killed him). Doc is a character. You’re a real person. The spirit is the same regardless of who embodies it.

If we do that we will naturally manifest and gravitate toward positive futures.

Daring For Beauty

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I felt like posting something life embracing, a daring show of beauty. In a pair of lips, in a sift of sand, in a wisp of a wave… It’s not fearful. It’s not a gripping headline. It’s not ironic. It’s not meant to make your life seem unexciting. It’s not a trend. It’s not a top 10 list. It’s not new. It’s been around for ages. This thing called beauty. This thing called life. It might be said that the first time we fell in love was with life itself. So let’s rise.

The beauty of nature’s soul and the aortic vessel, promoting little bursts of ecstasy and grand moments blossoming. Life is provocative and my mind makes love to it every day. Ravishing, full body quaking orgasmic love. Let’s throw off our jaded clothes. Let’s try our staying power. Let’s see who smiles biggest…

Sometimes you find it within, sometimes it finds you without.

For my love and Mother ‘verse.

A white hot glow gently rouses the waves and entices the thirsty sands, in anticipation, sinking into the plush rosette horizon.

A kiss of amber orange amour rolls over a curve’s crest to adore the tip of the most comely peak.

Adorned with adore and flowing from the inside, a mountain reverberates.

The passion of ember sky like a heated glass hearth, the rich and blue sea building up deeply. Its secrets never told, ever felt in its fresh sprays.

Salty licks reach out upon the soft slope, teasing the shore, saturating its granules of eternity with tomorrow’s dreams.

She opens her elation wings with widest embrace upon the land. A dress to dress the world in a bathe of prismic luminescence. Hot with the light of life.

We’ll rise so high that we love where we are, remember to love what we are, right now at this moment.

The shoreline swelled and salty wet, the waves relaxed into their undulating rhythm wrapping the land ’round. Golden tracks galvanize a moment, hand in hand, a couple lifted by crystal scintilla pillows between the toes.

Friends of four legs and fur chase the waves as she glows brighter in joy, radiating the horizon with dusk’s final fiery osculation. Rays reaching, lovers embracing in her embryonic wings.

A long smooch in crisp air, stretching as far as the day will take it, only the dance of shadows hint. How deep the breath? How surrendered the lips? How swept the pulse?

Lips kiss soft as a petal-s delicate press; upon petals, daring to meet the scintillating possibility of bliss blossoming.

Every relationship with the passions that builds within and the beauty without is a secret romance with life itself. Amour, amour! Dear life, adore.

Imagine that we realized the life that abounds within us. Imagine that we fell in love with the beauty that surrounds us. Imagine that love was already embracing us.

The Continuum Of Being

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They say that love and desire are two different things, that the body and the soul must be at odds with each other. I say they’re confused. I say that being human is a continuum of many different experiences of expressions.

Love may simply be desire followed through. Every spectrum needs its far and near.

It might be said that the first time you fell in love was with life itself and life loved you back with a life of your own. The second time you fell in love was when you learned the joy of sharing your love and love was shared with you. The third time will be when you return before the first time and let love fill you like breathing, as you remember the sea of being residing within your heart, your soul resonating, your dreams intensifying.

Beauty Remembers

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Beauty, healing as it is inspiring, can make you remember why. Beauty can be found in night and day. Make a friend with both and maybe you’ll catch them in the moments they meet and twirl in. The day kisses the night awake with fiery zest and the night soothes the tired day’s weary soles. Every moment has something to reveal. Each is a witness.

One Hundred Thousand Footsteps

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I met a caterpillar trucking along to somewhere maybe only he knows. He was on the pavement, no fauna in sight, that’s crazy right?! I wished him luck and told him I hope he gets there.

Ah, I see it now mighty caterpillar, fruitful journeys to you!

Also see Sails or Sinkholes and Nurture vs. Fester.

We’ll Create Sails Or Sinkholes Together

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I may be enthrallingly enthusiastic and supportive of others’ dreams (if you know me you know that I should be charging life coach fees) but it creates a bright and beautiful glow to do so. The flow we facilitate with each other is the flow we also facilitate for ourselves.

Let’s believe in ourselves and see the best in each other. From deep in our hearts, from our minds high. The wind we put in each other’s sails in the wind we put in our own sails. The energetic waves take on a life of their own. Let’s sail far. Let’s know ourselves intimately within. Let’s sail into the vast expanse. The adventure of existence, breathed in every precious moment.

Why, aren’t you a beautiful bunch of flowers

I don’t like gossiping about others behind their back for the same reason I wouldn’t criticize someone else’s dreams or creations. Because it’s dark and weak to do so. It’s an attempt, born in insecurity and fear, to create a position of dominance over someone else. It creates a dagger when we create a dagger to stab in someone else’s back. That dagger wasn’t there before. It can and probably will be pulled out some day, by someone, and used against us. The thing is we’re already used to attacking ourselves.

It can take a cold splash of water to sober up. We each have the power to stop the patterns in ourselves with the power of awareness. A strong inner stance is the best way to overcome insecurity and evaporate the fears. When it comes to inner standing all one needs to know is ONE THING. ONE THING when facing any self destructive pattern or behavior that tears others down. ONE THING and repeat it often, “I am better than this”

When you realize that, you’ll find all the gold. The golden rule according to common understanding is off. We might all want to be treated in different ways so to assume our ways over others is arrogant and pushy. It is not truly listening.

Author’s note: The irony of togetherness is that it requires a deep sense of individuality in the self to witness and appreciate (rather than depreciate). A deep still center in which to listen from. To be apart from… yet at the same time be part of everything and let everything be part of you. To hear all.

Contrary to popular belief, short sighted greed is not the most creative destination of the self, free will, individuality, all the aspects of SELF that we demonize (or religions demonize, and we follow by engaging in subtractive thinking that loses touch with real higher power, the source in all, the absolute and infinity). The self developed one gains something more. They gain witness to creation. Learning to become aware is the first step to becoming a better co-creator, more able to witness the beauty. By witnessing it we play a part.

The “golden rule” as commonly understood is not a suggestion of observance but of action based upon one’s own preferences without observance of the other person. A lack of awareness leads to fool’s gold.

The true golden rule is “Do not do to others what you wouldn’t want done to you”.

Only in a place of inner standing and awareness can we each fully realize what that means.

It doesn’t mean that others will never be able to do crappy things to you. It means that you will be less likely to become entangled if they try. It means that you’ll be able to face yourself in the mirror more clearly. It means you’ll be able to breathe more freely.

It is only the bright examples that others make that can motivate us to find our own. We need each other to shine, to inspire and even provoke each other, otherwise we forget that we can shine too.

At the end of the day it’s about the beds we make for ourselves. It’s the self relationship and whether or not we can stand ourselves.

So stand tall. Stand strong, within.