SERPENT OF WISDOM
Many interesting things happened to me the last 4 months in Sedona. I saw three snakes at three different places in 3 weeks. One actually came in my house and hid and I captured him and took him across the street. I was led to the Serpents of Wisdom idea, wisdom keepers throughout time in all civilizations who achieved mastery and united all energies in their inner world. Male and female. Light and dark. Changing and changeless. I am a Cosmic Serpent in Mayan cosmology and a dragon in Chinese mythology. I feel a new adventure into the inner worlds coming and I am connected with my Mystic Muse and true authenticity and Oneness with what wishes to be born. And so it is. And I am grateful.
GIVING OVER THE NEED TO KNOW
What you may notice when you take a chance and trust, is fear and strength arrive simultaneously. Like a little wounded bird chirping in the corner of your heart: “Help me” cries. But you send it love; surround it in love.
MAKING FRIENDS WITH THE UNKNOWN is like inviting a tall dark stranger into your life and wondering what kind of a relationship you are founding. Can you continue to be the frivolous girl, the intelligent, secure dilettante, and the wise crone when you get your socks knocked off?
Can we trust in the unseen, believe in the unimaginable? A spirit-soul living a human life is finally called upon to do just this. We can only know the Heart of Life by struggling- at times. AN AWARENESS WITHIN observes you riding the crest of the wave of your trust, then being knocked down to the bottom of the trough. What a thrilling ride!
For me, I must be available and open for this. I simply cannot live in a fear frequency anymore, it makes me sick; makes me hurt.
The Universe whispers, “Just take a chance on me, on my love, and see what happens…” If I say “No,” I feel I’m slapping the Universe in the face.
Since I love adventure, and am madly in love with MYSTERY, I accept and love that part of me still struggling to catch up with the rest of “me.” (NONE of this is actually a personal me
😉. That’s another story.)
This Most Precious Life-Force with infinite heart and creative ability desires to enter our lives and evolve. IT ain’t always purty or gentle. Yet, it is what we came here for. Toward the ONE!
DEAR SPIRIT OF GUIDANCE WITHIN
This is my request, my desire: I need you. Right now. This hour. Every day. Every moment of my life. I can’t live without you. I can’t breathe without you. I can’t move without you.
You created me to learn to trust you. To love you. This believer stands naked on the mountaintop in the pouring rain and bows before the kingdom behind the door of my inner heart’s heart. I have patience.
It is clear I am not the fear. What if this is not an illusion? What if it is real? My only course is to trust in life. You did not create me to worry. You did not create me to fear. I leave it behind, right here…
WHAT IS TRUE LOVE?
True love does not want to change anything about someone else, including God.
True love has to love, it does not care how it is received, and the outcome is irrelevant.
True love cannot be wounded. True love rushes in like sweet balm to heal all wounds, even your own.
True love is a heart that must fly, like a butterfly, not knowing where it is going to land.
True love has no mark. But when it finds a heart to land in, it folds its wings and sinks into its eternal home, until it is time to fly again.
To not love… is like keeping a butterfly in a box. It dies.
True love is accepting yourself exactly as you are, and loving yourself enough to do the work.
True love is our purpose here on earth!
THE FINAL STEP
There is one more rung on the ladder for you to climb, even in the very end of years of spiritual-mindedness. However, that is where you kick the ladder
into the abyss from which you climbed,
and from here,
you must fly…
LILA
What words suffice,
when eternity comes lapping at your back door,
like the rhythm of never-ending surf?
Playful waves on shores of creation.
Remembering you are the same Source – you instantly… come Home.
There is no good or evil on these shores,
nothing to fix,
nothing to do that is not playing. The clouds play in the sky.
There is rising and falling,
moving stillness,
but no judgment.
Nothing to say, really.
Really.
