“Feel the peace and beauty of connecting to your heart…”
I am always of the belief that it is possible to walk “through” the Stargate portal and to have an insight so immediate and all pervasive that your pain and hurt, every trace, drops away, and at last you can “let it be”.
This is an insight into love absolute, a place, a real place, where fear evaporates before it can take shape.
You must know I have had the good fortune to pass through some form of Stargate. To reach there, I had to have lived more than a handful of decades, be retired and released from over 40 years of nine-to-five grind, and I had to undergo several epiphany experiences closely accompanied by some shining new rare and true soulfriends.
Before you arrive in the presence of such a magic portal, it’s likely you’ll still need to arrive again and again at more of your old journey destinations on your way. You’ll probably be faced with the choice to tear down clinging overgrown undergrowth covering the face of your mind.
You will see yourself in the forgotten places with a brand new clarity. You will be forced to allow the sacred significance of your present-in-the-past to carve deep grooves in your heart.
You will suffer ancient tears to overflow into your present you for the first time.
Only by touching naked feet fearless onto such stepping stones as I describe will you understand your leaden ankle weights and unseen shackles represent illusions.
Released from these delusional encumbrances which you had chosen as your territorial possessions, you start to walk tall. This is the walk of your life.
These are structures that have become so vital to the security and safety of your self. You have devoted so much energy, time and concern in their construction. These are systems you have become accustomed to handle in a fiercely protective, conscious, deliberate and deliberative way. You can remember words to describe them, such as weights and shackles, tears of lead, deflection of hurt, avoidance of pain.
Your protection has come more to depend on the unblinking maintenance of your defences, and less on identifying what caused you to construct your defences.
Who you are is occulted by the insistent persistence of your protection of you.
Like you, I know you can always stand in the light of your own being at a moment’s notice.
You may be moved to seek help and find it with an intermediary.
You may find the light of your being quite unexpectedly homes in on you of its own accord, with a beam like a searchlight.
The shock can startle and even perplex you, till you are are obliged to accept the fact that your soul is staggeringly beautiful, or you opt to refute the experience, telling yourself platitudes handed down to you from the bland, limp phrasebook of socially acceptable conformity.
This encounter with the happening magnificence of your being has not any words to enscribe, describe or circumscribe it.
This close encounter with the heart of your shining soul is yours. It is yours before question or answer.
You have already entered many times into a wordless wonder of living. You know what it is, of course. It is something that sometimes happens in your body or mind. Or you have felt it “outside” of you.
You are far nearer than you can begin to imagine to the shimmering entrance portal into the place where the wonder of living is too intense for words. And the space, the extremely real place, perhaps the only space which is real, and which lies ever glowing at a constant brightness (the ‘bright’ of peace and love), is the directly lived experience, the Now.
Now is not a mere moment. Now is every moment, suffused to saturation point with beginninglessness and endlessness – EveryNow.
EveryNow exists complete, without reference to a frame of words.
EveryNow exists in completeness, independent of whether it is thought of, or sought after.
EveryNow exists completely and it is unaffected by being ignored, or overlooked, either by negligence or on purpose.
Blink, and you can find yourself in it… it in you.
All you need is to be ready and prepared. Be ready for the invitation. If you give any of what I describe a modicum of credence, then your best tribute to it and to your innate beauty, and to your instincts of self-preservation, and even to your secret inner conviction that you truly think of what I am talking about as a schmaltzy, rose-scented, kitsch pink cloud, is to be ready.
The way to get close enough to the magic of EveryNow, so that it can guzzle you all up into its roseate field, is to be prepared and ready to accept its invitation card: Infinity.
Sleep is as precious as wakefulness. Sleep is close to infinity. Sleep is a hallowed gift. Wrap it with respect, give all of yourself into it. Sleep well
~ Love’s presence EveryNow
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