Self-love quenches fear

Time spent in little things

{Now – (Past + Future)} = Infinity in Zero

When I don’t allow myself to accept my circumstances, conflict begins.

I put it to you, I have no need to experience frustration as long as my consciencious attention is fiercely focused towards observation of the fruits of the moment, with every one of my senses awake, tuned, alert, receptive.

There is nothing specifically prescribed to concentrate on. After all, where my body is located, it is surrounded by sights, textures, sounds, scents – an unending procession of the external stimuli of Realia!

I, or you, can engage in this close focusing now and then, if we like.

However, when I choose repeatedly to take the time to plunge myself into immersion of the sensory moment, then from out of this microcosm, I may be blessed to receive radical life-enhancements with the power to permanently change the way I perceive the quality of my life.

These are the slow-maturing fruits of microcosmic inspection. The sweetness they bring is so sublime, I overflow with joy and I simply have to share!

I know from my own experience there is an uncomplicated way to release joy and open the floodgates to love and peace, when I recognise that my mental images of the past and the future are illusions.

The distractions of frustration, fear and anger live in the unreal past and the impossible future. These products of misdirected attention are irrelevant and wholly superfluous to human requirements!

What validates this leap into a blissful state, where rushes of love chase away every last residue of fear?

Well, for a start, being intensely nose-to-nose with the absence of time in the flying moment is thunderingly awesome.

Here are the pleasures of non-attachment, where I cultivate my close attention, and it returns intensity of awareness back to me without locking any part of me into what I am doing with my directed attention.

Explanations about the pleasure of being released from the past and the future is not the thing. The thing is to be thankful.

Gratitude is the right reaction. Be grateful for release into lightness of heart. Be thankful for sudden intimacy with the giant world of intuition. Be in awe of the strange new ability to read hearts.

Flow in the moment helps self realisation.

In the moment when a fragment of birdsong triggers my smile, it triggers also my self love. The union of self with self is union with the whole of existence. What other respectful ways of being glad are there than the gladness of humility, awe and gratitude?

~ Love is present EveryNow

♡ Meditation on the heart ♡

♡ Meditation on the heart ♡

The physical universe has its own natural dignity in the general order of existence. That dignity deserves its own respect.

Reality is apparent through the detection of its magnificent spectrum of wavelengths.

Where reality ends and something else begins, possibly connected with quantum reality, or to do with the threshold of an important and blindingly beautiful stasis, is also a boundary which we are privileged to inhabit.

Nothing is black and white. Light is infinitely graduated.

So too Love.

Everything is just how it is. I come back again and again to realising that the Way of Being of whatever we attend to is entire and sufficient to itself. It is enough.

Everything is always perpetually and without exception enough.

The appreciation of Sufficiency is an expression of the way the universe loves its own witnessers. This is a love that holds and contains those gigantic primal energies science has been showing us.

Intense love quenches every last residue of fear.

The potent awareness of such love is self sustaining. It feels like perpetual motion, eternally safe !

I sometimes like to call it EveryNow.

There is a final resting place for the restless mind. That place is a place of no-location. It is where safety is unconstrained by and unconcerned by time. It is a flowing source of giving. It is a not-there which is available instantly, whenever we as individuals need it.

Though we clearly feel it as being limitless, its quality of unconditional giving is always specifically directed to our own heart. Here we glimpse the uninterrupted incorruptible unity of which everything, time, matter and energy, is composed.

Love is the answer

   To which

      No question exists

🕯️Stand in the light of your own being ⚪

“Feel the peace and beauty of connecting to your heart…”

🕯️Stand in the light of your own being

I am always of the belief that it is possible to walk “through” the Stargate portal of your pain and hurt and to have an insight that allows it all, every trace, to drop away so you can “let it be”. This is an insight into absolute love where fear is dissolved and loses its power completely.

You must know I have had the good fortune to pass through some form of Stargate. But to reach there, I had to have lived more than a handful of decades, be retired and released from the nine-to-five grind, and I had to undergo several epiphany experiences accompanied by some shining new true soulfriends.

Before you arrive in the presence of such a magic portal, it’s likely you’ll still need to arrive at more old journey destinations on the way, tear down clinging overgrown undergrowth, see yourself in the old places clearly and let their real significance carve deep grooves into your present you for the first time.

Only by marching onto these stepping stones of uncertainty are you going to have a chance to release the leaden weights and unseen shackles, so you can see them for the illusions they represent, and then walk tall, the walk of your life.

The structures that have become so vital to the security and safety of your self and to which you have devoted so much energy in their construction and maintenance, these are firmly planted defences.

You have become accustomed to handle them in a conscious, deliberate and deliberative way.

You have framed them in words. Although they are only words, like weights and shackles, these words could have taken on the shapes and forms of shackles and weights.

I know as fact 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, with a beam like a searchlight from which there is no escape.

What can happen when the shocking, perplexing clear vision of the beauty of your own soul meets you in the face?

Either you are obliged to accept the plain truth of your angelic being, or you opt to refute the experience, telling yourself platitudes handed down to you from the bland phrasebook of socially acceptable conformity.

This encounter with the happening magnificence of your own being has not any words to enscribe, describe or circumscribe it. It is without doubt yours before question or answer.

You have already entered many times into wordless wonder of living. You know what it is of course. It is something that sometimes happens. In your day to day existence, you are far nearer the shimmering entrance portal than you can begin to imagine. Step through and be 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 constructed from every possible previous combination of moments suffused to saturation with begininglessness and endlessness – it is EveryNow.

EveryNow exists completely without reference to a frame of words, or whether it is thought of, sought for, or is ignored willingly or negligently.

Blink, and you can find yourself in it.

It in you.

Just be ready. Ready for the invitation.

If you give any of this a modicum of credence, be ready. Your best tribute to it and to your innate beauty is to be ready. Listen up to your instincts of self preservation, to your inner certainty that you would truly like it to turn out to be a schmaltzy, rose-scented pink cloud, and continue 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 of rosy glory, is to be prepared and ready to take at face value 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 yourself to it. Sleep well

Hands across the planet

§ Hands across the planet §

It’s a good moment to share.

It’s been about sixty-six years. I see life as a Flow. We human beings have more in common with the Swarm of life, than with our individual goings and comings.

Even when outstanding individuals express monumental truths, the light emitted by them is momentary, because their expressions relate to core pillars of existence, and these are what everyone has in common with everything.

If one person sees a fragment of universal brilliance, and urgently shares it, it is not the person, but the starkly appearing light which grabs our attention.

If an artist shines a light on something, that thing is not spotlit, it is some extra thing of everything that is seen illuminated.

I read with fascination and admiration about journeys of awakening on Facebook, and I love to speak about matters of the heart with close friends.

I see more than ever theirs matches my own journey of exploration of ideas about the progress of the soul.

In particular, and most recently, the fundamental predominance of the Swarm, the Collective Spirit or Soul of humanity shows up.

Like the view of the rising of the Sun or Moon, when I as individual progress towards clear unobstructed vision of my place in the Cosmos, I see reflections and similarities in so many other eyes and minds and hearts all along the generations.

My sense is, when discovering threads of thought in common, I tread on shared steps on paths in common.

My sense is of a warm “welcome home” feeling that those puzzles I have independently struggled to understand are valid subjects to struggle with.

I may have passed decades questing for significance and meaningful truths together with myself, separate from the madding crowd, like a hermit, or a Pole Percher, because isolation had been mine for the first 66 years.

My vindication today is I realise that I climbed the mountain perhaps out of ignorance by the long hard route, yet I breathe in the same panoramic views at the summit, as those who were led there by the hand, or even those who rode there easy on cushioned palanquins!

I am a journeyman of old. These apprentices were shown the time-honoured methods, they picked up on the rules of thumb, they gained in skill at a patient pace measured in long Moon cycles.

After such deep cultivation of modus operandi, constructed by past generations of patient travail, and observed with reverential respect by these artisans and craftspeople, their time became fertilised with precious knowledge.

These workers produced their own examples of their crafts using their own dexterity, deftness, lightness of touch. Their learned and time-perfected skills also became a part of their way of life.

They neither boasted nor hid their extensive skills. They were inseparable from who they were. They got on with the job.

What’s my job?

I want to help show others how love, in its blessed power and tenderly disposed majesty, waits with all the patience of the arching sky, to be softly welcomed in.

I want to help show that this startling, monumental and terribly welcome love, when it becomes visible through the thinnest of thin veils, is always ready to hold hands with you in your heart of hearts.

I live to see the sunrise-smile moment of recognition when this love’s first greeting names and reveals itself as resident Peace at the core essence of you and of each one of us.

That epiphany moment when you just know darkness will never, can never return!

Blindly seek no stones where only jewels of love pertain. Intense love, though blind, removes every vestige of shade, doubt, fear.

And everywhere there is love.

The best to you on this day’s end, your day’s beginning, whoever, wherever you are on the planet

Love is present E v e r yN o w

Intense love removes fear

a happy ripple in a continuum of life

My state is open and aware and quiet.

The self I call “I” is a flat calm transparent natural boundary. Clear water is deep down, air is deep up.

The surface is almost colourless, without ripple or feature. It extends without horizon, but never leaves my sight.

In such a state I can ride and stay in balance during the time I am presented in the here and now with thoughts, feelings, distractions and discomfort.

Here, from my surface I offer this.

It is through my extraordinary journey of unanticipated heart awakening, around the time I began the regular practice of Biodanza in February 2013, that I know I can fully access healing. That, together with other understandings related to identification of ancient hurts and the resolution of previously unrecognised confusions, have granted my awareness of myself the opportunity of expansion and room in which to expand.

As I become self-aware, aware of the sanctity of the gift of life being lived and experienced more and more abundantly, so in equal measure I value the gift of life in relation to other living sentient beings.

What comes from living in such a new and richly jewelled life is a greater gratitude than I have ever known. It has far reaching implications on my remaining days of life. It is the ever-growing understanding that my life is not a discrete occurrence only in me. I am a pixel of humanity, and life is living through all things and beings, sentient and not sentient.

I am a happy ripple in a continuum of life. Life lives me as I live life.

Here’s the thing… Nothing has changed! Everything is utterly different and constantly completely new! The newness is “EveryNow”.

I begin my journey of exploration and discovery all over again from the very start every moment. Nothing existed in the previous instant of this awareness of existence to guide me to where I am. At any given moment, I look forward with barely containable excitement to the certainty of discoveries in the moment following.

I think of it like this. For the first fifty years I had been “Living to Love”, which is decorous, pretty, even beautiful, but it is an existence limited by inconsequential superficiality.

As my heart awakes and presents its face towards me to greet me, my heart starts “Loving to Live”.

This is the wholesome, plain and simple adoption of the richly textured reality of here and now, of “EveryNow”.

I am no longer secreted away in a place of safety of my own elaborate construction, but I go shining with gratitude and wonder at the mere fact of being vital and alive.

This is a state of being which is totally raw, exposed and vulnerable, but simultaneously full of living courage, and naked certainty.

Unencumbered by fear, my state of being can freely develop in its self-expression in the knowledge that it has its permanent residence in the secure environment of the heart’s pure and spectacular peace.

We are all capable of healing.

It’s about trusting love to come into close contact inside my most personal sacred space, and knowing that there, in that serene place of peace, I can heal.

We all just can

~ Love is present EveryNow

* Fires of Passion *

🔥 Fires of Passion 🔥
Unquiet chaos is a clamour which carries with it only a vanishingly small meaning. It bangs on the wooden gate of the city.

My city is paved with the welcome accretion of time. Where I live are tall halls and cool corridors, winding pathways lead into walled courtyards, and oh, such scented gardens.

Such gardens. Filled with delights for the ears and the eyes of winged and walking creatures.

Regard them. All of them might be me. And none of them are me. They, we, enjoy these delights as curious visitors.

We come and go. We arrive and disembark lightly from fragments of afternoons, so many decades gone by.

When it is time, we dissolve into bubbles of quiescence, without regret or rancour.

The silence of smiles recollected swiftly stills all clamour of unquiet.

Intense love quenches every last residue of fear.

Sentience springs refreshing into every material part.

No bitter waters can fall from my eyes, and the balance between life and intimations of no-life is complete

~ Love is present EveryNow