True Time and Temporal Distortions

For those I Love, inspired by and for my Friend, Harlon Davey

rain on the train 13 aug 2015 blogTravelling by train from Locarno to Luzern the other day, speed and the pouring rain created the most amazing images on and out my window. Shifting my focus from inside to out gave birth to a river of shifting ‘dreamscapes’ and landscapes
that continue to catalyse thoughts that even now are growing into an awareness that time is etching a new chapter in my life.

You are loved my friend, your presence in every moment we share a conclusion in my life. Each word and step we make or imagine together is an arrival point, friendship exceed-ingly beyond the illusion of a supposed destination.

Grace is how and why I believe in you. It allows me to want the best for you with no need of needing something from you.

I am celebrating that we are Creation’s loving intention, and that we can make best choices without the fear of messing up and living on our knees begging others for second chances that they don’t have the power to offer.

An incarnation in Time and Space is a divine opportunity. Thriving in a Universe that is eternally birthed in paradox, a world where We are the solution and what We force is the source of every problem, is our task.

The realisation that We are the Love that makes Our world whole, cuts the umbilical cord to fear and the Flow begins.

When We become the Juice, the true sweet star-stuff, the font of greed dries up and the grand delusions that spin all illusions are blown away on the eternal winds of change.

We are good enough.

WE are as good as We are together.

Openness gives us the courage to live our lives, accepting the Invitation when others toss flowers, thinking that without them we’re in a grave state. Fleeting, flickering moments of emotional dying are as delusional as the grandest delusion, death.

When every ‘I’ celebrates every ME, the World flips. And on the Day when the very royal WE turns around We will look through the eyes of Love and see a re-visioned world, Beauty beyond what most currently dare dream or imagine.

It’s time to bring our BIG dreams to life as we courageously live the largess of Love.

Light and Dark II: Relational Round-Abouts, Caves and Dead-Ends

Yesterday a dear friend responded to the Dia.BLOG.ue, the post entitled ‘Light or Dark’ on Facebook, writing “I prefer walking alone in the light until I meet a friend, but I will not stay in the dark, just to avoid to be alone!”27 july 2015

In full agreement with her sentiments, I know full well that being alone has nothing to do with loneliness, the lethal epidemic that is cutting down so many. Continue reading Light and Dark II: Relational Round-Abouts, Caves and Dead-Ends

Emotional Sniffles and a Childlike Spirit

tearI don’t know about you, but every single time I ignore an emotional sniffle, discounting confusion or sadness, my entire being suffers. Frankly, it’s ridiculous how fast things can go sideways. More often than not, I’m the one who ends up in tears when someone gets into a snit as their brain and knickers knot. I finally figured out that giving my feelings the brush off doesn’t clear anything. It’s tantamount to sweeping the threshold of my life and giving pain permission to camp out on the doorstep. Needless to say, once it’s there, pain takes great delight in leaning on the doorbell and if I wear earplugs and blinders in an attempt to ignore it, 10 times out of 10 it’s gonna kick down the door, with guilt its most powerful partner in crime.

Several months ago it became obvious that the ‘sticks and stones’ I’ve carried my entire life were powerless to protect me. While I long ago figured out that the old adage “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but… Continue reading Emotional Sniffles and a Childlike Spirit