Life Ascendant

All the information we could ever need exists like leaves on the tree of what is:

The branches. Accumulated knowledge categorized.

Available.

The trunk. Experiential wisdom.

Foundation.

The roots. Explorers, risk-takers, ancestors.

Their motto: Seek wisdom instead of knowledge: Knowledge imprisons: Wisdom sets you free.

We are all our own trees; we are the caretakers of our trees.

Some roots cannot be changed: They are the roots of purpose and mission.

The others may be manipulated at will by leading a conscious life.

Care for your tree with wisdom and compassion.

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What is your perspective?

I woke up with the carcass of a bird on the left of my tent—my guides way of telling me that I have evolved to higher frequencies and that it’s time to move on. 

The two days and two nights I have spent here have given me clarity, removed shackles from enclaves past and taken me closer to the wisdom of who I am. 

Where I will spend the next night is yet to be revealed to me.

Life Ascendant @ playa de almáciga

Countless drops in unison, an overwhelming force one has to respect. The sea is water in its complete form, an entity through which life evolves. 

Looking at the sea is looking at life, what life is, what life has always been, and what life will be. 

I am of the sea – therefore, I find myself in it, as I always have and always will.

Purified in mind and bodies, I return to being, I return to the sea…

I am the sea. 

🪬 Life ascendant @ Playa de Almáciga 

A thought, a dream, a hope of a seed blooming into its own universe. 

A universe of pure love in eternal harmony. 

Let me be the soil who nourishes your destiny, the winds beneath your wings. 

Your strengthen purpose,

the me in the you. 

As you are for I  

Traded for your first smile, each smile and laugher since, my heart is no longer my own.

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That which I do not have from birth, I gain. 

That which I have gained, I transform. 

That which I have transformed, I let go. 

Freed. I sit,  

and pay myself a visit.

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I have been away, out of contact with myself, lost in nonaction. 

Unvisited, I drift. 

Is love reaching me, but unfelt?

If I’m not in the service of relating with love, receiving and giving love [always] then I’m not living. 

Then I’m not me. I’m not love. 

I know who I am, I know why I’m here. 

Yet, I forget myself, my purpose, and who I am.

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I’m plagued by increasing sensations of unrealities within my field of perception. Where I once sought meaning I now seek what’s real, and consequently, discover what is not. 

I’m losing my sanity. The constructs and systems that kept me sane are crumbling. My sanity no longer applies—it can accompany me no further. It's a luxury I no longer can afford now that my eyes are open.

I’m becoming the main character in my life as I awaken anew. 

Freed is my heart 

when our eyes meet. 

Light is my soul 

when graced by your smile

Absent is the world 

when I am in your presence 

Safe is my love 

since it was declared 

Clear is my love 

since it’s you

Clear is my purpose, 

My purpose is you.

You and me - two of three parts. A key to access reality. 

What’s the third? 

Today, I remember some of what was forgotten the night before, maybe longer still. 

It’s time. I reclaim time! 

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