The imbalance of light and the block of light

On a universal level, light and dark needs each other to create and destroy. For this to happen smoothly, an even balance between the two is necessary. 

However, there’s an imbalance that’s not in favor of light. The forces of dark broke the balance by distorting and censoring the natural laws of the universe. 

The results is that light needs to divide itself into more rays to cover its processing. Light is still as strong, but the overall processing has slowed to a point where it takes too much time to complete its cycle–resulting in light going back on itself instead of returning to its source. 

At the source of the block is a narcissistic energy, a black hole, that feeds on light’s sexual energy. 

Meditation is relating to spirituality.

Meditation is the exploration of the entire field of spirituality across as many lives as necessary. It is to transcend darkness and densities, it’s relating to a predetermined geometry. Once the geometry is fully explored and completed, we return to source–whatever that may mean. 

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Note! I haven't tapped into that many truths about source yet to express anything of great value. This is because I haven’t explored and related with it enough yet. There will, of course, be future conscious writings about it when I do.

The world tree: The tree of your spirit and soul

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?


Unvisited

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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The middle way demands courage and blind perseverance

The limbo between procrastination and desired actions is genuine.

So is the interference I just noticed.


Sleep wasn’t the roughest experience, and the morning, while not being wasted, requires direction.

It’s not a fight anymore. I no longer allow myself to be pulled into one. But it is a test of endurance and perseverance: and the continuous shedding of the ego.

The actual reality where conflicts with unseen enemies are ever-ongoing.

Sight is not required to triumph over inter-dimensional beings - which we all are - awareness and faith go a long way.

Awareness of what is, what was, why a particular choice was made, and what’s in the present.

Faith to listen and follow the clues of one's heart.

Faith to trust in ones self.

Faith to walk the invisible path into one’s potential.

What to exactly have faith in, the heart will reveal.

Connect, listen, feel, and learn its truth.

That very moment

Sometimes your actions are wonderfully and amazingly out of your control.

You do things, take chances and risks you normally wouldn't see yourself taking.

You don’t know why, but the reason is not important.

It is as if a set of conditions has been met. You are in a state of flow. Pure intentions, feelings, a state of excitement taking the risk.

Yet it doesn't feel like one.

It’s more like it’s thee right thing to do... the only thing you were meant to do at that exact moment.

Thoughts about the experience only arise after the event itself has passed, when you are back to the normal you.

These experiences aren't meant to be analyzed. Only to be taken in, observed, and felt with an open mind and self.

When strangers are brought together by something larger than life itself and are ready for the encounter, magic happens.

So much to learn: Life lessons, insights, the discovery of a piece of yourself you never knew existed, and the way it instantly changes you.

Maybe all the things you need to know and learn at that particular time in your life.

Now: The only reality

Yesterday is nothing but a remembrance - tomorrow but a dream.

This very moment right now is the only thing that ever exists.

The assertion of life’s impermanence could present itself in your tomorrow, robbing you of all dreams.

With the wisdom of this cosmic truth realized, making choices pure of intent, meaning, and without regrets are made definite.

Even in direst situations when choices seem nonexistent, there is still a choice of attitude with which to face any circumstance in a way that gives meaning to any difficulty.

Looking back on each day with contentment, knowing you have done your best, knowing you have truly lived.


Undefine me

No object defines me: Not on its own or in concert with any number.

My friends show the type of company I keep, but they are not who I am - or who I want to be.

It may be good; it may be sinful - and while it may be true - what others think of me doesn't  define who I am.

The intentions behind my actions and the things I connect with - shape my interaction in the present,

but it does not define me.

Why is there a need?

What purpose is served?