Attune To The Beauty

Be Ordinary, enough, Outstanding

In Your Field.

Till the soil, fertile, feed 

humbly unique lights as dung

rises the resilience in stronger stem,

bow, boughs, Until we gift our bearers

roots, shoots and leaves

a taste of succulence in eye scent

in wide open palettes, feeling

with dripping thanks, a fruit, full,

life

‘The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. 

It may look paradoxical to you, but it is not. 

It is an existential truth: only those persons who are capable of being alone 

are capable of love, of sharing, 

of going into the deepest core of the other person - 

without possessing the other, 

without becoming dependent on the other, 

without reducing the other to a thing, and 

without becoming addicted to the other.

 

They allow the other absolute freedom, 

because they know that if the other leaves, 

they will be as happy as they are now. 

Their happiness cannot be taken by the other, 

because it is not given by the other.

Then why do they want to be together? 

It is no longer a need; it is a luxury. 

Try to understand it. 

Real persons love each other as a luxury; it is not a need. 

They enjoy sharing: they have so much joy; 

they would like to pour it into somebody. 

And they know how to play their life as a solo instrument. 

The solo flute player knows how to enjoy his flute alone. 

And if he comes and finds a tabla player or a solo tabla player, 

they will enjoy being together and creating a harmony 

between the flute and the tabla. 

Both will enjoy it. 

They will both pour their richness into each other.’

Author: Osho

Couple's Fantasy

"One of the common things I hear when I speak with couples is an underlying fantasy that goes something like this:

by Matt Licata

“We’re supposed to feel connected all the time. And if we don’t, that is clear evidence that something is wrong with the relationship.”

While it isn’t always said (or felt) explicitly, this idea is often alive under the surface, playing out in chronic conflict and disappointment. In response, we try to figure out how we can always “feel connected,” subtly shaming and pathologizing the authenticity of our separateness and the truth that no feeling is permanent or vast enough to be the single representative of the relational field.

We lose touch with the reality that the beloved will make use of whatever energy (feeling, image, mood, sensation) it/ she/ he/ they must to remind us of how vast love is and of everything that longs for illumination within us.

The temple of intimacy is inherently provocative, contradictory, creative, and unresolvable and the attempt to maintain any consistent psychic state will inevitably lead us to resent or blame our partners if other “non-connected” feelings emerge, shame ourselves for not maintaining this consistency, or urgently scramble to find a new partner who “gets us” and we feel connected with all the time (for the first few months anyway).

The goal is not to feel connected all the time, but to end the trance of self-abandonment. To not deny, dissociate, shame, blame, and practice aggression towards other feelings that do not fit the cultural and spiritual fantasies we’ve accumulated along the way. To cultivate a conscious, curious, embodied, and compassionate relationship to the experience that we are both separate and connected.

To offer sanctuary for our partners to at times feel disconnected without pathologizing this state, without urgently scrambling to replace the actuality of their lived experience with some quality we fantasize they should have or need them to have to keep us out of a direct confrontation with some very shaky, vulnerable, and tender territory within us. To offer this same refuge for ourselves.
For it is this refuge that will allow us to feel safe enough to move closer to the Other in all its forms.

To honor and respect the unique temple that intimacy is, knowing it is not a partial place of worship, but one that is untamed and full-spectrum. To see that the beloved will at times show up as “feeling connected” and at other times “feeling separate” (and longing for connection). To reimagine this longing not as something for the other to resolve in us, but to illuminate and bring alive. This longing is not error or mistake, but high-voltage grace, a special gift from the beloved that is both glorious, penetrating, and achy.

Before we scramble to transcend, transform, or heal the feeling of disconnection and get tangled up in our habituated conclusions about what it means about ourselves and the relationship, turn toward it. Find the disconnected one in your images, fantasies, dreams, feelings, and in your body. Offer a home to this one. Listen to them. Hold them. Touch them. Allow them to reveal why they have come and the very valid role they play within the interactional field.

This “disconnection” is not pathology, it is portal. The vessel of relationship is majestic, subtle, and holy. It is a crucible which is vast enough to contain, hold, dance, and play within the shifting sands of “connection” and “disconnection,” each an arrow in the quiver of the beloved and each a unique portal into the mystery that arises at the intersection of self and Other."

The Thunder, Perfect Mind

I was sent forth from the power,

and I have come to those who reflect upon me,

and I have been found among those who seek after me.

Look upon me, you who reflect upon me,

and you hearers, hear me.

You who are waiting for me, take me to yourselves.

And do not banish me from your sight.

And do not make your voice hate me, nor your hearing.

Do not be ignorant of me anywhere or any time. Be on your guard!

Do not be ignorant of me.

For I am the first and the last.

I am the honored one and the scorned one.

I am the whore and the holy one.

I am the wife and the virgin.

I am <the mother> and the daughter.

I am the members of my mother.

I am the barren one

and many are her sons.

I am she whose wedding is great,

and I have not taken a husband.

I am the midwife and she who does not bear.

I am the solace of my labor pains.

I am the bride and the bridegroom,

and it is my husband who begot me.

I am the mother of my father

and the sister of my husband

and he is my offspring.

I am the slave of him who prepared me.

I am the ruler of my offspring.

But he is the one who begot me before the time on a birthday.

And he is my offspring in (due) time,

and my power is from him.

I am the staff of his power in his youth,

and he is the rod of my old age.

And whatever he wills happens to me.

I am the silence that is incomprehensible

and the idea whose remembrance is frequent.

I am the voice whose sound is manifold

and the word whose appearance is multiple.

I am the utterance of my name.

Why, you who hate me, do you love me,

and hate those who love me?

You who deny me, confess me,

and you who confess me, deny me.

You who tell the truth about me, lie about me,

and you who have lied about me, tell the truth about me.

You who know me, be ignorant of me,

and those who have not known me, let them know me.

For I am knowledge and ignorance.

I am shame and boldness.

I am shameless; I am ashamed.

I am strength and I am fear.

I am war and peace.

Give heed to me.

I am the one who is disgraced and the great one.

Give heed to my poverty and my wealth.

Do not be arrogant to me when I am cast out upon the earth,

and you will find me in those that are to come.

And do not look upon me on the dung-heap

nor go and leave me cast out,

and you will find me in the kingdoms.

And do not look upon me when I am cast out among those who

are disgraced and in the least places,

nor laugh at me.

And do not cast me out among those who are slain in violence.

But I, I am compassionate and I am cruel.

Be on your guard!

Do not hate my obedience

and do not love my self-control.

In my weakness, do not forsake me,

and do not be afraid of my power.

For why do you despise my fear

and curse my pride?

But I am she who exists in all fears

and strength in trembling.

I am she who is weak,

and I am well in a pleasant place.

I am senseless and I am wise.

Why have you hated me in your counsels?

For I shall be silent among those who are silent,

and I shall appear and speak,

Why then have you hated me, you Greeks?

Because I am a barbarian among the barbarians?

For I am the wisdom of the Greeks

and the knowledge of the barbarians.

I am the judgement of the Greeks and of the barbarians.

I am the one whose image is great in Egypt

and the one who has no image among the barbarians.

I am the one who has been hated everywhere

and who has been loved everywhere.

I am the one whom they call Life,

and you have called Death.

I am the one whom they call Law,

and you have called Lawlessness.

I am the one whom you have pursued,

and I am the one whom you have seized.

I am the one whom you have scattered,

and you have gathered me together.

I am the one before whom you have been ashamed,

and you have been shameless to me.

I am she who does not keep festival,

and I am she whose festivals are many.

I, I am godless,

and I am the one whose God is great.

I am the one whom you have reflected upon,

and you have scorned me.

I am unlearned,

and they learn from me.

I am the one that you have despised,

and you reflect upon me.

I am the one whom you have hidden from,

and you appear to me.

But whenever you hide yourselves,

I myself will appear.

For whenever you appear,

I myself will hide from you.

Those who have [...] to it [...] senselessly [...].

Take me [... understanding] from grief.

and take me to yourselves from understanding and grief.

And take me to yourselves from places that are ugly and in ruin,

and rob from those which are good even though in ugliness.

Out of shame, take me to yourselves shamelessly;

and out of shamelessness and shame,

upbraid my members in yourselves.

And come forward to me, you who know me

and you who know my members,

and establish the great ones among the small first creatures.

Come forward to childhood,

and do not despise it because it is small and it is little.

And do not turn away greatnesses in some parts from the smallnesses,

for the smallnesses are known from the greatnesses.

Why do you curse me and honor me?

You have wounded and you have had mercy.

Do not separate me from the first ones whom you have known.

And do not cast anyone out nor turn anyone away

[...] turn you away and [... know] him not.

[...].

What is mine [...].

I know the first ones and those after them know me.

But I am the mind of [...] and the rest of [...].

I am the knowledge of my inquiry,

and the finding of those who seek after me,

and the command of those who ask of me,

and the power of the powers in my knowledge

of the angels, who have been sent at my word,

and of gods in their seasons by my counsel,

and of spirits of every man who exists with me,

and of women who dwell within me.

I am the one who is honored, and who is praised,

and who is despised scornfully.

I am peace,

and war has come because of me.

And I am an alien and a citizen.

I am the substance and the one who has no substance.

Those who are without association with me are ignorant of me,

and those who are in my substance are the ones who know me.

Those who are close to me have been ignorant of me,

and those who are far away from me are the ones who have known me.

On the day when I am close to you, you are far away from me,

and on the day when I am far away from you, I am close to you.

[I am ...] within.

[I am ...] of the natures.

I am [...] of the creation of the spirits.

[...] request of the souls.

I am control and the uncontrollable.

I am the union and the dissolution.

I am the abiding and I am the dissolution.

I am the one below,

and they come up to me.

I am the judgment and the acquittal.

I, I am sinless,

and the root of sin derives from me.

I am lust in (outward) appearance,

and interior self-control exists within me.

I am the hearing which is attainable to everyone

and the speech which cannot be grasped.

I am a mute who does not speak,

and great is my multitude of words.

Hear me in gentleness, and learn of me in roughness.

I am she who cries out,

and I am cast forth upon the face of the earth.

I prepare the bread and my mind within.

I am the knowledge of my name.

I am the one who cries out,

and I listen.

I appear and [...] walk in [...] seal of my [...].

I am [...] the defense [...].

I am the one who is called Truth

and iniquity [...].

You honor me [...] and you whisper against me.

You who are vanquished, judge them (who vanquish you)

before they give judgment against you,

because the judge and partiality exist in you.

If you are condemned by this one, who will acquit you?

Or, if you are acquitted by him, who will be able to detain you?

For what is inside of you is what is outside of you,

and the one who fashions you on the outside

is the one who shaped the inside of you.

And what you see outside of you, you see inside of you;

it is visible and it is your garment.

Hear me, you hearers

and learn of my words, you who know me.

I am the hearing that is attainable to everything;

I am the speech that cannot be grasped.

I am the name of the sound

and the sound of the name.

I am the sign of the letter

and the designation of the division.

And I [...].

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[...] light [...].

[...] hearers [...] to you

[...] the great power.

And [...] will not move the name.

[...] to the one who created me.

And I will speak his name.

Look then at his words

and all the writings which have been completed.

Give heed then, you hearers

and you also, the angels and those who have been sent,

and you spirits who have arisen from the dead.

For I am the one who alone exists,

and I have no one who will judge me.

For many are the pleasant forms which exist in numerous sins,

and incontinencies,

and disgraceful passions,

and fleeting pleasures,

which (men) embrace until they become sober

and go up to their resting place.

And they will find me there,

and they will live,

and they will not die again.

The Nag Hammadi Library, a collection of thirteen ancient books (called "codices") containing over fifty texts, was discovered in upper Egypt in 1945. This immensely important discovery includes a large number of primary Gnostic scriptures – texts once thought to have been entirely destroyed during the early Christian struggle to define "orthodoxy"

Continue To Be Kind.

PAM YOUNGHANS from her North Point Astrology Journal says:

“The 29th degree of any sign is called a ‘critical degree.’

It is a point of transition, the last degree before the next sign begins.
“When an astrological event occurs at this degree, it emphasizes the completion of something.
“We have an enhanced awareness of what needs to be left behind so that a new beginning can be made…
“It is the climax of the lunar cycle, representing culmination and crisis…

“Because the Moon is in Libra, the sign that represents relationships and alliances, this is likely to be a crucial time in partnerships in all its forms— personal, business, and international. And, with Uranus and Eris activated, issues may erupt suddenly and forcefully.
“The Moon is fortified by being aligned with the fixed star Izar at the time of the Full Moon. 

Astrologer Roderick Kidston writes that:

‘There is a huge fund of enthusiasm streaming from Izar. It can be one of the warrior stars, either in the traditional sense or in the way of the spiritual warrior…
‘This star prospers Big Works. The greatest gift of Izar appears to be the ability to inspire other people, to infuse them, to give help and hope to the helpless and hopeless. The enthusiasm is infectious, a tonic to the weary or the weak.

‘Work as skillfully as you can with Izar’s bounding energy, find your own way to speak up and out, to connect and create, by living as abundantly and generously as you know how.’
“Izar’s involvement in the Full Moon speaks to the importance of connection with others, reminiscent of the North Node in Cancer.
“It emphasizes one of our current challenges, which is to see beyond fears and rigidity (South Node in Capricorn) and move into our hearts.”

“…We are in a crucial time in our evolution. Each of us must pay attention to how we are feeling, rather than suppressing or repressing our needs.
“We must find ways to release the pressure so that we can continue to be kind to ourselves and others.”

© Copyright 2019 ~PAM YOUNGHANS All Rights Reserved

Children, Teach Us well.

Pretty Printed Face
Stencilled Like a Lyre
Wash Me, Wash Me
Brows beaten
Stories Made, Bye Passe,
Maid Up by A Minion, Pillion,
riding, spreading,
Heavy dirt and grit and Grimes Fairy Tales
settles like a torrid son, Raze, burn, enflame...
So
settles as a Mumma Dear
Who, Who, Who,
Wounded
Like a wisened barking Owl
You, You, You
Eye, Eye, Eye,
Never wanted You, I,
To Come Home,
so instead, Eye Road, I Rode and
Indulged The Unwanted Prodigy
And Then Learned Slowly
As a High Drunken wanton, 
learned my repressive Life
Lessons Well.

IYTA

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