"For The Wild"

Eliminating all limitations with the help of the passage "not this, not this," one should realize the identity of the individual soul and the supreme self by means of the principal scriptural passages. #AdiShankaracharya #AdiShankara

— श्री Adi Shankaracharya (@ShriAdiShankara) June 29, 2024

"HEART GOSPEL" by BRYONIE WISE

“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.” ― Arundhati Roy

"When you open my ear, touch it gently. My mother’s voice lingers somewhere inside. Her voice is the echo that helps recover my equilibrium when I feel dizzy during my attentiveness. You may encounter songs in Arabic, poems in English I recite to myself, or a song I chant to the chirping birds in our backyard. When you stitch the cut, don’t forget to put all these back in my ear. Put them back in order as you would do with books on your shelf.” - Mosab Abu Toha Dear Human: Early summer days. Sunshine, quick rain storms. Sit with the dying; their families. Hands in dirt, sun on skin. Plant seeds: Baby's Breath, Sunflowers, Straw flower. Transplant Sweet William. Tomorrow, hopefully: marigolds. Watch kale, calendula, sage, beans and tomatoes become themselves. Slow pace to match Win-dog, as he slows his. Cut roses from the garden, place one in each room. Lean into longer conversations, wind all the way home. Fill pages with ink; soaked in grief, we are. Me, I am surprised by joy. Hummingbird visits, bunnies greet us in the stretch of evening light. Two hearts tilt the same direction. Season shifts, sediment rises. The water is rarely still. More or less could be found here, in the good light, if one were searching for something to hold onto, to keep going with, just as this missive took her time to find your eyes. Crafted in May, it took all the way until the end of June——almost July!——for the words to make their way to the surface, to find their way from heart through hands. Things take the time they take, and more so now, (and now, and now). Before we get there, to the next part (which is another here), a reminder for anyone and all: the hustle is so deeply embedded in our collective nervous system that much like writing, rest takes practice. I invite you to spend time in the coming days-weeks-months resting in as many curious and inventive ways as possible, without making it something to achieve. Our structure and instructions are borrowed from Entering Hibernation (a zine from For the Wild) and, as a bundle of poems serve as our reading material, I've altered the intro to reflect just that, ya dig?   As you take in these poems, I invite you to use this practice as an opportunity for rest, as a precursor for sleep, dreams, hibernations, park hangs with best mates and hammock breezes. Read what follows out of order, one word at a time, one line here, one line there. Read it in a way that brings ease: in a way that works for you. PREPARE YOUR SPACE FOR REST What do you need to be comfortable? Bring your tea, blankets, loved ones, journals, and more. Know, though, that all you need for rest is the safety and security of your own body. WRITE As you prepare to read, write down the feelings and thoughts that buzz through your head. Allow yourself to set the busyness aside for a moment. Perhaps you physically place the list away from you. CHECK IN Close your eyes. Take a moment to check in with your body. How are you feeling? If sleep calls, listen to it. A PRAYER Think of those for whom rest is evasive, those who must remain vigilant, those who rest has been sacrificed for others' "prosperity." Offer a prayer for the rest of the world. CONSIDER Consider what it means to be awake. What exists in the "in-between" moment of rest and wakefulness? REST As you drift off to rest, ease your mind away from the worries of the day. Time is expansive. You will have space for it all. GRATITUDE Thank your body for all that it does, for all that it bears, for the space it provides you.    What I Will BY SUHEIR HAMMADBY  I will not dance to your war drum. I will not lend my soul nor my bones to your war drum. I will not dance to your beating. I know that beat. It is lifeless. I know intimately that skin you are hitting. It was alive once hunted stolen stretched. I will not dance to your drummed up war. I will not pop spin beak for you. I will not hate for you or even hate you. I will not kill for you. Especially I will not die for you. I will not mourn the dead with murder nor suicide. I will not side with you nor dance to bombs because everyone else is dancing. Everyone can be wrong. Life is a right not collateral or casual. I will not forget where I come from. I will craft my own drum. Gather my beloved near and our chanting will be dancing. Our humming will be drumming. I will not be played. I will not lend my name nor my rhythm to your beat. I will dance and resist and dance and persist and dance. This heartbeat is louder than death. Your war drum ain’t louder than this breath.     You Came with Shells BY JUNE JORDAN You came with shells. And left them: shells. They lay beautiful on the table. Now they lie on my desk peculiar extraordinary under 60 watts. This morning I disturb I destroy the window (and its light) by moving my feet in the water. There. It’s gone. Last night the moon ranged from the left to the right side of the windshield. Only white lines on a road strike me as reasonable but nevertheless and too often we slow down for the fog. I was going to say a natural environment means this or I was going to say we remain out of our element or sometimes you can get away completely but the shells will tell about the howling and the loss   Our Father, Big Chief in Heaven BY SANDRA CISNEROS Stretch our hearts ample as a yawn, so we might accommodate the double  wide trailer of our neightbor's grief and, by comparison, feel gratitude for our own.   When the World as We Knew It Ended BY JOY HARJO We were dreaming on an occupied island at the farthest edge of a trembling nation when it went down. Two towers rose up from the east island of commerce and touched the sky. Men walked on the moon. Oil was sucked dry by two brothers. Then it went down. Swallowed by a fire dragon, by oil and fear. Eaten whole. It was coming. We had been watching since the eve of the missionaries in their long and solemn clothes, to see what would happen. We saw it from the kitchen window over the sink as we made coffee, cooked rice and potatoes, enough for an army. We saw it all, as we changed diapers and fed the babies. We saw it, through the branches of the knowledgeable tree through the snags of stars, through the sun and storms from our knees as we bathed and washed the floors. The conference of the birds warned us, as they flew over destroyers in the harbor, parked there since the first takeover. It was by their song and talk we knew when to rise when to look out the window to the commotion going on— the magnetic field thrown off by grief. We heard it. The racket in every corner of the world. As the hunger for war rose up in those who would steal to be president to be king or emperor, to own the trees, stones, and everything else that moved about the earth, inside the earth and above it. We knew it was coming, tasted the winds who gathered intelligence from each leaf and flower, from every mountain, sea and desert, from every prayer and song all over this tiny universe floating in the skies of infinite being. And then it was over, this world we had grown to love for its sweet grasses, for the many-colored horses and fishes, for the shimmering possibilities while dreaming. But then there were the seeds to plant and the babies who needed milk and comforting, and someone picked up a guitar or ukulele from the rubble and began to sing about the light flutter the kick beneath the skin of the earth we felt there, beneath us a warm animal a song being born between the legs of her; a poem. In all of my dreams,  the words I love you BY HANIF ABDURRAQIB   sound like they are being spoken underwater. the interviewer asks if I have come to any new conclusions about the titanic. I think dying afraid is treason against your lone, cherished life. a disaster of terrible hours masked by occasional miracle. but I am speaking for myself, I say. I want time to fall in love with my endings before I take their hand. a halo of orange stains my cheek. A smattering of lipstick before a door closes & never opens again. I look up & it is dark before I can ask forgiveness for not loving the occasional miracle of light. at the dawn of dying, a man told me it wasn’t the entirety of his living that flashed before him. only the softest, prettiest moment on an endless loop in every dream & he said to wake up from that, each morning, & still be here was another kind of death. the interviewer asks if I know how to swim. I cannot see water from where I  l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶ live, so I don’t believe it can touch me. ‍ the story is there were people aboard the ship who would have survived if they believed the ship was sinking. invincible beings on an invincible vessel. but I ask who is in charge of setting the distance between knowing you will die & not wanting to. from far enough out, it is impossible to tell where the sky ends & the water begins, a child might say, a finger hanging over the sand-struck edge of the world. what strange architecture, the illusion between heavens. darkness mothers darkness which mothers myth. any good executioner knows this. an iceberg finds paradise in the yawning black, its bladed edges looking, perhaps, from afar, like stars strung across another doorway to another unromantic night. the interviewer asks if I know how to swim. I love the thrill of waking ‍ from a nightmare, evicted from the hell of my mind’s own making & thrown back, gasping, into a moment of gratitude thin as the thread that barricades the door between love and anguish. a half-minute to praise the hauntings, the illusions that would rather me dead. but would you believe the bed is still ‍ empty, despite the good news. I apologize to the absence until I envy my dead pal, who died a new death each morning when he was torn from his long-gone beloved. who, in his dream, danced with him in their first house & sung darling, you send me / I know you send me into his ear & I haven’t loved anyone enough to want to run, screaming their name through God’s hallways. I haven’t loved anyone who visits me while I sleep & die & die again. the interviewer has my hand in their hand now & they ask me if I’d like to learn. they tell me it’s only as cold as I imagine it to be. I’m sorry. I am always doing this. we began somewhere else. I know we are here to talk about drowning, but what if we never  ‍ find each other in the afterlife. if we arrive with a memory of love, a sweetness that took its leave upon our earthly exit. what if even in heaven, we are meant to wander, lonely as an iceberg floating between a lie & the truth. wouldn’t you want to stay a little longer? The child standing on the shoreline understands this. means to say that there is no difference between the suffering. heaven, another kind of drowning. I would be among those who were called disbelievers. I would find a place to watch the sky while the ship curled upwards like a wicked grin. I need a moment to fall in love with my endings. I know, it will be over soon. forgive me for holding on. I am too afraid there is nothing on the other side. God fashions a door & you spend eternity walking through, only to find another door. God invents an echo of longing for all of us in the end. the interviewer asks if I know that the flowers I’ve been holding are dead. When I look down, I wake up. A parade of rose petals spiral from under my tongue, each one covered in ice.     Poem of the One World BY MARY OLIVER This morning the beautiful white heron was floating along above the water and then into the sky of this the one world we all belong to where everything sooner or later is a part of everything else which thought made me feel for a little while quite beautiful myself.   Autofiction BY BILLY-RAY BELCOURT  How we exist in the world depends on how we describe it. Have I always been in the world? No, I've been autumn in the middle of August. I've been the wind as well as the tamarack tree second after its final needles drop.  Don't tell anyone, but I'm happiest  when my life feels like autofiction. In Alberta, the twentieth century never ended. We are all subjects of the the twentieth century, I say to a man I just met on the internet.  It sounds like a riddle for which the answer is a body. Every winter, I take pictures of the snow because the snow reminds me of my impermanence. Mostly, I want to be undone without being ruined. An NDN truth? The present is as beautiful as it is brutal. With love, B. For your ears

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eXPLORE uNIVERSAL cONSCIOUSNESS . . . from LOVE not FOR love.

The high tech era has brought greater outer powers, but still lacks the science of Consciousness India's yogic traditions provide. We are missing the real goal of civilization which is not dominating the outer world but exploring the inner world of Universal Consciousness.

— Dr David Frawley (@davidfrawleyved) June 30, 2024

nothing and no one can stop you when you’re on the frequency of love.

— 𝚘𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𓆗 (@yearofthepoets) June 28, 2024

I let go of everything not divinely designed for me, and the perfect plan of my life now comes to pass.

— Florence Scovel Shinn

— Unlock God Mode (@unlockgodmode) June 29, 2024

Aligned HAPPINESS for No Attached Reasons Consciousness Walking Each Other Home

FRESH FLOWING JOY & CONNECTED

MOMENT TO MOMENT 

RIGHT NOW 

FRESH Energy Simply WITNESSES More 

FRESH ENERGY SIMPLY LISTENS TO THE SUBTLE 

Pay BEST ATTENTION 

Nuanced Subtle A Shared Finer Refinement 

Join Your Own Dots . . . 

THERE ARE NO COINCIDENCES 

“Oh there you are, I was waiting for you…” 

Once we realise 

There is NOTHING to realise! 

Self Care Recipe

Let Go & Let God Lighten Up!

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Know What You Deserve.

sow fresh seeds

share that kindness

support life lovers

be in awe more

aligned and kind

open and potent 

committed compassionate considerate

give us this day our daily bread

gratitude grows in contentment

from love NOT for love

rest, restore, reflect, rise and repeat. 

pay attention be astonished 

spontaneous be in the moment

equity, equality, equanimity, excellence, erudite all the ease and grace

why so serious? unless it is... lighten UP

laugh louder wild NOT feral 

smile gently, wild NOT feral, 

consciousness, wild NOT feral, 

a feral energy is domesticated, tepid, tired and dangerously cornered caged 

a feral animal is harsh and biting spitting ripping over reacting survival do whatever

a feral animal is rabid with rabies and cornered cahed out of it's natural state. 

a feral animal is a trained trapped tethered animal a circus monkey a caged lion

a feral animal is cornered living as fear 

a feral animal panics, stressed out with a dis integrated far from natural whole calm ego

a feral animal is tormented harsh and blunt and sharp unpredictable and often violent 

a feral animal is in it for what they can extract, sly as a fox, as attached as a leech, 

a feral animal is noisy and nosy and domineering and a killer of true natured wild life 

a feral animal is a mongrel breed a cross bred an inter bred NOT at all wild and natural. 

a feral animal will indiscrimately take and mate and kill and extract to survive

a feral animal is NOT worth investing in as if you lie down you may only catch fleas or rabies. 

a feral animal is extractive like a bulldozer clear felling for a matchstick. 

a feral animal is often found hunting for shallow killings at the stock markets. 

a feral aniimal will rape and pillage and invade and colonise and 

a feral animal will eventually take over the wild space as an introduced noxious weed 

a feral animal will convert anyone they preceive as convertable. Watch out or the ferals will fuck ewe too... 

a feral animal will dominate harshly and take over by eliminating the natural indigenous wild life. 

wild is NOT feral

so simply be aware wild life lovers 

connect to a wild partner FROM love

NOT attach to a feral project FOR love

why put up with feral when wild is where real life is at... 

Open House Open Minds Open Hearts One Sun Day Ceases The Reaching

Stop seeking outside

Stop attaching to projects 

Stop attaching to less than you are and less than you deserve.

Cease reaching externally for attachments of Validation, Security, or Love.

These are gifts we already all are.

Once we realise.

These are your responsibility. 

To realise. To create. To Be and embody them.

Self love, self security, self validation.

In whatever valued forms you choose to create them.

Firstly.
Self love?

How do you actually do this? 

Moment to moment?

Self Care, Self Kindness, Self Consideration?

The way you actually speak of your self?

Once we realise we already are The One Undivided Consciousness
the Self is realised simply.

We already ARE the consciousness,
we already are our own true nature,
we already ARE The Truth of Self.

our mission if we choose to accept it...

is to simply, gently, tenderly, fiercely, 

moment to moment,

let go of all that we are not.

Unmask, unravel, 

come completely undone like a seed unfurling,

lit from within, we simply emerge,
in each infitesimal, minute
moment.

And how do we actually BE this?
Be who we already ARE?

The consciousness revealed, 

the consciousness ALREADY whole 

and total and full and absolute?

One Creature In One Creation?

Every sentient Being as the consciousness already.
No force, no seeking, no path, no journey, no reaching, no ritual, no practices,
(of course IF you need daily unharmful reminders of who we all already are, please do so...)

Simply Be
relax, nothing is under control

learn and relax and surrender, 

give it ALL up and simply be your own best self,
learn and let go and surrender 

to be without conditional labels and attachments,

learn and observe and witness and be 

without inner anxieties and attachments

Simply Be
AS consciousness, 

AS True Nature, 

AS who we already are,

why chase or seek or reach for endless "healings" or "growth" or "purpose"?

The only real ignorance is to remove ALL that we are not, 

remove the harsh, unreceptive, unlistening, insecure, limiting shields 

Get out from BEHIND those masks

of who we already ARE

drop the masks
of not yet REALISING The Truth of Self is already YOURS! 

no effort no rituals no practices

to Be The Consciousness. 

Especially when WE ALL already are 

THE ONE UNIVERSAL TRUTH.

no convoluted messy repetitive seeking 

or reaching or attachment is needed

simply let go all that you are NOT. 

UNMASK COME COMPLETELY UNDONE

SIMPLY drop the noisy nosy 

NEED TO KNOW

self righteous self ignorant 

LANE SPLITTING projections,

let go of insipid people pleasing,
let go of pollyanna perfectionism,
let go of stuck, staid, old boy pasts 

and old wives tales of fussy procrastination

let go of counterfeit empathy, 

a messy sucked in swamp 

of indiscriminate feelings 

that are NOT even yours

Know where YOUR energetic boundaries 

start and finish.

Trust others to realise their own back,
Trust THEM to actually realise 

who they really are at their rock solid unwavering, 

unchanging, unadulterated core.

Consciousness could NOT be any simpler

ONCE we drop all that we are not. 

This is the inner quiet thunder of a focussed reserved courage, 

not attention seeking

not insecure

not attached to "thinking" you know

not noisy nosy anxiously worrying

not people pleasing perfectly procrastinating

Instead

a reserved realisation of

QUIET THUNDER

already FULL of self love to overflowing.

Enough IS enough. 

without ONE god damned point to prove to no udder mudda ducker... quack quack...   

This is the inner authentic core valued bravery, 

already TOTAL and immutably solid.

Consciousness. 

simplest thing on earth

most common thing on earth

most ordinary thing on earth

consciousness is EVERYWHERE once we realise

there is NOTHING to realise. 

This is the inner fiercely surrendered 

self contained warrior, 

already WHOLE and immutably present

Why so serious? unless it is... 

so simply LIGHTEN UP

and to lighten UP, 

we simply and gently and tenderly and fiercely (NOT insipidly or harshly) 

we peel off and remove the shields and masks and facades and untruths

all those inherited programs and 

people pleasing societal conditions and 

boring attached beliefs and 

external expert labels

get rid of all that muck and crap and facade of fake fake fake

LIGHTEN UP LET GO 

we UNATTACH and let go 

of less ons learned and now 

moved on from. 

From LOVE not for love 

is the strongest simplest unwavering unchanging thing in the universe

as is consciousness. 

Funny that? 

From LOVE must be consciousness

Consciousness MUST be from love. 

And those two mudda duckers are strong and wise and funny as fire trucks... 

never brake... 

love NEVER Breaks, if it is a condition of who YOU actually are

consciousness NEVER breaks, if it is who you realise YOU already are

If it breaks, it was NEVER love (or consciousness...) to begin with

If it ceases to be, it was never LOVE to begin with, 

Relating FOR lust may break 

Relating for convenience or comfort and transactional kindness may break

Relating FOR rubbing two dis integrated far from whole egos up against one another for a friction causing CONFLICT and hedonistic pleasure, may break

Relating MAY break, relating may end, relating may contain conflict 

From a full LOVE as consciousness NEVER breaks. 

LOVE as the reality of consciousness NEVER goes away and never diminishes. 

So simply be The Love. As consciousness. 

Share and Create The Love. AS consciousness. 

Every Little Thing is gunna be (is already) alright. As consciousness. 

Once we ditch and discard and drop 

any remaining attached beliefs or attached projects 

Drop the self medicated suppressive, limiting, anxious, boring "thinkers" 

Let The Insecure attention seeking be

Let the staid stuck boring attached wah wah noisy nosy be

Let all those people pleasing perfectionism projections BE. 
It is all OK, all included, not agree, 

once we accept NOT agree 

once we include, not agree, 

FROM LOVE. (not for love) 

as unwavering unchanging consciousness. 

enough is enough

we simply ask in reflection

"Is this fully conscious choice supporting my highest good?"

and if it's NOT supporting YOUR evolution? 

why do that...

and IF your choice is NOT supporting YOUR return to who you've always been? 

why do that...

and if YOUR choices of living a LESS than FULL FILLED life and calling it living? 

why do that...

why do anything in self ignorance that takes you further away from True Nature?

why reach hard for external validations
or seek external attachments that drain them
or steal energy from external sources
and prop up self ignorance,  

leak leak leak an insecure lack of self esteem 

by blaming all those "others" 

over there....

you know the self ignorant ones 

who can't calmly abide in self knowledge

still attached to drama and crisis and chaos 

as their "normal" central nervous system

still unaware that a 

strong and consistent,
calm and considerate,
kind and aligned 

ENERGY is actually 

consciousness IN practice.

And IT is already who we all are.
So how do you practically demonstrate 

and share and actualise that consciousness?

How do YOu show up real and strong and consistent? 

As The Consciousness?

How do you show up calm and listening and receptive? 

As the Consciousness?

How do you show up considerate and kind and aligned? 

As the Consciousness?

NON projecting and
NON afflicted and
NON addicted and
NON externally mind labelled and
NON energetic leaky and
NON indiscriminately over sharing and
NON dribbling and non doofus and non dickheadedness and

NON over sharing inherited attachments like limiting ingrained racist opinions and 

NON dribbling self ignorant attached limiting misogynistic mates rates wah wah bullshit and 

NON dribbling attached insecure (wo)mansplaining and

NON secure small balled loud vacuous my way or the highway might is right...

dribbling limiting attached over sharing people pleasing insipid wishy washy shallow thinking,

minimalism is more difficcult to misquote

 so save and use your spells and words wisely  

to cast a spell and release a word is to share reality

once released

THERE is no turning back. 
In reality
NO ONE has got any idea 

what is about to happen 

where LIFE only takes PLACE,

This one minute moment IS life. 
Not anxiously trying hard to control The Future.

This ONE infitessimal all encompassing moment of now,
Not staid stuck depressed and living attached to the past.
NOT attached to assuming you know someone from
hearsay and gossip and second hand make believe of waaaaay back then...

people are only people right now, 

freshen up, do not assume.

energy is only energy right now, 

lighten up, do not assume.

reality is only reality right now, 

let go and let go and let go, 

do not assume.

do not attach to someone from a past life 

or 5 minutes ago

instead connect heart to heart and flow as THE love and THE consciousness.

Be both for they are one and the same. 

if anyone still needs to attach to labels and attach to rituals and attach to practices

of anything external

let them be, 

see them

hear them

let them, 

believe them.

love them

(but these attachments are NOT who they really are)   

Consciouness is the ONE common simple ordinary thing

if anyone needs to attach to afflictions and "external confidence boosters", 

to lighten up and de stress, 

from the facades, 

let them.

if anyone needs to attach to a non harmful "bottle" or pacifier 

or attach to a swipe right lonely you'll do adolescent crutch 

or attach to bangs and bongs and gold digging fast bucks 

or attach to rituals or practices because of a lack of self knoledge and self esteem

and a still a self ignorant rampant facade of insecurity, 

love them EVEN more and 

let them BE

Karma comes and reminds us all of The One Truth. 

Consciousness 

to let go all we are not so YOUR true light can shine. 

Let people be exactly as they are.
Karma never loses an address.
Patience reveals all.

If it deserves to be destroyed by The Truth, it will be, so be it.

and what is The Truth, 

NOT a truth, the truth.
Consciousness is The One
Consciousness is ONE Creature in ONE Creation CREATED by ONE Creator.
Consciousness is Immutable
Consciousness is unwavering, unchanging, rock solid and common.
Consciousness is Infinite, Eternal, Ordinary, Everywhere and 

The One Simple Truth that we all already are.

Why remain ignorant of your True Nature, consciousness, your own birth rite?
So simply Let each person and each moment be exactly as it is.
Accept NOT agree.
Include NOT agree.
Align NOT agree.
Flow NOT agree.
Understanding is over rated.
If it is beyond a current comprehension, 

simply let it be.

If one does NOT have room to receive or listen 

simply let it be.   

KIndly or not 

Karma comes a gain and a gain to those who deserve The Repeat Less Ons.
truth serums and addictions and
people stay in perpetual crisis and drama and chaos and MAY one day possibly realise

they create their reality

attached to shallow superficial bimbo ditzy doozy floozy 

social media high light reel images and

attached to judging others threw a limited inherited myopic lens
a split externally labelled fractured mind 

So from one whole from love is 

(as is consciousness)
NON people pleasing 

NON perfectionist 

NON procrastinator 

NON counterfeit empath
NON leaky insipid try hard

attached and running on fear of missing out,
attached to the fear of the unknown,
attached to the fear of the light, whilst stars shine brightest in the dark...
attached and on high alert or the bottle or bong or bullshit drama and crisis and chaos

CONSCIOUSNESS from love 

accepts a full projecting energy draining gunked up 

BUT does NOT agree with or wants to be with that energy vortex 

accepts a non harmful range of diversity

BUT may NOT agree 
CONSCIOUSNESS 

ACCEPTS non harmful differances and inclusions 

BUT DOES NOT agree. 

Those desperate will hang on tightly to less than projects 

and then wonder why conflict comes far too often? 

Joy is your birthrite, right?
to be their OWN simple. common, ordinary, everywhere
consciousness
as you realise yours.
Let others arrive in their own time. 

Do NOT be a leaky fractured mind split wishy washy
lost in living an attached half life and calling it living?

let go all the masks and charades and facades and
All included and all accepted, just NOT all agreed.

Be simple, Be common, Be ordinary, Be everywhere.
Unattach from Projections and assumptions and limited biased myopic lenses.
Unattach from conditional limitations, those that no longer serve.
Unattach from and let go of what no longer is in your highest good. 

Let go of that harsh, hard, outer protective sharp husk.

Let go of bitter biting limiting racist jealousy
Let go of insecure mansplaining 

Simplify. SELF Validate and realise your own True Nature,
Simplify and SELF Validate and return to who you have always been. 
Support and align with those who realise The Truth and Love and Connection

Is already theirs.   

AS The One True Nature
AS The Self.
Be secure in your own Self Knowledge, 

True Nature, One Whole Undivided Self.

From Love, NOT For Love. 

Already enough is enough.

You already are The Consciousness, 

not confusion. 

Once you drop everything you are not.

You already are everything you already need. 

Once you realise, 

There Is Nothing To Realise.

ONE full complete circle, 

no cracks, no convolution, no enmeshment, no enabling, no entitlement.

one simple atom without confusion or wounds or baggage, 

like attracts like simply connect with an equal.

What is for you arrives in the consciousness of clarity, 

not the attachment of confusion.

From love not for love.
What is for you arrives as the consciousness of character;
consideration, compassion, kindness, unwavering, 

rock solid character within core values

connection NOT attachment.
You Have a Treasure Within that is Infinitely Greater than Anything the World Can Offer.
Who are you before The World Told Your Who To Be?
simple common ordinary everywhere,
Consciousness
connected

from love NOT for love, 

as and to The One Absolute Truth of Self. 

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“The Universe contains three things that cannot be destroyed; 

Being, Awareness and LOVE” 

~Deepak Chopra

Co Creating Rising Building Fresh Memories

Everything is a phase.
Day to Day. Moment to Moment. Season to Season. 

Simply Attune To The Flowing Beauty.

 
The least supportive choice you can make is to base your unwavering identity of Self 

on one of your beautiful transitory phases. 

The changing wavering conditional you, is NOT your consciousness. 

It is a shifting phase. From love NOT for love. 

The unchanging, unwavering unconditional you is YOUR consciousness. 

It is NOT a phase. From love, NOT for love. 

Both The changing Phases of YOU 

AND 

The unwavering rock solid YOU 

ARE needed to create ONE whole True Nature. 

And What is THE ONE commonality? 

In BOTH the change and the non change? 

in BOTH the wavering and the unwavering?

In BOTH the conditional and the unconditional?

From Love NOT for love. 

Enough IS enough. 

That is THE one simple, common, ordinary EVERYWHERE comonality in ONE universal creature. 

AND you already ARE that. 

All we need to do is drop and let go of all we are NOT. Lighten UP. 

Get rid of the facades and masks and stop playing control freak charades with YOUR own Self. Lighten UP. 

Simply realise there is NOTHING to realise. Lighten UP. 

Enough IS enough. Lighten UP. 

Be here now, unveiled and unmasked and raw and naked and NOT certain of a GOD damned THING. 

That is who we all are, IF we are already The Embodied TRUTH. 

No idea WHAT is about to happen. 

No fancy smanchy intellectual mind attachments THINKING you know

when IN reality NO ONE does... 

Only control freaks attach to THINKing they know or assume they know or attach to thinking HOW they have pre programmed IT in their head... anxious, pre planning, pre meditated, assumed, attached. 

whereas reality is far far simpler Than that. 

You may get trapped in a period of your life that no longer exists.

You may attach to job titles or roles or positions or names or parenting or playing a game of follow The Loudest Noisiest External Conditioner who "steals" your attention.

The media, church, school, society, parents, partners, children, anything external and conditional MAY suck ewe inn to their lair and attach you into compliance with NLP conditioning. 

You may get stuck in a rut of attaching to "thinking" this changing wavering individual personality is actually consciousness. These are just passing phases and are NOT the real Self.
This is why most people are simply IGNORANT of themselves.
The unwavering Self. The rock solid core essence of Self. The immutable, non negatable Self.
This is The ONE simple, common, ordinary and everywhere of "consciousness". The Real Self.
Those who keep chasing a memory of themselves.
Remain ignorant of true nature.
Their own. .
Those who attach to conditional labels and identify as external titles.
Remain ignorant of true nature.
Their own.
Those who attach to "thinking" societal roles and jobs and careers ARE the truth of Self.
And yet remain ignorant of The Simplest Thing On Earth.
True Nature.
Their own.
Any attached THINKing that is the real Self. Remain ignorant of Self.
Let it all go, and let yourself grow.
Let all attachments go, and let YOUR true nature, shine.


I respect those who can reveal and be raw and tender and fierce and drop all that they are NOT.
Stop assuming, stop performing, stop projecting, stop lying, stop chasing.
Just.
Stop.
It.
Put any harmful split egoic pride aside,
simply connect and sincerely UNCONDITIONALLY apologize as needed, and
THEN actually change any limiting or controlling behaviour
to show that you are paying attaention.
To YOUR own growth.
To your own consciousness.


This simple spacious non violent communication reveals awareness, accountability, and emotional maturity and is magnetically attractive af

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ONE DORMANT STATIONARY CRANE 
ONE FLOWERING FLOWING ARCH ANGEL 

THAT WAS THEN 1982
UTS BACHELOR OF BUSINESS
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INNER SANCTUM 
A DESERTED BOARDED UP
EX DEPARTMENT STORE 
AWESOME MEMORIES OF ONE
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WHEN WE SHOULDA BEEN STUDYING 
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