Jonathan Livingston Seagull

“They are saying in the Flock that if you are not the Son of the Great Gull Himself”, Fletcher told Jonathan one morning after Advanced Speed Practice, “then you are a thousand years ahead of your time.”
Jonathan sighed. The price of being misunderstood he thought. They call you devil or they call you god. “What do you think, Fletch? Are we ahead of our time?”
A long silence, “Well, this kind of flying has always been here to be learned by anyone who wanted to discover it; that’s got nothing to do with time. We’re ahead of the fashion, maybe. Ahead of the way that most gulls fly.”“That’s something,” Jonathan said, rolling to glide inverted for a while. “That’s not half as bad as being ahead of our time”.
Richard Bach
Jonathan Livingston Seagull

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Saturday, December 16, 2017

I Am Bliss

I Am Bliss,
I Am Desire,
I Am Love.

This Bliss is Me,
This Desire is Me,
This Love is Me.

I am sewn into your bed sheets.

And I weave my way,

Into your heart.

Sunday, December 10, 2017

Watching Words in the Water

The Words come and go,
As I watch the water flow.

What it is to grow,
To reach up,
To stretch and 
To be seen.

To remain alert,
But all the while serene.

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

The Golden Light of Home

In the evening,
We walk the fields of our dreams,
In the bright golden light.

You show me the way home, 
We're hand in hand,
At each other's side.

And now my heart is aching,
In the early morning silence,
So near yet so far away.

I looked and looked,
I tried and tried,
And rarely got it right.

Little did I know,
All along it was you,
Hiding at home,
Who was wishing for flight.

And now finally you appear,
A shining star in my night,
A beautiful sight.

I'm breaking in two,
Because we're so far apart,
But you're always with me,
Here in my heart.

We're making a new start,
Now those stars are aligned,
I'm amazed at how they shine.

You've lit a spark in me again,
A light that I thought had gone out,
I'm whole again,
You're healing my broken heart.

Thursday, May 19, 2016

Acting with integrity

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The universe can only support us fully when we act with integrity.

The universe is fundamentally based on ethical and moral codes, which are developmental / evolutionary - not fixed, but which are essential for the cohesive integration and harmony of the whole system.

Coherence within freedom is integrity - integration.

When we are integrated (acting with integrity) within ourselves we are in harmony with the universe. 

We are parts of that harmonious whole. It supports us and we contribute to it. 

This is when the synchronicities / meaningful coincidences occur as we flow with that greater intelligence.

Friday, March 4, 2016

Insights From a Silent Pilgrimage

A complete rainbow at the summit of the hill. 
On one side sun, on the other rain. 
The rainbow at the boundary between light and shadow.

"The deeds and sufferings of light". 

The woods battered by the weather, 
Trees with limbs missing and some fallen and broken. 

The scars of their experience. 

Nature just accepts and transforms the scars into new beauty. 

We also have our scars as we journey and gain new experience. 

The scars are the records of our life's pilgrimage - ever transforming, ever changing,
Transient like that rainbow, but leaving a record etched on our souls.

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Thursday, March 3, 2016

Growth in the pain

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There is growth in the pain....

The oak seed shoot has to smash the acorn open to become a tree.

Living the journey into meaning

We start where we are......

Living the journey into meaning......

Meaning the journey in the living......

......Journeying the meaning in the living. 

We start as 'no-things'/'know-things'. 

We begin in the potential of possibilities. But we may also come with fear and lack of faith. We may try to push into the matter, where there is a resistance, which comes from past hurts. And the scars still show on our hardened and shadowed skins. 

The light is at the hub in our hearts. The light will speak as it radiates out to that permeable rim. And even then the shadows may synergise with that light to create the rainbow colours, which portray the full spectrum of who we are. 

When we start with meaning, it matters. The journey evolves of its own accord and the action comes at the appropriate time in the right way.

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