Hanging with my friend WT at one of our (Austin) local cigar shops. Here are a few random snapshots of the place and people.
I'm not saying I understand all this, but it sure looks interesting. Check out this article: http://m.gizmodo.com/site?t=t1llqpuAuCHTLuA2yqIR0A&sid=gizmodoip
Sitting still.
Gazing into the action of self in motion.
The flitting about to and fro---
The movement of the energy of thought as a butterfly lighting about upon one fascination after another measured in nano-seconds. Amazing.
Realization comes only after the action--the recognition of the internal universe--self-- in motion. Beautiful fluidity.
Allowance of awareness unencumbered lends to an experience of peace. Peace that is not 'sought' but comes because It Can. Because the pH of the spirit-mind is just right. You can open the window to invite the wind, but you cannot force it to come through.
Just like love, peace cannot be forced. It doesn't mean that in our forgetfulness that we do not sometimes try.
Looking within the answers rise to the surface when the spirit/mind/heart is just so. When greed, control, and desire are absent. When there is true innocence, then those Roses ARE.
A lot of energy is spent in the manipulation of What Is in order to get what one wants. Perhaps the common equation is backwards. Perhaps to really be fulfilled takes place through agenda-less investigation of What Is both within oneself and without sans the contortive twist that our minds wish to place upon the facets of our experiential reality due to our wants and desires.
Awareness with lightness seems to be key. Awareness with 'the judge' tagging along with free commentary in the background never even gets off the ground---way too harsh and heavy. That kind of awareness is ill fated and therefore dies out quickly as it is too heavy to survive.
Awareness requires freedom to operate. Awareness requires oxygen. Awareness requires a lightness of being. Can any sense of awareness of self be maintained if one feels compulsed to change what one sees at every turn?? Freedom and love must be present in order for real awareness to live.
Looking within. The answers are there if one discovers How to look, but there is a beauty in that 'how' because it is living and therefore you cannot find it in a book. One says to oneself, "I have been there before. I have experienced that Beauty." However, when one goes back with the map that one used before one finds that the location has shifted, and such it is with Living States of Beauty that cannot be owned, tricked, swindled or decieved by any manipulation of the mind of man. THAT to me is astounding. The Purity of the truth of that is So Beautiful. All the true virtues hang out together and are Interlinked, so that when this innocence of Being brings you into contact with The Power called Love, then Peace, Light, and Joy are also there in the same space of energy. Not the falsettos,...oh no.....the Real. When there is this there is light inside. En-Light.
"Love is a rose, but you better not pick it.
It only grows when its on the vine.
A hand full of thorns and you know you've missed it.
Lose your love when you say the word 'mine'."
-L. Ronstadt
Gazing into the action of self in motion.
The flitting about to and fro---
The movement of the energy of thought as a butterfly lighting about upon one fascination after another measured in nano-seconds. Amazing.
Realization comes only after the action--the recognition of the internal universe--self-- in motion. Beautiful fluidity.
Allowance of awareness unencumbered lends to an experience of peace. Peace that is not 'sought' but comes because It Can. Because the pH of the spirit-mind is just right. You can open the window to invite the wind, but you cannot force it to come through.
Just like love, peace cannot be forced. It doesn't mean that in our forgetfulness that we do not sometimes try.
Looking within the answers rise to the surface when the spirit/mind/heart is just so. When greed, control, and desire are absent. When there is true innocence, then those Roses ARE.
A lot of energy is spent in the manipulation of What Is in order to get what one wants. Perhaps the common equation is backwards. Perhaps to really be fulfilled takes place through agenda-less investigation of What Is both within oneself and without sans the contortive twist that our minds wish to place upon the facets of our experiential reality due to our wants and desires.
Awareness with lightness seems to be key. Awareness with 'the judge' tagging along with free commentary in the background never even gets off the ground---way too harsh and heavy. That kind of awareness is ill fated and therefore dies out quickly as it is too heavy to survive.
Awareness requires freedom to operate. Awareness requires oxygen. Awareness requires a lightness of being. Can any sense of awareness of self be maintained if one feels compulsed to change what one sees at every turn?? Freedom and love must be present in order for real awareness to live.
Looking within. The answers are there if one discovers How to look, but there is a beauty in that 'how' because it is living and therefore you cannot find it in a book. One says to oneself, "I have been there before. I have experienced that Beauty." However, when one goes back with the map that one used before one finds that the location has shifted, and such it is with Living States of Beauty that cannot be owned, tricked, swindled or decieved by any manipulation of the mind of man. THAT to me is astounding. The Purity of the truth of that is So Beautiful. All the true virtues hang out together and are Interlinked, so that when this innocence of Being brings you into contact with The Power called Love, then Peace, Light, and Joy are also there in the same space of energy. Not the falsettos,...oh no.....the Real. When there is this there is light inside. En-Light.
"Love is a rose, but you better not pick it.
It only grows when its on the vine.
A hand full of thorns and you know you've missed it.
Lose your love when you say the word 'mine'."
-L. Ronstadt
Lives take on a multitude of forms. Many of them contain many things, have lots of bells and whistles, are complicated and fast paced. Others are simple, uncomplicated and have a kind of space that is associated with basic austerity in their plain-ness, not to be confused with virtue per sé. Then there are those that strike a resemblance of a balance between these two, with characteristics of both.
What is a well lived life? Surely there are many true answers to this question. For me, I think one of our greatest tasks is to really love the self, our own selves, totally. That means coming to a real sense of peace about the reality of who you are and loving that self through all the changes that it undergoes through the living, evolving process. Loving ourselves through fear and through loss and learning vast amounts about life itself through those experiences that bring us face to face with the core of ourself, with life, with the Unnameable--the Mystery of it all.
When all the detritus is filtered out, certainly what must remain are the beacons that shine through:-- the deep, powerful, interdimensional Orbs of Love that we have made contact with, brushed across, embraced for nanoseconds yet felt like eternity. These are the things that remain when the pointless is left behind. These are what we cling to. The Power called Love: not the personifications of that love, but the Love itself. Nameless. Omnipresent. All Inclusive. Whole. All Powerful. Love. The Source of sources who has no location, who is everywhere. Soul Source. Alpha and Omega and Alpha again.
We have the opportunity, I think, as human beings to inspire and share the truth of this beauty with oneanother. For in the end it is these things that will matter. It is these things that will shine through. The rest of it all will not even be a blip on the radar...and we each know it.
A life worth living is a life that inspires the love in each of us to shine. We are but mirrors for each other, and that is where the love, the real love of oneself comes in. For what can I share with you, but only that which I have or know? It's easy to scare yourself unto death, it's the loving yourself unto life that takes focus and vision. It's the love that we will remember.
Love is what we live for---the real kind. It's what makes life worth living.
What is a well lived life? Surely there are many true answers to this question. For me, I think one of our greatest tasks is to really love the self, our own selves, totally. That means coming to a real sense of peace about the reality of who you are and loving that self through all the changes that it undergoes through the living, evolving process. Loving ourselves through fear and through loss and learning vast amounts about life itself through those experiences that bring us face to face with the core of ourself, with life, with the Unnameable--the Mystery of it all.
When all the detritus is filtered out, certainly what must remain are the beacons that shine through:-- the deep, powerful, interdimensional Orbs of Love that we have made contact with, brushed across, embraced for nanoseconds yet felt like eternity. These are the things that remain when the pointless is left behind. These are what we cling to. The Power called Love: not the personifications of that love, but the Love itself. Nameless. Omnipresent. All Inclusive. Whole. All Powerful. Love. The Source of sources who has no location, who is everywhere. Soul Source. Alpha and Omega and Alpha again.
We have the opportunity, I think, as human beings to inspire and share the truth of this beauty with oneanother. For in the end it is these things that will matter. It is these things that will shine through. The rest of it all will not even be a blip on the radar...and we each know it.
A life worth living is a life that inspires the love in each of us to shine. We are but mirrors for each other, and that is where the love, the real love of oneself comes in. For what can I share with you, but only that which I have or know? It's easy to scare yourself unto death, it's the loving yourself unto life that takes focus and vision. It's the love that we will remember.
Love is what we live for---the real kind. It's what makes life worth living.
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