At The Heart Is The Heart

At The Heart Is The Heart whether above, behind, in front or below. It is there, only one.


There are no games here, only simplicity, not as in a lack of fullness, but rather in the one song:  

Oneverse.


Mind plays all it wants, singing this, saying that and then doubling back and biting itself without realizing that it was the cause of it's own misery until after the fact. After the party guests have left and the pain has subsided, then it sees it's own tracks in the mudd. There is silence and a small window of realization. "Ah, that's the answer", it says to itself. I see now....


The night parts, the mists rise from the ground as the soft, powdery, gray-rose light coats the underbelly of the morning sky.....


and with those mists lifts the learning of humankind rising up to the Sun Chakra of God....

Another Day has begun. Breathe in, breathe out, Earth turning on its Axis......all the while


At The Heart Is The Heart whether above, behind, in front or below. It is there, Only One.


There are no games here, only simplicity.

OneVerse.

Universe.

A Thought on Passing.....


As we get older the loved ones in our lives will move on to the next phase of existence. The older we get, the more this will take place. We call it death. Is that what it is? As I see it, it is the 'end of the known'. We don't know for ourselves what is on the other side of this mortal veil and for all of this we are afraid, but should we be? We have our beliefs and yet, we do not know what lies beyond. This is fact.

Why not celebrate the passing of our loved ones as well as our own? We get lost in what could have been: Why weren't we closer? Why didn't we make ammends? Why didn't we try and visit more often? Why weren't we kinder to them? Why weren't I a better son/daughter/cousin/grandchild/friend,etc.? There is no end to all of this mental machinery.

Death is the great equalizer. We all face it...period. Death is the end of The Known and the Beginning of Something Unknown. We must cherish our loved ones and hold them in our love and light and let them go on to the next phase of Existence.

I think it is good to ponder our mortality. It makes us take stock of what we have and to cherish that. To be alive is a blessing. We should celebrate life just as we celebrate their lives.

We should love ourselves and love each other in all of our imperfections. Love is the Great Healer.




An 'Old Man' Moment: Finding Hair in Uneccessary Places

Ok, so I've joked about this scenario over and over again throughout time, but the canary has finally come back around to collect the airtime tax. Haha. 

Yeah, so anyway, I'm looking at myself in the mirror today and I'll be doggone if I didn't see three hairs coming off the sides of my ears: two off of one ear and one off of another. Yes, 3!! They were about two inches long a piece and, of course, I pulled them out the instant I saw them. Yes, they smarted a bit. They were definitely in there and no, they didn't plan on leaving anytime soon but leaving they were. As far as I know I don't feelers to keep from bumping into walls. After all, I just got glasses a few weeks ago and the prescription is not all that strong besides. 

Ok, I've admitted it. Hair Happens.


Mortality Shines in Soul Colors

My family skirted what could have been a major tragedy this last week. A dear member of our family underwent critical surgery after a close brush with real-life mortality. This is the kind of event that brings family and friends together post haste in support of their loved ones and that is exactly what happened to our circle of family and friends. We love each other and that is why we came together...and there was no question in it. It's one of those things that comes from the very marrow of your bones without so much as a thought entering into the process. A family member needs you: someone you love who means the world to you. You go! There is no question about it. None at all.

I think often I have thought of mortality as a kind of enemy, like aging, because after all that's what it represents....the temporality of physical existence, the ending of 'the known' as we each individually experience it.  We have whole industries that are built around 'putting it off'. We have the 'Fountain of Youth' in our mythologies or the concept of 'immortality', if you will. But really,...aging,....entropy,......time:.....the cycles of life, they have the power to bring us together and unite us, because we all experience them whether we are rich or poor, educated or indigent. They are part of the fabric of being alive, of being a living human being, a Soul Shining through the Fabric of Mortality. 

These times of crisis offer us an opportunity to get just a little closer to our humanity and the true spirit of our soul and even that energy that is of our Genesis: the High, Mysterious Order of Intelligence that guides the Universe and our very Life Force within It. It is one of the four letter words within our language that gets used often, but truly donned or harnessed a bit more infrequently. ...... LOVE...... That is what this is all about...... These times, although they may be scary and fraught with uncertainty, bring us closer and draw out of us the love that is always there, albeit usually under the thick--sometimes Very Thick-- surface hide of our ordinary lives. These times make us vulnerable, pliable, and supple.....and that process scares us....to be so naked and so vulnerable....and yet, it is also one of the times when who we truly are is more accessible,  when we are the closest to Source, Love, and Humanity.

Reach out to those you love in your life and tell them that you love them. Why wait? Honestly, I think that this is precisely what events like this are designed to teach us above all else. Live and Love NOW!! Not tomorrow, for that will be too late.  Living fully + Loving fully = Peace.

I Wish True Peace and True Love Upon All Who Happen to Come Across this little Post of Mine. One thing I know...and that is that we are supposed to Love One Another regardless of what our belief systems may or may not be or in what part of the world we are born or whether we went to college or we didn't,  whether we like the Dallas Cowboys or the San Francisco 49ers or whether we consider ourselves Republicans or Democrats or Buddhists or Agnostic. None of this matters. All of this is just noise and the noise will continue until its not. What  has really been important long before the 'noise' and long after it's over for ourselves is Loving one another. Really, truly, loving each other as the special, sentient, individualized miracles that each of us are. Really, we are just kids on a big, round, living playground that is spinning around on its axis as its traveling an orbital pattern around a central Sun and the only real rules of the school yard are not to throw rocks, to love one another and have fun. Love is not complicated. It's simple. If that were not true, babies wouldn't be the Pros.

God Bless You.