We are entities of matter and energy. We are constantly out of balance because it is easier for us to see and feel the matter we are. As a species, we put so much emphasis on the material world, our appearance and any tangible objects. We were taught to "believe it when we see it." However don't we have faith in our thoughts?
Last week we talked about hiding from other people or from the world in general. This week we are going to look at it from another angle. Today’s Wednesday Wisdom Seeds is about the Restorative Cave, the healthy need to retreat.
For many people, the key missing ingredient to their lives is the simple experience of unconditional love. Beyond our material possessions, families, relationships, and careers, each of us quietly seeks the feeling and embodiment of love.
Sad loss this week of David Bowie, yet right up to the end of his life he was creating. I almost wonder if he held on for the release of his album, which came out last week. Many of the tributes are talking about how he influenced people.
Self love is not selfish dear ones! Self love is an acknowledgment of the beautiful Divine love that creates you, a state of living in truth, a life in which you say, "Yes," to God, "Yes" to self, "Yes" to the universe.
Equate happiness with love. Equate unhappiness with lack of love. Allow love to stream from your heart minute by minute and allow love to stream in from wherever it comes minute by minute, and, yes, you are happy.
The simplicity of Love is found through Loving the Self and Loving Life equally. That equality denotes a neutrality, a strength, a peace with any experience. It is equivalent to peacefully observing the tides of the ocean ebb and flow.
The new life awakening in the world now is demanding of us to respond in ways that are very different than what we have always known. We are being asked to live in present time, and keep bringing ourselves back into the Now moment because the present is our only place of power.
I’m sitting here in my office, bathed in the cool light of winter. The winds are howling outside, lifting the powdery snow high in the air. Now and then I swear I see a dancing, white fairy, but she quickly disappears with the next strong gust.