Its all a dance

Life is chaotic. In between rush hour traffic of the daily grind and planning whats for dinner, we barely have any moments to ourselves. For the longest time I acted as a teacher, father, mother and counselor, not only to my children but to the attendees of my classes and facilitated meditations. I walked away from that to embrace myself. Since then I take time to do the things I enjoy the most drumming, meditating, sushi, the beach and this blog. All ways for me to disengage from the demands of life. I take a retreat almost every week in bite size pieces to accommodate my schedule. To me it is like breathing and decompressing all the energy build up from those who have depended on me the most.

This allows for me to be in the flow. To feel the synchronicity of god communicating to me. Today both Jeremy and I were put to the challenge of this. My car would not start after we left the “Love Hut” A small local business owned by very dear friends of ours who specialize in finding great deals and share those savings with the patron as a token of love, this is where we found ourselves stuck. It was a blessed moment for Jeremy and I to break down here.

Our friends in service to our needs gathered around the car to see how to resolve the issue. Everyone was engaged and focused on how to alleviate the stress of trouble shooting why the car wouldn’t start. It began to pour. A storm of blowing debris began to form all around us. Friends showed up out the blue offering us rides. Friends were called on the phone. All channels of service from every stone to be turned was initiated by these friends. Eventually we determined the root of the issue and were back on the road again. On our way back to the house we encountered a lawn service truck who was finishing up a yard. Jeremy and I had been in search of a small mom and pop business to upkeep our lawn. We felt we both work hard and if one less burden of the yard maintenance is taken off of us for a small price was worth the investment. Soon enough we had a lawn care service following us to our home to cut our lawn. As bleak as it may have appeared to be, we were still able to accomplish many things.

Yes our day was railroaded by the demands of the car, but the offering of friendship and love was not.  Jeremy and I both laughed at the irony of how there is no better place to break down then at the “Love Hut”

The Entrapment of Love and Light

Love and Light, Namaste, Blessed be. They all have become the epitome of the new age movement “Catch Phrases.” Part of the vernacular we use in practicing and conveying love. Yet they can be as empty as a cocoon is, once the butterfly has spread its wings.

We are often taught as children to respect our elders, hold our tongues, and speak only when someone is willing to listen. Some of us quickly learn that not everyone is willing to listen, unless we do speak up. If we wait too long we may not have a voice left. Like a bird who has to sing its song, we must raise our voice and be heard. We can find our wings through every experience we encounter, to help us to break through the walls of our own self imposed prisons.

The new age movement has prepared us for something new to come, shifting the paradigms that no longer work. The goal being “Authenticity,” but what I have seen in this “New Religion” is the very same principles of the old dinosaur model of Christianity being replayed. Instead of it being called sin or the devil, it is called karma, or lower vibration.  We can dress up our prison as much as we like, but if it still has bars to cage us in, it’s still a form of a prison.

Peace and love being the ultimate goal, thus the release of our spirits soaring. Honestly though, is this an illusion created to perpetuate yet another example of duality? Are our spirits really flying when we sit in a place of peace?

The power of the word Fuck…

How many of you, after visiting this blog felt your interest sparked by the provocative word being used in this title?

Did your eyes scan the pages of words, feeling a regurgitated feeling of your senses and only to have them perk,or  even inflamed as to why a blog devoted to spiritual development would have the word “fuck” in its title?

And if so, why would you even ask such a question if you weren’t  willing to dive into the darker essence of your own being to encompass the full spectrum of self not bits and pieces? (Authenticity)

So indeed instead of questioning me of why I would feel inspired to write such a thing, you may have to ask yourself why it is you felt compelled to read it? And from the simple act of asking such a question you may very well be delivered into a deeper aspect of your being that has waited to be bloomed into the most magnificent of flowers. 

When I was 16 yrs of age lost in the muck of my own words and how to convey them, I took a class called Semantics 101.

My Teacher ,Mr Wotton (yes I remember his name) was a man who had created a wide-spread controversy throughout the school for how he executed his deliverance to a class of “impressionable kids.”

Upon entering the classroom he would say with such enthusiasm the words fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! He would say them over and over and over again, until the words themselves would sound like baby babble.

Of course at 16 years old’s we were astonished to hear a “teacher”  displaying with such a careless disregard of the consequences. We were fully aware of the implications of what the word “fuck” carried when speaking it and was intrigued immediately by what was deemed our authoritative figure disregarding the “rules” We were stunned and speechless; similar to like a deer in headlights. He grabbed us out of our empty corpses and the social etiquette of complacency to set a precedence that to me and many did not compare to any of the rest of our high school experiences.

Some of us were laughing nervously by the strange effect of it; almost like we were watching a full comedic impression being staged in front of us, where as others just looked around the class to see the reactions with their eyes wide open unable to fully process the experience.

Mr Wotton  aware of how this would initially stir an emotional jolt in all of continued on, treading through the laughter and building a climatic response in all of us when he would suddenly just stop and look at all of us directly in our faces asking us to examine the power of words. He would further emphasize his point by saying “how it is not words that has the power, but the power in which we give to them”  I can’t remember my prom night, but I distinctly remember the way his face looked. How he swayed into the classroom with such confidence and devotion to not just teaching us but reaching us. He did not say this is this or that, he simply asked us to examine ourselves in the power we have given freely to something that really has no power.

Mr Wotton was a teacher who cared not to just be a teacher, but a friend, and  confident; someone who never portrayed himself as being wiser or above us in our youth. He unbeknownst to him was giving us back our power as soon to be adults in the world. He was showing us something that many adults in their own impressionable teen years (our fathers and mothers) had not bothered to look at until their first emotional breakdown: Introspection and the subjective. He was essentially creating free will empowerment and the act of discovery in ourselves not as what we should be, but what we wanted to be.

Eventually as all of the parents caught wind of the class it was banned. Imagine that a class meant to encourage free thinkers of the world was banned. Yet to this day I can revisit Mr Wotton’s Facebook page and see all the many comments his previous students from 15 years ago leave on his page, exclaiming how that class changed them in ways that even he may never fully understand.

For me it changed everything in my life, forcing me to really examine myself from the inside out. How it was for so long, I was afraid to communicate what I was really feeling inside  as a teenager growing up in a world, that seemed so disconnected from the painted silly masks.  And I too, had begun the early stages of painting my own mask for the sake of acceptance and fitting in. His class empowered me and I often wonder as the class only lasted for a short time before it was banned, who I would be today without its influence?

Today in the adversity I have faced in my life, I draw from the parallels of that class, using it to construct spiritual growth classes and empowering many of my clients with the same wisdom; words are words they have no power over us except of how we view ourselves in the definition and relation of the word used. From one word we can go from knowing or feeling like we are something to nothing in two point five seconds. Imagine that only a word that was once just a grunt in caveman standards could signify how we feel about ourselves.

Yet words are a means in which to communicate and very much the “ego” expressing itself as the ego is simply the realization of not being alone and interacting with others. In our isolated state of being alone, such as in meditation we are of peace in our true nature. When we become aware we are not alone our identity of who we are also becomes aware, creating ego. It is our ego which communicates and through our ego in which we create much unnecessary acts of pain toward another through words. 

I am a person who believes that everyone has a right to speak their mind, express how they feel regardless if it upsets me. In fact if it indeed upsets me this is even more significant as it something I need to look at within myself and gives me an opportunity to dig deeper at core issues and emotional responses. To shed some light on my own being and what makes me tick, peeling back all the many layers of conditioning we all have encountered from society itself. (To bleed just to know your alive)

I am thankful that a chord has been struck!!

In the past when I have taught my seven series class “Finding the Guru within” we talk about words, in fact asking many to bring up to what I refer to as “emotional trigger words”  The one simple word we all have in our lives that creates a strong emotional response of anger, resentment and puts us in a position of being defensive. The exercise was meant for the participants to find the power behind its meaning (the core) and to recognize that words have various meanings which means nothing is absolute even in a word.

When we look at a word and how it triggers us into an emotional reaction we truly face its suggestion, not only in that moment but for the rest of our lives. Something shifts when we become the observer of our emotional responses and not just have them. We see how in that moment we are being asked by the universe itself is this how you truly see yourself? And if the answer is no, then why are you having an emotional response to it? Now to go further in recognizing how much words have become a simple projection by others and we adhere to those projections of many egos like some kind of sticky glue in constructing our own view of ourselves.

We began to see how in the power of words,we define roles in our life, like mother, father, friend, brother and sister. Yet ask someone what is the definition of the word “mother”  Some would say nurturer, giver, supreme goddess, others would say bitch, devil, selfish. And how it is from each experience differing we make comparison of our own worth for what these words represent. How offensive is it to one who clearly has had a loving mother to have another speak so ferociously about their bitch of a mom. Not only offensive but how in that feeling of being offended you will make the other persons experience seem less than even saying “dysfunctional” Now think about how the word “dysfunctional” conjures up feelings of inadequacy and weakness.

We cannot speak of love saying that we should love unconditionally if we place a hindrance on how someone speaks their truth. By doing so we have dismissed not only the right for someone to speak their truth but our right as well in a future encounter; negating all the many dynamics of ourselves. If we suppress a truth in another it is only because it is a truth we suppress in ourselves. 

Not all truths are absolute and are relative to the bigger truth and that is truth is often a lie waiting to be exposed.  For we have all been liars, cheats, interrogators, place mats, warriors, saints, killers, lovers, monsters, bitches, assholes, cunts, jerks, nerds, demons, angels, peace, war, drama, all of thee above.

I have become very fond of the word “bitch” as I am fully aware that I can be perceived as being one, just as much as being perceived as “loving and kind” I make no separation of this, and empower others do the same. We are just mirrors of one another interacting at various frequencies both of high and low to represent the many facets of our being.

When we place ourselves in such a cavalier manner, so as to prove to ourselves that we are only love, we are not acting from love, but from fear. We like to convince ourselves otherwise, but never underestimate the power of denial.

The word fuck!!! Is a powerful word.. but only because we have given it so much clout to rattle our nerves. Just as many other words we see disrespectful or non-appealing. But we must ask ourselves in the suggestion of words and their definitions, how we have limited our own expression?  The word god has many words attached to it to emphasize a meaning we can truly never know. I have heard love, all that is, divine, universe,energy.

But to me the word god and its definition: is all that is, in  which cannot be defined..By doing  so, trying to define it we encapsulate it like a butterfly in a glass prison of words and expression; a butterfly that is meant to fly. 

We live enough in a prison of mediocrity and lack of individual expression. We need not create yet another self-induced prison for ourselves by not accepting our responsibility in the power we have given to words

So much love to everyone.. I love you dearly

Misty

What are we unlearning

Recently a question was posed to me, pertaining to giving gifts. It started out as a discussion, where many offered their own view points. Some said that a true gift, is one that bare’s no expectation with it, and it matters not if appreciation is shown.

Others said that the gift itself is the appreciation she feel when you have gifted to another.. A pay it forward kind of formula. All points were valid to me, but since my own internal process wont allow me to think in such absolutes, (especially to the affairs of the heart, that couldn’t be any more complicated) I found myself striking up my own internal dialogue.

As simple as we like to say it is,  in all justifiable purposes,  it is never this simple. We are spirits, connected to the divine,but also human beings with many fallacies and desires. These desires can be the very rocket fuel we need to catapult us into the next evolution of ourselves. To deny them, is to deny the very essence of our own being, in which we have chosen to discover, in our bodily form.

Yes we are learning, but in doing so to attain more information, we are unlearning as well

To me this is something we should all keep in mind. For as much as we like to believe we are free thinkers, we are all still stirring up the pot of data, we have collected from the constructs of society’s thinking.

I myself can’t count how many times I have been on the receiving end of a  gift, only to discover an agenda or attachment to it. An attachment, that upon closer inspection lacks the ability of freedom of expression as to how one would respond in appreciation.

We have all been trained, told how to act toward any gift we are receiving.  Not because it’s the right thing to do, but because we are generating a lack of respect for the person who gave to us, and for ourselves, which is wrong. Yet to me this gets into some grey area, that doesn’t seem to get explored, until we began to question our own integrity, that is very much forced upon us by our parents, who created the expectation in themselves, so as to measure how they are in child rearing.

Again another example of what we have learned, and what it is we are unlearning.

And how many times have I been the one to gift, only to receive a lack of appreciation from the receiver, telling myself what an awful person they are for showing me no respect. Only to justify it in my own mind, by saying “it is not that they are disrespecting me but of themselves.

How self-righteous must we be in our line of thinking, to see ourselves in a higher light..  Woo hoo, yet another example of what we have learned, and quite possibly need to unlearn..

I remember a friend of mine many years ago, asked me to make them a cd, with the talents of Sting. I at the time was a big Mazzy Star fan, and wanted to introduce him to her haunting voice, I found to be mesmerizing.  I spent hours on the cd, carefully picking out songs I felt would strike a chord in him, and paid for the shipping to his home.

He called me, to say “Misty I do not want you to take this wrong, but I asked for a gift from you, one that I entrusted in you to give, without attaching any of your own expectation with it” “You instead did the exact opposite, and now if I show no appreciation for the gift you gave me, you will see it as me being a selfish person”

I pondered his words, and said to him you are absolutely right, and if you did not want the gift, I would understand, and in return I would be more than happy to make up for my mistake, by making another CD for you. He laughed, and said “Fortunately I loved everything you put on the cd, and I thank you for thinking of me, but all to often many people don’t get that a gift can only be a gift, if the receiver sees it as such”

“If someone asks for a pound of apples, and instead you bring them bananas, you really haven’t given them anything. Yes he said, the act of giving them something, is just that: something, but not a gift”

I was happy from what he said to me. Instead of pretending to be grateful, he instead gave me a bigger appreciation of our friendship, one that is the free ultimate expression of love (honesty) And although his honesty only helped to increase the bond between us, for others, it has proven to create the exact opposite.

In my first marriage, we would for every holiday season, visit his stepsister’s home. She was a very glitzy dominant person who was brutally honest to the fault. Often at times even laughing at herself, as she hosted a party with the temperament of  a hollywood starlet, using words like “darling” and “isn’t it fabulous” So in watching her disposition, I decided that the best approach with her was to demonstrate the very same honesty, hoping by doing so it would usher in respect, for being able to speak my mind so freely as she was capable of doing.  I found this not to be the response I desired, when one night, I opened a pair of earrings, dressed in green glitter, almost wincing by its appearance.

She saw my face, and said “do you not like, them, cause if you don’t, I will take them back?” Apprehensively I shook my head with a painful expression telling her no, I’m sorry they just aren’t something I would ever wear.

She then grabbed the gift, screaming at me, staring at me in disbelief of my statement, exclaiming how she spent hours trying to find the perfect gift for me. I found this hard to believe, since the earnings looked like something bought from the discount bin, of Wal-Mart, and didn’t resemble anything she had ever seen me wear from previous parties I attended. But I quickly apologized to her, and felt shameful for my response, and angry, because I did not feel I did anything wrong, but give opportunity to promote a deeper expression of honesty, as my friend had once given to me.

This experience alone, taught me that nothing is absolute. For what worked with one individual, certainly doesn’t work with the next. And as much as we as human beings need to define things, and categorize, for the sake of clarity, it was clear to me, that nothing could be so more unclear.

I don’t think the answer is as simple as just give, for the sake of giving. Or be appreciative of every gift you receive.For to me it would seem by generalizing, we can create a very convoluted idea or expectation upon ourselves as to how we should approach when giving, and receiving.

Such as the gift of love. And I do not mean as in a universal love, but a more personalized love,(making love)

When a woman gives of her body to a man, she has given him a beautiful gift. She is aware of the value of this gift,  but wants the act of her giving to be reciprocated in an even bigger act of appreciation. How the man responds, speaks volumes to her in the value of the gift. If he treats it with such ill accord, then the gift, that was once a gift, becomes a meaningless blanket of shame, and regret.

In this situation, gift giving, isn’t given just to give, but also to receive. And by not receiving, you have one of two scenarios to devise from. See it as a gift regardless,because you place value upon it, or see them as a selfish pig, who has no value in themselves. Either way to me, it creates an air of arrogance, or even self-righteousness. And this couldn’t be any further away from the goal we are wanting to reach, in our own personal enlightenment.

To me all arrows point back to the simplicity of what is all is, of what the universe in its own divine purpose is creating

BALANCE….

I believe everything happens for a reason. Such as in gifting to a person who places no value upon what you are gifting. This to me alone this  is the gift, the experience of who will and who will not appreciate the same things I value.

It is not a matter of blame, getting angry, but to see, what it is you did not see before (this is the gift)Knowing, and understanding the many dynamics of the human heart.

A woman who gifts her body to a man, only to be shown the gift was not received. Will she never gift again? No she will simply choose to give to one who  in the future, is in alignment with the balance she is creating.

And yes sometimes to achieve that balance, we just like children have learning, and unlearning to experience.

The feeling of non-appreciation, so as to appreciate ourselves, and learn what to give, and not to give, dependent upon each person.

Yes I agree that giving in and of itself should be the gift. However, I also believe that in everything we do it should be maintained in balance, as to me this is the universes sole purpose.

I do not gift to those, who I know would place no value upon what I am gifting, unless I have lost all attachment to its worth or importance recognizing in doing so, is again the gift of teaching me detachment. To do otherwise, only creates resentment and disappointment in our interaction with others.

(an example would be, gifting a homeless person, a meal) I have no attachment to this meal, and it is a gift only because I care not if they show appreciation. I am appreciative enough for the experience of being able to do so.

But I ask myself if you gift to another, without a detachment of the worth of a gift, in your own being, is it really a gift, or just a gesture of giving?

I have gifted sessions to clients who was in need, but did not have the money to pay. Some were appreciative, and others in a place of need, saw it as my duty to give, and showed no appreciation. Was it my job to instill this appreciation in them by being angry by their lack of?

No my job was only to give, as I knew how, seeing what I was giving did have value in myself, but recognizing that its gift was no greater than any other gift they had received by being in a place of need

My gift was no bigger or smaller, than anything else, creating balance of everything

Yes it would be a greater gift, a greater satisfactory feeling, of having another validate its worth.

But the validation we seek from others, can be the greatest disappointment in ourselves.

So its safe to say, this discussion showed many dynamics to what we deem as being gifts, and how nothing is ever so black and white.

However without complicating things unnecessarily, we can simply draw conclusions of how to give, and receive, by maintaining the balance in ourselves.

Ask yourself what it is you have learned, and what is you are unlearning?

Our acts of love, are not measured in the gifts we give, but of the love instilled in ourselves, when giving from a place of detachment, and balance. In this we let go self-importance, placing ourselves no more or no less than any other gift given or received, seeing all of an equal accord (restoring everything back to it’ or gin of love)

Much love to all

Misty

The secret beyond, The Secret

We have all read it.  Most of us, who have seen ourselves awakened, have began to unfold the pages of what it means to “manifest our reality.”  We think about all the steps, procedures, as if we are skilled surgeons, strategically plucking out all of what we deem to be  “Undesirable Thinking,” to  bring us into the state of attaining what we want in a physical form. (The secret)

 “If I think about having that new shiny red car, I will manifest it”

 “If I believe, and picture myself in that shiny red car, then it becomes real”

 “If what I believe is real to me in the imagery of my mind, it is  real”

                                                                                                      (The Secret)

Yet when we are thinking upon such things(what it is we wish to create) have we ever asked ourselves’ why we want to create it? And more importantly what is the consequences if I do?

A New Shiny Red Car, seems to be the immediate solution to the ridicule you suffer from your peers, for sporting an Old Pick Up Truck to work. But what other headaches, besides a wounded ego, are you willing to embrace? Such as the escalation of ones insurance, or the taxes, or the fact that shiny red cars are like beacons on the highway for every cop to pull  you over, if you exceed ten miles past the speed limit. Not to mention what it is you negate from your life. Like those weekly treats you give to yourself at your local Sushi Restaurant, or those fabulous days of shoe shopping.

We must considerthe Universal purpose of creating balance, before acting upon what we want to manifest. 

For everything we create, we also  un-create

As in,  the sole purpose of the Universe is to restore balance, in its creation. Where there is drought, there is rain. Where you are creating the scenario of a “New Shiny Red Car” in your life, you are also un-creating your ability to financially sustain yourself, or even worst yet, not finding the real essence of what you seek, a partner in life. Instead you have made your new partner A  New Shiny Red Car.

Of course some could argue, in saying, the new shiny red car, is what is going to attract a significant mate to me. But then ask yourself, would you really want someone who is concerned about status, or the substance of who you are? And honestly if you have to think about that answer, then you may need to make a list of priorities.

And lets’ not forget, that the “Secret” did not indicate, which is, We are CO-Creators..

Yes folks that means, we are ultimately here to learn our lessons. And if our lesson is to learn what it means to be humble, by driving an Old Ford Pick Up Truck to work everyday, then that shiny red car isn’t a part of the journey, and neither are your thoughts in trying to obtain it

And this goes with everything else:  relationships, expectations, prosperity, peaceful thinking, and overcoming pain…

. It all comes back to the lesson of who you are and where you are internally. There is such a thing as the “immovability of Energy” and this in of itself, not being able to change it, “operates as the lesson.”

As I listen to the tone of the new age hype, I find myself wanting to become much more bolder, louder, and stronger, despite the age of submission, and peace, as it often feels like a hindrance to my emotions!!!

I have seen so many turn away from the traditional forms of religion, feeling trapped in its dogma only to formulate more dogma  to live under. But instead of calling it “Sin”, giving it the title “Karma”

To me this is the equivalent of leaving one prison, that is cold and dingy, to move into the next prison, that is warm and has nice flowery print curtains on its walls. Call it what you will, it is still a prison with a nicer ambiance.

The other day a friend I had not spoken too in months called me and as she heard the tone of my voice said,”wow you seem to be in a much better place.”  Months ago when she spoke with me, my frustration had escalated in a high as I was taking all the steps needed to secure my child’s future both academically and emotionally. And although through my anger and frustration it could be perceived as quote “being in a bad place” it was more like I was in the place I needed to be at the time. For it was not going to be the submissive peaceful nature of my being, that was going to awaken the hierarchy of red tape pass the buck system  to get the attention my child needed.

No it was going to take the brutal blow of the goddess “Kali” the destroyer, to invade upon the walls of my suppressor. And so with my weapon in hand, my anger, my love as a frustrated mom for my child, I stood my ground, and challenged anyone around me to undermine my efforts. Within a few short months of making my intent direct, and hard, my son finally received the help he needed. As soon as I felt the clearing happening, I let go of my goddess “Kali” and called upon the peaceful dynamic of my being “Kwan Yin”

In our being, we have all of these wonderful dynamics of energy, representing a tool, in which to use in our daily lives. We as intuitive beings, have to be willing to trust, what dynamic arises in each moment, and recognize its purpose. For we cannot catch butterflies with a hammer, nor break down a wall, using a butterfly. There are times, in which to take action, and there are times in which not to. But in each passing moment, we have to be willing to accept the divine, that acts both as the nurturer and the destroyer.

My friend now more so comfortable with the peaceful aspect of my being, declared me to be in a better place

My mental brainwashing wanted to confirm yes she was correct,  but it had nothing to do with being in a better place, as much as it had to do with me letting go of what it meant to be seen or perceived as being in a good or bad place from myself and from others.

“And from this letting go(  this lack of questioning myself of how my nature should be) is where the peace was created”

I stopped questioning my thoughts, as seeing them as a creation of my reality,

but more so asked myself what made me happiest? Was I happy when constantly in question of what I was thinking?

Was I creating what I really truly wanted?

And better yet by being in a constant question of my thoughts, seeing them as of a lower or higher vibrational energy was this not in fact creating fear!!

How in this thinking, of being careful what I think, any different, then to say “Sex before Marriage is a sin, or Same sex Relationships is an abomination of God, and the sacred union of Marriage?  Either way it still creates fear. Fear of not having the “correct thoughts, placing blame on yourself for doing so. Seeing yourself as not being able to create what it is that you desire, and feeling the perpetuated state of being a victim or abandoned by god.

The whole concept of be “mindful of your thoughts” in its abstract form as a whole is correct. However being human we are not always going to have thoughts of just of a loving nature, even though it all comes from love

As love can be seen in so many ways. A bitch who seems like a bitch, because she speaks her truth, from loving herself. A man who cheats on his wife, because he knows no other way to move out of the black hole of complacency his life resides in. Lost people who make quote “bad decisions, as they fight their way out of the paper bag we see as being wrong.

Yet at closer inspection we see that Spirituality is the fight out of the paper bag. It’s the essence of waking up to who we truly are. Being the creator the destroyer, the lover and the hater, while loving ourselves regardless. It is not a matter of creating something physical, being mindful of our thoughts so we can overcome pain and suffering. It is embracing our pain and suffering. Purging ourselves of our emotions, of hate, anger, and not suppressing them for fear of being judged or judging ourselves to be non-loving.

So often we set ourselves up for this disappointment in these crucial moments of our awakening, thinking that to be awakened means to be happier, or of a joyful premise.

No its mean to love ourselves when we are with joy, and without it. To see that in the emptiness we have all we need, and in the fullness we feel no needing of being nothing but as is.

Detachment of our identity, re-creates how we see ourselves, living in this world, and therefore changes the world itself.

It is in our strength and our ability to be vulnerable we become the examples the demonstrators of what it means to love ourselves. It is not a narcissism, it is not a quest. It is how we see ourselves in a loving nature, bringing us back to the bosom of creation, and our own reflection.

There is no way to beat the universe, to supersede where we stand. We can only love where we are at as we stand,.For at least we do stand. In our ability of letting go so to do we lose the judgment of what it means to be lost. And with nothing to define what lost is, we are found

Truly found in the presence of hope, and despair as we see the un-veiling of the reality we truly live in.

Much love

Misty