Until the Circle Waxes Whole

Until the Circle Waxes Whole

 
Humanity stands between the Divine and the manifest, and through the Human Spiritual Capacity, all planes of existence may be realized.
 
The destination of each Soul is to realize, while in individuated Human form, its Union with the Divine. This includes the complete awareness, and actualization, of our human Spiritual Capacity.
 
Ancient civilizations did not have detailed knowledge of the physical realm. Instead of Scientific knowledge, their gift to us was the opening of humanity’s awareness of the Spiritual Realm. And although those living during this earliest epoch were poor in physical comforts, they experienced the richness of the Spiritual, Inner Realms.
 
For example, in ancient times both the human body and the body of the Earth were considered to be holy, were seen as living expressions of the Most High. In contrast, our modern epoch, without the conscious awareness, or belief in our ever-present Union with the Most Supreme, our physical bodies and the body of the Earth are easily abused, and thoughtlessly desecrated.
 
Today humanity is arriving at the birthing time of a new epoch. Many Souls are beginning to open the door of their heart, just as a waking flower arises from its deep, winter slumber. And, as the first rays of the morning sun touch our Inner Being, a silent but pervasive Presence emerges on the horizon of our awareness—Calling us to Awaken! Urging us to respond:
 
From a place of softening, and opening our Hearts 
we come to realize,
there has been an over-arching theme 
guiding humanity’s long, collective growth:
 
Each Soul is an integral part of the Whole Living Being—
and each, in their own Way, is advancing
toward the Supreme Glory,
growing into their fullness 
of Love and Light and Divinity, 
as the Circle waxes whole.
 
 
photo: The Mother Temple, Pura Besakih, largest and most revered temple, on the slopes of Gunung Agung mountain, Bali, Emi Miller
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I Heard the Forest Crying

I Heard the Forest Crying

I heard the forest crying. The usually glowing trees, with their green leaves Dressed in Summer’s regalia, the light shining through them, with a hazy glow, Showering their leaves, here and there, as a light breeze nudged their tips upwards, to kiss the sun.

All of this was there, as I drove through the wooded glen, and yet something made me stop all at once — stop With a pain that suddenly had penetrated my being, turning my heart into a circle of tremendous sorrow, filling the whole of my chest with insufferable grief.

The depth of this sorrow was so intense, it was like the pain I have felt at the death of a close one. And yet it’s sudden onset completely took my breath away, and I had to stop my car on the side of the small lane, and tune my awareness to a place of absolute silence, Breath and Presence.

It was from this place of deep heartache, that I heard the forest crying; It was crying on my left, and also on my right. It was crying in front and in back. It was crying above, and its pain touched the sky.

After a time of deep, soundless wounding, I asked “Why.” And slowly I came to understand: The forest was crying with a sorrow that extended far beyond the small circle of the trees in the forest surrounding me…. It was crying in harmony and union with dying forests around the world.

My breath was taken by the depth and breadth of this pain.

The forests are crying because they Know — intimately — in their fibers, their roots, and from the soil and water and air, the animals and the insects, that the ending time of the forests’ life on this Earth is here.

Together they are crying with all of the plant and animal life around the world, through a depth of vibratory connections, above and beyond our Human, everyday senses.

Slowly, after a long time, I backed onto the lane, and being a solo visitor at that moment, I inched my way to my meeting… in the heart of the forest, at an inn.

The next morning, at sunrise, I was awakened by a small bird singing: It’s song was strong and clear: It was greeting the dawn with the same song that I had heard sung during many journeys to countries and cultures far and near — “Beresh-it! Beresh-it!” == “In the Beginning of the Beginning”

”Bereshit”– The first word of the Torah, the ‘Old Testament’ …And yet why now? Why this song sung around the world at dawn? An answer was received: The little birds are singing the New Era into Being… This work has been told to us by the teachings of the Anasazi, the Hopi, and many more of our ancestors. Having learned that by singing what is desired — by singing not of impending doom, but of what is desired to come — our feathered Friends, are helping to teach us how to birth a new beginning, a new Epoch: A world fresh and pure.

Oh yes, dear Ones, yes — the forests are crying today. And the little birds are our midwives: Listen for their song each morning. You will soon hear it: “Bereshit. Bereshit.” “In the Beginning of the Beginning, the Most High creates the world…again and again… a world that is always ending, always renewed.

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I heard the forest crying. The usually glowing trees, with their green leaves Dressed in Summer’s regalia, the light shining through them, with a hazy glow, Showering their leaves, here and there, as a light breeze nudged their tips upwards, to kiss the sun.

All of this was there, as I drove through the wooded glen, and yet something made me stop all at once — stop With a pain that suddenly had penetrated my being, turning my heart into a circle of tremendous sorrow, filling the whole of my chest with insufferable grief.

The depth of this sorrow was so intense, it was like the pain I have felt at the death of a close one. And yet it’s sudden onset completely took my breath away, and I had to stop my car on the side of the small lane, and tune my awareness to a place of absolute silence, Breath and Presence.

It was from this place of deep heartache, that I heard the forest crying; It was crying on my left, and also on my right. It was crying in front and in back. It was crying above, and its pain touched the sky.

After a time of deep, soundless wounding, I asked “Why.” And slowly I came to understand: The forest was crying with a sorrow that extended far beyond the small circle of the trees in the forest surrounding me…. It was crying in harmony and union with dying forests around the world.

My breath was taken by the depth and breadth of this pain.

The forests are crying because they Know — intimately — in their fibers, their roots, and from the soil and water and air, the animals and the insects, that the ending time of the forests’ life on this Earth is here.

Together they are crying with all of the plant and animal life around the world, through a depth of vibratory connections, above and beyond our Human, everyday senses.

Slowly, after a long time, I backed onto the lane, and being a solo visitor at that moment, I inched my way to my meeting… in the heart of the forest, at an inn.

The next morning, at sunrise, I was awakened by a small bird singing: It’s song was strong and clear: It was greeting the dawn with the same song that I had heard sung during many journeys to countries and cultures far and near — “Beresh-it! Beresh-it!” == “In the Beginning of the Beginning”

”Bereshit”– The first word of the Torah, the ‘Old Testament’ …And yet why now? Why this song sung around the world at dawn? An answer was received: The little birds are singing the New Era into Being… This work has been told to us by the teachings of the Anasazi, the Hopi, and many more of our ancestors. Having learned that by singing what is desired — by singing not of impending doom, but of what is desired to come — our feathered Friends, are helping to teach us how to birth a new beginning, a new Epoch: A world fresh and pure.

Oh yes, dear Ones, yes — the forests are crying today. And the little birds are our midwives: Listen for their song each morning. You will soon hear it: “Bereshit. Bereshit.” “In the Beginning of the Beginning, the Most High creates the world…again and again… a world that is always ending, always renewed.

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THE ONE BEING ONE

THE ONE BEING ONE


The Unlimited, The Supreme, The Divine, represent the multitude of innumerable facets and qualities of The Most High.
 
These and thousands of other names that have been used throughout the world, in all societies, in every epoch, do not restrict The Most Exalted, nor limit the boundless expressions of The Ever Living, The Bestower, The Creator of Life and Death.
 
For The Fashioner of All has made absolutely clear to all who have ever sought The Beloved One:
 
There is no single name able to completely hold
The Originator, The Restorer, The Omniscient.
 
For every breath of every being,
and every movement of every atom,
in the outer and the Inner Realms

are only a small part of

The ONE Being ONE,

The Most Sublime, The Holy One,
The Alpha and Omega.


And each flower petal
and each planet,

and each tear on the face
of every one —

are all singing the Heart songs of 

“I AM THAT I AM.”

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When Love And Beauty Rule The Day

When Love And Beauty Rule The Day
Love and Beauty are the Essence of Goodness, the primal elements of The Most Holy
The Divine Essence of Love exists with-in all Life; knowledge of this depth of Love is what each Prophet has been Called to bring to Humanity, and what every Soul hopes to attain. And no matter what the path, Divine Love is what each Soul knows to be Absolute Truth, the rock bottom foundation upon which all of life rests. It is through Humanity’s seeking and finding Love, that we come to ‘Know’ — that The Most High exists with-in all form.
Here is an example of Harmonizing with Divine Love — What if you were to imagine being able to look into a mirror, and see ugliness reflected back to you. One could say that ugliness exists in the world, at that moment, for you. Yet, perhaps a good friend is standing next to you, looking into the same mirror. They may be seeing your Beauty reflected there, from a Heart filled with Love for you, and no ugliness at all! In this way we may understand that seeing ugliness reflecting back to us would lead us to have an unhappy day, while our friend’s view is likely to lead them to have a day and their world filled with Beauty. This is true whenever we look into the Holy Mirror of the World.
With this knowledge, if we see ugliness or hatred reflected back to us, a question may arise, “Where is my negative view coming from— and what harvest is to be reaped from this view?”
As Humanity begins to awaken, and Remembers the part we each are to play in the daily creation of the world — if Love and Beauty are to become our harvest, our individual, and collective Soul-task is to keep the ‘World Mirror’ filled with Beauty and Love. When this realization becomes our Guide, Beauty and Love will come to be reflected more and more in the Sacred Mirror of the World— and when Love and Beauty rule the day, the Holy Garden that springs forth will be our harvest.
Then how shall we begin our task? Our search for Divine Love and Beauty might begin with an effort made each day to Remember, the Sacred, and ever-so-malleable, Holy Mirror:
Anticipating awakening
in a flash we find —
the world shimmering with Beauty!
as if the sun were poking through dark clouds.
Once again we understand
that Nature’s Garden lies in waiting,
to become fully alive—
in the here and now—
through you and I.
Photo: Nature’s Beauty, Red Flower, Eva Rose Edleson
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🌈🌈 Remembering Grandfather Black Elk: August 19, 1950

🌈🌈 Remembering Grandfather Black Elk: Holy Man of the Oglala Sioux,
d. August 19, 1950
“There can never be peace between nations, until there is first known, that true peace that is within the Souls of people.”
** “I cured with the power that came through me. Of course, it was not I who cured, it was the power from the Outer World, the visions and the ceremonies had only made me like a hole through which the power could come to the two-leggeds. And when I breathed, my breath was lightning.
“Whenever I cured, if I thought that I was doing it myself, the hole would close up and no power could come through. Then everything I would try to do would be foolish.”
Earth Prayer, Black Elk
Grandfather, Great Spirit, once more behold me on earth and lean to hear my feeble voice. You lived first, and you are older than all need, older than all prayer. All things belong to you — the two-legged, the four-legged, the wings of the air, and all green things that live.
You have set the powers of the four quarters of the earth to cross each other. You have made me cross the good road and road of difficulties, and where they cross, the place is holy. Day in, day out, forevermore, you are the life of things.
Hey! Lean to hear my feeble voice.
At the center of the sacred hoop
You have said that I should make the tree to bloom.
With tears running, O Great Spirit, my Grandfather,
With running eyes I must say
The tree has never bloomed.
Here I stand, and the tree is withered.
Again, I recall the great vision you gave me.
It may be that some little root of the sacred tree still lives.
Nourish it then
That it may leaf
And bloom
And fill with singing birds!
Hear me, that the people may once again
Find the good road
And the shielding tree.
— Grandfather Black Elk
Black Elk was born December 1, 1863, Powder River, MT, and died, August 19,1950, on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation, SD — Children: Lucy Looks Twice, Benjamin John
Katie War Bonnet was his first wife (m. 1892–1903)
Anna Brings White was his second wife…. (m. 1905–1941)
photo: Black Elk returns to pray on Harney Peak, 1931, the site of his “Great Vision,” when he was nine years old. In his Great Vision he saw “the Thunder Beings” and was taken to the Grandfathers, who represented the Six Sacred Directions — West, East, North, South, Above, and Below. The Grandfathers took Black Elk to the Center of the Earth, the central mountain of the world, the axis of the Six Sacred Directions, the point where stillness and movement are together.” Harney Peak, where Black Elk is seen in this photo, is called Hinhan Kaga by the Lakota Sioux, it is the highest natural point in South Dakota, and the Black Hills. Neidhart.com
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Planting and Growing A Garden of Light

Planting and Growing A Garden of Light

It is the sum total of all of Humanity’s actions and thoughts that brings into being, whatsoever light or darkness there is. Thus the maximum Harmony and Beauty that the Earth Plane receives depends on each one of us. 

We are not expected to individually create peace on Earth. Rather each of us is continuously offered the possibility of keeping our own garden filled with Harmony, and daily watered with Love and Beauty.

Everyone has a garden under their care and responsibility. Some have large gardens, while others have gardens that are small. The size of one’s garden represents each one’s capacity and limitations.

Our personal garden consists of every step that we take, and every thought that we make from the moment we open our eyes until we open them again the next morning.  And, just as we appreciate walking by a beautiful garden, and recognize those that have been left unattended or are filled with weeds and trash,  we mostly fail to notice our responsibility – to fill our ‘garden’ with  light through diligently working to bring Love-Light to each one we meet throughout our days.

If we  find our days filled with darkness and gloom, we can begin each day with a promise to plant seeds of happiness, by offering our smiles, warm words, and acts of caring, to those we find in our garden each day.

If stubborn weeds have grown, prayer and apologies cleanse and refresh the ground of our consciousness — and the hearts of our family and friends. In this way even the most overgrown and neglected gardens become places where children and adults like to visit and take rest, and one by one the world will be graced with beauty.

 

 

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The Garden of Eden Still Exists

The Garden of Eden Still Exists
Love, the essence of goodness, the primal element of the Most Holy, is indelibly imprinted upon each and every heart.
The Divine Essence of Love exists within all life. Knowledge of this depth and presence of Love is what each prophet and poet is called upon to bring to humanity, and what every Soul hopes to attain. And no matter the path, Beauty is what each Soul knows to be the rock bottom foundation—upon which Love, and all that exists, rests:
 
Our search for the Essence of Love 
might begin one morning
while looking at Reality as a Sacred, 
Holy Mirror,
 
anticipating—that at any moment 
Beauty will appear!
 
Carrying this thought as a seed, 
letting it permeate our core
 
we drink in the glowing sunrise,
while a sweet scent of honeysuckle 
fills the air.
 
Our shining heart-light illuminates
our being,
 
and anything our glowing eyes 
chance to rest upon— 
 
becomes as Beauty-filled as we 
are able to perceive.
 
A sudden spark of Inspiration 
brings us to tears—
 
‘The Garden of Eden still exists 
right here on Earth,
 
whenever we, Her stewards, 
are able to stand as Witness.’ 
 
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That Which We Have Called the Divine Source of Love

That Which We Have Called the Divine Source of Love

Is there a different Source of Life Energy that grows wheat, from the Source of Life Energy that grows corn? 

Is there a difference in the feelings of love that a Jewish mother has as she first sees her baby, from the feelings of love that an Islamic mother has for her baby? Is there a difference in the feelings for the protection of their families, between a Christian and a Hindu father?

The earlier Epochs tended to see all existence as coming from the One Source of Life, the One Great Spirit, the Holy Mother and Divine Father, the Source of All, the Substance of Love. Soon tribes became aware that the deities that they believed created all life, had different forms and names within neighboring cultures. After warring with them, the names of the deities of the victors became merged with those of the vanquished.

We can observe these evolving names and forms as we watch the Sun Goddess of the early epochs becoming first the wife of the Sun God and then eventually being sent below, to the dark world. Later with the Hebrews and Christians people world-wide came to know and worship God as the only One. Yet in each culture, though the names and forms were different, all of the ancient deities were also known to have originated from ONE nameless Creator — who was known as the Nameless One, The Great Spirit, or the Source of All.

In our Scientific Era we have grown accustomed to looking for differences and distinctions: for example, the naming of each tree, each flower, and further taking all of these life forms apart, trying to find and to name their smallest particles. In this way of taking apart to the tiniest particle, science tries to find the ultimate Source of All.

Yet today science is discovering that there is a life-essence existing in the very center of each life, and also connecting all of the galaxies of the universe. This substance known as the ‘glue’ that holds all of the particles together. It has just been seen as ‘ropes of electrons,’ throughout the universe, and is also found within the cells of our bodies, and the bodies of all of the stars and the planets.

Imagine the surprise in store for scientists when they understand, that this substance that exists in all things, is what the ancient people knew and understood to be the One Source of All….that which they also knew to be, the Divine Source of Love.

 

 

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Reclaiming Our Child Heart

Reclaiming Our Child Heart

A child’s Heart fully engages in delight: Everything is open, beautiful, good—and filled with wonder.

Listen to the sound of a child’s laughter! How appealing, how disarming! This is life at its best. And yet, as a child encounters life’s trials, spontaneous, healthy expressions and feelings become flattened, as when the air is let out of a balloon.

Even if we wanted to return to our child Heart, we know we could not manage our adult lives immersed within the innocence of youth. For a child moves swiftly through ups and downs—from joy to sorrow and back again. And we must have balance, if we are to live with discretion and wisdom.

Yet instead of a balance between Heart and head, as adults our emotional responses are often so dulled that we cannot enjoy life to its fullest. In fact, our spontaneous responses to beauty and joy seldom rise to meet the moment at hand.

Still the Heart never loses its capacity to rejoice in the natural world, to long for Union with another Heart, and be fulfilled by that Union—

Whenever we are immersed Beauty, or Love
our Heart exalts!

Everything is charged with light
and we are filled with Presence,
Joy and Truth.

“Of course!” we exclaim in wonder…

“Here is the Child-Heart that I long for, throughout

this awe-inspiring life.”

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Native American Wisdom

Native American Wisdom

“When a man moves away from nature his heart becomes hard.” – Lakota

“A brave man dies but once, a coward many times.” – Iowa

“Don’t be afraid to cry. It will free your mind of sorrowful thoughts.” – Hopi

“You can’t wake a person who is pretending to be asleep.” – Navajo

“Everyone who is successful must have dreamed of something.” Maricopa

“Our first teacher is our own heart.” – Cheyenne

“He who would do great things should not attempt them all alone.” Seneca

“If a man is as wise as a serpent, he can afford to be as harmless as a dove.” – Cheyenne

“We will be known forever by the tracks we leave.” – Dakota

photo: Slow Bull, a Dakota Sioux Medicine Man, 1907 by Edward S. Curtis