Friday, August 10, 2012

3 June 2012

Begin again and be gentle with your Mind, Body and and Spirit. Do you hear my voice? I am you and your are my Voice. You are the Voice. Do you expect the Voice to have more profound things to say? Is there anything more profound than the Voice Itself?

The mere touch of your thoughts upon Allkind is the most profound. You think not? You think not because you accept that your thoughts are benign? You did not accept this as a child. As a child, all of your thoughts were profound and perfect. All awareness, from mild to crucial, was a treasure. These are the treasures you still possess.

But you have forgotten how to think like a child. You have forgotten to speak as a child. Do not engage this information as another reason to criticize yourself. Simply re-cognize how very important you are in the Fabric. Some threads are mild, some threads are crucial. All are Love and Loved.

The process is the goal because there is No End. The process is all there is. Is there really anymore to know?

A poet does not speak of the profound. A poet makes elements profound. A poet makes the hands of the clock the center of the Universe for a given Moment. To do so is to be a creator. Ti fill a mild element with profundity requires very little mental energy. One simply focuses on a mild element that presents itself, and then one simply listens. One needs not props or overture. One needs focus born of the talent to silent the Mind in any calm or active situation.

What is worse? One who remains Asleep, or one who wakes up and goes back to sleep? The answer is Blessed.

Move through this Dream to be entertained ad joyed by all experiences. You are not asleep, therefore it is crucial that you do not sleepwalk.

Re-commence your journey through reading and listening. Judge not any being or activity. When you judge another being or activity, you case judgment on your own breath.Careful to judge not the Process ultimately. Judge not those beings who case judgment.

When one is awake, one is extending her hand through illusions. Be not afraid of what reaches back. It awaits you.

Be at Peace.


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