life and times . . . . a waverider's perspective

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Let’s . . . Go . . . HOME!! :-D

Sand Castle - Horrific Images of Past

Playtime in this small, old, messy little Sandbox is over! . . .

 Sand Castle - skeletons and treasure chest

It’s Time to move on to NEW Cosmic Playgrounds, and even FUNNER worlds of clay-ful creations . . . .

Sand Art - goddess w patterns on shoreline

Sand Castle Art - Human Head in double vortexSand Art - FOL on shoreSand Art - BELIEVE

Sand Castle - flowers on shoreline

Trust the Pie . . . !

Trust the pie!!!

‘My granddaddy always said, ‘If you got a problem you can’t solve, it helps to get outta your headPie.  It’s good.’‘  —  From the classic ‘sci-fi’ movie Men In Black III, ‘K’ as his 1960’s self, when they had no idea where to go or what to do next to find the criminal and the 5th-Dimensional entity Griff who had yet to give them the Earth defence system, and all ‘normal investigative techniques’ and ‘reason’ and ‘linear logic’ and ‘professional police work’ had come to nothing but dead ends.  See clip below (click on the image) —  and really the entire amazingly timely, significant, insightful, and spiritual movie — for more clarity.

Trust the Pie 2

Always strive to remember this key thought as well:  ‘Pie don’t work unless you let it.‘  😉

Enjoy the ‘pie’!!!

 

Steppin’ Out . . . .

There is an old saying that I ran across several years ago that Heraclitus expressed way back in ancient Greece, a deep mystical truth that reflects a major aspect of our life in these realms:  “No man ever steps in the same river twice” (or woman I suppose, right?).  Anyway . . . . No, you can’t!  Due to the ever-changing flow of water, which renders each specific location in the river not only unique, but radically ephemeral in its moment-to-moment composition, if you put your foot into the river right now, pull it out, and then step into it even seconds later, the ‘river’ that your foot comes into contact with is actually a completely different entity in that ‘space’ that you dipped your foot into previously.  And such is our life here in the material realms, where change is the only ‘constant’ in the Universe (see Albert Einstein et al for further research on that theme).

Rock-in-rock, river, color edit

After just over half a century (in this lifetime ;-)) of stepping, falling, rolling, and leaping into and out of this River of Life on Old Earth, I have now found myself stepping out of it completely.  Forever.  I have stepped out of the river of 3D-4D life, out of the flow of time, out of the madness of ‘survival’ and ‘making a living’ and ‘fulfilling obligations’ and ‘family loyalties’ and ‘the latest gadgets’ and ‘political correctness’, etc., etc..  For Go(o)d.  Sure, I retain one big toe still immersed in the lower realms of Life to take care of the day-to-day ‘business’ of providing for a family, maintaining property and public services, 3D technology communication, etc.  And I AM still very much ‘into’ sharing the Love with my ex-wife, two beautiful little daughters, a few friends, fellow spiritual trailblazers, my cat and even a couple of neighbors — as much as they will allow me to, as much as they can ‘handle’ (LOL).

Some claim that I have ‘quit’ life, or have ‘shirked my responsibilities’.  Which ‘responsibilities’ would those BE exactly, I ask?  As long as I do what is ‘required’ in this dying Old World to make sure that those I brought here of my own free will (my two young daughters) have a roof over their head, food to eat, and clothes to keep them warm at night — and that their mother has electricity to run her machines, and communication so we can all talk with each other often – then what exactly am I supposedly ‘shirking’, pray tell?  Could it be that some people out there are not exactly thrilled that I am ‘abandoning’ them and their very unpleasant lower-vibrational attitudes and mind-sets and lifestyles?  Ya think??  No matter (literally).

Cliffs, wide view from distance, scruff brush below

Rocky Cliffs in Idaho

The B-52’s popularized an old saying back in the 80’s in one of their songs which some have claimed (in one form or another) that I epitomize:  ‘Living in my own private Idaho.’  They seem to remonstrate me to ‘get out of the state you’re in!’ (between the lines of their OH so diplomatic words, of course, never daring to directly criticize me).  But to no avail.  I AM not one to ‘abandon’ God or my True Self or Love — or Gaia’s Ascension — for the sake of those few out there from my ‘past life’ who would prefer that I revert back to being my ‘old self’, bind myself (and my Self) once again by the old slavery-system philosophies of ‘the Protestant work ethic’ and ‘obligations to the social order’ and ‘blood is thicker than water (or Soul, eh?)’ — all that sheeple mind-control nonsense.  No, I don’t think so!  Besides, as is known by at least some among my old friends and family, when I decided to ‘quit’ this ancient gig and move on, I chose a different ‘state’ to move into:  Hawaii!  (Gotta stay ‘loyal’ to that classic song and theme, lol).  I’ve joyfully moved away from the parched, rocky desert and sharp, unforgiving outcroppings of life in the mainstream of humanity, and retired into my own private tropical paradise, a ‘state’ where I interact daily with beautiful Beings just on the other side of the veil (and even a few on this side, thank Gaia!), and my own formerly unfamiliar-to-this-human-consciousness Higher Self as well, of course.  The weather and environment here is much, much nicer than in Idaho, believe me!

Tropical Beach, Hawaii bay scene

And here’s some more fantastic news and views . . . .  Just today I read a beautiful blog post (Adapting To Grace, on WordPress) that, though it represents a ‘lucid dream’ of the writer that she experienced back in July, really and truly characterizes and encapsulates the process that I went through over the past several years to get ‘here’.  I quote two short excerpts below, as they most appropriately coincide with my own personal experiences of the last bit of time in these rapidly morphing realms (and give you the link here so you can read the wonderfully poetic piece in full, and also listen to her recite the adventure to the creative music and effects that she composed to accompany it):

‘While staring at the tiny rocks above
I was fully aware that it still existed
But somehow I was here
Maybe dead?
I couldn’t tell
Why bother to describe?
My heart was breathing
Sighing
Never feeling more alive!’

 ‘. . . . Words and poetry cannot describe
How fulfilling it was
To remember the simplicity
The community
The love
The healing that awaits
When we finally let go and fall
Into the arms of our Mother’s Grace.’

I look forward to more and more of Hu-manity joining me and my new/old friends — soon — in our own private ‘state’ — of BLISSSSSSSS . . . .

Tropical scene, waterfalls in forest, cliffs, bridge

LOVE YOUR ENEMIES, AS THEY SERVE YOU WELL

The harsher the oppression — physical and non-physical — the stronger it grows: the desire – the passion, the need – for Freedom.

Love and appreciate your so-called enemies, both conscious (living) and circumstantial, for the critical role they play; they do you a grand service. Without them, in the absence of their ‘provocation’, stagnation, decadence, narcissistic self-indulgence and boredom would be your perpetual companions in this world.

True Peace is not the absence of conflict and challenge, but rather the absence of separation. Unity Consciousness demands the presence of Unconditional Love. Where Unconditional Love is present, so is True Peace. The stronger Its presence, the greater the inner peace.

Where there is Life, there is movement, flow, change, growth, expansion, creation — challenge. No challenge, no change. No change, no growth. No growth, no expansion. No expansion, no Creation. The line between stagnation and rot is wafer thin. The line between ‘peace’ — in the sense most people view that concept (as simply a lack of physical conflict and/or strife) — and stagnation . . . . . even thinner.

Physical death is a far, far cry from the ‘worst’ that one can experience.

As a musician once scribed some time ago, I’d rather wear out than rust out.

Be safe, stay centered, and stay very alert and discerning — both internally and externally — in the days to come.  May all your personal choices lead you upward and onward on your never-ending journey Home. . . . .

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