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Words of Inspiration
A glint of sun casting shadows of distant times, the heartbeat of heartbeats fear is of the unknown, fear of unknowing. Red fringed kiss of wind, clouds reflected in chrome, speed of piercing arrows eternal aim, net of stars capturing untold pleasure. The distant drums call the warrior to the land of distant ancestors and memories. The strong belly fire of anxious anticipation remembers the importance of gratitude to the divine beings. Yeah psychotherapy not needed this week. In my constant comings and goings of "new age meets road rage" I have found that inspiration comes from a knight helmeted head, with a long pony tail with pink ribbons, gives permission to a young person sitting in the back seat of a car to catch a glimpse of a dream that they might have for their life. Permission to claim one's sovereignty and to develop personal power, for me has created an awe of seeing people's personal spiritual path. Finding kinship with one's own guides, helpers, protectors in whatever religion you are working with; means that it is for each person a chance to add a spiritual window through their own exploration. Finding oneself safe in the daily ride in our culture means exploring what you want in your life, how to you want to work with the divine beings. It is incumbent upon each individual to implore, explore and learn about history, and how they came to be here in this presence. We do not to live in the past but seek to break through chains of bondage to shatter old beliefs that try to capture the soul's freedom. The heart tugs and pulls and will draw you to your own protectors if given an opportunity; a forum for you to connect with them. For example when I approach any dangerous situation I call on these beings that I am in relationship with for safety and guidance. Why would you believe Creator God, Goddess, All That Is; would create such a magnificent place for you if it was not for you to own/owe up to your responsibility of being in right relationship with Creator? This is the "Inconvenient Truth". The grief that is caused by living is also the greatest joy by seeing the intense creativity happening. Through destruction there is also creation! Canvas rots, iron rusts and stone crumbles. As artists our work in the living world, still requires us to continually create and feed. Healing can come from your own active participation in feeding the Creator, feeding the holy divine beings. When I assist people in their own process of Vision Quest (to cry for a vision); for their life or their work within community, people connect with the Creator God in primitive situations where the focus is only on what their vision can be for their new life, continued life. Without you, the visions are incomplete. What is your vision for yourself? Do you have an on going relationship with your connection with all that is?
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