as is the natural basis of life
the central, unique potentiality of humankind
with it’s roots in being
as it all just-
and they say the truth will set you free
simply because there is freedom in truth, or rather, freedom is truth
so understand, compassion has always operated to reveal what is true
and fear will forever hinder freedom
then once you come from a place of isness
of sincerity, where nothing is hidden
you will notice intention
and intention will always follow the true goal
The Doors | Riders on the Storm
Rest in peace Ray,
you and your carnival keyboarding
Somewhere between a waking life
and a dimmed slumber
There’s a dream I fear I’ve never woken from
Nahko Bear | Great Spirit
Great Spirit on my tongue
be still be still
the time will come
when everyone will sing
all life is sacred
while I’m waiting
Great Spirit my fist is up
bringing the power to the people
your reflection of us
some of your people can’t hear
the cries of the earth
some of your people can’t feel it
the way that it hurts
and it hurts
Well I met her at a bus station, an elderly woman with two faces.
Wrinkles riddled her skin which begged me to question the life she had lived. At one glance I’d see a worn expression, but at another, broke through the guise of a child. I’d come to learn the folds weren’t those of just age, but of happiness, defined from a lifetime of use. It was as if her appearance held the spectrum of wisdom - the newborn and the old sage.
So there she was. She was alone, waiting, or more so just being patient. I don’t believe this old woman with two faces actually sat in anticipation for anything in particular. She was just settled. Still.
And there I was. Alone. And I’d found myself pacing my way past her from one end of the terminal and back, and she spoke out to me. They were quiet, gentle words that resounded loudly in myself.
“I notice you, you know.”
My pacing took a halt.
It wasn’t her words that paralyzed me, but the silence behind them. Something about them was completely understanding.
So I sat next to this elderly woman with two faces and I couldn’t help but ask where love had led her.
She replied to me with a response I could never forget. Her speech came out in a placid, pleasant, amiable kind of way. It was both a genial laughter and a piercing serious tone all at once.
“Oh dear boy, there is love or the lack of. It has no destination. Love is imminent and infinite. It’s so simple really. People don’t care to see it though. It’s presence and absence is the molder of all lives..”
That was the day I’d understood not to just love, but instead be love. There were too many broken people in the world for me to deny it, and this old woman with two faces was an example of love’s triumph.
Bob Dylan | Things Have Changed
This is a ring made from dinosaur bone, meteorite, and gold.
So you might seclude yourself. People have a knack of keeping an image of the first time they met you and you may even feel an obligation to that image. But you don’t. There’s something in you, it aches and it wants out. Maybe you don’t know, but sometime in your life, a seed had been planted in your soul and it wants to grow - a loss, a birth, traveling, a threat to health and well-being, generally some sort of blooming experience. So inside yourself, you want growth and you are grown now. You have the ability to choose your friends. Keep around those that lift you, those that water your spirit in each and every moment, and simply watch your life improve.