The Weight of the Human Soul
Humans have always had a deep fascination with the soul. What is the soul? Does the soul ever die? These are questions that humans have been asking, and trying to find answers to, for all of remembered history.
Humans have always had a deep fascination with the soul. What is the soul? Does the soul ever die? These are questions that humans have been asking, and trying to find answers to, for all of remembered history.
Humans have been attracted to water for time immortal. We are mostly made of water and so is our planet. Water brings us life, food, fun, relaxation and well being.
At some point on our treks through the valleys and mountain paths crisscrossing the intriguing remains of mystical and esoteric teachings that come down to us from ancient times, many of which managed to survive repression by mainstream religions to be modernized by twentieth century teachers and facilitators into conveniently updated Zen, Vedanta, Magick, Sufism and the like, we come across references to the White Brotherhood, the Secret Chiefs, the Ascended Masters.
As we move along the various paths the inner journey unveils, we begin to examine, out of curiosity or concern, the lives of others. We seem to see them more clearly, now that out own delusions of grandeur have been modified by seeing the untidy and rather tacky aspects of the current ego and some of its past life cousins. The lenses on our vision seem sharper, less muddied by the prejudices of unconscious judgements and more influenced by the discernment conferred by true humility.
What happened in the tiny town of Van Horn, Texas today as the world watched?
The circuit? That’s the one where we return to where we started and see our very own footsteps in the sand that we presumed had washed away in the tides of many incarnations, those passages through personalities and cultures that we assumed had left some indelible marks, but then find, much to our pleasurable surprise, that they can fade to insignificance once we shuck the comfort zones their gates and fences provided. Poverty and wealth, illness and health, ignorance and education, they all drop away as the feathers on Icarus’s wings as he closes in on the sun. Perhaps he dies on that final descent, or maybe he merges with the divine fire, a spark surrendering?
Your thoughts create your life so why not use your thoughts to manifest change? This is a quick and very effective way to manifest change.
Recently, I saw a white circular shape in my mind during meditations. It appeared at a distance and was shrouded in a white fog. Over the next few days, I began to see that white circle in my mind while in waking reality. I used my imagination to explore it. I saw myself drifting through it and I got comfortable with the vision of that circle in my physical mind. I knew it had significance.
I have previously advised on the practice of patience when those dreaded ‘dry spells’ interrupt the joys of crazy adventures in dreamland, leaving us high and dry with no enigmas to unravel. Certainly, effort, of the strenuous sort, seems not to resolve the blank canvas that upsets us. It’s not pushing ahead determinedly that catches the elusive butterfly in flight, but a unfocused yielding to whatever may come which presses the right buttons. And that yielding, that submission, may take some time to manifest the unseen. You know, days turning into weeks and maybe months before a breakthrough.
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