This year has led us down the path to becoming unconditional. To acceptance of life’s continual uncertainties. It’s the surest voyage to setting yourself free.
We are all riders on different courses of a mortal journey. This Universe resides nowhere and all at once, forever in the process of becoming.
As the second week of Oregon’s second quarantines begin, it seems easier to calibrate and accept that we must pull back to save future lives now. Along with the global Covid crisis- the Black Lives Protests amplified an already awakening of humanity.
Every action may have an equal and opposite reaction but I intend my countenance will be stable and unchanging in spite of difficulties & ignoble politicians.
Maybe it takes the pulling away of the light for leaves & light to matter. ￼There’s no map, no brave stars to tell us the way to go.
Out in the lonely channels there are great waves being made. Would we listen if there weren’t?
All of the frustrations you feel are valid. The vapid squalor society makes you feel like the one who’s fucked up. We are taught self-care and acceptance, coming together as diverse communities, inclusion and equity aren’t as important than the goals of a dominant culture built upon intimidation and mass production.
The advancement for equity and justice for Black Lives has been a well-spring of knowledge and cooperation, inclusion, and loving your fellow human. The rage has begun to quell- at least for a moment- and opens up a walk to something more.
In becoming unconditional you flip the equations of Newtonian limitations.
We’re coming to a higher awareness of accepting the other. The next challenge we are being called to is giving love to people we would otherwise disagree with & shame. Even when it’s warranted. Especially because it’s hard to do.
Because in becoming unconditional- you accept everything even when you can’t love yourself or forgive another person or country- you choose to love anyway.
The beat of an ocean calls forth your valiant surrender to all you can’t control.In the process of becoming unconditional you find small brilliance in little moments.
Listen to your heart. Let it thunder in the darkest corners. Let it fill the night which hears your longing.
When the work we do in private begins to manifest in ripples, the surge of abundance must be close behind. A small trickle couldn’t have gotten to you without flowing forth from the momentum that creates worlds. We don’t see all that was on its way coming until blessings begin breaking onto our shores.
In the process of becoming unconditional, you realize that a state of complete acceptance is not a static state of being.
Every day in every moment we are choosing what type of person we want to be. We must collectively come together- even if many of us are kicking and screaming on the way.
Because in the process of becoming unconditional, you believe in the godship within yourself. You find the divine within another person.
Even within the people and situations, systems that are totally broken, offensive, or oppressive. You choose to see the “I” in everyone.
Out here belong generational yearnings of all people calling to be free. We are the nameless thousands speaking in one voice. A multifaceted singular vision that is everything all at once and not at all.
into the drift,
again & begin.