Musings...

 Mountain of magic. This white back ground is killing me.  I am not sure if I can change it. Oh well. I wish I could write with the background of the actual blog. This is so plain and uninspiring. Ok, this is better now. I minimized the page and changed my desktop background. Still not the best, but better. Ocean good!! Strange week! Strange and interesting. Heavy programs churning mind like butter. Consciousness is a strange thing. What is the difference between despair and joy? Or between powerlessness and power? Why do some stand so long in powerlessness and others in power? What is the difference? True power. At the moment it appears that I don't understand this and what is happening to me. It has been very confusing. It has been so easy to fall into pits of the mind, and perhaps to fall out of them. With no apparent rhythm or design I am able to recognize. Just falling in and out, repetitiously. I don't understand why this is happening, or what it is. It seems like holding onto perceived patterns too tightly keeps me in this cycle of unsteady consciousness. It keeps me falling into unconsciousness. At this moment, I find anything that keeps me in this cycle undesirable. I don't think I have been able to see clearly enough to keep myself from regularly falling into pits of darkness. I don't think I have been able to do anything about it, but simply pass through it..It feels like my actions have continually put myself back into darkness, trapping me in a cycle of darkness. There hasn't been enough light within my being to lift myself out of this. -The next morning... I don't think I need to understand why this is happening, it just is. I don't think I need to understand anything about this, I'm not sure if in a way I ever will. Darkness makes you want to seize what you can not grab, for there is nothing there to grab, nothing to hold onto, the river merely passes by. A vision of us seizing in the darkness, is likewise a vision, without anyone seizing at all. The mirror is empty. Light born in darkness, darkness born in light. Light among Light. Sweetest of all wines. I think the heartless end of seizing is the birth of something real. For which real is seen among real, as real is all there is. The end of one road is the beginning of another. Seeing this, it is seen that this new beginning never begin at all, for it never ended. What was not sight was seeing all along. The sight has always been, pulling away at the soul. Breathing breath into the body of the world. A world without itself, merely a great Spirit and a great body. A living moment that is Soul. That which has always been. Singing sadness into a song of the most moving passion, to the greatest delight of all living beings, known or unknown to them. Singing beneath the shade of willow trees in the late Summer afternoon, while a long day's heat presses the mind to unrest. Unknown is the sweet singing. The sweet singing behind all the woes of the world. The singing is the water itself lapping against the dock in the stormy night. The water and the night which carry the deep cold and stillness of the Earth. There I found my Soul. I knew myself wonder mixed with unnameable bliss. There is no other moment than this one in the passing light of the Earth. The Earth moves me with such a stirring passion, it's long history of great feeling all contained and pressing out in this moment. A moment that in it's entirety is my life and feeling. The deep pressing mystery of my being, Light carrying me ever outwards and ever inwards. Singing a song that is the world. But here, I never want to leave. It is most precious. God has given it to me, above all else, as my own. It is my life, my most precious life. A life beyond life. Most precious Lord. Ceaseless savior of living beings. The highest lord above present in lake waters lapping against the dock in the night. Living light, bastion of the world. Many lords, living among men, toiling in the world, thinking of naught but themselves, will quickly come into their own and rule, outstanding most, with minds as high and sharp as jagged mountain peaks, Hearts that contain horizons, The great equalizers of our time, sensitive the pressing call of the Earth as it speaks in the mold and the body of each Man. A great many people of this light. Healers of life and land. Many lords and ladies in many countries, returning the law to the land. Healing the Earth with Wisdom and Divine Love. Spreading Love through Love. Wisdom through Wisdom. Light through Light. What great destiny awaits us. What praise and joy. What power we have to heal and to become whole. The land desires to sing and the people desire to sing with the land. In such a singing that is altogether wholesome and good. Such a light that shines through all changes, guiding, grounding, and upholding. A sturdiness that life can be built upon, that goodness can depend upon, a sturdiness to uphold the world and each one of us in it. Such a light is already here. It is within each of us and composes the very fabric of our being. It takes seeing it for the world to be full of it, the world that we know. It takes seeing it for it to come to others and for it to spread within humanity. The thing is, the light is already here, it is already shared amongst us, seeing it, we do not recognize it as it is. For we are not without, we are fulfilled, by the grace of God, forever and ever. This is fulfilledness. Such is the power and majesty of God. To create such a thing as this, it is beyond praise. His glory and power. Light among lights within light. Everything thing we have is a gift. Amen. Light amongst lights, everything given for the uplifting of everything else, hidden in plain sight, the greatest gift of all is free will. We are free to live our lives however we wish. Perhaps life itself and free will. Which go hand in hand. God's infinite mind, infinite being, and infinite nature are the most precious things in the universe. God's mind and His life are the life of all life, the source of all things. 

Life is empty of all things save His intelligence, which is supreme and unfathomable. This life alone is His mind, His being. This is God. Infinite being. Which is what Emptiness is, Supreme Being. Nothing else exists but this unfathomable emptiness. It simply is, I know it as Light and rejoice. We cannot be without the greatness of God. We cannot be without the Light of His being. It is his nature. He is supreme, and we are supreme in Him. His life is One end eternal. He is One and all. All things are One in Him. Supreme Lord of Being. Father. The Lord God, your land is blessed Father, you alone, Supreme One. We are supremely blessed in you, this supremely blessed kingdom. Of the highest peace and nature. Such are your ceaseless gifts to us. Turning to you, I regain myself. Endless, boundless you are, we dwell in a supremely blessed kingdom. We dwell in a supremely blessed kingdom, this is a supremely blessed kingdom. Blessed by your light and power, we awaken to your nature. Which is Supreme. You are the Supreme One. Your being stands alone, stretching far and wide, forever, endlessly stretching. You are the One, Supreme Lord. Your power and your nature. The Father has arrived. This is his infinite being. The bosom of his love. Supreme and endless bliss. Bliss upon bliss, forever, stretching forever. His nature, our nature, infinite supreme, undying bliss. This is Light, Being. He is here and I am One. I am Light, Being, Bliss, Infinite Bliss. This is Light, infinite being, and Bliss. Bliss eternal. Bliss, undying, unending bliss. Here I am, amongst all of this, as this, I AM. I AM. HERE I AM.