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Monday, March 21, 2016

Plunge into it...let life have you.

Even in the midst  of broken hearts and  new beginning love knows no limits, no bounds, no endings.
There is so much beauty here  on this strange planet.
Let the current life take you....

Love light and peace
Ps/smoh

Sunday, February 28, 2016

Choices....

The only thing that matters is to realize that there is only one true love, and that is the love for oneself, through loving and knowing oneself we obtain from the capacity to love and know others.
We don't need to seek others to make ourselves whole.
But if we become whole through self love, and understanding we attract like minded people and everything will fall into place.
We all have a Choice.
That is the only thing we need to understand.
Hardship and struggle doesn’t equal personal growth or a better life nor does choosing an 'easy path' whatever that means equal a shallow life or waste of a life.

If the choice we make is based on a conscious decision, based on our sub-conscious awareness then that the path we walk, that the path that makes us happy.
Life is actually very simple, we need to listen to our subconscious, our emotions, for they are telling us what we like or do not like, unclouded and without the rationalisation and justification interference of our brain.

The most important thing of all:
If you wish to increase happiness, do not aim to increase possessions; simply decrease your desires for possessions.
Love and a happy life is the only thing that fulfill us.

There is no such thing as destiny, only the destiny we create! We are not a drop in the ocean; we are the entire ocean in a drop.



Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Day 63

Friday, February 26, 2016

This is my present reality, on my knees at the altar of emptiness and not knowing....

Today...
Dare to allow yourself to be seen.
Dare to tell the truth.
Dare to stop pretending.
Dare to stay present to the secret fire that burns inside.
Dare to be wildly inconsistent.
Dare to let another in.
Dare to let go of the image.
Dare to never be prepared.
Dare to give everything
for the awakening of love
Dare to fail.
Dare to mess everything up.
Dare to fall to the ground,
humbled again, laughing.
Dare to dream and let dreams die.
Dare to honour the past but not cling to it.
Dare to give an honest Yes and an honest No.
Dare to be wrong.
Dare to be right.
Dare to be real.
Dare to be here.

Today.



Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Day 60

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Somehow I am always held....



Bow to each breath.
Prostrate yourself before every feeling.
Worship at the altar of every tingly bodily sensation.
Savour every sound, feel the perfection in every perception.
You are alive, and your aliveness is the world!
Nothing is personal here, so everything is a gift!

In my short time on this planet, I have known great sorrow, plunged into the depths of oceanic despair, been thrown so deeply into my loneliness that I thought I would never return. 
I have tasted the ecstatic joys of meditation, the fierce intimacy of love, the savage pains of heartbreak, the excitement of unexpected success and the blows of sudden failure. 
There were times when I thought I’d never make it, times when my dreams had been shattered so thoroughly I couldn’t imagine how life could ever go on. 
Yet it went on, and sometimes I found humility within the devastation, and out of the ashes of imagined futures often grew new and present joys, and no experience was ever wasted.
I have come to trust life completely, 
trust even the times when I forget how to trust at all, 
trust that life doesn’t always go according to plan, because there is no plan, only life, and even the times of great uncertainty hold supreme intelligence, and sometimes you have to fall to stand more fearlessly, with greater kindness.
And somehow I am always held, in a way I cannot explain and do not want to. I may be crushed yet again before too long, I may experience further seemingly insurmountable challenges and heartbreaks, but somehow I am always held.


Somehow I am always held.

Namaste
love light and peace
sm/smoh

Monday, February 22, 2016

Nothing to Do...



I find myself with nothing to do but be. It feels like that isn’t enough for all of us who were taught from childhood to accomplish. 
Surely I should be accomplishing something that feels necessary or vital. But breathing might fall into both of those categories. 
I have the bad habit of trying to fix myself and life. 
Life doesn’t need fixing and neither do I. For human fixing just adds to the sum total of the world’s suffering. Mum is gone for good. 
Can I sit here with this feeling of utter failure, this sense that it is all out of my hands anyway? 
Does the stone I feel in my body need to stay until it has served its purpose? 
The stone in my throat, in my heart, in my belly; everyone knows that feeling of mortality the heaviness, the sorrow, the burial in matter. 
All I can do is be with in my nothingness. 
For fixing suffering is beyond human abilities. 
No one understood this. 
Let us rest together in our emptiness, in our foolishness. Perhaps rest is what brings in the miracles performed by what is not of the human capacity to deliver. 
Let us turn to the simple words found in simply let it be it's the opposite direction of our brainwashing. 

For quite some time now, I find the brainwashing has been on a high speed spin cycle. The foolishness has mostly gone done the drain....mostly. 
All there is, is this Eternal Now Moment. 
The only escape is into awareness. 
We knock at the door of self-comforting but there is nobody home. Only God is home. Only IT can open the door that you are and IT is. 
The void demands your absence and your presence. 
Once you master that, anything is possible....


Sorrow is the greatest teacher. It's too bad but it' the truth.

Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Sunday, February 21, 2016

Love yourself and feel completely at peace with yourself and the world around you.



Learn that you are in control of who you are, and how you react to people and situations really portrays how you feel inside. 
Started not caring about what others thought of you, and learn to love yourself, you will notice that others would want to be around you more. 
Changed for the better, and feel amazing because you have accepted that you the one that needs to love YOU, not needing everyone to love you just because you want them to. 
Love yourself, love your strengths and you will go far. When you truly love yourself sharing love is your focus the need to judge others recedes. 
It's something we all need to work on...compassion over judgement.

I was fortunate to be told when I was in my early 20’s. What you don't like about someone turns that thought and find you dislike the same things in yourself. 
This is very true and really makes a person pay better attention and be a better person thus loving one’s self and looking for the good in others. 
I always remember this when a poor thought comes to mind and it smartens me up right fast on another note, you never know what may cause someone else's troubles. 
Send them positive thoughts instead!!!
Often we forget who we are; we live in a world of greed, in a world of judging each other, in a world of monetary gain and scaled by our financial success. 
Yet we forget the most powerful tool yourself our love of yourself we wish to have what others have, yet we don't know how depressing their life's are. 
Be happy you are what you are accept to be at peace with yourself - enjoy to laugh, enjoy to love and when you least expect there will be others along your side because that is the only true path of life the other is just a temporary state of mind.
Stop referring to yourself in the third person simple really. You just cannot, under any circumstances, do, be, treat or act in any way shape or form, towards yourself. 
When you love yourself you can also love others but if you forget about yourself then you create a space that is a danger zone!! 
For you and everyone around you!!

You can get lost when you are treated badly by others. But the truth is, the little shits they have made you feel bad about yourself, well remember they are just one little pinprick in the universe. 
Yes sadly we share this world with this shitty people. So remember they are just a pinprick, think that is very fitting.

There is no heaven, no hell, take responsibility for you, live for here and now with no fear or expectation of reward.

Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Saturday, February 20, 2016

THIS MOMENT, FRIEND, THIS MOMENT



 This is for anyone who is going through a crisis, big or small.

"I know that sometimes it feels like everything's falling apart, and even the most beautiful spiritual words sound like bullshit, meaningless, flowery, new-age drivel.
We lose everything we thought defined us, or made us happy, everything that seemed to matter to us, and it feels like we will never recover. We are left in total despair, disappointment, disillusionment. It seems like 'the end', with no hope of recovery.

Yet in life, there are no true endings, only transformations, new beginnings emerging from rubble. Old dreams dying, the false falling away, which can be excruciatingly painful, of course, of course! Destruction, breakdowns, disruptions, shocks and losses, often feel like enemies, but always contain seeds of the new, and sometimes it just takes time to recover.

This devastation you are going through, this crucifixion of dreams you feel, is an opportunity to let go of EVERY SINGLE IDEA you've ever had of how your life was "supposed to be", all those cherished dreams that were simply false, yet beautiful and useful at the same time.

The invitation today is to be present to your life, to wake up to it, to turn towards this immediacy, to dignify what is actually happening where you are.
If there is loneliness visiting you here and now, do not turn away.
If there is fear, do not push it away or try to escape.
If there is frustration, anxiety, or just a quiet sense of hopelessness moving in you, do not reject these energies. 
They just want to be felt, now. 
They are not wrong.

Sometimes life brings us to our knees so that we will FEEL everything we've been running away from all our lives. 
And yes, the 'meeting' may hurt.
But perhaps feeling the hurt is the beginning of healing, not the ending of it.
And watch the mind.
How it constantly spins, rewinds and fast-forwards, constantly leaves the present scene of your life, here and now.
Thought is constantly running away from the present moment. It goes into memory - of how good things were before, of how wonderful your life used to be. And it longs to return there. And it feels unable to. And despair results.
Regret.
Longing.
Homesickness.
And it fast-forwards into the future, imagining all kinds of future scenarios, many dark and scary. It takes you into regions way beyond your control. And both movements into past and future disconnect you from where you are NOW, which is all there is.
They take you away from your only point of power - this moment.

But this moment is all there is. This breath. These sensations. Present sounds, smells. Present beating of the heart, the feeling of your butt on the chair.
A little bird singing on the tree outside.
The buzz of the television over there.
A feeling of contraction in the chest, tenderness in the throat.
This is a call to radical, radical simplicity.
To honouring the not-knowing.
To admitting humility in the face of life.

Without the story of past and future, can you really know that your life has 'gone wrong'?
For that is the belief at the core of everything, isn't it?

That your life has 'gone wrong'. That the 'me' has failed somehow. That the universe is cruel and somehow against you.
It's an intelligent conclusion to make, yes.
I won't judge you for it.
But perhaps it's not the truth.
Perhaps the mind doesn't know.

Our disillusionment, our inability to believe all those spiritual teachings now, including my own, is not a mistake - it is pure intelligence at work!
Our disillusionment is part of waking up, not the end of waking up!

This is all an invitation to a deeper awakening than you ever thought possible.

You are being forced to question everything - everything - including all those cherished spiritual teachings that once held so much value.
You are being called to find your own authority, to let go of all those bullshit ideas about what 'a good life' means.
You are being invited to let go of everything second-hand, everything old, everything received - from parents, teachers, gurus - everything in memory, and be present to life, raw and naked.

Sometimes we have to lose everything to remember our total humility, to remember that we are not in control, and that each moment is full of wonder and thrilling uncertainty.
You are on a path of devastation now - it was exactly what it is.

This is not the end for you - it is the beginning of a new and different life, a new way of moving in the world, however hard that is to see. It is a time of renewal, of slowing-down, of discovering the abundance contained within the nothingness.
A time to be kinder to yourself. There is so much potential for you, friend, even if you cannot believe that.
There have been many times in my own life when I felt unable to go on, unable to stand. I felt that I had lost everything, that nothing was possible, and that the void was the only life. But I just didn't know what the universe had in store.
Even though you feel lonely and abandoned, frightened and angry, friend, know that many others are walking with you, and many others understand.
You will write your own book of transformation one day.

This moment, friend. THIS moment."
Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

day 55

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Hope is a traveler...

You can only heal your heart with your heart, and to do that we have to open the heart wide enough for its healing elixir to rain down on our pain. 
Why bury the tears that heal us? 
Why bury the emotions that fertilize our expansion? 

Emotional release is a potent way to regain a genuine experience of the moment. 
Tears are God’s heart shield wipers. They clear the dirt from our heart so we can see the path clearly. Let our quest for spiritual expansion begin with emotional authenticity. 

Nothing to hide, nowhere to hide it.  
Maybe instead of saying 
"what's wrong?", when we see someone crying, 
we could say 
"how beautiful your heart is open. It's so great you are very courageous and allowing this energy to move through you. I am here for you. Let me know if you need anything." 

In all of my tears lately I'm aware of how I could look like I am "not doing well" to others who might pass me on my night walks. In reality, 
I am coming more into my body and opening up to new awareness and realness, and while I do hurt sometimes, 
I am aware that I cannot feel happy or love if I don't let the tears out.





Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Its time we stop hiding..

I am always surprised when friends apologize for being in a bad mood, or sharing their life challenges when I bump into them, as though there is something wrong with sharing our difficulties with each other. 
This is yet another example of the bullshit world we have created in, where we are only acceptable to each other if we share good news. 
I often wonder if we are resistant to other’s bad news because we are trying to bypass our own difficulties. Whatever it is, this has to shift. 
We aren’t going to co-create a genuinely positive world until we can hold the space for each other’s shadow. 
Better an authentic frown than an inauthentic smile any day. A smile that is built on a pretentious foundation isn’t a smile at all.

I know we often want it happy and positive, but that’s just not where much of humanity is. Many of us are overwhelmed with pain, undigested sadness, unexpressed anger, unseen truths. This is where we are at, as a collective. So we have two choices. 
We can continue to pretend it’s not there, cover it over, shame and shun it in ourselves and others, distract and detach whenever possible. 
Or, we can face it heart-on, own it within ourselves, look for it in others with compassion, and create a culture that is focused on authenticity and healthy emotional release. 
If we continue to push it all down, we are both creating illness, and delaying our collective expansion. 

But if we can just own the shadow, express it, release it, love each other through it we can finally graduate from the School of Heart Knocks and begin to enjoy this magnificent life as we were intended. Pretending the pain isn’t there just embeds it further. 

Let’s illuminate it instead.

The path of life is not soft and sweet. 
It is not artificially blissful and feigned forgiving. 
It is not fearful of divisiveness. 
It is not afraid of its own shadow. 
It is not afraid of losing popularity when it speaks its truth. 
It will not beat around the bush where directness is essential. 
It has no regard for vested interests that cause suffering. 
It is benevolent and it is fiery and it is cuttingly honest in its efforts to liberate itself and humanity from the ego ties that bind. 

Ordinary life is the miracle, as it is the mundane and the everyday. 
Every joy, every pain, every moment of profound doubt is none other than that which we have always sought. 
No special revelation is required here. We never need to wait for grace. This blessing cannot be transmitted by special beings taught by enlightened gurus, bought or sold. It is simpler, closer, more freely available, and more intimate.

Namaste
ps/smoh
love light and peace

Thursday, February 11, 2016

"Grieve. so that you can be free to feel something else."



Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. 
It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. 
Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. 
Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. 
But what is most unpleasant does the not know what is happening. 
Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, 
holding its breath, 
unsure about what the next step should be, 
eventually become the periods we wait for, 
for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, 
a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.

Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

A PRAYER FOR THE LIVING. Life breaks, fixes, helps me every moment, it brings a deeper humility & trust. Let this moment be a companion, feel its warm presence. Let me die living, laughing, beautifully, opening to life with gratitude.

Life,
Break in me whatever needs to be broken.
Fix my hope of ever being fixed.
Use me. Draw every ounce of creativity out of me. Help me live a radically unique life, forever forging a never-before-trodden path in the forest.
Show me how to love more deeply than I ever thought possible.
Whatever I am still turning away from, keep shoving in my face.
Whatever I am still at war with, help me soften towards, relax into, and fully embrace.
Where my heart is still closed, show me a way to open it without violence.
Where I am still holding on, help me let go.
Give me challenges and struggles and seemingly insurmountable obstacles, if that will bring an even deeper humility and trust in the intelligence of life.
Help me laugh at my own seriousness.
Allow me to find the humour in the dark places.
Show me a profound sense of rest in the midst of the storm.
Don't spare me from the truth. Ever.
Let gratitude be my guide.
Let forgiveness be my mantra.
Let this moment be a constant companion.
Let me see your face in every face.
Let me feel your warm presence in my own presence.
Hold me when I stumble.
Breathe me when I cannot breathe.

Let me die living, not live dying.

As one grows wiser, it becomes all the more obvious that our ego is not in control and life is to be lived with gusto damn the consequences! 
Each moment s a precious gift, receive it with full gratitude.

Living life means asking for nothing in return. Give, give, and give some more. The fundamental essence of life, peace, and joy which together form the absolute core of one's being come truly alive when one has absolutely nothing left to give.

Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

The messy way...



These are things we learn through the journey of life. I think when we are young we are just too busy living everyday life and don't think about these things till we are older.

How come some people seems to just slip into their "calling" so effortlessly, and they are still assholes? It’s like they were given this straight road with their passion intact, and they are mean. 
They can even be brilliant.

Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Eventually all the pieces of your puzzle will fit, and then it will ALL make perfect sense... There are no extra pieces.



Perfection of Life is felt when we understand reality has many sides, and there is bound to be positive and negative experiences balanced at a neutral centre. Being able to observe challenges from a neutral point gives us clarity with less attachments to feeling a victor or victim and stay as students to life.

Perfection is an attitude, either it is there or it is absent.



*The fragrance of CHANGE*

Raise your standards mentally and do whatever it takes to make it your physical reality. No, you don't have to justify and explain it to the world. 
Those who get it will get it. 
The rest will SEE it.


Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Faith is not a religious concept but relate to all secular matters, not being convinced of a claim doesn't require faith.

The theist often struggles with the irrelevance of their belief to the secular. Many seem to think we need something to replace it. I no more need a replacement than a lifetime non smoker needs a nicotine patch.
Self-centeredness and religion go hand in hand. 
If my sister were able to see how little religion means to me she just might figure out that she matter to me regardless of her self-labelling. It is, however, seemingly impossible for her to separate her own self from the indoctrinated self.



Really, I think that if screening had been going on when I was a child I would have been considered "on the spectrum". NOT good at "blocking."

This is true there are some people in your life family or not, that I have come to realized that they don't belong in my life; they are just not for me! 
I have learned to be okay with that.
My friendship is priceless, and it is given to those who appreciate and would care for me and my welfare. Those people are hard to find, but when found I will, have and shall give my friendship freely.



This morning as I was walking down a familiar path, suddenly there are questions raging, questions that seem to demand immediate answers. 
What to do with this precious gift of a life? 
Where to go? 
What to say next? 
Which choice to make or not make? 
Which voice to listen to? 
How to make everything okay? 
How to hold it all together? 
How to avoid falling apart?

And suddenly the questions cannot hold, they shatter into a million silences, because a tiny bird has perched itself on the path in front of you, perched in the here and now, not in the there and then in which you are seeking your answers. 
You keep staring at it, and then came an answer, the unexpected bird was telling me>>>>>you know that everything is okay with the universe. Questions will get answered, or not, and solutions will appear or not appear at the perfect time, because you will make yourself available to them, as you are available now to this tiny and unexpected bird.

Perhaps today is not a day for answers and unshakeable certainties; it is a day for birdsong and staying close to questions as they walk with you down familiar paths.

Namaste
love light and peace
sm/smoh
38 day

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

It's "stand-down" programming designed to extinguish the passion and yearning to fulfill the mission you came to Earth to complete. Shake off all that nonsense & complacency, STAND UP AND BE THE CHANGE YOU SEEK!

I am so tired of people saying, 
“You are exactly where you are supposed to be,” 
no matter what someone’s life circumstances and challenges. 

Yes, there is no question that we can often learn something of value wherever we are on the path; and yes, we may have, in some situations, attracted the exact challenge that we need to grow, 
BUT that does not mean that we are ALWAYS where we are supposed to be, or that we chose our reality. 

Telling that to someone in every situation even when they are ill or suffering tremendously is arrogant, and adds insult to injury. 
Sometimes we need a kick in the ass, and sometimes we are just a victim of terrible circumstances. Sometimes we chose our reality, and sometimes it just chose us. 
Sometimes our suffering is needless and the result of other people’s wrongdoing. 

Compassion demands that we hold the space for other’s challenges with a wide open heart. Let them decide if they are exactly where they are supposed to be. 
It’s not for us to say.




Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Day 37

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Consciousness paths are no game....day 31

"When we have been in a state of overcoming for much of our lives, it can be difficult to surrender to the fact that there is no longer anything to overcome. 
Wilful overcoming and goal become an entrenched way of being, one that is associated with our very survival and it can be difficult to slow down and realize that we made it out. 
That we are no longer at risk. 
That we created a healthier, safer reality. 
This is as true for people who overcame poverty as it is those who made it out of unsafe home environments. Many of us and I am one of them have great difficulty recognizing and integrating the fact that we are no longer back there. 
Our minds know we got out, but our animal bodies are still carrying the same anxieties that fuelled our overcoming. 
In my own experience, the key to the shift in awareness is developing our capacity for surrender to our bodies. 
Only when we can drop down below our wilful warrior, only when we can slow down and truly FEEL the change, will we be able to integrate the fact that we are no longer back there. 
For us to know the war is over, we have to allow ourselves to breathe deeply into the beautiful world that we have created with our own efforts. 
We have to raise the white flag in our hearts. 
This is no easy feat surrendering brings up the old anxieties at first- but if we stay with it, it will become a natural way of being. 
And the wars of overcoming, slowly a thing of the past..."




Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh/jb

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

When does the pain actually stop though? Does it ever or do you simply learn to accept it?

In my experience with pain, it transmutes and evolves... if we can brave the pain and is present with it then it will show us new depths of ourselves and of life. It will offer gifts. 
It takes courage to walk through it and there's no time-line. It takes a lot of trust. It may or may never go away fully but if you can allow, it will become part of the tapestry of who you. 
From experience, the intense pain does pass.

"This too shall pass." is a mantra that can be helpful.

The journey form fear to freedom has been messy and chaotic as hell for me. The doubt was really about not resisting reality. 
And as we know....the pain is always in the resistance. 
So go ahead, get messy. Wade a round in the muck of your life. There is a treasure buried deep in that quicksand....
Where there is courage to open to the possibility we see a wondrous opportunity to deepen in karmic stature. 
It took such courage to brave it all; this is not to say that we don’t grieve loss, but to remind us of the opportunity that lives at the heart of every farewell. 
A little scar tissue can go a long way on the path to presence.
Just remember the love we had. Love longs to gently pour its healing balm through the cracked crevices of our shadow to the fertile soil within, just as the sunlight quietly streaming through the curtain of the darkened cell. Love changes us. 
There is no escape from its longing. 
It just does.

There is no easy way to be found "out there" to get us through life. We have each been created with the packaging of our own unique being, instructions and necessary gifts/tools for the direction of life included within. 
The challenge is to each our own package to discover the wonder within. And there it begins, there, deep within, we find the truth has been there all along. 
But we are not alone to do this work. We share the contents of our package with the packages of others, and we discover we have much in common as well as much to learn from each other as well as from the beauty of all that has been created around us. 

Love is the Great Packager that creates us and bonds us together on the journey. But, the journey begins and ends within, through the unwrapping of our own unique being in the daily mundane of life.

Namaste
Love light and peace
ps/smoh

Monday, January 25, 2016

Speak to one another more often in the languages of music and kindness

(•_•)
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/ \ Blood is thicker than water, we hear this all the time. But it’s also more likely to clot and destroy. I am definitely from a family of clot and destroy. The pangs run deep right now.
It's why I had to start using a tourniquet.



Both sides of my family have great stories. I grew up with people who experienced exciting lives, shared their histories and passions, told stories that grew and grew and I did too.
Yes, I still do.
We all have stories to tell and want to tell. The problem is finding someone to WANT to listen and in a lot of cases also learn.
Family are the ones you were born to. There's another way I was born to: I am not an inferior life form!
Family are those that reflect where you are at on your journey. I believe that we bond together on the basis of shared resonance.
It has nothing to do with blood.

Two different ideas of family, two different worlds of possibility; 
Survive, or thrive.
Cling together for dear life, or invite each other to truly LIVE...

Sometimes, I think we have forgotten who we are. Let there be light, proof of love and reason, wed with goodwill, the finest of human sentiments.

If only we in this era could be worthy of the presence and wisdom of another.


Someday, all shall be well probably not in my life time. 
That's why I stopped buying green bananas.

Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Sunday, January 17, 2016

A big mouth and a sharp tongue????

True!
I was seemingly born with a fire in my belly and a sharp tongue. My mind stays sharp under pressure maybe it even gets a touch sharper and I’m notorious for saying what I mean.  
Just ask my family and I think they cannot make up their mind if they hate me or my mouth and sharp tongue. These qualities made me a pretty righteous babe my entire young adulthood. I know I have strong opinions, lots of critical thinking, and a heaping portion of scepticism. 

Here’s what I believed:
There is a right and a wrong, good and bad.
There is a rational explanation for everything.
Time is of the essence. So hurry to get things done, you are under control.
And 
“I’ll do it my way, thanks” attitude. 

I felt alone and I was alone. Is it wrong to want to live a life that you choose, not chosen for you? I am being punished for running away. 

I saw the world in black and white, are you on my team? 
Do you get it? I navigated every experience with distress and derision.
This is how I began to question what I was taught. We have told ourselves, and been deeply conditioned by a story, Story of Separation. 
In this Story we harbor the collective pain that this separation and its myriad consequences and outgrowths, creates. This pain has grown to a point that we all sense we know that the promises of heaven and hell. Some of us are clinging more tightly to the fantasy of order and safety and stimulate us to engage when we don’t want to.

Everything is everything: 
We must move into a different story. Different, with different purposes and gifts, but each necessary. Integration is the mandate. 
Stop the turf war, the labelling, and the blaming, the us vs. them, good vs. bad. It must stop because this thinking, this energetic orientation only maintains the problem as it exists.

You have to begin to understand that we were being told a story by the dominant paradigm. It was a controlled narrative that served an agenda, all that I had is hoped to believe in.
Somehow further news of catastrophe at the hands of industry would only validate my beliefs and intuition that everything was wrong.

There were times the Truth felt so oppressive I wanted to be dead. I wanted not to have brought children into this corrupt, twisted world where everyone is self-sedated and complicit in evils beyond all imaging.
I began writing about my plight, the plight of the awakened, and now I understand that I was looking for my tribe. I had to leave in order to grow and have a life, a life that I want for myself. I want to live my life the way I want it, so I packed my bag and left.

I took down my sword for a moment and let the blood rush back into my arm.
Somehow, feeling seen and understood in my pain, helped to ease my rage. I was able to think more clearly, fearless and ready.
Layers upon layers upon layers...it peels, like an onion.

I’ve never cared about dying. For whatever reason, this has never been a compelling threat to me. I didn’t come in with the usual checks and balances that keep people in orderly control. I knew that I would willingly run naked out on the battlefield, but I also knew that I had to be strategic. Not impulsive. Nonetheless, an aggressive tactic was the only one that appealed to me. 
So I left.
Once I arrived in NZ I starts working towards the light every day. I wished for only one thing – the intuition and internal guidance I needed to know what to do and when to do it. I sought support from none other the higher power I belief there is. My egg continued to crack and crack and crack as I expanded to encompass truths that didn’t fit neatly into my worldview.

Then funny things began to happen. Coincidences, synchronicities, and signs. 
I began to feel that I was part of something bigger. Something unfolding. It was a liberating and exhilarating sensation. 
I began to be exposed to new kinds of knowing. 
I began to understand with something other than my mind. 
These things that I learned felt more like a remembering, than learning.

Then I got caught again, this time, in the “spiritual ego”. I began to feel frustrated with everyone in the activist realm who wasn’t “doing the work” of self-betterment. I felt superior. I was trying harder. Working on myself in every way possible. I lost patience. Again.
I had to ask myself – do I just want to be right and win or do I want to change the world and the experience of life on this planet?
What now....
While there is certainly no manual, no set of instructions, and no should and should not...but there is points of guidance.
Fight for not against – while this is a transition,
I plan to uphold, celebrate, and embrace the beauty of a life lived in the spirit of connection and purpose.
I care, deeply, about all of the issues that I have cared about before. It’s just that I have grown the power of my intuition, my softness, and my divine femininity.
My suffering is witnessed by my higher consciousness and it is integrated, not resisted. I live without the stress I used to call a companion.
And I’m making space for things I never had time for including being quiet and still.

Be the change you want to see in the world, right? 
As you are waking up to the Truth, simply work to be more you. By living your truth, you hold space for others to live theirs. 
This butterfly effect is referred to as “morphic resonance” and describes the effect of your way of being on those around you and the world at large. 
Your energy affects those around you as evidenced by own personal electromagnetic fields. Your decisions matter.

You don’t need to be right.

What comes with the agenda of holding space is a relinquishing of the need to be right. I don’t need to be right anymore. 
I simply don’t care whether others agree, judge, or even rage against my perspectives. I understand that everyone’s journey is different, and that their behaviour is a reflection of their lived experience and their relationship to themselves. 
Being right doesn’t do anything for me other than enforce a divisive narrative. In fact, paying mindful attention to the strong defensive reactions that arise in us helps us to know when a wound is being exposed. 
Awareness is sometimes the best healer.
Now I understand that logic and reason is the tools that we need. They don’t create beliefs. I won’t convince anyone who is clinging to the Story of Separation. You have to sit quietly with yourself and feel for your truth. 
Choose what Story will be yours.

Yes I don't dress, or think and act like you....am I to be hate for that?


I am BAFFLED how many individuals today including youth defend ancient traditional man-made laws and rules which oppress their own innate freedom and human rights of free-will.
Indeed, this unconscious defence is a part of the hypnosis too. Feeling obliged to remain attached to everything that was instilled in childhood via fear and loss of security

Thorough cultural programming, if our loyalty was weak, people would follow every new idea and that would be chaos too. 
I think the human race is just going to take another few dozen generations to wise up.
This is ever a challenge with the children, teens, adults and families. This too, a challenge I faced when growing up, feeling often that what was demanded served no purpose other than keeping me in 'control.' 

My questioning the 'why' was not always received favourably. Yet, I stepped beyond this oppression and now I own my liberation.
People are more concerned about what "God" means for them and their lives, rather than what it means to know "God."
I do not believe that many, or any, of the armies and philosophers in history who fought for or against "God" or gods, truly cared about the meaning of a concept.

They cared about how a system, based on a "god" could ensure their wealth, and dominance over other humans, and the planet as a whole.

The product of this process is the rituals we force ourselves into today. On the other side of the coin, if a certain rule, practice, or way of life makes another person's spiritual development better, I have no reason to ask that they give it up.

Indeed. 
Those who question the norm are often labelled as the troublemakers since we challenge the status quo which was/ is designed to control the masses, which does not respect individuality.
The whole purpose of these rules and practices is supposedly to enhance one's connection with the Divine. If a ritual or practice does not accomplish that, it should be left out and practiced only by those whom it helps.

Majority following ancestral rituals do so merely out of traditional obligation, with very little understanding of their Spiritual purpose.

If people understood that its more about a Feeling and Connection, rather than a mechanical process, they could see that any rule/ritual that Feels right is right for them, and if not, then leave it be. 
There is an infinite spiritual freedom that accompanies the idea of God that people do not realize.

 People can believe in any way they want, such as pantheism, like Albert Einstein, or deism like Isaac Newton, or anything else, because it is about a Feeling. 
When it comes to this idea, there is no restriction in how you interpret it, and so there should be no restrictions in how you incorporate it into your life.

Sadly some people will not give up on the things that they can use to control or suppress others. You cannot get closer to God by trampling on others. You shouldn't look for an advantage over others but to help lift up those that is disadvantaged.

Let everyone regulate their conducts . . . by the golden rule of doing to others as in similar circumstances we would have them do to us, and the path of duty will be clear before him.

Guided by TRUTH and God's loving care, Stand I free of longing and despair.

Love ends Fear. And those who Love others, can follow the Golden Rule easily, and benefit from the Golden Rule as well.

If we give up on an idea too quickly, we fear we might go too far all at once, so we historically are slow to take risks. 
Patience - how many times do we observe a failing before we try something else?
It takes the race generations and generations to learn things - the human race is right on track - evolutionarily speaking.
It seems sad to aware souls that the race should suffer for so long till we learn our lessons. But the human race is Barely a teenager.
All our wishes to end suffering will come true, given a thousand years, or more

Men are arrogant and the entitlements they feel are their ego.

Morality is biological driven in our species. Traits that we view as moral are deeply embedded in the human psyche. 
Honesty, fidelity, trustworthiness, kindness to others, and reciprocity are primeval characteristics that helped our ancestors survive. 
In a world of dangerous predators, early man could thrive only in cooperative groups. 

Good behaviour probably strengthened the tribal bonds that were essential to survival. What we now call morality is probably a suite of behaviours favoured by natural selection in an animal weak alone but strong in numbers. 

Love, art, language and technology are important but they are created by our big evolved brains. Just because we have rational explanations about our origins does not make them less wondrous.

I would contend that secular humanism provides a much better basis for morality than theism. Under secular humanism, we are accountable to our fellow human being. 

We're all in this together, and we only get one shot, so it's in our best interests to eliminate suffering and increase happiness wherever possible, for as many people as possible. 
Under a theistic system of morality, any, and I mean absolutely ANY action can be justified if you convince people it's a command from God.



Namaste
love light and peace
sm/smoh

Saturday, January 16, 2016

Day 20



Life will never be normal again. It will be different, but it will never be as it was.
How could it be? For the first few weeks, your friends will be wonderful. They’ll offer you lots of smiles and hugs.
They’ll offer to take you to dinner and they’ll listen as you talk about how bad the pain is.
You’ll hear a lot of “I’m here for you”, and “If there’s anything I can do” comments during this time.
After a couple of weeks,and months it will seem like people have forgotten that you lost this important part of your life.
They’ll stop asking how you are, and they might even look worried when you want to talk about your mum.
I am very lucky having a few good friends that fast over me regardless. These friends indeed are family I chose for myself.
You see, people who haven’t gone through this pain think there’s a period of grieving and that's it.
After a certain time, you should be ready to move on with your life and "get over it."
But you will never get over it.
I'd never tell anyone to 'look on the bright side' or 'get over it'. It's cruel and completely invalidating of someone's deep pain, grief, despair. One cannot heal trauma by denying or minimizing its existence.

The pain will lessen, and the moments of intense grief will be farther apart, but how can you ever get over losing your mother?

I am at a loss for adequate words to express my sadness. I am so blessed that I was able to spend some time with her but it wasn’t enough. 
Friends always mention closure at a time of loss. 
They say 
"At least you got to say goodbye and had some time with her recently". That "closure" is never something you experience with the loss of a loved one.

I have learned life-long lessons through her kindness and in her memory; I will walk through life with a bigger heart. 
I'm having such a hard time making sense of your passing. I am standing by your side in my prayers every night mum. 

Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Friday, January 15, 2016

COURAGE, I need courage. I'm facing everything...day 19

Courage is your willingness to not know.
To speak your truth. 
To walk your path.
To face ridicule and rejection.
To keep going, despite the voices in your head and the judgements of others.
And there are no guarantees you will make it.
Nobody can walk for you!
You walk in radical alone, naked in the face of life, no protection, no crutches, no external authority.
Standing alone, blasted and burned with grief
empty as the sky
and the only way out is through
courage to share, and share it so well
One precious moment at a time, as granted...
No ideology to save me.
No promises anymore.
Only the beating of the heart, and the air in the lungs, and the thrill and terror of being utterly free, and numb.
And a knowing from deep within.
And the call of my ancestors.
And the the ground holding me.
Walking courageously my path, in radical alone, to speak my truth.
The sun nourishing me.
Warm tears running down my cheeks.
With the fragrance of love everywhere, can embrace the world one more day
And this gorgeous vulnerability
which makes me totally unbreakable.

"Even if you let go of the path you can't avoid, this will come back till you go through it"" mum said; 
"having a hard time just wait, having a good time just wait.
The comfort zone in life doesn't last forever. 
Change will come sooner or later. The later is approaching."




Courage is doing and standing, not giving up, believing in one’s self when nobody else does, and realizing that to stand alone and still believing in self is courage. 
It takes courage to not be a fool.


One of the greatest pleasures in life is doing what others say you cannot. That is the definition of faith. I trust that the universe is kind and loving therefore I am.

Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Thursday, January 14, 2016

Day 18



Mummy this sounds like something you have always told me again and again...when I am complaining about favouritism.
She herself was a very young bride, a teenager still in her teens>>>>>got married at 19 and become a mother at 20... I really hate that era.
Me at 19, I don't even know what I am, who I am, what I want....all I know is fun!

A few months ago I asked my mother to share some thoughts on the difference between guilt and regret. I don’t really have serious talk with her but somehow this time I felt that I need to. We all do have issues in life, being married at a very young age and became a mother at 20 just as life started to blossom and not knowing fully her role can be very hard.
One thing she said to me 
“I know I am not the mother that my children wants me to be, but I did my best. I am a child myself when I married your father.”

People use the word “guilt” more often than is appropriate. Improperly using the word “guilt” can result in unnecessary emotional distress and harsh self-criticism. 
The word “guilt” refers to something you did, something which you feel you shouldn’t have done because it was morally or legally wrong. 
But what if the experience you feel guilty about was not something you caused or had control over? Then you would feel regret, not guilt.
As an emotional response to a distressing experience, the sound of the word “guilt” is harsher and more of a self-reproach than the word “regret.” 
If you say, 
“I feel so guilty” you should make sure that the deed and circumstances surrounding it actually warrant your feeling of guilt rather than regret.


"Death ends a life but it doesn’t end a relationship that lives on in the mind of the survivor. How we grieves is extremely individual when our parent died. 
The mourning for a mother never really ends I think. A daughter’s feelings, thoughts, hopes, desires and attitudes are influenced by a mother. But this mother does not have to be the mother who existed in real life but who is a mother who exists in the daughter’s heart and mind. This is a mother who is carried within a daughter forever.

Every death of a loved one changes us.

There are special times in the developing daughter’s life in which the absence of a loving person is painful.
When we grieve we don’t know exactly what we need, and in the end, no one can provide the “fix” for us. Realizing that you don’t really know what you need all the time as you go through this is important, too.
Losing someone you love and care deeply about is very painful. 
I experience all kinds of difficult emotions and it may feel like the pain and sadness will never let up. I know these are normal reactions to a significant loss. 
But while there is no right or wrong way to grieve, there are healthy ways to cope with the pain that, in time, can renew and permit me to move on.

Grief is a natural response to loss. It’s the emotional suffering one feel when someone we love is taken away. The more significant the loss, the more intense the grief will be. Trying to ignore our pain or keep it from surfacing will only make it worse in the long run. For real healing it is necessary to face your grief and actively deal with it.
Feeling sad, frightened, or lonely is a normal reaction to loss. Crying doesn’t mean you are weak. You don’t need to “protect” your family or friends by putting on a brave front. Showing your true feelings can help them and you.
Crying is a normal response to sadness, but it’s not the only one. Those who don’t cry may feel the pain just as deeply as others. They may simply have other ways of showing it.

There is no right or wrong time frame for grieving. How long it takes can differ from person to person"

Namaste
love light anf peace
sm/smoh

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

The quiet moments you hold so dear
The memories you see so clear
Are God's clues to help you see..
Your heart is yours and allowed free to be
The dreams you have alone you are
Your secret thoughts to others unknown
Are clues again to set a goal
To follow to find a happy soul
The wishes you make upon a star
Are the truest clues of who you are..
They're made for the future ahead of you
Believe you must come true they'll be
For the love you'd find always wished
The dream that's always on your mind
The wish you made upon a star...

That's the person you really are



Namaste
love light and peace
ps/smoh

Friday, January 8, 2016

Grief..



Grief doesn't run to my schedule, it has an agenda of its own and descends at a whim oblivious to my goings on. It comes in waves, some days I am good and some days I am just wasted. I do live in a slow motion pace inside a bubble from which I see my altered world.
I live my life, tried to have fun, I laugh and all seems fine and then bam. There it is again. It may last a minute, 10 minutes, an hour, a few days and then it's gone.
Just like that.
I can't explain why I kept ringing her number maybe I was hoping that she would answer it.
Grief is crazy-making with an element of surprise and the constant knowledge that no matter what you does that person is gone, never to return, never.
Grief sneaks up on you when you least expect it; the reflexive reach for the phone is a hard habit to break.
Both happy and sad events can make you miss loved ones. Every little thing reminds you of your loved one, the things you did and the things you had yet to do.

I bob around without a foundation to bring me back to the same balanced spot each time, a spot I just can't get right. 
I am at a place where I have never been before.



love light and peace
ps/smoh

Thursday, January 7, 2016

What if there was no such thing as love just proof of love??



Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it without knowing what’s going to happen next.
I really wanted to be freed from the endless suffering the brain can create when I keep going back to second guess my actions. Truly, this second-guessing is wasted energy. These thoughts are a non-thing, something the mind creates.  
Why you ask? 
Because we are human, the left-brain has a field day analysing.  Try not to analyse too much when you’re grieving it can put you into a downward spiral.

When we are grieving the present moment is our friend. I know this because it is what helps me now....

When you are beating your beautiful self up, please go into your heart. Sit down, put your hand on your heart, close your eyes, and breathe, just breathe, slow down the breath slows down the busy mind. 
Losing a loved one is so traumatic no matter the age, changing your life forever. 
Nurture yourself!   
As you sit please bring the most loving memory of the loved one into your heart. Continue to breathe in and out slowly.
When you think of a loving memory, bring in all the senses too. The smells, the FEELINGS, laughter, warm smiles, hugs. 
See the colours of the memory and even what you may have heard. 
Recall that life, and the gifts that came with it.  
You can change that downward spiral; get out of that loop in the brain. As with any new practice take your time with this. 
If the mind wanders gently bring it back with the breath even if you have to say the words I am breathing in… I am breathing out.  All this little mindful exercise does is slow down the brain, refocusing into the present moment.

I’ve been thinking about it because something occurred to me: 
When I was born, I became a daughter. 
When I was two, I became a sister. 
After that time, I became a friend and a student, many times over. 
As an adult I became a spouse, and then a mother, and then a teacher. 

I am still, and will always be, each of these. Once you assume these roles you have them for life, even when you are not actively playing them. 
When I am talking about critical thinking to my friends, I am still a mother. 
When I am comforting my son, I am still a daughter. 
When I am walking with a friend, I am still a spouse. 
As I am writing these words, I am still a sister.

To live means that I have to grieve, in whatever way grief shows up every day. Grieving is now part of being me. 
It does not define me any more than my other roles define me, but it is an essential ingredient in the recipe of who I have become. 
Without it, everything would fall in on itself, like a cake without leavening, and I would be diminished, neither fully myself nor fully alive.

There’s this idea floating around that to bring grieving to a close should allow love and life to flow as before, unburdened, but to me the opposite is true. 
Once it begins, grieving feeds into living like water from a new spring feeds a stream, then a river, then the ocean. 
It must flow freely to allow life to continue. To shut it off is to slow life to a trickle. In fact it seems that the more authentically we can experience grief’s ebb and flow as it comes up, the more we are able to welcome everything that life still offers us.


Grieving in some form will always be a part of me now, as I am always a mother, always a daughter, always a sister. 
So yes, I’m “still” grieving. 

That means I’m also breathing, laughing, crying, thinking, striving, and living. 
Just help me face what I feel rather than shut it off or turn away...



love light and peace
ps/smoh