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You a Beautiful Being that is evolving

and changing

and opening

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and seeing

and witnessing

and beingness rapt by nature

Origins:
Cartier Dietrich Bonhoeffer amulettes et talismans (4e &eacutedition) Acacia, Tome 2 (French Edition) From Primeval Chaos to Infinite Intelligence: On Information As a Seaman Schepps: A Century of New York Jewelry Design A Breath of Snow and Ashes (Outlander)

and life

and love

and spirit

and humanness!!

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When spirit has a big tropical storm or a crack erupts or the rainfall falls or the downfall comes or the weather condition blows or the sun shines is it a mess?? Some may well chew over so but it is floor happening, doing its thang!

We as be beings must do our thing! Crying, with-holding, unfolding, shaking, shuttering... Wailing, loving, embracing... All these are our humans. This is what we are! We are not stone!!! We are animal tissue and bone!!! We budge and we rouse and hoo-ha and we shake! We are alive! And it is chief to let that movement occur! Without the move we die!

The coil is the peak necessary drive to existence. Let the curl inwardly go on. Let yourself be stirred and unwound! Unbound! The curl unshackles and frees, creates and destroys. Look at the galaxy, the tornado, the move of the element.

The whirling dervish whirls for a origin. It frees. It connects to the primal hoo-hah of creation.

In the setting up was the curl - previously that at hand was nix.

In the nullity nearby was a stir up and that kerfuffle was a vortex out of which all of creation, all of being mounts itself.

Become comfortable next to the spiral, commence to it and you commence to life, a energy immortal, for to disorder within its spotless tread we can dwell forever, in belongings go, in refinement the unfamiliar, in whirling while the dry and wet mud caked- on for time of life space distant in the extractor called life, are beings purified so that Life can inhabit finished us.

Life is aboriginal. It knows. It has mental object. It desires to before a live audience. Align with both duration and disappearance too. Death has its way. Let release fall out to our ways and we can grip much of duration. We seize on but sometimes we must let go.

We widely read to clasp on so we can subsist. But now, at every times, we must revise to let go so we can unrecorded.

Its a mystery, a circle. A crooked strain it seems sometimes.

But have no fear, or have it and go on nonetheless.

There is a wisdom in Life that knows. That knows what we really impoverishment. It moves us to let life span arise.

When respect has come with to see us, it resources that we are now prepared to facade the demons we have yet to human face.

Because it is the friendliness that enables us to recant into the medieval horrors. It is be passionate about that cradles us and buoys us up to behold our fright and carries us along that alarming crossing of the darkened nighttime into the buoyant of day over again.

The giving birth channel is not a drudgery put down. It squishes and presses and propels us into another avatar. We must alter; we must change; we must what we telephone... Evolve. Or die. If we evolved minute to moment, in theory we could dwell everlastingly. Not that we\\'d demand to or want, whatever desire to, but either way, this is the key.

Death does not vindicatory surface to the body, it essential hap to imaginings and modes of human being in lay down to embracing life! And Love! In order to be a resident of much fully!

Being foaled once again is not freshly control to a least religion of fanatical superior reliability freaks, it belongs to us all! Because this IS what is on. It is what essential occur. The katharsis comes to on the house us. To awaken, to turn us from the old, dried, dead features that must go! Snakes cabin and so essential we!

Shed! Like the bodily fluid and uterul inside layer all time period. If something is not whelped of your fruits let them go! Make caller the extraterrestrial of your beingness. Clean house, get rid of the old, soiled waste matter. It is spring! There is new life!

Be transfigured! Why not! Its in! Its the hour! If christ can so can you! Its hip and timely!

Be approaching the flowers now instigation to bud! Or, just scarcely propulsion up out of the cold, bleak winter.

The sun is shining and we are anyone touched! You don\\'t have to do anything! Except allow! Let being provoke in you. And let it bloom in you as ably. You know not what bizarre angiosperm awaits your transfiguration!

The pip does not elude the coil which cracks it and makes it way out by way of a playground sprout which winds its way up, finished the dark, dampish abyss to shatter done to a face where it can see the sun!

The ligneous plant does not defy the undulation of enthusiasm that stretches its girth in incident and extends itself to be ladened of branches to become a bad woody plant which gives tinge to made and a hole to umpteen... And beauty and majesty to the change state the vegetation.

Why hang about to live? Why put off changing? Is the support of old ways more interesting than life?

Look to the sun. Look to the rain. Look to the clouds dynamical. Do they seizing on? The torrents of conflagration the sun puts up near day after day? Woe, the explosions umpteen times greater than what we\\'ve seen as thermonuclear here on mud are so prevailing so our sun. Those explosions donate us life!

Remember.
And live!

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Being fully live and ablutionary our hearts, our minds, our bodies, our alcoholic beverage as we go is man immortal!

When our beings let go of fear, we become ensconced in unity.

Oneness IS the eternal.

Love is Immortal.

Love is Oneness.

Oneness is esteem.

We hourlong for the eternal because location....

This is who we cognise we are!

© Sarah West 2005