Profound, transformative, and liberating experiences are frequently recast as higher or deeper truths. As human beings, we struggle with life, and when we find a way of experiencing life that ends all struggle and suffering, we grasp, we hold, we cling. Nothing is more important. We know that something else is possible. We are different because of it. You put your experience into words. But these words are as relevant as proofs of the existence of God. There is no ultimate truth. There is no relative truth. These are just notions, ideas. You have not touched cosmic consciousness, the one true reality, the ultimate, the infinite, the totality pure. Those words don’t refer to anything. They are poetry, but people forget that. You’ve experienced something, something profound, and it has changed you. Great. But for goodness’ sake, don’t make a religion out of it. Just live it……..Ken McLeod
when we listen deeply, a threshold is edged and we tunnel into a new body wisdom….the resistance only comes later, when fear sets in…..where the gentlest things shine above the dark and unnamed landscape of the soul, a shift in perception becomes palpable….seeing through the lens of alchemy’s entanglements…..
In each of us there is a longing to live our purpose, to ‘find the meaning and make the meaning our goal.’ This is what calls us on our journey through life, and for some people, if they are fortunate, it is played out through the events of their life, a life which then becomes deeply meaningful and fulfilling. Of course it is easy to be sidetracked. For some people spiritual life offers a way to try to regain this meaning, to reconnect with this purpose, and yet it also has its distractions and illusions of light. There are so many ways to get lost in this world. But underneath the play of events, the seeking of purpose, the losing and finding, is this simple meeting of the Divine and the human. All of the struggle and seeking for meaning takes one to this place, to this meeting that happens again and again in every instant. We are the divine purpose being made manifest…..Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee
the dawn of winter shows no sign of spring…..
the limbo of reckoning,
like the frozen crocuses underground, whisper nothing……
and tears melt ice oh so slowly…..
You who have waited for Me, receive Me.
Do not be ignorant of Me,
but take Me into you heart.