2008-7-26 Harbinger No 1 - Final 1-17-2009 550

I’m not an educator. I do not educate. To express, yes. To be, yes. That is the peeling back of the forgetting layers. I have nothing to teach you. I am only in service to your being, as I am in service to mine, as it is Universe.

2008-7-26 Harbinger No 1 - Final 1-17-2009 550

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When I remind myself to hold myself in empathy, there is a sweetness I become present to about myself and about others. From here I dwell in my heart and become present to the sweetness of me, the sweetness of others and the sweetness of life itself.
 
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I open myself up to the adventure that lays awake for me
Calling my name
Pulsing for me
Aching for my touch
It takes new steps I have not tried before
Fresh footprints
Unveiling
My eyes begin to focus
There is a quickening
All that I had never known
Whispers to me
My body moves
Towards this yes
My mind begins to obey
My calling
My pulse begins to beat in tune
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What if I vetted what called my suffering?
That cycled it’s broken song?
What if the song is beautiful
and I could listen to it like a melody on the radio?
A song which brought out the color of my galaxy
And opened the door into a new known
Transforming what I thought was true
To the ultimate truth
The truth of love, freedom, joy
The truth of my being.
 
Photo Art By: Pierre Jean-Louis
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