Photo: Nusa Lembogan, Bali
I woke up this morning feeling the flowing river of soul down into my toes. The last time I experienced this level of expansion at the end of the 30-days of self-love, I could barely drive a car I was so flighty.
Bringing it all into the body. Calm. Cool. Collected, or assimilated. Grounded but not heavy. Clear beyond thinking from every different angle, from tapping into any collective consciousness. Mine and mine alone.
Feeling myself removed from free will, from incessant promotion of projects, from the human need to create, I am relishing the freedom of no other desire than to be.
There is no excitement in my passions. Instead, my passions - more intense, but infinitely steady -They too flow like the river that is my soul.
Deeply satisfied doing nothing. There's nothing to do or say or share in the old ways.
This sensation is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Any energy modification from external stimuli is not only unnecessary but would represent an affront to what is occurring within.
Today I also wanted to talk about a symptom of the Triple E or moving into the Third Circle - the seduction/ temptation of human plans.
About a week ago, D and I shared - we don't talk seriously so much because we are both going through our own transfiguration - what was going on in our inner worlds.
Seems our humans were both trying to make plans. What does life look like after our trip? What is home? What will we do? We think of these things as individuals, not as a couple...but the sentiment is the same - the human desperately trying to hold onto free will. The human desperately trying to plan for linear future when there is no linear future.
Even though all of us here know there is no human plan but rather a divine unfolding of our self-realization experience.
The funny thing is you don't even have to follow through with the plans for the human to be happy. It is satisfied as long as its spending your energy on the plans, on the how, on a non-existent linear future...
Back to choices. I believe in awakening and up to a point in enlightenment, choice is very important. Adamus said at the Magic of Merlin in 2016 choice was a master's sense. As aspects come into our periphery, we must discern what voices we are hearing and choose what voice we will follow.
Also, our human experiences are a choice. For example, I know someone clearly in the Triple E choosing to get married, another choosing to have a job and have that experience. Clearly a choice of human experience as the Triple E is not riding on what we do or do not do.
Then at some point, I sense we are simply so surrendered to the divine will, the will of the God self, that there is no choice left, simply an unfolding of realization, which already exists, which we have already "done."
The question is does human choice continue in this state? I do not know "for sure" yet but right now it feels very NO for me. *Subject to the changing tides of my consciousness.
It seems, for me right now, there is not even a "master self" in charge but a flowing river of Self that pulls everything else along with it. The aspect representations of human will are too tired to paddle up stream any longer.
In physics, it would be called the tipping point, in which I was knocked out of one system and into a new situation or equilibrium. Right now, I'm getting my sea legs back. I chose this picture because it represents complete surrender to the now moment. No plans. No goals. No concept of a linear future whatsoever. No more energy to be spent on human aspects paddling up the stream of SELF.
Has your human been trying to seduce you into planning for a non-existent future too?
At breakfast this morning, D said, "You cannot channel the I AM."
There are no words to describe the state of BEING.
The words come from the act of consciousness.
Sar'h - an act of consciousness.
Master M - an act of consciousness.
The I AM - a state of being.
The Magic of Being prevailed today.
All the soul wisdom sat distilled within the library of SELF. The stories remained in the rows of books lined upon the shelves of SELF.
I contemplate doing to keep the human busy, yet I hit the point of no return, in which doing takes up too much energy - energy which feels more appropriately designated to being... enlightenment.
The rest is simply an act, an act I am too tired to play today. Perhaps tomorrow will hold a different tale, which I will fetch from the books upon the shelves of SELF.
Until then. I EXIST.