It is an honor and a privilege to be here.
By the Grace of God, the steadiness of the Foundation Keepers, we are gifted stability to create from, to allow our personal song, generated by the seed of vitality placed inside the essence of who we are, to be sung, expressed in beauty.
There are others who’s sole purpose is to tear your song apart, demanding they be heard instead.
Personal hygiene … spiritual, physical, energetic, is critical. Keep the foundation clear of antagonists.
The old threads are unraveling,
Get your needles ready.
We are stitching a new quilt
of Humanity.
Bring your old t-shirts,
worn out jeans, scarves,
antique gowns, aprons,
old pockets of plenty
who have held Earth’s treasures,
stones, feathers, leaves,
love notes on paper.
Each stitch
A mindful meditation.
Each piece of material
A story.
The more colour the better,
so call in the Tribes.
Threads of browns, whites,
reds, oranges
Women from all nations
start stitching.
Let’s recycle the hate, the abuse,
the fear, the judgment.
Turn it over, wash it clean,
ring it out to dry.
It’s a revolution
of recycled wears.
Threads of greens, blues, purples
Colourful threads
of peace, kindness,
respect, compassion
are being stitched
from one continent to the next
over forests, oceans, mountains.
The work is hard
Your fingers may bleed.
But each cloth stitched together
Brings together a community.
A world, our future world
Under one colourful quilt.
The new quilt of humanity.”
~ Julia Myers
When I was the stream, when I was the
forest, when I was still the field
when I was every hoof, foot,
fin and wing, when I
was the sky itself,
no one ever asked me did I have a purpose, no one ever
wondered was there anything I might need,
for there was nothing
I could not love.
It was when I left all we once were that
the agony began, the fear and questions came,
and I wept, I wept. And tears
I had never known before.
So I returned to the river, I returned to
the mountains. I asked for their hand in marriage again,
I begged—I begged to wed every object and creature,
and when they accepted,
God was ever present in my arms.
And He did not say,
“Where have you
been?”
For then I knew my soul—every soul—
has always held
Him.
–Meister Eckhart
Painting,
Outstarwalker,
deviant art
A rocketscientist and a heartsurgeon can have a discussion and not understand a word of what the other person is saying.
If you refuse to speak in understandable language you can speak without being heard.
If you are unwilling to listen, you can hear without understanding.
Any form of communication, any form of two people interacting respectfully will always require BOTH parties to meet halfway. Life is messy, compromise inevitable.
Do not be bitter. Illuminate the truth.
This is a stage of pre-creation, a state of infinite possibility. Follow your instincts freely.
Try not to figure out what lies ahead, but enter the “darkness” with courage. Trust in the higher powers to guide you through this part of the journey.
Evil is Live spelled backwards … and of course, it is hidden behind the Veil.
Violators, master manipulators, those who oppress and dominate the population … this world has been their oyster.
Don’t speak negatively. It’s like a prayer to the evil one. It will contaminate your family, and your environment.
Speaking negative things is a prayer to the evil one. He gains strength and power from these things, and you spread it throughout the world.
On the “beauty path” you cannot speak negative things. You have to say thinks in a positive way, to strengthen those around you.
“Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love.”
Whomever you see who has a beautiful temperament and a beautiful face, if his/her words are straight forward, if he/she is open-hearted, and if he prays for good things for everyone, a joy of heart comes from the speech of such a person. He/she makes you forget the anxieties and tightness of this universe; your inside opens in such a way that even if he/she swears at you, you laugh. Maybe, when he speaks of unity .. you weep, but [in that moment] you feel a hundred thousand joys and laughter within yourself.
Such a person is a being of Paradise.
There is also a kind of person who drinks blood; there is a coldness on his face and in his words that only bring you anxiety. His words repell you, rather than being warming like the speech of the joyful human being. Well, such a person is a devil, a person of Hell.
Now, whoever has realized such a secret behaves accordingly…”
