I spent 20 minutes yesterday trying to find out figure out why the playlist for a movement class was not connecting in between each song.
I turned on the Bluetooth, I turned it off,
I was patient at first and then I lost my mind,
I tried and I lost.
Was it the device I was using, was it the speaker I was using, was there something in the air between the two devices that wasn’t connecting?
I looked at the playlist, I could see the button on my device saying it's playing! Why can't I hear it!
I read the title of the song playing, and the title of the song was called, silent track, SILENT TRACK!
Sometimes life is a silent track. and while we're running around trying to figure out what's wrong with our connection or what's wrong with this device, we're supposed to be silent so we can hear the instructor guiding us….
so we can hear the instructor guiding us.
Rather than bouncing off the walls and doing the status quo, you know your status quo, we talk about what our story is, the story to be frantic, your story is to feel wound up, to feel distant.
I reach for a beer or I walk out the door, I buy donuts and binge, I am loved and it’s really uncomfortable, I know I am not loveable and I’ll proove it to you by acting this way.
Why do I do this why do I do that. why do you need a why?
The question of the day, why are you not Silent in your silence track?
Are you listening to a silent track and pounding your way through life?
Why are you asking why and not sitting silently?
Even though the voice of God comes through other people, gestures in the world, animal symbolism, plays playing in front of us echoing our reality,
There is this deeply sacred place called silence, and when we don't sit silent in the silent track, life isn't silent.
Next time, next time, you frantically try to figure out what's wrong with your speaker, what's wrong with the device, what's wrong with the connection between the two,
notice, notice that there is a track playing,
it's just silent,
there is a track playing and it's silent.
Sit your but down and listen to the silence, that’s it.
TURN A CHEEK
Standing there at the coffee counter getting my tea for the day, a man approaches me who believes I snubbed him in a personal way.
I naturally feel the essence of Love in my being softly knowing it's truth...."I know only Love, I see only Love, I hear only Love. What I attend to becomes either Love or fear."
As I feel the essence of that truth, his words have no sound. When he pokes my shoulder it goes right through me like a vapor. I don't feel it.
In this moment, I am so perfectly aware of what Christ said, "Turn the other cheek." I am standing in the God intended essence of those words.
I don't feel his touch, I don't hear his words because it comes from fear so it is not real.
When Christ said, "Turn the other cheek." he did not intend for us to stand there and be slapped again, to turn the cheek as a martyr. He was teaching us that we don't feel a touch that comes from fear and we don't hear words that come from fear. What he meant is when we are in pure Love, when we know only Love, when we feel Love in every cell of our being it is not possible to feel or hear fear.
I did not need to turn the other cheek to let him know he did not hurt me because I did not feel his touch of fear.
Try it out!
Breathe in the God intended essence of Love and the Christ intended teachings of turning the other cheek. I believe you will find this holy place where you are capable of feeling only Love, hearing only Love. This is what Christ meant and this is a place where you can live.
The truth is we make more of what you attend too, we make more of what we acknowledge as real. When we believe attack is real we will see attack, hear attack, feel attack, receive attack.
When we believe Love is the only reality then Love will come to us. Like energy attracts like energy. Acknowledged energy makes more of the same acknowledged energy.
Christ came here to teach us that we are him, that we are healers, we are light, that every one of us are a child of God, like him. He rose from the dead to show us our eternity. This is why He said, "Why are you so surprised that I do these things, each of you can do this and more."
He taught us to praise God because God is pure Love. The one true God is one true Love, so when we pray to God we are praying to pure Love.
When we are living in pure Love, hearing, seeing and believing in pure Love we are in God, we become God.
When Christ was teaching us to turn the other cheek he was not speaking about us being a beating post, he was not telling us to take the high road to be better than someone else, he was showing us that attack is not real and unacknowledged we do not feel the slap.
Love is the only reality, projection of blame is not real, fear does not have volume or touch so it is not possible to hear it or feel it if we are standing in Christ's Love and energy.
This is a place of practice. Life gives us plenty of opportunities to practice being Love.
Go out into the world be Love and practice being God in the purest form.
Check the Mail
An invitation has arrived, just for you, your neighbor has one too, next city over, same invite, Iowa, Florida, the kids in Africa too.
Did you get it, open it with delight, believe the words, slide it under the pile of mail, throw it in the trash, did you breathe it in with the innocence of a child, mistrust of a wounded adolescent, push it away with the scoff of a skeptical adult, can you feel it in your bones, did you give it to someone else hoping they will attend?
We all have the exact invitation, same opportunity, same ability to buy into, co conspire, experiment, know the power of ….
What is it! What is the invitation!?
You are invited to a party of influence, a dance, a reality check of your position in the kingdom where it announces at every bell: “I AM constantly conspiring to bring you everything you want, need and desire.”
Opened & read, what a delight! A million wishes! My grandest desires!? Anyway, Anywhere, Every Moment,,,,Really, Just For Me, True, I don’t believe it, do I dare, must be a joke, but, I’m a sinner, a pauper, made mistakes, who am I to ask, I must work hard for what I want.
The ball begins now, never ends, everyone is invited, there are no considerations. Are you going?!
What if this year instead of setting goals for the new year that invariably you will break? What if you snuggle up to the warm fire at the palace of all possibility, sink deeply into the intimacy of blanketed softness from the universe that is wrapped around you. What if you open the damn invitation, RSVP and attend the ball!
The ball dances with or without you, music plays every second of every day, why not turn up the volume….is this the year, is this the moment, your moment?
I don’t have anything to wear, my shoes are worn, hair color fading.
The invitation didn’t say, attend when you finally get your sh%t together. The royal house sealed the invitation with no conditions, no judgments, it listens to you and gives you what you want. Attend or not, be happy or not, play or not, sing or not, believe or not, clean your shoes or not, stitch your dress or not, smile or not, share your love or not, receive love or not, it’s an invitation, pick it up, open it, read it, believe it, rsvp, attend in all your glory, or not. The orchestra plays with or without you dancing.
I did rsvp, I attended and all I get in life is a frick’n burlap sack!
This is a wise kingdom that hears the rustle of the burlap sack underneath the ball gown you slid over the top. The universe gives you what you believe underneath. This is not a reflection of less value, this reflects the truth of what you believe.
Don’t complain about the delivery of burlap sacks, instead notice the rash on your legs from dancing in the burlap sack, remove it, throw it away, apply healing salve and sew yourself a ball gown with the innocence of a child, skills that support comfortable vulnerability and a refusal to absorb shame and get used to silk on your skin.
But this happened, they did this, and the limits…..curses! I curse you! I curse you with so much love that you only hear the harmonious orchestra, you only see the beauty of the world loving you.
Frost every thought with love, decorate every feeling with truth about the cake that crumbled and create a seven-tier ball worthy cake that indulges you with sweetness.
Another year, another ball, never ending chances to ... are you going?