Amazing kindness and love for others. Thank you for sharing this, Ben!
I just love walking to work!
dramatic light on a morning walk… the entire day was full of mystery and inexplicable beauty.
…across so many levels and dimensions…
…through so many iron veils…
A few days ago I came across a video about Eric Dollard (think: Tesla’s back!), in which he talks about the sun being hollow, that it cannot be seen from space, and that it’s a converter (rather than an ongoing explosion destruction)… I’m fascinated, and want to give the man a hug!
I experience so much that indicates to me that this world is so much more than what we “see”or can measure… I deeply admire others who spend time and effort explaining and showing us fantastic things, opening our minds…
In this video, Eric talks about how the sun works and what it’s up to lately: http://youtu.be/asesblfb4zI
(thank you to Wes Annac at Aquarius Paradigm for sharing this into my awareness!)
I passed this scene while walking home one evening last week. There is a large pipeline being installed in the neighborhood. If I had been passing it in a vehicle, I would not have thought of it for long at all.
Walking by it, from several angles, I felt painful to think that so much waste seems an inevitable outcome of growth.
Time for a paradigm shift.
an early reminder…
Back in Atlanta for a while…
Once again among the trees, the mysterious clouds, the traffic (and accident attorneys), the jets and the power lines woven through most upward glances.
And there’s noise here.
I’m adjusting… Slowly. And again.
Since 12/12/12, an underlying theme has been weaving itself through my days and nights: “Accept and allow Change. It arrives Slowly. Gradually.” I’m gathering that this is the natural way of things, in this Universe.
I feel immersed in a foreign culture, one that expects, prays for, longs for, immediate/rapid solutions to perceived problems. I also feel plunged into a “cold dunk”, to realize – gradually – that “perfection” NOT = joy/peace/contentment/happiness. And the “problems” may actually indicate their own solutions, if we take a deep breath and look at things from a different point of view.
Moving to Pagosa, I’ve been learning a little about patience and reliance without expectation. Allowing myself to be air-lifted by the hawks and ravens into the skies that change constantly and rapidly and reveal mysteries regularly. Accepting that -9 degrees F in Pagosa feels warmer than 37 degrees F in Atlanta. Home is where the heart is.
When I look back across most of my life, I see tremendous effort expended in attempting to establish ground rules, understand, control surroundings, relationships and outcomes, so that I can prepare myself appropriately. Knots.
Perhaps I’m almost at the point of simply flowing and receiving. I’m learning about Pagosa Time, Hopi Time, and taking My Time, while being thrust back into Atlanta Time.
Change permeates everything in my life right now, and I welcome the change where my energy is shifting towards posting more again. I hope I’ll be sharing various bits on my various blogs, according to topics (Ah, vestiges of control!): dreams, messages I’ve received, drawings, pictures and words…
Much is happening, it’s just quiet, slow and gradual, and most times there are no words sufficient.
I hope you’re all having a pleasant and peaceful beginning of 2013, and I look forward to traveling the year with you.
Now, in late January, this is just funny…
And my not having “finally” posted this indicates how scattered my mind and life have been lately.
Pagosa has had several feet of snow at this point… And I’m not even there any more! For the moment, that is…
I got a call in late November about some potential work in Atlanta. Surprise! I really enjoy working with the person who called, and of course if it’s mall design work, it’s right up my concourse. So I worked remotely for a few weeks, and we realized that I needed to be in Atlanta.
I’ve been back and forth a couple times now, and this morning I’m really missing “my mountains” and the snow. Yeah, we’ve got “cold” here in Atlanta, but after a few months in Pagosa, this merely feels like “chilly”. And I never realized what an affinity I have for snow, until it “finally” arrived in Pagosa.
I’ll be back there soon…
Light Plant Road 14 December 2012
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