Speak your truth, even when it seems no one listens. Loving Wisdom rises from matter, a living miracle. Do Loving Wisdom relentlessly and raise this world. In love are joy and sorrow entwined; awareness of this is wisdom. In wisdom, we tread our path of love for its own sake, unmindful of reward. Without Loving Wisdom, the body is a cramped prison; the mind, a solitary cell. Music conveys emotion, as a caress may reveal love. Love flows from a place of deep strength; it is a gentle conquest without possession. By love, discordant elements converge to share autonomy. Life’s meaning is found in those deep and durable bonds formed by the living. Love brings forth the sacred impulse to create. Love’s power shines through darkness and drives us beyond fear to action. Bestow love and it may return amplified. Love is a longing beyond desire, an ache deeper than pain. Love is the living core of all virtue. Even wisdom begins in love. Love heals wounds that no medicine can touch. Without love, life is a wretched, pointless nightmare.
Love’s mysterious power is sovereign; ruling all, answering to none. We do not exploit that which we love. One who uses the heart as a weapon is their own first casualty. Affluence can hinder love more surely than poverty. Though love may pierce and wound you, be fearless; as if hearts never break. It is within our reach to be filled with love’s austere power and become a warm refuge against the cold. It is in this way that we conquer. It is one mystery of love that by abandoning self-concern, we may receive all for which we most hope. In the eyes may be found love’s silent, most eloquent confession. Love is a gentle breeze, a warm summer rain, a tide, a wildfire, a tornado, a force of nature, churning like an ocean storm, irresistible and sudden as lightning. Love survives; despite the wrenching of unwelcome change, beyond the haunting brevity of dreams and memory, love awaits. From lamentation we emerge; stunned, hollow-eyed and are remade whole. Love leaves its impression upon us; an eternal pattern that binds one to another, each to all; despite physical absence and beyond death. Love and time alter all life. Love unites and completes the living. Far more than a privately experienced emotion, love is the power which binds all life. What ground will you offer, that love may take root? It is by liberation from the confines of self, that we come into our full glory.
This Universe, of staggering complexity, is encompassed by the vast simplicity of love. When might fails, love yet finds victory. Love remakes the world, one at a time. Do not allow the bonds of love to fray from neglect. How much we learn from those we love. Not swift, but most certain is love’s victory. Loving Wisdom unites the realms of passion and reason. In silence, wisdom gestates. Of all flesh, time makes a ruin and from the wreckage, love rises anew. Betrayal stings a warm and open heart into cold closure. Both austere and extravagant, is love. Like all uncontrollable power, love is dangerous. It can leave scars. Before healing, there is a place within; torn, bleeding and unspeakably empty, where something tender was removed by force and memory only refreshes the wound. Yet, we dare to love anyway. Love ungiven is inert and barren; only another thing hoarded until useless. Those bonds which endure beyond life are forged and tempered by adversity shared. To raise a child in love; not even the creator of worlds does a greater thing than this.
We can love more deeply than wisdom may follow. We are a family; not of perishable blood, but of eternal spirit and shared purpose, united by love. May no child remain hungry or unloved. No one can truly love anyone they hold in contempt. Loving Wisdom is the very hinge upon which we open to embodied truth. To witness the suffering of those we love is more painful than to bear our own. All which we truly love is imprinted indelibly within us and beyond loss. The power of Loving Wisdom exalts our every moment and renders us proof from despair. All which lives, desires love. Loving Wisdom is the core virtue; self-obsession is the primary impediment. Not in fear, but for love we strive. However immense the knowledge, love precedes wisdom. We find wisdom in those mundane tasks, by which we serve love and life itself. Those who best love birds do not build cages, but plant trees. What good is eternal life, but that it is filled with love? Love the question, embrace the mystery. We are beloved members of an eternal family in common cause. Love calls forth such power, that against it death itself is powerless. Love reveals us to ourselves.
We are here to find what we love most and do it. No one can make another love them. If our Loving Wisdom does not exceed our power, we are not great. Many weaponized their false professions of love. As wild survivors of wind and rain, we offer an irreplaceable contribution to love’s enduring power. A child unloved will turn hatred first in upon themselves and then out onto the world. Babies immersed in a mother’s love may never remember her earliest gifts, yet they carry forever forward the benefits of her loving spirit. Her tenderness has made their new life a gentle enchantment and laid a lifelong foundation of embracing warmth. Our sweetest dreams are not built upon thin air, but are the echoes of half-remembered, lovely things we have received already. We lead forward the purposes of life and rise in Loving Wisdom, then turn back to consolidate our gains. Step by step, we ascend. We leave behind untroubled bliss; in willing acceptance of danger and suffering; a sacrifice freely chosen in Loving Wisdom. Our presence here, evidence of our courage. What difference to a wide world can one make? Ask one who has lost her child, or only love. Though she seems yet to live, her heart begs to differ. Share with her this truth: No love is beyond reunion. Endure. There are creative principles, which operate in eternal opposition to the forces of entropy and decay. By this, matter rises to life; life to consciousness; consciousness ascends to Loving Wisdom and from Loving Wisdom, comes all.
We are here to stand as one; unafraid and resolute. By the power of Loving Wisdom to oppose the destroyer; truth and beauty will not pass from this world. The true parent and the false, both desired the child. Each pulled, but the true Mother temporarily surrendered her claim, that her child not be harmed in the struggle. But she knew. The babe would not remain deceived. Time was on her side and inevitably on the side of rising truth. The infant grows into discernment of Loving Wisdom, Her true bequest. Turn back upon that which pursues you. Face your fear and defend what you love. Confront your would-be destroyer. Do not cower as sheep before wolves, while a bully or tyrant has his way. Become who you truly are. In a moment of desperate need, inspired by a pure instinct to protect, one offers their all without hesitation to save the rest; and those saved, may strive to prove worthy. In this way, savior and saved are bound together in love, memory, and hope. When it seems that you are unloved, this world is dark and empty. To immediately experience the power of love, hug a sad or frightened child. To love is to be vulnerable. To dare vulnerability is to face fear. To be resolute despite fear is courage. The essence of wisdom may be understood by a child; love is good. May you know a love such that for its sake, you would face any danger. Truth often dwells in opposition to the suspect judgment of this world. Recall your mission and why you have chosen this life.
Our purpose is found in the way this world can be and is not yet. All is won or lost within each single heart. Devotion, not sacrifice, is most precious. With food in abundance, many starve for joy. May laws now come to reflect justice, not merely the will of the powerful. Obstacles fall beneath our collective stride. We are equipped to overcome and achieve, despite opposition. One moment of truth at a time, we rise to our destiny fulfilled. We recall the sharing of difficult times with unexpected fondness; for the bitter fades, while the sweet is retained with a wrenchingly tender intensity. Much is gained by diligent passion. Spend oneself in a worthy cause, ponder mystery and hunt without harm. Earn victory in that battle where no sword avails. Simply withstand all for which there can be no preparation. We are the bridge between history and potential, between destiny and destruction. Become what you most admire. In undulant synchrony, entangled particles together dance across the gulf, which appears to separate, but does not. Together, we sweeten the music of this world. Beneath the snow, trees dream of Spring.
Take care what seeds you plant; for once planted they will grow. Within the pure light is every color enfolded, the pure note encompasses harmony. The spirit within flesh is the pearl in the oyster; as by subtle layering’s, grit becomes treasure. Opposites reconcile, reunite and resolve in an intimacy beyond flesh. Contrast is not discord. Embrace inevitable uncertainty. The inevitability of bodily death is not fearful, it is motivating. Do not waste this brief opportunity. Answers alter and drift; the questions remain. Upon meeting the ocean, each raindrop returns to unity. Insight perceives the deep unity beneath the surface of all things. It is within our reach to become extraordinary in a single lifetime. The best of humanity overcomes the worst; upon this, our future depends. We are on the threshold of those changes that transform and define us. At our own risk, do we think to subdue this world as though a defeated enemy. The belief that our world is ugly and evil helps make it so. The desire of some to wield power at any cost is an ancient peril. It is easier to destroy than preserve; to take a life than to save it.
This world is a materialization of our collective values. The best gifts are inspired, not occasioned. The artist’s hand and spirit are found throughout the work. Creation is not a single event in the remote past, but an ongoing process in which we participate. We are called not to ease and comfort, but to worthy struggle. Upon a restless ocean, thoughts churn; while beneath, deep peace abides. There is a song the unborn sings only to see who nurtures their fragile, new life within. To damage nature is to sabotage the prospects of our children. We must not bequeath to them a legacy destroyed. Let us revere this, our only world. This world is a parable, bearing keys to living mystery. The world is a playground, a classroom, and a place of struggle. All the beauty of nature is but a faint suggestion of what awaits. Hopeless tragedy is not to be the truth of our world. This world is the living forge of our destiny; it is a place of sorrow and longing, choice and chance entwined and our venue of victory. We together choose to make this place a garden of delights, or a graveyard. Offer reverent thanks for those living things you consume daily. Wander deeply in a pathless wood and receive the peaceful welcome of primordial homecoming.
When they have sacrificed all, exploited the earth and amassed wealth beyond use, to what new and untainted place will they next go as a careless, greedy plague? All to be learned in this world cannot be gained in a single pass. Accept from others only that which is willingly offered and received. Seek truth and be at peace with the as yet unknown. Assumptions and expectations are prison walls of the mind. If boredom approaches, recall transience. Those who never journey may be lost already. We are born into a world not of our making and daily recreate a particle of it in our own image. Is the river destroyed upon reaching the ocean, or fulfilled? Like a dream just beyond recall, we verge on the discernment of a limitless pattern, of which we are part. Many victories derive from predictive empathy for the adversary. Beware those who would make their personal opinion, universal law. Vengeance makes all wretched. Places of deep wisdom within us observe, remember and await opportunities. By selfish folly, our world is jeopardized. Challenge and dismiss superstition, the enemy of spiritual advance. Fear of punishment may discourage the wrong, but cannot inspire the right. Upon its stable depth the tower’s height relies.
Ignorance alone may turn a fertile garden into a wasteland. To be confident, first earn competence. Do not pretend to know. With only the selfish and ignorant, the cruel and cowardly for allies, evil cannot long rule. Courage and kindness together, may turn aside rage and wither hatred. From thoughtless to mindful, we rise. What we know is forever altered by one undeniable experience. Vast is the difference between being tolerated and being appreciated. Overpopulation contributes to the undervaluation of women and children. Courage rises within those who act on behalf of others, rather than for themselves alone. Unnatural celibacy may lead to perversion. Though surrounded by beauty, many seek a thorn. Those consumed with buying and selling, overlook the priceless. Not by years does the heart grow old; it can happen in a moment. What is most vigorously sought is present already. The morning dew makes the spider’s trap, a web of jewels. They seek to determine the verdict of history and impose their will upon the future, yet cannot fully comprehend even this single moment. Become worthy stewards of this world, before presuming to move beyond it.
The fate of all depends upon each steadfast heart. In the courage of one is found the hope of many. Let such beauty shine in your recollection that darkness can find no advance. Those that follow orders without question, may do evil without limit. It is within our power to be the miracle another most needs. The loss of a single brush-stroke diminishes the true masterpiece. Civilizations rise and fall; ebb and flow like the tides, yet our human purpose remains. Our true task is a collective endeavor beyond self, crucial to the future of all humanity. Power unrealized, awaits opportunity. Consider the worthy purposes we may act in concert to achieve. When the way becomes familiar, the map is forgotten. Strive with every nerve and fiber you have, with your lifeblood and last breath. Caring for a child begins well before conception. Children, revere your parents. Parents, be worthy of their reverence. Even those who become great begin helplessly. Beauty may be recognized in the most distressing guises. Creation is more than how we are here, it is why.
Except that oppression is perpetual, how may there be order without balance; peace without justice? This world is achingly beautiful. Even in sorrow may heartrending beauty be found. You contain a multitude, together engaged in the more or less unified endeavor of being you. Remember all you really are. The flesh is no enemy but a precious tool of spirit’s material becoming. Laws inevitably propagate until even a deep breath is suspect and none are wholly clean. Past failures, when learned from, prepare today’s success and tomorrow’s victory. We are of one eternal family, deeper than blood. Greed produces hungrier children than drought. The selfish strive for abusive primacy. Earthly life is a parable, told and enacted to eternal purpose. Those who build cages will next find someone to trap within them. There is no true justice without mercy. A lovely mask may conceal deep rot. We live by choice; what we do, seek, offer and become. There is unrecognized beauty within the mundane. That which most enriches is beyond purchase.
In simplicity is elegance beyond adornment. The seeking of endless novelty befits a child. To hoard a vast surplus when there is a desperate need, is regrettable. They first reject and slay, then misquote and worship. In this moment may be found a taste of eternity. Many fail to treasure what is too easily received. The sun requires no faith to rise. For the willfully blind, no sign will suffice. Cease to wonder at how God created the world and ask, how shall we? Recall all that you are and why you are here. The workings of eternity rise to our awareness and we awaken. The uncaring bear the pain of others with remarkable fortitude. Within the realms of time and matter, we unfurl to enrich eternity. Beauty is experienced without proof. We are not brief flesh passing into oblivion, but part of the eternal at variable play. You cannot awaken those pretending to sleep. Those who purposely misunderstand are unreachable. In the contemplation of beauty is found both pleasure and learning. At a crucial moment, a kind word alone may save a life.
Sweeten the lives of scoundrels no longer. Beyond the distortions of time and memory dwells the truth of things. It is pointless to explain further than understanding may follow. The child learns speech more quickly than the adult learns silence. Maps are not the ground they describe, nor are words reality. We already deeply perceive that which instruments cannot yet measure. There is far more proceeding here than we can yet perceive, much less explain. Attend the present for the sake of the future. When your cause is just; though in chains, dignity is yours. This world is filled with meaning, in rich and varied themes. Intense competition may result in ruthless, destructive behaviors, which betray and undermine progress. True wealth is beyond the reach of money. Money can buy tasty food, fine goods, and false friends; a house, but not a home. We remember the past, anticipate the future; but live only in this moment. Prosperity and adversity both test and reveal character. In the endless now between two eternities, this moment forever unfolds. No moment is trivial.
We each hold mortality in one hand, eternity in the other. For life to be treasured, there must be passion and purpose, not merely a fear of death. Seek that worth finding. In a crucial moment, preparation and opportunity meet. The vanguard is unprecedented. The power of focused intent aligns the discordant to a manifestation. We know their tree by its fruit, as our world runs red with innocent blood. That upon which we dwell, we empower to become. First contemplate the worthy and then act. To achieve the new, we must first relinquish certainty. Beyond the veil, we see into the living truth, of which we are a part. The forms which life assumes, change unceasingly. The essence abides. Catharsis serves by evoking sympathy and purging pain at a safe distance. There is truth to be found in freedom, none in tyranny. Mindless obedience does no one honor. Nothing worthy is built upon injustice. We need not be perfect to dwell in light. One who knows something can learn more; while one who knows everything is unreachable.
In binding ourselves to that which cannot remain, we suffer from inevitable change. Drop by drop, it falls upon the heart; until beyond despair, wisdom rises. The most wonderful things may happen just as all seems lost. Bad friends destroy more than enemies. Do not squander your own uniqueness in imitation. Live with extraordinary creativity, for we are each unique beyond replication. We sacrifice what we are, for what we would become. Through us, creation’s power flows like a river beyond time. Life itself is our medium of artistic expression. Memories of the past outlive the present. One moment and particle at a time, we transform into what we are becoming. You can more easily will yourself to forever stop breathing than cease to create. Make life a unique expression of creative power, not a compliant heap. Of what valor are the truly free capable! No matter how we live, we are never untouched by disapproval. To accomplish anything substantial, you must remain undeterred by criticism. Much of great value is lost in fear of opinion. Even the sharpest knife is not all edge. Those who will be great are first good. Opportunities often appear as obstacles.
Kept or broken, promises bear a price. Once crossed, the bridge is forgotten. Do no harm and this world is better for your presence. Even stars pass away to serve the purposes of life; and to the stars, life returns. Fire needs not hate you to burn. Beware those who cannot be satisfied. The most essential may not be useful. To one born blind and then sees; all is an indescribable wonder. To obey malignant authority is to be an accomplice. The weak are cruel, the insecure are boastful. Refrain from doing harm. Enact the needful by compassionate means. Every advance is first greeted by ridicule. We may long regret the needful thing left undone. Swim hard, but the tide still takes you where it will. In the noonday sun, even candle flames cast shadows. The tree’s new leaf is no insult to the old. What leaf outlives the tree? By both nurturing and winnowing, we thrive. We are here to learn of the power beyond self-concern.
Through deep forest leaves, the breeze plays an ancient tune. Not with a curse do we dispel the darkness, but with light. We are born of the jeweled wonder of stars. Through us, they see themselves beautiful. Upon us, their light for a moment falls. Into the heart of things, we gaze and are transfixed. We fall to dust only to return better than before; seer and seen as one. Courage rises from knowing the worth of our purpose. We stand together suffering wounds that have yet to heal but shall. Ingratitude is a poor imitation of independence. Let us now build our future upon a worthy foundation. When liars hold sway in the place intended for justice; the guiltiest have the least to fear, only the innocent are at risk. It is a poor potter, who blames the clay. We grow into our liberty. Let those who would be wolves, beware. Those sheep you presume to stalk, may in fact be sleeping lions. By vain display is abundance squandered. That which cannot be perceived is the source of all perception. Within the infinite and eternal, we create ever-changing beauty. Progress comes from bold re-imagining, not rigid adherence to the past. Rather than be conformed to this world as it is, let us remake it in the worthy image of our aspirations.
Intuition is related to reason, but is not limited thereby. As the element common to all our experience, knowing oneself begins understanding. Experience cannot be fully conveyed by writing or speech. There is so much more to you than you know. We rise above those things which exist only in the world. Beneath the reach of reason, dwell fears that must be confronted. The world as it is results from our collective virtue. Do not sit passive as a power-mad few impoverish and enslave many. The fully human being stands astride realms of both matter and spirit. By intimate encounters, we are transfigured. Perceive the unseen, unveiled behind phenomena. Let us not be overcome by a darkness of our own making. We avert our eyes from the miracle, lest we be overwhelmed. We need not lose ourselves to find purpose. Errors are essential to learning and progress. Life here is an ordeal and opportunity, sojourn and seeking. Not life, but unavailing despair, is futile. A yearning gnaws within each, for that which is beyond explanation. Nascent within us is an abundance of those very qualities we most wish to possess.
Most beautiful are they, whose deep treasure this world does not yet recognize, but will. One may be unfaithful not only through infidelity, but by unwarranted suspicion. Consciousness is that miracle; by which we perceive all the rest. Truth is revealed by experience, imagination, and reason in harmony. No more is humanity to be determined by blind power, but by insight unleashed. Within each are entire worlds waiting to be born. In focus and harmony joined, we become strong. You are capable of wonders well beyond what you suspect of yourself. Lacking social justice, the corrupt and privileged few thrive at the expense of the oppressed and exploited many. It is not the victim who is dehumanized by this. That taken by one sword is soon lost to another. Better to violate the laws of men, than one’s own conscience. Our better world is not a gift; it is won by determined struggle. So long as there are peaceful means to achieve justice, use them. What hellish things have been done in the name of heaven. Without justice, one can conquer, but not triumph. Though within her womb, the child cannot prove the existence of the mother. Unattended by wisdom, prosperity is arrogant.
She who is oppressed, gains wisdom denied to her oppressor. In this brief span, how is there boredom? By our own doing alone, may we be darkened or fragmented; for though we may surrender, we cannot be conquered. All is fulfilled by creative participation, not passive obedience. Unable to explain even itself, a miraculous mind may insist that there are no miracles in all the world. You choose who you are and what you choose reveals you. Every great truth begins as blasphemy. Those that sleep do not see the dawn. That which is constant is not arbitrary. The mote is washed away by tears. Women have been oppressed longer than any race. From that which remains unseen, arrives all we observe. Water does invisibly rise, that it falls equally and to the sea, returns. Certitude is no substitute for knowledge. Satisfaction is not increased by volume of consumption. A life for a life leaves the whole world dead. We cherish the sun, yet sing and dance in the rain. Is the indelible mark of the parent not found within the child?
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Living abundantly is creative, not consumptive. Wealth and prosperity are not identical. By this gritty world, we are smoothed. Being unwilling to follow does not make you a leader. Though you win the war, what results may not be peace. It is no sign of health to be well adjusted to a sick world. Honesty is far more than not stealing. Do not grow old in vain. Unable to refute it, they will dismiss the truth unheard. A single kiss may last a lifetime. The autumn tree itself cannot say which is the next leaf to fall. We are born more alike than different. Evil thrives only when unopposed. We learn before knowing just how. In the most private realms of an individual’s life, no one else can properly have any vote. The most ignorant are the loudest. On the edge of disaster, is found opportunity. Though what you have perishes, what you are continues. From brief life we rejoin eternity.
Discover your true purpose and with your whole heart, serve it. The spirit pervades and exalts matter. Perversity makes some reflexively aim to thwart the desires of others. One cannot both search and cling. Be unmindful of acclaim. Relinquish the need to have all the answers. The quality of your experience is related to your own intention. By intolerant zeal is much harm done. Families are made, not born. Though death is not final, it produces an intense sense of risk, despite which we still choose the right over the safe and overcome. Many mistake hollow pieties for virtue. Neither the wolf nor the shepherd hate the sheep upon which they both feed. The past has much to teach. How may a person, a society or a world thrive without memory? The true path is not blind obedience to authority, but enlightened self-interest. Faith is an imaginary virtue, predisposing to disaster. None are so alone, as those who are surrounded by the uncaring. When they serve only themselves, of whom do they expect a reward? By despair, many are defeated without resistance. An otherwise ordinary life is exalted by purpose.
Individual perspective is the aperture through which an image is formed and focused. A divine song lives within each; that when sung, opens heaven wide. No one rises to success alone. The return to life is miraculous and universal. That which is commonplace today was once deemed impossible; this pattern continues. We are not obliged to respect ignorance, meet hatred on equal terms, or negotiate with a disease. You do not yet know all of which you are capable. Truth is not subject to ownership. Begin with a single perfect breath. A single perfect day is a goal worthy of a lifetime. To perform even a mundane task with excellence is admirable. You are not here to be like anyone else. The wise do not grieve over a change of garment. A smile is not wasted, even upon the blind. Not at war, nor even in conflict are body and spirit. Flesh is the stair upon which we tread to rise. The tumult is overcome by tranquility. Those who were never sheep, awaken to rise and rend the wolves.
If in life we were to fully recall the deep peace denied to the flesh, we would fear only life’s continuation. Though clearly perceived by the heart, the essential is often invisible to the eye. Lacking this vital insight leaves one most blind. This world remains eager to crush the most delicate. Suffering and anguish fall away into the darkness we leave behind. The meek invite mistreatment and embolden their abusers to view all as prey. Lacking direct experience, they settle for doctrine and worship their own imaginings. The beauty of truth is both intricate and simple, as uplifting as it is profound. Those who deceive or suppress lack the power to forever restrain truth. Those who intend destruction fall alone into the pit they prepared for others. That this moment is not forever, makes it precious, not meaningless. Eternity includes now. No one can be relieved of delusion against their will. A journey may be a crossing, a search or a flight. We begin not only transient, but helpless also. We need not have all the answers to know peace. Be here now and content. We do not find the truth, we recognize it. Words are inadequate to fully relate even the plunge and wheel of a single bird in flight.
We are each unique. This is the first of our many similarities. None may be coerced to virtue. The sky is deeper than any ocean. The noise of a mind in chaos can drown out perception itself. When thirsty, drink; don’t drown. It is not about perfection, but more deeply experiencing what is. Paradox and ambiguity live near the heart of our existence. Though the locks are removed, the chains do not fall away, for we grip them tightly in our own hands. So long as we cling, we remain bound. Outside, explore the farthest reaches; inside, ponder the labyrinth. The wounds of the past can be impediment or impetus. Balance is not static, but a dynamic interplay creating equilibrium. Make peace with reality. The extraordinary is found every day. Join discipline to spontaneity; planning with improvisation. In this moment, be at peace. Until this is accomplished, of what value is eternity? Who shall dodge the rain that falls equally upon all? By increments, we reach the stars or extinction. The just defender is often empowered to defeat overwhelming aggression.
By the nobility of our struggle, we are defined. What are we allowing ourselves to become? We enfold the mysteries of both past and future, focused to an instant. None are so suspicious as the untrustworthy. When focused, light penetrates deeply. Ask the trans-formative question; for it is here, that wisdom begins. Hold always this home-world in reverence; for no matter the reach of our exploring, there is only one. Risk attends every first time. Do not be held hostage by opinion. Discouraging free inquiry and open discourse is the prelude to tyranny of the mind. How may there be progress without embracing change? We now begin to save a better world. We are the living, free agents of needful change. By habit and fear, they impede essential advancement. Even the immobile are criticized for what they do. Risk discomfort and release truth into the world. The desire to be appreciated is inherent. Only as we follow our worthy path beyond concern for comfort, reward or reputation, may we achieve much.
A simple thing of pure beauty confounds the world. Those incapable of virtuous self-mastery seek control of others. Fear produces a destructive reaction to inevitable change. Confront the dilemma. For lack of a true vision, many suffer. Without our consent, this world can only dirty us on the outside. The darkest deeds are often done in the name of light. Not all aspire to fame. Consider the vast difference between luxury and comfort. Being fallible ourselves, we cannot rightly dictate the life and thoughts of others. Hate is a miserable burden. First within and then aloud, speak that truth which sets you free. Answers surround us, to questions we do not yet know enough to ask. One with unsuspected courage will seize the moment and change the world. We do not dismiss the evidence of the senses and the verdict of reason. What do we most hope for in our world? Recall your elevated purpose and get to it. Without unbreakable loyalty to a worthy purpose, nothing is possible. Those who would oppose worthy progress are on the wrong side of history and swim against the tide.
Wildflowers perish all unknown from a world in desperate need of their brief splendor and subtle fragrance. Many overlook the fragile magic of a single raindrop, becoming a jewel held in a pealed embrace. The song of birds may reveal much to one of understanding. Better bread and water in joy than to feast in sorrow. Better alone than unwelcome. Do not mistake consensus for truth. As we slumber, tyranny trickles down. Chance and causality collaborate. The heart is a vault, withholding its contents from force, while gladly opening to the knowing touch. That the fragile and innocent among us are those most endangered is the continuing shame of this world. It is the unprecedented occurrence that conveys greatest risk and opportunity. If all were predestined, existence itself would be pointless. The influence of random factors is powerful and unpredictable. To listen deeply is to hear beneath words. Interference in complex interactions may produce unforeseen consequences. In the soothing of another’s grief is our own cure often found. By the rod a child is spoiled beneath the flesh; taught violence and inclined to respond in kind.
Confess not merely your wrongs, but the inner workings of your heart to another and find comfort in your shared humanity. Nearly everyone can teach us something we need to learn. Just as the light accompanies us, darkness also lurks nearby. Authority not fully subject to its own laws is tyranny. One who is not too certain may learn many things. The seeking of beauty goes well beyond mere gratification; it is a defining attribute of our humanity. What we are and may become, results from the maelstrom of instability within us, ceaselessly adapting to every challenge. We strive again and weave something better to rise from the ashes. When there is pain, remember: it is only real-time change proceeding at eye level. The whole is manifested in each part. We seek meaningful answers to the inherent mysteries of beginning and end. We will travel unfettered on the path of our own choosing. It is our right and privilege to seek truth without limitation, pursue understanding without hindrance and progress toward our own chosen destiny. Our worthy goals do not demand the abandonment of reason. We progress and ascend by relentless personal effort and experience. Pleasures of the spirit exceed all those of flesh. In the storm’s core is peace.
Let us join our strength as one; by unity and focused intent, we prevail. In the temple defiled and destroyed, is every broken home. They deny you choice and call it protection. As much is revealed in the question as by the answer, perhaps more. You are never too lost to be found. The creative imperative will find release. Seeking something for nothing finds misery. From the death of stars, rose life. A pebble upon the ground is older than all the things of man; and who would worship a stone? Yet many do, even now. The most telling truth is impervious to language. What good is a body freed to one of a captive mind? As they debate scripture, children perish at their pious feet. Even stones wear away beneath the relentless caress of living water. When unable to refute the message, they will attack the messenger. They kill animals for fun, each other for profit, poison land, sea and air, level the forests, enslave the helpless, deceive the trusting and oppress the gentle. When we do not consume the foreshortened lives of others, we are at one with all that lives and grows. That which we preserve lends its spark and essence to us, together with what once scattered in fear.
A small child may accomplish with ease, a thing that remains lifelong beyond most. That which is sought with diligence is surely found; and along the path of this journey, many more precious things, though unsought, rise to flourish within the seeker. Immersed, the fish does not recognize the water in which it now lives and moves. To fully experience or appreciate anything, requires a time of separation. In wisdom, we choose to relinquish our accustomed unity for a moment and experience the trials of mortal life to a worthy purpose. We are not made unique only to surrender to the common way. The freshness of pure air breathed deeply, charges our blood; as through us, life now flows. Comfort the orphan, assist the widow, heal the afflicted, guide the lost, lift the downtrodden, ease suffering, mind the forgotten, encourage those who falter, feed the hungry, accept the abandoned, protect the gentle and make whole, those who are broken. Confront and defeat inhumanity. By conception, a new thought, a new life rises. Each new blossom, which rises in turn to brief beauty, cannot know the source of their root’s repast. Sweeter was she than all the honey, which from her is made. Loving secrets are nourished there in the silence beneath the rose. Invasion is quickly opposed, but slow corruption destroys without a battle. So bright is she that in her wake, flowers bloom and turn to follow. Discover that to which you are called and fulfill a destiny of such deep purpose, as defies words.
Unbegun, the struggle is always lost. There are songs of such tragic beauty, that through tears; you are blessed to know in that moment, an exquisite, tender ache and counterpart of joy. A prolonged interruption of our technology approaches, that will drive humanity to the brink. Patience is not cultivated indifference, nor resignation, nor mere waiting; it is not relenting, nor discouragement unexpressed. Patience is a confident expectation of the inevitable, coming to pass without anxiety. Though patience occurs within, it reveals vital qualities which spread far beyond the self. Finally, we come to long for rest and soon are released homeward to our reunion. In repose, we again revel in glories unavailable to the flesh; vast freedoms unbounded and timeless. Every wish fulfilled, we turn back to our nursery world and look again. We relive our joyful triumphs of courage over fear, adversities overcome and the wonder of discovery. We recognize ourselves forever ennobled by the strivings of flesh long gone, recalling anew what it is to hold our loved ones for precious moments in mortal arms and how brevity itself rises to embrace eternity. Renewed, we once more consent to enter the maelstrom of flesh, despite every uncertainty. In each moment of truth is held both a test and a promise. In an instant, such a change may begin that life is never the same. That which slumbered in darkness, is recalled to new life and in that moment, we become more than we were. That we are thinking beings, productive by our own effort and willingly suffer for the sake of our children, is neither punishment nor a curse; rather, these are among the blessings which lead us forward.
All things possess a depth, unguessed at. The humblest thing, fully known, suggests and foretells the greatest. We do not yet fully perceive even the simplest matter. Who can explain how art and music touch and raise the spirit? There is a mysterious power at work that resonates within. Beauty can break or mend the willing heart. The visible regresses beyond the limits of direct observation to the invisible; and though we see ever further and deeper, we will not glimpse the first cause, the final purpose, nor the reason why. One small kindness may be amplified across time and distance to become selfless courage years later and miles away. They declare their beliefs to be exempt from criticism and express their offense with intolerant violence. By form and color, number and note; light and music pierce. From us, emerge expressions of deepest feeling and the corresponding perceptive faculties to enjoy. Proclaim aloud both music and meaning; for they flow through to cleanse, strengthen and relieve suffering. From that music, a graceful dance is inspired. The utterance of song and the expression of dance initiate an original, self-unfolding pattern from out of formless chaos. Music and meaning unite heart and mind as one, to convey both truth and beauty. The spiritual and the carnal are not at war but in deepest partnership. We have it within us to prevail. However, this is not foreordained, nor is doom predestined. We ourselves decide.
We sway to a song remembered and drawing free of these accustomed moorings, are released to again wander at ease beyond flesh. Within the nest, the egg hatches. The hungry baby is fed and grows. But to fulfill its destiny, that young bird must leave behind its familiar place of comfort, security and the only life it has ever known; to spread those wings, useless in the nest and risk falling to earn the sky. The bird sings and soars, the dancer leaps and we ascend, in graceful defiance of that which holds us earthbound. Apply compassionate reason. The child takes faltering steps toward a parent’s hand and smiles. We rise and struggle long, seeking that gentle touch. We descend to experience that which we know already but have not yet lived. We now confront inexorable change, in contrast to the eternity of our home. Theory becomes practice and knowledge rises to wisdom. Not in vain, do we struggle. A wonder it is to raise from the fleeting, that which enhances eternity. What is the purpose of life? To create and enjoy beauty; recognize and explore truth; gain and practice virtue; cause and share pleasure; foster joyful ascent. Do we not feel within us that powerful urge to accomplish some wondrous thing, which serves to enrich the lives of many? This pure yearning is embedded within us, deep as blood. The ocean primeval yet flows through our veins. The mirage of death is seen through; fear departs and peace falls like gentle rain upon a thirsty field.
We dwell within a vessel of clay to a lofty purpose; not to send children to endless war for blood, profit or doctrine; not to control and destroy nature, subdue and despoil the earth; not to own or use anyone, but to end self-obsession and join in compassionate reverence for one another. They deprive you of personal choice and claim they know better for you. Their profession of superior knowledge and concern forcibly overrule you. But know this: Somewhere, money is quietly changing hands. Wrongly are we told to hate the body, be suspicious of the flesh; despise and subdue the natural. Matter and spirit are not at war, nor antagonists, but complement one another in a purposeful fusion to mutual benefit. The eternal realm is both within and above us. From both, it proceeds into the world; from within, outward; from above, descending to converge and manifest in resonant harmony. We are co-creators of life’s deepest and most lofty purpose. By the authentic impulse of the fully human being, we cultivate the spirit; develop and share a message of hope, join with the willing and prepare our way forward. Something skirts about at the edge of memory; teasing and tugging, like a playful child, desiring attention. You can almost remember it and sense its importance; like a joyful dream you wish to rejoin. From a sleep so deep you are unaware even that you live, you rise time after time. Despite this example, many learn nothing and insist there is but one life. Knowing exceeds the power of speech to relate. Those in power often desire control above all else; without regard to truth or harm. They destroy by deception or violence, even ones who feed and heal; without a pang of conscience. By such, the world is reduced toward meaningless rubble. Give the bully and tyrant reason to reconsider their path. Not the peaceful and innocent, but the vicious are to cower.
One who is called to help will do so despite personal cost; though held in contempt or worse, even by those for whom they suffer. All without seeking reward or thanks. To such, the world owes its human existence and is saved from itself. That all experience is subjective does not diminish its reality. Consciousness itself is subjective. Are you conscious? How may you prove it? Animals often display empathy beyond many humans and affection without an ulterior motive. To measure an animal’s value based on usefulness is the standard of a parasite. Do not arrogantly dismiss the wisdom of the non-human. They do not feel any less because they have no words. By slow degrees, justice becomes tangled. Adhering to a form emptied of substance; it falls to a formal justification of its own misdeeds. Those who believe themselves to be serving justice, have instead become agents of inequity. Mistaking stubborn for steadfast, they reckon their intractability a virtue. Their beliefs are more than false; they are a dangerous impediment to vital human progress. Selfish and narrow are they, who annihilated entire nations with joy, only to indulge in self-pity when conquered. They call themselves chosen or exceptional, but are neither. Impressions remain, of a profound experience beyond description; remnants of a dream we know is achingly lovely, but cannot be held in daylight; fond memories of a kiss, for which we still yearn. The heart is thwarted by our inability to retain the full power of this elusive sweetness, though it lingers to tantalize. In a Universe of ceaseless change and seething turmoil, there is that which remains immutable and indivisible; such stillness does not catch the eye, but is inexhaustible. It is a greater miracle for the selfish to awaken, than for the dead to rise. Individually, we can make a difference. As one, we can change all. From the victim’s ashes, the hero emerges. The old skin is shed to a bold arising.
All is in motion. Even the center revolves. Knowledge once adequate, is no longer. This truth; lament of the aged, hope of the young, carries aloft or away the willing and unwilling alike. In a timeless moment, the membrane of flesh, which seems ever to divide one from the rest; falls away to reveal the overwhelming and certain oneness of all life. By effort alone, we can attain knowledge, but not wisdom; learning, but not understanding; pleasure, but not happiness; bed, but not sleep. Sacrifice is not the spilling of innocent blood, nor any destructive act. It is devotion. It is the seeking of a good not solely our own; dedication to a purpose beyond oneself. It is doing the right thing, though it offers no direct, personal advantage. As we hold the potential for love and the determination necessary to make it more than a mere sensation, we are caring beings. As we possess the capacity for wonder and the intellect to seek its fulfillment, we are thinking beings; and it is in this rising fusion of feeling and thought, that we become fully human beings. Beware those who insist upon the literal meaning of symbols. Their failure of intellect and imagination is dangerous and destructive. Their need to enforce a false certainty and shore up ignorant fear, predisposes them to violence. Recognize the impermanence of all manifestations. Even truth is neither universal nor permanent. In courageous defiance of entropy and decay, we enter time and flesh to create that new thing, which rises for a moment under the sun. It is to walk upon our own unique path that we are born. It is the skilled builder, who is the most honored by the monument. At the shoreline, rock and wave pound out their resolution, breaking one upon the other.
Look upon the familiar with new eyes, as an infant seeing for the first time. Simply observe. Learn to do this with one another, without preconceptions or expectations. Collective experience is combined and multiplied. The brief sorrow of separation is overwhelmed by a joy greater than this world allows. Even the meaning and purpose of suffering is revealed as essential, having made us worthy of eternity. Among the sources of pain which endure is the regret of an opportunity to perform some needful kindness, allowed to slip away undone. Words are unable to fully convey experience; Far beyond their reach, is unspeakable truth. Future and past are not yet and no longer; for now, there is only now. Can there be any doubt that the health of our world determines our own? We are creating this world as it becomes. The past will inform or poison our future. Obedience to the wrong is not admirable. Adversity is a turbulent catalyst for progress. To the wise, adversity can be an ally. We more than survive adversity, we are ennobled in overcoming. Many crucial human qualities will not develop in ease and comfort alone. Enemies are vital, as those who mean you harm, empower your rise. Tenacious bonds are formed in the sharing of adversity. Weathering the storm deepens the root.
More are destroyed by prosperity than are defeated by adversity. In the collision of circumstance, is found both danger and opportunity. Well met, adversity is not arbitrary cruelty, but a vital tool of attainment. The road home may be dusty, muddy, uneven, unmarked, unlit and uphill all the way. What is given freely can never be explained. We divest ourselves of savagery before the bridge is revealed. The spirit has no use for piety. Where proof is unavailable, dispute is unrevealing. Do not seek reason to take offense. Examine and weigh your beliefs, not merely hold them. Life looks different when held up to the light. Through living we learn the art of improvisation. When confronted by adversity, we do well to hope; for by courageous daring, much is learned and accomplished. Obstacles and adversities overcome, empower and refine our character. Seek opportunities to perform unexpected kindness. Adversity is adept at plumbing the depth of each human spirit. Death adds urgency to our true purpose; as the end of one thing and the continuation of all else. Far more is required to heal than to wound.
Your courage to freely persevere, must exceed their destructive will. Our apparent fragility is an illusion. We are eternal, unconquerable and far from defenseless. In the midst of a world in pain, we take our stand. Within the mundane inheres the sacred. Incompleteness and dissonance are inherent in the flesh. Find joy despite imperfection. Free yourself to stray from the herd. Beyond pain, none are lost, but await reunion. What you seek is worthy of both risk and effort. Between the world which was and shall be, we unfold. Distortions of light reveal unseen darkness. No road is false which leads us home. We fall only to rise greater than before. We shed a husk outworn to resume eternity. All which appears to live, seems to die. At death, we relinquish all we are not. None depart from this world unscathed. A fear of death is not the love of life. As life is sacred, true insight evokes reverence. Recall those precious things, which perish unseen by a world half in darkness. Before leaving this world, say and do every living thing which lives within you.