Friday, February 17, 2006

Speaking of Vibration

Everything happening on the cutting edge these days is coming up vibration.

From Virginia Hunt to Abe, and all the "teachers" in the "movement", vibration is all the rage.

Vibration. The movement of energy, the speed of beingness.

Our human physical calculating and measuring selves want to categorize it. Label it. Rate it as A to Z Good to Bad.

Our creative environment is simply a direct reflection of the whole of vibration in action. We become aware of it and think we need to "do" something in order to "fix" something...

It never dawns on us that we are simply observing the perfection of creative expansion as it exists. Nothing to fix. No matter what our personal relationships may seem to demonstrate to the contrary.

Only an endless becoming.

Walking on this road where death is ever present, these last years, I've come to appreciate a new perspective of awareness. When I meander in my inner worlds, visiting places and scenes, people and other allies of the inner world; I've come to wonder, over time, if the essential elements of memory, of conjuring, of entering a particular environment with particular other participants, either as memory clips of their actions or as new conversations with their perspectives, is not as, or more "real" in the vibrational hierarchy.

We speak of "raising our vibration" by meditation, or joyful pursuit, or whatever means we endeavor. To what? Have "faster moving energy"? What is that?

It is consistent connection to our joy.
It is nothing more than finding our place of peace with the now and expecting good from that place.

It's why we love babies.

They do it so naturally, they hypnotize us into joining them!

But if "higher" is real in our linear human sense of thinking, then "thought" is higher than physical matter. It vibrates at a "higher" frequency.

So our other teachers of the age, rushing in to explain would tell us that the physical is the lowest form of consciousness possible!

We are the lowest most dejected of all.

Hard fleshy messy bodies.

Oh Dear.

I think I have found a way of thinking about this subject that will clear up a lot of confusion.

First off, I'm not entirely sure that the realm of our mind is not, indeed the more flexible and superior of the realms. It has huge power and influence and capacity to shape and create as wide as its own ability to imagine. All good.

But the physical creation, now this is something so magnificent, so spectacular as to be stunning simply in its very existence.

If you are wondering about this and unclear, simply remove your gaze from the human realm and into that of the purely natural world. Without human perspective to overlay and advise. Just go look at the world.

You will not find yourself finding fault with the world. You won't be saying "oh hey you tree, your limbs are too short, and mountain, you are not high enough. Hey, and sky, you are not bright enough.

You will instead, be hypnotized by their innate and perfect beauty, even if they are scrawny specimens according to their kind. You won't know and you won't care. You will not separate yourself from what is perfect and beautiful and right in the world by observing them.

In the moments of that silent interaction, you will feel that same powerful inner stirring that you feel in any inner dream. Peace and clarity. As you observe and feel and become completely immersed in the experience of now you will transcend now and make it a touch stone in the land of forever.

Your powerful awareness and observation and experience of it will create it as something everlasting within you. YOU will become the conscious awareness that can carry this awareness and knowing across the borders of time and space and in and out of the physical.

You, in your awareness are the traveler between worlds who can know all there is in the sum and details of its parts.

In this way, you are God. You are the extension of the awareness of what is and what is possible and you are capable of creating and enlarging upon a memory, a dream, an idea...
anything

Now do you begin to understand where the world came from?


Sweet Garden
Spinning in the Dreamer's Eye
All her lands are
Hidden in the trees
The universe is pleased
and sends the dreamer

back to sleep

Now we must awake
Take back take back your power
Every minute of every hour
Every move you make
Every Breath you take
Every thing you do
It’s all up to you.



We are empowered to fill our now moments according to our focus
upon anything
what uplifts or torments us
Only we have the power to choose


Our focused attention upon that which scorches us
burns us

no one else.

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