Let us begin here…
And when I say that something is coming I do not mean Armageddon or the coming again of Jesus or the “Mayan Civilization Reunion Tour” or any other such thing that is being bantered around lately.
My gut tells me it’s something much more subtle, much quieter, more far reaching than any of that.
More magical and wondrous, and far more dangerous to the status quo and the uninvolved soul.
Get quiet. You’ll hear it…
I have been laying low, reading, being quiet, staying very much off the radar. Meditation has been my friend, sleep my refuge, while my thoughts sort themselves out.
Something is on its way and I am trying to make peace with it.
Every time I look at the stars and the more I learn about the universe the more convinced I become. There is a mystery coming.
We need get to get our shit together…
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense.
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| — | Rumi (via breathemystardust) |
