journey

If you live for the highest goal, you are living a life of the spirit-whether or not you consider yourself to be on a spiritual path. If you consciously notice the larger aspects of life, always consider whether what you are doing coincides with these aspects, never forget the times when you were enlivened by the power of the highest goal, use those memories in new situations, and act with the knowledge of the support you have and the journey you are on-you will be living for the highest goal.

We are all one.  Ours is not a better way, ours is merely another way. 

As you learn to leave alone the activity of unconsciously trying to be the mindbody that you think that you are - the mindbody that this "you" is currently flowing through - and you learn to move as this one that you truly are - this "you" of you; the very heart of existence - steadily, consciously and momentarily, the continuity of the ever deepening of this innermost as it keeps on entering its manifestation, through this mindbody that you find yourself flowing through, allows you to simply bubble in the sheer joy, pleasure, peace, delightfulness and stillness that this "you" of you is.

"There is alchemy at work when our past, our present, and our future convene in the present moment."

And You? When will you begin that long journey into Yourself?

Come dress yourself in love, let the journey begin.

What I'm talkin' about is a game.  A game that can't be won, only played.

His face was that of one who has undergone a long journey.

What Happens

What happens when your soul
Begins to awaken
Your eyes
And your heart
And the cells of your body
To the great Journey of Love?

First there is wonderful laughter
And probably precious tears

And a hundred sweet promises
And those heroic vows
No one can ever keep.

But still God is delighted and amused
You once tried to be a saint.
 
What happens when your soul
Begins to awake in this world
 
To our deep need to love
And serve the Friend?
 
O the Beloved
Will send you
One of His wonderful, wild companions -

Like Hafiz.

When the wind calls,
 You know,
 That somewhere in the mountains,
 It has found the answers that you were looking for.
 The pull of the horizon overcomes the inertia of reason...
 And you just have to go