Mumbo Jumbo

Maracas

2009-01-29T21:45:00.000-07:00

Her Majesty

2009-01-22T21:23:00.002-07:00

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Taco

Waves in the Sea of Possibilities

2009-01-12T09:09:00.001-07:00

by White Feather

Somewhere there is a drama playing out as a result of actions one took in the past. While one may be far from the ensuing drama one is connected to it thanks to the energy one put into it long ago. Somewhere a story comes together that is partially written by you even though you are not there and not even aware of the story. But our role in the creation of the story ties us to it and allows us access if we choose to connect.

Likewise, our actions today create the basis for stories to be played out whether or not we are around to witness those stories as they unfold in the future. We tend not to think of these possibilities but to become aware of the possibilities our actions create, we see a broader view of our actions and we can change our actions with this in mind. Every change of action creates a whole new field of possibilities upon which stories will be written. Our lives are like a boat flowing through the sea of possibilities leaving a wake that flows out over the sea affecting more than we are aware of since our attention is up ahead in the boat. As our boat continues flowing through the sea, changing course over time we eventually come across the wakes we left behind and see the stories built on the energy we left behind.

As we live we create waves. These waves travel the sea of possibilities as do we. It is inevitable that we come across the results of the waves we create. Waves go out in all directions so we can come across these waves in the past, present, or future. And when we do, we come across one part of the wave while the rest of the wave spreads outward without us experiencing it directly. To experience the totality of the wave we must become the wave. To experience all of a wave can take several lifetimes and many focuses within the sea of possibilities.

Every wave eventually subsides into the sea yet each new action creates another wave. Thus we are constantly creating new stories that come to life, with or without us, somewhere in the All That Is. Being aware of our actions in this way we can imbue them with as much unconditional love as possible and thereby change the world.

Mountains and Valleys

2008-11-23T21:39:00.003-07:00

by White Feather

All it takes is a turn of the head away from all the old stuff and you're on your way into a new reality. That last look back is sentimental and it is a way of acknowledging your journey. But you're at a pivotal point in your journey when you're about to cross the mountains and then there will be no more looking back. The valley you just crossed is about to be history and you're about to head into a whole new valley. Before, you couldn't see above the mountains into the next valley and soon you're about to be in a new valley from which you can no longer see back into the old valley.

There is a point as you are about to cross the mountain pass into the new valley when you turn back and look at where you've been. It is a moment of intense pleasure as the memories all rise to the surface. It is a moment of sadness as you are about to release it all. And it is a moment of intense excitement as you are about to face a whole new valley, a whole new reality. It's one of the grandest moments we experience--and we've experienced it time and time again. For that moment we are filled with every emotion and feeling and we feel like we're about to burst. It's so intense we're almost afraid to reach that moment, that pinnacle of experience. But the fear always gives way, eventually, because we can't help but move forward. The fear and sadness always turns into joy--just as all emotions do. All the emotions eventually turn into feelings and that's when we enter the new realms. Feelings keep us moving forward. Feelings take us home and home is ever changing. Home is where our Self is. Our Self is where the universe is and the universe is our home. It's the grandest home we've ever created and it includes All That Is. We've been journeying to experience all the parts of All That Is. Every part takes us home. Every valley and every mountain pass are fixtures in our home. To feel at home we must overcome the emotions and enter the feelings for they are what bring us home. They are what show us our home. They are what connect us to that which we create. They are the raw material we create from. Those feelings are us.traveling through our creation. Emotions are the sticky goo we get stuck in--temporarily--along the way.

Pumpkin

2008-11-04T21:36:00.001-07:00

Stories and Veils

2008-11-04T21:33:00.002-07:00

by White Feather

Through the veils of time there are so many interconnected stories going on. There is no lack of drama. If we could pierce the veils and look all around us in a circle we would see a landscape resplendent with stories.

Sometimes we pretend to get bored with stories. But then we keep playing them over and over. We like to add some new twist but it the same story.

And at the core of every story there is love. Every story has love written in it somewhere.

Love is how we write stories. It's how we express the love that is slowly filling us.

We are actors in the greatest drama ever played out in the universe. We are at center stage. We are living the story and making it real.Allowing a story to flow through us we can choose to embrace it and give it our life. The story is immediately different. The stories are ever changing. They just take on new perspectives. How many different ways can we write, express, and live a story? Are we driven to experience every way possible? As the stories flow through us how do we flow through the story? Do we dance with our stories? Do we live them so intensely as to forever burn them onto the universe? How many stories do we ignore and repress? How many of our stories are truly finished? Are we satisfied awaiting a new version? Can we truly write a new story? Or is every story a different version of only one story? If so, it must be a whopper of a story.

If only we could sit in stillness and drop all the veils surrounding us. Then we can see all the stories and put an ending on them. We could clear the slate and begin writing our next stories. We could write new stories without veils, stories that connect us to all the love of the universe immediately. We could start living stories that are far better than anything we can imagine.

Window

2008-10-29T14:22:00.001-06:00

Underwater Boy

2008-10-22T20:29:00.002-06:00

by White Feather

How hard is it to open up the door? It's a simple action, or so it seems. You turn the doorknob and pull the door open. If it's a solid door you can't see outside of it and you don't know what you'll be greeted with once you open the door. Do the possibilities on the other side of the door put you into fear? Does it keep you from opening the door?

Once there was a little boy who woke up in the middle of the night. He got up out of bed and walked through the house as the rest of his family slept. The boy was wide awake and wanted to play but did not want to awaken the family. As he tiptoed through the house he could find nothing that interested him. Eventually he came to the front door of the house.

As quietly as he could, he opened the front door, stepped through onto the porch, and closed the door behind him. He walked across the porch and then down the steps onto the front lawn. Still in his pajamas, he felt a brief chill but it did not slow him down. He walked across the lawn towards the lake. He looked up at the moon which was very full and very bright. It lit the way for the boy to walk slowly across the grass towards the lake which reflected the moon's glow on the surface of its waters.

Finally, the boy made it to the very edge of the water. He stood there for quite some time just looking out over the water and at the moon above. It looked so differently than when he saw it routinely during the day. The water seemed so black except where it reflected the moon. The trees and landscape surrounding the lake seemed to disappear except in silhouette. He could hear the waves lapping up onto the shore where he stood. He could suddenly feel the energy of the entire lake.

He wanted to enter the lake and behold its mysteries but he also wanted to ride the surface of the lake but he had no boat. The boats were all at the marina a long way down the shore.

The boy also wanted to fly over the lake's surface like a bird. He was overcome with many desires and felt pulled energetically by the lake to somehow experience it in a new and profound way.

The boy stood transfixed, not knowing what to do. He heard sounds. There were the night frogs and the night owls and the sound of the waves lapping up on the shore where he stood. He was no longer cold and the very slight night breeze now felt good. It seemed to coax him onward.

It was a good feeling knowing that all the people around the lake were asleep and that he was the only one standing by the lake and feelings its dark presence. The boy forgot all about his family and the house he lived in. He forgot about the neighbors who lived along the edge of the lake. He forgot about the boats and about anything human.

The boy looked into the lake and it was like looking into a mirror. Sure, the moon was reflected on the surface of the lake but as the boy looked deeper into the lake he entered a new dimension of feeling. He could feel his life in that lake. He could feel all the life in that lake. He could suddenly hear new sounds that he had never heard before while gazing at the lake. It seemed that beneath the surface of the lake there was a different reality that was much like what he experienced each night in his dreams.

Like with his dreams, he had to let go of all waking consciousness to enter that world. That's how he felt as he looked out over the lake and felt that world beneath its waters. But how does one enter that world?

The boy was suddenly saddened that he could not enter that world. He could not find a way to enter it. So he sat down on the shore and just watched the surface of the lake ripple. Perhaps he could enter through that rippling surface with his mind. And then he could swim with the fishes and explore that world without the need to breathe. If only he could breach the surface.

The surface of the lake was suddenly like the front door of the house in which he lived. If only he could silently turn the doorknob and slip out without anyone knowing it then he would be free to immerse himself in a world outside the confines he found himself in. Could he enter the lake with his mind without making a splash? Without anyone hearing him?

As soon as he thought that he found himself under the the water's surface moving silently through the water. He was neither cold nor hot. He propelled himself with no exertion on his part. He simply thought of moving forward and so he did. He could see and realized the moon lit up this world, too. He could breathe and there was no struggle whatsoever. He just silently moved through the water and explored.

There were some fish, though not many. The bottom of the lake was littered with debris. This saddened the boy. It looked like a junk yard. But as he moved out further towards the middle of the lake the junk thinned out and there were rocks and water plants and more fish. He loved how the moonlight cascaded down through the water. He loved the shadows that played on the lake's bottom.

The boy swam and swam until he had explored the entire lake.He then looked up at the surface from down below. From below the surface was now suddenly the same as it was from above. It was like a door he must go through to re-enter the world he lived in. At first, he was apprehensive about going up and breaking through the surface back into the other world. But slowly he realized that he had to go back through that door and that he would then have to go back through that other door back into his home.

After leaving the water the boy stopped on the shore and turned around to look at the lake some more. He felt so thoroughly invigorated and alive and happy. He felt like he had found a new world and he felt like he belonged in that new world. He didn't want to go home but eventually he turned around and began walking back to the house. He walked very slowly. When he got to the porch of the house he slowly walked up the steps and then turned around to look at the lake one more time.

To his surprise the lake was no longer there! This startled the boy. He looked around. The moon was still in the sky and the trees were still in the yard and the grass he had walked upon back from the lake was still there. But the lake was gone! This briefly saddened the boy but then he closed his eyes and felt himself swimming under the surface of the lake one more time. His body tingled all over and he realized the lake was still there inside him. He then opened his eyes and walked to the front door of his home. He hesitated a moment before turning the doorknob and entering. Slowly and quietly he entered the house and closed the door behind him. He felt his pajamas and realized that they were very dry. Making his way quietly to his room he got back into bed but it was quite some time before he could fall back asleep. He kept replaying his experience over and over. He was afraid that if he were to fall asleep he would lose it forever.

Although he finally fell back asleep he never lost the experience.

Copyright © 2008, by White Feather. All Rights Reserved.

Circus Boy

2008-10-15T16:12:00.003-06:00

by White Feather

There once was a young boy who went out into the hills to play after school. He roamed the hillsides and played in nature for hours. And every day he would get into trouble. His mother scolded him for not coming home in time for dinner. His father scolded him for neglecting his chores.

The boy was disciplined but it seemed to make no difference. All he wanted to do was go out into nature and play.

The townspeople realized he was forlorn. They all accepted that he would never amount to much and they kept a place for him in their society but it was a very lowly place.

The boy willingly accepted his role in society, knowing that as long as he could go out into nature and play that he would be happy.

Then one day a circus came to town and all the children wanted to attend. The boy's parents would not allow him to go to the circus and insisted that he work out in the fields while his siblings went to the circus.

The boy was greatly saddened by this. He did his chores in the field but then afterwards he went out into the forest and he told the forest of his pain. He told the animals and trees and plants that he wanted to play but he was forced to work as punishment for not conforming to what was expected of him.

The animals and plants and the whole forest heard him and they responded. The boy experienced a circus in that forest that was far grander than the one experienced by the other children in town attending the traveling circus.

When he came home that night and told his siblings and his parents of his exicting day they scolded him even more. They told him he would never ever go to a circus.

The boy thanked everyone, to their bewilderment, and then he said that the next day he would do his chores as before.

Everyone was bewildered. Why did he not react in a hostile fashion at being reprimanded so as he had done in the past?

The boy never reacted in a hostile fashion again. Eventually everyone just forgot about him and let him be.

The boy eventually grew up and left the neighborhood. He traveled far and wide. He never attended a circus but he had more fun than just about anyone. He eventually landed in a town where the circus wintered. He asked to be employed by the circus but only while they were in their wintering home. He was told that every circus performer had to go out on tour with the circus.

The boy said, "No thanks, I've already been there. And I know that the circus really only exists in the heart of the home we find ourselves in." The circus owners were aghast and told the boy to go away. The boy thanked the circus owners for refusing him a job and he left that town to travel the world and everywhere he went he created a circus that everyone he met could feel without attending an actual circus.

He continued on his journey. When the real circus came to a town the boy had been to, everyone suddenly missed the boy. But they didn't understand why. But their enjoyment of the circus was greatly enhanced. And the boy's travels were greatly enhanced. He always stayed one step ahead of the circus. And no one knew why they liked him so much. He was gone long before anyone could figure it out.

Copyright © 2008, by White Feather. All Rights Reserved.

How Important Is It?

2008-10-10T23:16:00.002-06:00

by White Feather

Where do things begin and where do they end? Are beginnings and endings merely perceptions? Does anything ever truly begin or end? Is it merely in our perspectives that they do?

Every beginning is an ending and every ending is a beginning. What is the difference between them? Does anything ever end or is it merely tranformed into a new beginning? Does that new beginning carry forth elements of the previous death? Do we just play the same record over again except at a slightly different pitch? Does anything ever die? Or is it transformed and reformulated into a new cycle of life?

Does each new song not contain notes that were used in the previous song? Are all songs just rearrangements of the same notes in the musical scale? What links the varying arrangements of notes? What vibrations remain throughout all different arrangements of notes?

Can you sing a song without containing notes and phrases that have been used before in the expression of music? Does the music of the universe contain all notes and all phrases and all music? Is every song an expression of joy within the scales of vibration?

Is it the intricacies of music that are important or the simple fact that we are singing? What happens to the octaves of experience when we stop singing? Do they evaporate or do we merely stop accessing them? How important is it to have music flowing through our beings? How important is it that we sing along with that music?

The Diving Board

2008-09-29T22:00:00.002-06:00

by White Feather

Life is so beautiful, so magnificent, so wonderful, so outrageously fantastic, how can anyone complain? There is so much beauty in nature and in our world it can take our breath away. There is so much love; oh, there is so much love that we can be full of it every minute of our lives. There is so much love that every experience can shower us with it. There is so much love that we can live every minute in ecstasy. There is so much love that we can bond with every human on the planet. There is so much love that our every action can exude that love. There is so much love that we can all live our lives in a state of constant joy. There is so much love that every human on the planet is transformed into a divine being. There is so much love that our every action is full of that love and spreads more love around the planet. There is so much love this planet could explode with love.

There is so much love yet we fight it and resist it. Why? What are we trying to teach ourselves through our resistance? By living what love is not are we reinforcing what love is? Through comparison, are we teaching ourselves to appreciate that omnipresent love? By denying that love are we preparing ourselves to joyously dive back into it with an even more intense furvor? Are we afraid to look in that mirror and see the love or are we gaining a better understanding of it by glancing away from it ever so briefly? Is fear merely a tool we're using to briefly hesitate before jumping off the diving board in order reorganize our focus before surrendering to the dive into that pool of love? Does our resistance intensify the love or merely intensify our appreciation of it? What games are we playing?

Baggage

2008-09-16T21:42:00.003-06:00

by White Feather

Bring into your being all the vibrations that you enjoy. Bring in all the vibrations that make you feel powerful and full of your being. Bring in everything that makes you feel good. Bring in those vibrations that make you feel like the creator of your reality.

Bring those vibrations in. Empty yourself to allow room for those vibrations to come in. Empty your self to provide the room for every ounce of joy you can attract to come in and fill you.

There needs to be an opening for these things to come in. What is blocking that opening for you? What can you release to provide more open space for those things to come in through? How much can you clear out to make a huge opening? How much can you release? How much can you relegate to the dust heap of the past?

The more we can release the more we can open up to new potentials. The more we can forget and release, the more new exciting adventures can materialize.

How many exciting adventures lie at the doorstep waiting for us to clear the space to allow them in?

When you go on an exciting trip how much baggage do you pack? How much open space do you leave for new adventures to come in? How many pages do you leave open for new adventures to be written upon?

Where is your planning? Is it in the now? Is it in respect to the past and how much space does that leave open to you? How much of it is squeezed by fears of the future?

Does each new day bring a new adventure? How can you include a new adventure in each new day? Does it involve clearing out the space for it? Does each new day come cluttered with old junk? Is it necessary to clear out some of that junk to make room for new adventures? How often do we clear our caches?

How do we face new challenges? How do we face new adventures? How do face each new day?

How much baggage do we carry into each new day? How much fear do we bring into each new day? How much reluctance do we hold in order to stay in our comfort zones? Can we embrace each new day thoroughly clear of all past baggage? How hard is that? How easy is that?

Each new day we are provided with a new door to walk through. Do we peer through that door? Or do we walk brazenly through it, bravely walking into what the universe reflects to us?

Imagine writing a to-do list for your self. Imagine writing out all the things you want to experience. Imagine expressing all of your hopes and desires and expectations. And then denying it when it shows up at your door. Imagine dreaming of everything you ever wanted and then shutting the door on yourself when it appeared.

That's what we do every single day. That's what we do to almost all of our hopes and dreams and aspirations.

Why do we do that? Why do we put struggle into every equation? Why do we deny ourselves our birthright? Why do we say "no" to everything that we want?

It seems like we have to turn ourselves inside out in order to get what we want and desire. It seems like we have to fight our selves to get what we want. But if we turn everything inside out, including our affirmations, then we can unflip our desires and allow them to be overcome with the creative energies fed to us by our Sources.

Our Source is feeding us energy to energize everything that we want but we present that energy with what we want in a backward fashion. We show the backside of it and then that backside becomes manifested. We need to flip-flop our intentions. We need to release all the condiitons we place on our intentions because it is those conditions that our Source energy first hits and energizes. So instead of our intentions being manifested our conditions are manifested.

To manifest we must be a blank slate. We must have no conditions whatsoever. Whatever conditions we place on our desires and goals get manifested instead of the desires and goals.

The NOW and the Life Spark

2008-09-03T09:42:00.000-06:00

by White Feather

When there are several occurrences that deflect your attention from yourself in the NOW it becomes easy to get trapped in those events. Maintaining the NOW can seem difficult. We slip out of it and soon realize that we're out of it for a long time.

It seems like a struggle to stay in the NOW but as long as we are struggling we cannot get into it. There is no struggle in the NOW. We cannot struggle to get into the NOW. We can only release all struggle to get there.

We must feel the NOW in order to align with it. Any thoughts of the future or past takes us out of the NOW. Guilt from the past and anxiety for the future immediately creates struggle and we are no longer in the NOW.

The NOW is where we create. The NOW is where we live. The NOW is where we find joy. The NOW is where the physical and non-physical sides of us come together.

We are constantly spinning. The physical part of us and the non-physical part of us chase each other around in a circle around our center. That center can only be accessed in the NOW.

Broaden your perceptions to see more than what your struggles illustrate. In the center struggle is impossible. In the center we are all that is. If we are all that is we are instantly the solution to any perceived struggle. All struggle is canceled out. We are all that is. But when we separate our perceptions and only see a limited view then we never see the solutions that are part of every struggle. We fight and fight without seeing the solution that came with the struggle.

In the center we are all that is and we can see all that is. And there is absolutely no need for any struggle whatsoever. How does one get into the center? By being in the NOW. Our focus is so scattered outside of the NOW that we don't hardly even see the NOW right before us. Every moment we can fully spend in the NOW will help bring us back to our true self. The more we surrender our struggles and our obsession with the future and the past, the more we can open up to the NOW. The more we experience the NOW, the easier it will be to get into it and stay there.

It takes practice. We are so conditioned to live outside of the NOW that it's hard to break that conditioning. But that is the answer to finding joy and peace.

Bring with you an appreciation and joy for life and you can go anywhere in the universe. For the universe is inside you. To travel the universe one must go within. Go deeper and deeper into ever smaller layers of your being. Go down into the cells and then down into the atoms and molecules and then go deeper still. Go deeper and deeper still until you come to an infinitesimally small pinpoint of light. That pinpoint of light is you and it is the whole universe. Everything in the outer layers, including our bodies, are holographic manifestations. They are illusions created to live in an illusory physical reality. You in that body is not you. You are that tiny pinpoint of life at the very smallest level of your being. That tiny pinpoint is the opening through which your Source sources you the universal energy that gives you life. Through that tiny pinpoint you can connect with the entire universe and an unlimited amount of energy to create with.

Go within and down into the smallest layers, deeper and deeper until you find that pinpoint. If you are struggling in any way you are not going within but rather without. The farther out you go the denser you become and the more struggle you find. Time exists only on the outer levels. On the deeper levels in the center and at that pinpoint there is no time. There is only the now. That is your life spark That is your Source. When we can reconnect with that we realize our true divine Self and our unlimited creative power.

Hollyhock

2008-08-27T20:37:00.001-06:00

Entering Water

2008-08-20T23:33:00.003-06:00

by White Feather

Can you take all the sweetest memories of your life and release them? It doesn't mean you have to forget them. It just means releasing them.

So what does releasing them mean? Can you remember and savor a memory while simultaneously releasing it? Can you remember something without holding onto it? Are you afraid it will be lost forever?

Can you love someone and release them at the same time? Can you truly love someone without releasing them?

Can you remember a childhood memory while still being the person you are today?

Can you be the person you are in the NOW unless you release the person you are in the future you project?

Can you release EVERYTHING you are and just experience the NOW in all its glory?

Where are you? Are you in the past or future? Are you in the NOW. Or is the NOW something that goes beyond "YOU?"

Life is in the NOW. Can you experience it without being any of the YOU's you have ever defined? Can you be in the NOW without being YOU? Can you be the NOW? The NOW is undefineable because as soon as it is defined it is no longer the NOW. It is the past. Does experiencing the NOW require an experience of self? Can we experience the NOW without relating it to self? Can we experience it for just what it is? If we cannot experience the NOW except in relation to self then what are we missing?

If we are diving headlong into a body of water are we experiencing the water or our reaction to entering it? Are the two mutually exclusive? Or is there a combination or interaction? If we only experience the water do we lose our sense of self? If we only experience our self and our reaction to entering the water do we lose the sense of the water?

How do you enter water?

And likewise, how do you enter a relationship with another human? In such a case where is the NOW?

28 Times

2008-08-05T00:03:00.001-06:00

by White Feather

How often do you totally and completely surrender? One to five times a month? One to five times a day? One to five times an hour? What is your surrender frequency? I know it can be difficult when one is first getting used to the awesome power of surrender. It can take a long time to embrace the notion of surrender.

Once we start feeling comfortable with surrender then we can start using it continuously in various circumstances. The more you do it, the better you get at it and the funner it becomes. There was a time today when I surrendered approximately 28 times in approximately 10 minutes. It may be a record. Of course, I wasn't timing it or anything. I can only relate my feelings. Everything else is approximate.

Have you ever surrendered 28 times in 10 minutes? Oh, let me tell you, it's worth workng your way up to that surrender frequency. Maintaining it, of course, is a different, more difficult, matter. When I figure that out I'll let you know. In the meantime, all we can do is keep surrendering as best we can, building up our familiarity and comfort with the act of surrender. Someday, I hope to remain in a constant state of surrender. I cannot even imagine how glorious that can be.

Surrender and giving are two sides of the same coin. When we do one we automatically do the other. We cannot give without surrendering and we cannot surrender without giving.

If surrender is giving then what is taking?

Taking is struggle. If we are taking we are in struggle and if we're in struggle we're taking. If we are in surrender we are giving and if we're giving we're in surrender. IT'S ALL DIRECTIONAL! Change directions and everything else changes! Seriously, it does! Try it. Stop struggling and surrender. Just know that you can't do that without giving.

White Water

2008-07-28T21:30:00.000-06:00

A Gift Overlooked

2008-07-11T00:03:00.003-06:00

by White Feather

What comes to mind when you think of radical departure? How intensely can you implement change? How radically can you depart from your norm? How extreme can you get?

How much can you open up to change? How much can you embrace life-changing directions? How willing are you to depart from what seems like the course of your life? How bold are you? How daring are you? How exuberant are you in venturing onto new paths?

Do you take change in little installments? Or do you open yourself up to monumental change? How radical are you inclined to get?

Are you willing to give up the most ingrained habits? Are you willing to give up the walls of security you've built up over decades of your life? Are you willing to put your life on the line? Are you willing to change so radically that your life no longer even resembles what it used to be? Are you willing to go into unchartered territory? Are you willing to be a pioneer? Are you willing to walk through jungles that have never been touched by humans? Are you willing to bring cosmic ideas to fruition here on earth? Are you willing to see the endless field of possibilities which each of us can draw from?

Are you willing to change your routine? Are you willing to see things you've never seen before? Are you willing to be what you've never been before? Are you willing to go beyond everything you've ever touched in hundreds of lifetimes? Are you willing to step into the universe? Are you willing to be and to use the power of the universe? Are you willing to be a god? Are you willing to take your imagination into the realm of divine creation? Are you willing to turn love into your reality? Are you willing to realize the full potential of All That Is? As a divine being, are you willing to bring All That Is into this earthly dimension? Are you willing to love that strongly?

Each of us are a conduit for All That Is. Each of us are an expression of All That Is. All of us hold the entirety of All That Is. Every time we expand our awareness we own an even bigger part of All That Is. Every time we express a part of All That Is we claim an even bigger part of our divinity.

What are we waiting for? What are we hiding from? Why do we hesitate? Why do we hold back one iota of our love?

There is an infinite amount of unconditional love pouring through us at any given moment. Every problem that we see ourselves as having is basically our blockages to that unconditional love flowing through us. We don't have to do anything to create that love flowing through us. We only have to surrender to it and allow it free passage through us. We struggle to accomplish things but we can accomplish much more if only we were to surrender. It's infinitely easier, yet it seems infinitely harder. It's all a matter of perspective. How we look at it determines how much struggle we put forth. Every ounce of struggle keeps hidden that true power we all have. But we have been taught and conditioned to struggle. Until we break those habits we will never realize the incredible glory of true loving and we will never see how that true loving changes everything.

Surrender is so easy yet we make it the very hardest thing in the world. It is the easiest thing in the world yet it is the one thing we cannot do. We fight it with all our might. We disagree with it with all our best words. We refuse to even consider it because we've been taught that to do so is to lose. And we've been taught to always strive to win. Winning and losing is a dichotomy that is like a brick wall that keeps us from stepping into the joy that is our birthright. Surrender is the key to everything we've ever wanted yet we've turned it into the one thing we'll never even consider. We've turned the greatest gift into the greatest obstacle. We've beem given the greatest gift but we won't even unwrap it. Instead we bitch and moan and complain--and all while the greatest gift is sitting right before us.

Conditioned Perspectives

2008-03-28T09:36:00.001-06:00

by White Feather

It used to be that I could go to my local Safeway grocery store and do all my shopping in five minutes or less. I knew where everything was and I could mentally formulate a route through the store where I could quickly pick up everything I needed without doing any backtracking or searching. I could probably have done my grocery shopping blindfolded. I wasted no time looking at things that were not on my list and I went down no aisles that I knew had nothing on my list. As long as I didn't run into anyone I knew I could shop with lightning speed. I was a lean, mean shopping machine.

But the Safeway has been in a process of remodeling. They have moved everything around--and I do mean everything. Nothing is where it used to be. Shopping suddenly takes three times as long because I have to be consciously aware and search for things. If I were blindfolded I wouldn't be able to find a thing.

While this is somewhat aggravating to customers, grocery stores know that this is a very good thing to do every now and again. Having spent far too many years in retail myself, including owning my own retail bookstore for 9 years, I know the value of this. It forces the customer to shop "with eyes wide open" and therefore see more. How customers shop becomes habitual. They find the areas of a store they like and only go there, avoiding the other parts of the store. Mixing everything up forces them to search through the whole store enabling them to see things they might like that they normally wouldn't notice.

While shopping for many is very habitual, the same can be said for our lives in general. We all have fixed routines and schedules. While our activities become habitual and conditioned, so does our thinking....and so does our perspectives.

As we go through our daily lives going through the same conditioned routines and activities, we think the same thoughts over and over and our thinking becomes conditioned. We may have some different thoughts now and again but we quickly slip back into our conditioned thinking patterns. Likewise, the way we see our world becomes conditioned and we see it the same way day in and day out--so much so that we often miss little subtle changes around us. If often takes wholesale change, like with the grocery store remodeling, for us to get out of our default perspectives and begin seeing all the changes.

Humans are habitual creatures. Our activites are conditioned, our thinking is conditioned, and our perspectives are conditioned. If, as all the spooks claim, we create our reality through our perspectives then to change our reality we must change our perspectives. This is made difficult because of the habitual conditioned way we perceive everything in our lives. Habits are hard to break.

We could take ten minutes out of our day and consciously change our perspectives and see things differently and that can be very good but then we slip right back into our conditioned perspectives for the rest of the day. So it's hard to create much change in our reality when we weigh those ten minutes against 23 hours and 50 minutes of conditioned perspectives. We say, "Hey, I changed my perspectives for 10 minutes but my reality didn't change!" That's because we didn't change our continuous conditioned perspectives, most of which we're not even consciously aware of.

Our perspectives are so conditioned we are, for the most part, not really even aware of them. We are often unaware of any perspective we may be embracing at any given moment. We may be holding a perspective of "life's not fair" and we're not aware of that being our perspective. But because we hold that perspective we attract circumstances that reflect that perspective. We see those circumstances and that reinforces our perspectives and we blame the circumstances. Our thinking patterns center on those circumstances and further reinforce our perspectives. Those thinking patterns become conditioned and we play those thoughts out over and over.

And our perspectives don't change. And therefore we continue to attract to us circumstances that reflect "life's not fair." This, of course, applies to all conditioned perspectives.

To change our reality we must change our perspectives and to do that we must become aware of our perspectives. We must become aware of the habitual conditioned way we see things. And then we must open ourselves up to seeing things differently.

One person can see life as a painful drudgery and their life reflects that. Another person can see life as a joyful, exciting, glorous experience and their life reflects that. It's not life picking one person to be good to and another to be bad to. It's the difference in perspectives between the two people. Life is a wondrous field of possibilities that we draw from and create from through how we perceive things. And how we perceive things is a choice. We can choose to perceive our world through habitual conditioned perceptions or we can open our eyes and choose to consciously perceive things differently.

Beaches and See-Saws

2008-03-06T00:06:00.001-07:00

by White Feather

When there are no fish left in the lake the people living alongside the lake move on. They are aware of their environment. Being in touch with the earth they sense when something is wrong.

Today very, very few people are in touch with the earth. They are unaware when things are out of balance. Most humans have lived in a situation that is out of balance for most of their lives, so much so that it seems normal.

When birds fly through the air and they fly through areas of magnetic disturbance their flight is affected. When dolphin are swimming and following the sounds of the depths and then suddenly their sonar is jammed with mechanical distortions they become lost and they seek refuge by getting out of the water and beaching themselves.

How many humans are currently beaching themselves because the access to their inner senses has been broken? How many humans do not even hear and feel their inner senses because their systems are taken over by mass signals that are unnatural and not grounded in earth energies?

What is the difference between a pod of dolphins or whales beaching themselves and an event in some shopping mall where a lone gunman starts shooting randomly and killing people?

What do we blame such events on? Do we blame one person for going berserk? But that one lone gunman is only one aspect of the event. The victims all play a part, too. Everyone involved in the event has lost their inner guidance, allowing them to be drawn into the event. Are the lone gunman and all the victims all beaching themselves? When a pod of whales beaches themselves are they all victims? Or is their one leader responsible for all the rest being victims?

When war breaks out is it only the leaders who are responsible for the carnage? Or is everyone involved?

How do we keep from following the signals that lead us to a mass beaching? How do we allow ourselves to be sucked into a harmonic that so grossly disharmonizes with natural planetary rhythms? How do we lose contact with our own inner senses which can prevent us from navigating into such energetic turmoil?

Where does our focus take us? What happens when our focus is no longer grounded in earth energies? What happens when, instead of directing our energy focus, we instead allow it to be drawn to energies of repulsion?

When we sit on a see-saw how aware are we of what is sitting on the other end of the see-saw? If we are unaware of the other side how can we find the balance necessary to shift our focus to the fulcrum upon which we are see-sawing?

If we sit upon a see-saw as a victim who will gladly sit on the other end? If we sit on a see-saw while full of love who are we going to attract to sit on the other end? If we can love the one sitting on the other end of any see-saw we choose to sit on how does that affect the see-sawing?

When we disengage from the see-saw and instead take a walk through the forest we can feel the planet under our feet and we can embrace all that we come into contact with without engaging a polarizing duality with everything we come into contact with.

Without this dualistic engagement there is no impulse to beach ourselves. Staying grounded in the fulcrum of the planet we can go beyond the duality and allow love to enter all things and activities and our navigational abilities respond naturally and always take us exactly where we want to go to find ever increasing levels of joy.

Copyright © 2008, by White Feather. All Rights Reserved.

Driving in the Car Without the Radio On

2008-03-02T18:09:00.002-07:00

by White Feather

When it comes time to stand up and move forward will you be ready? Will you be willing--and most importantly, will you be excited--to step forward into a reality that is very different than your current daily life? What holds you back from making the step immediately? What uncertainty blocks your path?

You can look before you leap. Stay still and just look. Look past all the hurdles, through all the fears; look deeply and see what's past that glass door. The glass may be fogged so mentally wipe it dry and look through it.

Look through it and beyond it. See the reality that awaits your focus and attention.

All dimensions are right here. There are many, many dimensions all occupying the same space. We see only one but there are multiple dimensional realities all going on simultaneously with ours and they're going on right in the very same space we occupy.

We tune into those other frequencies by changing our vibratory frequency to match the vibratory frequency of that dimension we want to visit. It's like turning a radio dial.

We are stuck on one channel and are afraid to turn the channel. We don't know what kind of music another channel might be playing and we're afraid of leaving the same mix we've been listening to day after unending day.

The music on some other channel might be utterly divine but we can't know until we dare change the channel to give it a try. We can't find the radio station of our dreams without moving the dial.

Imagine being the dial: Would you want to be stuck on the same station for decades? Imagine being the dial and never moving. Imagine being the music and never being heard. Imagine being paradise and never being visited. Imagine driving in the car and never having the radio on.

The reality we seek is going on right this very minute in the very same space we are living in now. We just are not aware of it because we're listening to another station.

The Butterfly

2008-02-26T00:48:00.002-07:00

by White Feather

There are three people who go out into the forest to sit down and meditate. All three of you get comfortable and relaxed and get into the deepest meditative state you can. You enter a deep and peaceful state.

Suddenly, a butterfly flies by all three of you. It spirals in and out, up and down, and all around you. One of you grabs the butterfly net beside you and gets up and chases the butterfly hoping to catch it. The second one of you "becomes" the butterfly and follows it in their mind. The third one observes the butterly but once it has flown by ignores it and keeps its focus on the bountiful forest surrounding them.

Who am I? I am none of the those sitting in the forest and meditating. I am the butterfly and I am long gone before any of those three people can react. I am here and then I am gone.

Birthing Thoughts

2008-02-17T16:44:00.004-07:00

by White Feather

When humankind decides to truly put passion behind its endeavors then life on this planet will change more radically than it ever has--and in a startling short amount of time. Such a large percentge of humans sleepwalk through their daily lives, doing what needs to be done to "make a living" or get by but there is very little passion behind what they do. Humans generate gazillions of thoughts but very, very few of those thoughts are ever completed. 99.9 % of those thoughts are thought but are never given life. There is no true passion behind their creation. There is very little desire. There is little joy.

When you think a thought and it seems like a good thought it doesn't seem to go anywhere. Why is that? Expectation has a lot to do with it. We all have thought zillions of thoughts and most all of them never reached fruition. We are conditioned to expect failure. These expectations cut off the life that we should be feeding those thoughts.

Every thought is a like a baby. How would you feel if you were pregnant and after 9 months of pregnancy the fetus was stillborn? How would you feel if after your second preganancy the baby was once again stillborn? What if you got pregnant 29 times and every time you ended up with a stillbirth?

Every thought is like a pregnancy. How would you feel if all your thoughts ended up stillborn? Most human thoughts end up that way. They are thought but never given life.

When your pregnancies result in stillbirth after stillbirth after stillbirth it becomes hard to treat a new pregnancy with the love, joy, and excitement necessary to put life into that baby. And so it is with our thoughts. We are so conditioned with failure that it is very hard to treat our thoughts with the joy and exhilaration needed to spark life into them. With so many stillbirths we have come to expect stillbirths. In this way expectation has seriously short circuited our creative abilities.

But we go on creating. But our creations don't seem to have life. They don't go anywhere. How do we put life back into our thoughts? How do we truly create? How do we go beyond the habitual sleep walking that characterizes our lives? What does passion have to do with it? What does love have to do with it? How can we create without expectations? How can we expect only incredible creations when so many of our creations die on the vine? How can we go beyond the conditioning of lifetimes? How do we break that mold?

When a child is born and it takes its first breath and it's alive how do we then react? Do we allow that baby its life or do we continue trying to recreate it and mold it? Do we let it go, giving it only the love it needs to unfold? Or do we strangle it with our expectations?

Every thought we have is like a baby. We have thousands of thoughts every hour. How many of them live? How many of them come to fruition and grow? How many are completed? How do we treat all those many thoughts? Every thought we have is tainted with our expectations and fueled with our passion--or lack thereof. Every thought has a life all its own and, once thought, is no longer ours. Every thought leaves the womb of our being and travels the universe forever....until it is manifested.

How careful are we with our thoughts? How purposeful are we with our thoughts? How do we treat the pregnancy of each thought? How joyous is the birth of each thought? How willing are we to let go of each thought and let it live its own life?

How unconditional are we with each thought? Every expectation we place on a thought strangles that thought. We cannot let go of a thought if we have any expectations placed on it. Most thoughts are killed by our expectations. Every thought that we hold onto and won't let go of contributes to our own death.

If every thought is like a baby and 999 out of every 1,000 thoughts are either stillborn or die quickly right after birth then how does that affect our thinking (creative abilities)? What expectations does that engender in us? Do we tend to become failure oriented? Do we tend to put less excitement into each thought? Do our thoughts become routine and perfunctory and doomed with expectations of failure? Do we start generating thoughts in a robotic way without any excitement or love or joy? Do we stop creating and simply maintain a hamster wheel stasis devoid of any excitement and joy and love and beauty?

Most importantly, how do we change that? How do we change how we carry our pregnancies and how do we change how we give birth and how do we change how we love what we give birth to? How do we replace expectations with unconditional passion? How do we unconditionally love our thoughts as the divine creations that they are?

Copyright © 2008, by White Feather. All Rights Reserved.

Cold Water

2008-01-27T14:49:00.000-07:00

Thinning Veils

2007-12-16T23:19:00.001-07:00

by White Feather

Imagine going through an entire day doing only things that bring you joy. Nothing but joy all day long. Imagine every day being like that. Imagine being thrown into a state of wonderment repeatedly throughout each day. Imagine being inundated with beauty where ever you look. Imagine being filled with love every time you encounter other humans. Imagine being so happy that you look forward to each new moment and what it might bring. Imagine being so happy that nothing at all could get you down. Imagine being in a state of happiness and joy continuously.

How long can you stay in those imaginings? What brings you back from imagining those things? What keeps you from surrendering to that love and joy? What thoughts keep you from falling into the abyss of pure love and joy?

To live in a state of constant joy and bliss is within all of our grasps. It is so very close. What thoughts and beliefs separate us from that?