I want to hear your stories… true stories…
Those ones you lived, laughed, cried and loved through, the ones that empowered you
Not Twitters, not Facebook Flickers or LinkedIn Litters
I want to hear your voice next to me on the couch, see your face from across the table, feel the moisture on your palm when your remembering, remembering what made you…
Sometimes after a shower, looking in the mirror
I remember that my bones are solid crystals
I remember that our crystalline bone structure acts as an antenna for all incoming and internal body vibratory energy and information…
including direct thought forms…
As human crystalline systems, we resonate in total unity, harmony and love with the pulse of the cosmos…
Still looking in the mirror, I can’t help but wonder…
What does it mean that nobody objects to seeing my nipples in public?
I could be wrong, but male bras just aren’t that fashionable…
It’s time to tell new stories
It’s time to tell true stories, to live new and true stories…
I mean really, whats up with the Big Bang……
We didn’t start with a Big Bang ………
Our Universe began with an exquisite out-breath of Possibility
In that vast moment, Love Braided Sound and Light into Matter.
We are made entirely, entirely of that exquisite out-breath, the intention and substance of our Universe.
Shall we meet at the confluence
where you flow into me
and one breath swirls between our lungs
Let’s meet at the confluence
where you flow into me
and one breath swirls between our lungs liberating nature’s guiding wisdom with each breath
Where dedicated acts of Beauty magnetize the Power of Our Vulnerability
The Power of Our Vulnerability demanding we open our awareness
to every direction…
In every direction let us Cultivate Conscious Kinship
Conscious Kinship to join in The Choreography of Creation
Bouncing between the ordinary and the extraordinary
THE epic journey… or just a ride home, either way….
either way
Know you have done well to come this far….. Keep moving
Keep moving…don’t turn back and in the words of Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa;
May the Light accompany you as you walk across the plains of this world.
May the Truth be the star that shines above as well as deep within the kernels of your soul.
May peace, the most fragrant of flowers, surround you no matter where you go…
Shantparv aka Peter
