The Sun Speaks


If ever we needed a reminder of our shared nature with mother earth, we need look no further than the sun. She rises in the East (birth) in all her majestic glory and sets in the West (death) in equally glorious majesty. Only to appear once more above the horizon (rebirth). Each spectacular sunrise and sunset symbolises the eternal glory of the light (spirit) and the cyclic nature of life.

As the light of the sun at setting is a precursor to its light at rising, never diminishing, so the light of the spirit shines eternally, ever brightly through each physical birth and rebirth.

Death being the stepping stone from one great adventure to another.

 

It’s Not What It Seems…


I came across a very profound piece of wisdom the other day, from a very unlikely source. I’ve long been an admirer of Keith Richards, AKA “Sir Keef”, guitarist with The Rolling Stones. Mainly for his musicianship and the fact that he is a very interesting character. Anyone who can fall out of a coconut tree at age 62 gets my vote all day long! Now in his 80s, he has become more and more of an interesting interview as he has gotten older.

I’ve long been fascinated by the stories of musicians, where they came from and how they made it etc. Anyway, recently I came across a book called, “what would Keith Richards do?” It’s like a collection of “Keefisms” taken from various interviews over the years. Anyone who is familiar with Sir Keef will know that for some years now, any photo you see of him, pretty much always shows him wearing a skull ring. Now, I don’t know about you, but whenever I see images of skulls, thoughts of pirates and gothic horror etc. spring to mind. But Keef has a different philosophy on what the skull ring represents.

When asked about the ring he said it’s got nothing to do with “bravado and surface bull****.” He said that beauty is skin deep and the skull symbolises that we are all the same underneath. Peel back the skin and flesh from any head, regardless of race, colour and creed and you will see a skull.

Nice one Sir Keef.

Look at me

What do you see?

A skull?

Straight out of a horror story

All gothic and gory

 

But, look again, look beyond your prejudice

I am just like you

Peel away your face flesh and skin, and

You will see that we are kin

Why Are We Blind To Our Own Qualities And Achievements?


I’m acquainted with someone, who in my eyes is a very successful author. Of course, success is only relative, but this writer has reached out to millions of people throughout the world and changed their lives for the better. He shared a story of how he felt (not in an egoistic way) that if he had made such great strides in his spiritual evolution, why was he still getting all the same old negative traits coming to the surface? For example, allowing seemingly trivial things to annoy him and getting angry over what seemed like nothing. He felt that, given where he is today, compared to the pits from whence he had dragged himself up from, and considering his work, why was he not now the equivalent of a Buddha or a Lau Tzu?

He said that he was relating this story to a friend of his as he had allowed the situation to drag him down. As stated, he didn’t think like this because of his ego, it was because he’d had a particularly difficult time throughout large slices of his life and couldn’t understand why he was still struggling given how far he’d come. His friend, a very wise lady, reminded him that if he was off around the world being a Buddha or Lao Tzu, he wouldn’t have been doing his current work and touching the hearts of millions. We all have our own unique purpose for being here on earth and we also tend to have that rather annoying habit of comparing ourselves to others and feeling inadequate; even the best of us.

It just goes to show, that quite often it’s the people around us who see our qualities and achievements. We seem to be blind to the wonderful, positive things that make up our character and it’s left to others to remind us.

Peace Or Pieces?


Only in the silence will you hear the voice of Love

When the world seems to be attacking you, all sides

Take a moment…

 

Retreat into the cavity of your heart

Be embraced by the peace…

That passes all understanding

 

Let go of the pieces, and

Let the peace do its work

 

You are only an actor

Playing a part

You don’t have to be a hero

Every day doesn’t have to be a slog

 

The power of love will nurture you

Without you even realising

 

Your hardships are your friends

For they cause you, unwittingly

To go on an inner journey

 

Once you set sail

The Ocean of Love will guide you

 

So, let go of the pieces

Welcome the peace, and

Be guided by Love

Forgiveness


We are a species very much still in its infancy. A good indicator of this is the fact that we have the word “forgiveness” in our vocabulary. This is probably a lot to do with religions telling us for centuries that we need to be forgiven by their angry god. Forgiveness is of the ego and is born out of the need to either forgive or be forgiven. Our true nature (I know…I sound like a broken record…) is Consciousness, which is non-dualistic, and exists as itself and nothing else. Therefore, in Consciousness there is no such thing as forgiveness.

Of course, everything has perspective within its own context. So, for someone unaware of their true nature, forgiveness most certainly is a thing. It serves as a tool to help them along their pathway to the stage where they realise that it really isn’t necessary. Another great paradox of life; using something that doesn’t actually exist in order to know the only thing that does actually exist. Pure genius from the “proper” God (infinite Consciousness).

Understanding…

Yes, understanding, not forgiveness is what is required. When our species replaces forgiveness with understanding we will know that, collectively, we are finally on the way to a greater awareness of our true nature.

 

A Question To The God Of Religion


Hey Mister, yes, you! I’m talking to you. Answer me this? How come, “your” creation never fails to amaze us, it is constantly evolving and revealing untold wonders to us, but on the other hand, your religion continues to bask in the Dark Ages? Could the answer be twofold? Could it be that your religion is man-made and you don’t exist anyway? If that’s the case, I’m having this conversation with myself.

And another thing…

Your Lord’s prayer is grossly outdated and not in line with the current evolutionary path of the human race. Now…all is not lost, so I don’t want you to worry. I’m about to put forward an amended version, which is more in line with the times. I had a go at this some months ago, so this is an amendment to the amended version.

PS – To the real God, I wouldn’t mind your opinion on this, and if you don’t fancy communicating telepathically, I’ll accept an email.

Heavenly Friend, who resides within us

Hallowed be our name

Our kingdom come

Our will be done

In the whole of creation

Thank you for meeting all our needs, and

For showing us that we do not need to be forgiven

Please lead us into temptation

In order that we may experience all aspects of life

Don’t deliver us from evil

But show us that evil only exists because we create it

For ours is the kingdom

The power to love gloriously

For ever and ever

Our friend

The Kindness Of The Stars – A Thought


The scientists say, “light years divide us, what we see twinkling in the night sky is already long gone, they are already dead; long since exploded.” If that is the case, how kind and thoughtful of the stars to leave us such a fascinatingly beautiful legacy.

Passing Clouds – A Thought


We are all but passing clouds on the airways of life. Like the clouds, we dissipate and reform, we shed tears; and we also collide. Sometimes the collisions are stunningly magnificent, we merge with another in love and produce a result that is enchantingly beautiful. Other times the collisions are like those of storm clouds, angry, dark and repellent. 

This could be thought of as a nonsensical comparison, considering that clouds are not sentient beings and humans are. But, I believe that we have a lot to learn from nature and I also believe that we may have a lot more in common with her than we may think; we are, after all, made of the same stuff, and that stuff is in constant motion. If you consider that all objects, all phenomena; including our species, on this dreamland stage are conceived of consciousness, by consciousness and within consciousness, then the idea is not so fanciful.

Would The Earth Say No To A Raindrop – A Short Story


There is no demon to judge you when the time comes to surrender your body. The only judgement you will ever encounter is the judgement that emits from the human ego; oozing like puss from a sore.

The source welcomes all home with open arms. Whether beggar, king or thief there is no difference when the soul is laid bare.

Have you ever known the sea to refuse a river? Does a tree check your status before offering shelter and fruit? Would the earth say “No” to a raindrop that fell from the sky?

So, polish your metaphorical shoes, don your metaphorical suit and tie, and when the time comes…

Smile, and dive into the arms of love.

The River – A Short Story


I am a river, winding my way to the sea…

Though obstacles arise to hinder me, nothing stops the motion; the perpetual motion, and with a certain inevitability, I reach my destination. Destination? What is REALLY meant by “destination?”

Like me, you, the observer, will roll on the through the illusion of the space/time continuum, and when you reach your destination, you will find that there is no such thing. There are only stops along the way; the way of timelessness. So, the only true destination is where you are now. This being the case, you are forever at your destination, therefore you are never lost.

I am a river, winding my way to the sea