They say a picture is worth a thousand words... Yes, this is true. Pictures can tell a story. But there are some stories a picture cannot tell. Only words, spoken from the heart, can hint at expressing the richness of some things...
Like the tingling presence of condor spirits circling above an ancient Incan city.
Or the dense, impenetrable, enveloping darkness of the Amazon jungle, teeming with the symphonic cacophony of creatures unknown.
The downpour of crisp mountain rain into an ancient Andean lake, and the earth shattering crack of thunder in its company, which vibrates every cell to the bone.
The soothing silence of an underwater paradise, teeming with rainbow fish and dancing coral.
The cooling mist of a fifty foot waterfall, carrying freshly melted Andean snow.
The chaos and calamity of a colorful bus ride, zipping through curvy mountain passes and by steep cliffs.
The expression on a child's face in a small impoverished island village, as a strange and colorful foreigner walks by.
The movement and vividness of feathers and bangles on a queen samba dancer, strutting her stuff in a carnival parade.
The potent wisdom and magic behind the eyes of a loving Shipibo mamita, as she sings her magic songs into every cell of your being.
The synchronicity of stumbling across an undiscovered ruin and pondering its story.
And the magic of a rainbow spreading its majesty full across the sky as a farewell kiss from the spirits of the heavens and the earth.
A picture cannot translate the subtle mixture of pride and desperation in a mothers eyes as she sells her handmade masterpiece to you for pennies to feed her family.
Nor can it capture the teeming vibration of ancient plant communication in la Selva.
It cannot tell you the eerie wailing sound of howler monkeys, nor the soothing clack of a horses hooves.
It cannot sing to you the ancient songs of the land and its people, nor the complex intertwining rhythm of the medicine drum and flute.
My camera did not capture my dark nights of solitude and doubt and introspection.
The complete collapse and surrender to the earth as I crawled, weak and delirious, through mud and vines.
Countless moments of utter peace and silence, magic and pure presence.
I could not photograph my visions of archangels and demons, of extra terrestrials and multi colored mandalas, of ancient magic and beyond-earthly realms.
The feelings of complete contentedness, fulls ascension, deep healing, and undeniable LOVE.
No, a picture cannot tell the story of the breakdown, the battle, the revelation, and the breakthrough...
Even words cannot fully describe these things, so profound that they alter perspectives and lives.
And so, with no more pictures to show, I will be more honest, and offer my words, in the hope of reaching a tiny bit closer to the truth of these journeys...
A picture is worth a thousand words, a thousand words can tell a story, but the story is a mere shadow in the light of the personal journey, the direct experience.
Therein lies the real, everlasting treasure...
I am not obligated to wear anybody's negativity for them, not even my ancestors. I stand true in my purity of heart. I am divine feminine compassion. I am impenetrable, unshakable LOVE
Incantation for releasing negative energies:
"Being in darkness you are loved
Loved fiercely and with compassion
There is nothing to fear or judge or resist
Just acceptance, allowance and being seen
From the light in my heart in now see you
I do not judge, my response is compassion
I understand and I release you now
Be and flow, but from my energy field, you must now go
Without will or force, but through love and peace
All negativity from my field is now released"
I am Feeling the emptiness of the ages....seeping through my core. Like the calm of the storm, a pause....
deep, desolate, alone...
Without a source, no beginning or end. Just, density...immensity... collective intensity.
My heart is open, vast and empty. A vessel, gaping...so wide it is cracking. Bursting at the seams, with feelings not mine it seems. Channeling, or summoning what lays dormant ...
I trust in the divine flow. I may not see the beginning or the end, but I trust just the same. I know I am fully provided for. I know I am strong, powerful, radiant, and true. I surrender to the divine flow. To my highest good. I allow all to flow through me, light and shadow alike, without suppression or fear. Embodying transmutation and regeneration. I trust the process. .. In perfection. ..In every moment...
Today is my wedding day...
I am simultaneously integrating how to be more vulnerable, open, allowing and receptive: and how to set boundaries, be assertive, and master protection... Sacred union of the masculine and feminine. Balancing. My masculine honors, cares for, protects, and provides for my feminine. My feminine honors, allows, nurtures and trusts my masculine. I am my TRUEST beloved.
I am a divine channel of Inspiration.
Creation pours through me.
I emanate light and beauty and mystery.
I walk my path with intention, clarity, and focus.
I am manifesting my dreams into reality with each breath, thought and word.
I am living bliss, radiating Christ consciousness with compassion and love.
I am abundant and Completely provided for.
I am magical, colorful, effervescent, and fractal...
I am the crystalline Prism which refracts the pure white light into a full spectrum of rich color...
I AM I...A reflection of you...A facet of we...Embodied Unity. ..
Written: Sept 5, 2013
As we move through these times of great struggle and change, we are reminded of the work at hand. This is the dark before the dawn...We are entering the birth canal... Experiencing labor pains, moving through a deep initiation of the soul. Now is the time to confront our shadows, integrate the darkness, and step into the light. Know that you are Not alone...we are collectively shedding the skin of fear consciousness, duality, and separation. This may seem like the hardest thing we have ever had to do, because it is... But this is a rite of passage, and the rewards are beyond anything that we can imagine. Remember to Breathe...Show up and do your work...Embrace the pain, welcome it, for it is the cracking open of the shell of understanding. We are evolving...Release, allow, be as the water, and flow through this stream with grace and power. YOU are so powerful, your work is so crucial, and now is the time to burn in the fire, be forged in the flame, and rise from the ashes with glowing, radiant light! Thank you Family...so much trust, so much gratitude for this life and all its beautiful and abundant gifts and lessons. Now is the time, For us to SHINE...
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