Post by morningstar on Jun 26, 2012 14:27:53 GMT -8
Those who have gone before us, who have walked the pathway through the mist and have found the deep well from which we all must drink, can show us the way.
Those mystics, scribes, gods and goddess' have traversed this field of reality, and have united in soul at the end of their journey, where all become one. They can speak to us of the hazards and the glory that can be known as we step upon this divine road to find God within, at journey's end.
Those brave souls have looked upon the preexisting terrain of reality, beset with its limitations and its fear, and have said:
"This will not do, this is not for me; there must be something else, something deeper that I will seek."
So, they set out on this journey of mystery, of evolvement, and took the road within and its landscape of what we have borne, of what we have known. Then, deliberately, and without fear—sometimes—they have traversed the internal realm, and shaken their own foundation of beingness in order to come to the place, the deep well, from which they can at last drink. Such an elixir as this unfolds the petals of the mightiest heart, and bequeaths to us the courage and strength to open to our vulnerability, revealing our innocence. Thus we find the love that we have always been seeking, that exists within. Then the journey, and all else that has been, no longer matters, as such a truth as this is found.
But, in the last, even as, and even though, so many have walked before us and shown us the way, it is to our own heart that we must listen. It is our own truth that must be revealed so that we can come to this place in our own way, that the rose of our own heart may flower before that sun of our love and truth.
Those mystics, scribes, gods and goddess' have traversed this field of reality, and have united in soul at the end of their journey, where all become one. They can speak to us of the hazards and the glory that can be known as we step upon this divine road to find God within, at journey's end.
Those brave souls have looked upon the preexisting terrain of reality, beset with its limitations and its fear, and have said:
"This will not do, this is not for me; there must be something else, something deeper that I will seek."
So, they set out on this journey of mystery, of evolvement, and took the road within and its landscape of what we have borne, of what we have known. Then, deliberately, and without fear—sometimes—they have traversed the internal realm, and shaken their own foundation of beingness in order to come to the place, the deep well, from which they can at last drink. Such an elixir as this unfolds the petals of the mightiest heart, and bequeaths to us the courage and strength to open to our vulnerability, revealing our innocence. Thus we find the love that we have always been seeking, that exists within. Then the journey, and all else that has been, no longer matters, as such a truth as this is found.
But, in the last, even as, and even though, so many have walked before us and shown us the way, it is to our own heart that we must listen. It is our own truth that must be revealed so that we can come to this place in our own way, that the rose of our own heart may flower before that sun of our love and truth.
