Hi sweetheart. <3
I believe we do certainly share the path with others… sometimes we travel together for a few steps and sometimes for many miles. We serve as mirrors, as agents in change for one another giving each other the opportunity to address things that would never come up alone. Sometimes we distract each other or tussle with each other and we stumble on the path, sometimes we encourage each other and point out the scenery, delighting in it together. We may walk at different paces, and need to remember that allowing others to walk at theirs is a needed act of respect. We need to find our own pace and as it changes, so too may our companions and our scenery. To stay too long in the wrong place or at the wrong pace is counterproductive, even with the best of intentions.
We share connection even when not together through memories and the palpable energy that connects our spirits. Sometimes those bonds can be incredibly strong, no matter the distance, no matter the absence of words…
We share collective karma on many levels, but as intimate as it is to take steps on our inner journey for a while with another, ultimately the journey to the goal of becoming established in witness consciousness is ours alone. The destination really can be found in each step and to experience that Truth in the present moment with another being, even for short moments, is to experience the most sublime and intimate nuances of Life itself… True connection without boundaries and with conscious, open eyes.
As Ram Dass said, “We are all just walking each other Home.”
Sending you love, from my heart to yours. <3
Namaste, beautiful spirit.
The great lesson from the true mystics, from the zen monks, from the humanistic and transpersonal psychologists, is that the sacred is in the ordinary, that it is to be found in one’s daily life, in one’s neighbors, friends, and family, in one’s own back yard. This lesson can be easily lost. To be looking elsewhere for miracles is to me a sure sign of ignorance that everything is miraculous.
- Abraham Maslow
I long to speak the deepest words I have to say to you; but I
dare not, for fear you should laugh.
That is why I laugh at myself and shatter my secret in jest.
I make light of my pain, afraid you should do so.
I long to tell you the truest words I have to say to you; but I
dare not, being…