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I Feel the Pull of Distant Voices...

11/3/2015

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I want to challenge my perceptions. I want synchronicity, yes, but I don't want to "coast". I always want to be feeling deeply and fully into the absence of time. You can think of this as thinking forward, being present, or moving through the past...but there is a place where they all align and that place is both nothing and everything and I have been there.

I know it is truth because I have felt it. I have been everywhere and nowhere all at once and this is what I am moving more and more into - this state of "beingness". It is the metamorphosis, it is the crest of the hill, the moment of suspension. It is brilliance. 

I can feel that I'm meant or called to resonate here in this upper vibration. I can also feel the tug of the lower resonance and the duality of these disparate tones. I don't think it right to dismiss the lower, but I do feel it right to balance out my experience of the two - to lean into the higher frequencies with as much trust and willingness as I do the deeper, darker sides of myself. But there is fear in this higher direction. Fear of the ego running away with itself. Fear of seeming "better than thou". 

​How do we embrace our potential and light when others see it as a threat or reflection of their own limitations that they do not wish to face? It is not true, that is not what it is, I don't believe that's the end of the story. And yet, I feel guilty for bringing insecurities out in others. But what shall I do to comfort them but dim my own light? How is there a way to guide myself into more apparent empathy but to "come down" from my flight? Certainly there must be a way to not clip my own wings for the sake of connection. Or is it something in between? Something I cannot see yet? 

Where do I go to run with the wild horses? Is there an utopia such as this or am I delusional? I feel the pull of distant voices - alive or dead I know not, but they call. They call and they sing and they celebrate my return to them. Where it all fell apart in lives past - it now has the shining north star and suns rays simultaneously guiding my way to freedom and joy, everlasting life and breath. 
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