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Living with Sleepers

I have reached out to the world with all of my being. I do this with each Now moment. I offer my "art" at greatly reduced prices compared with the "norm" for art objects. I am offering insights and spilling forth Love of Life. I need nothing in return, but my kids do. What more can I do in my day that will keep them living under this roof?

That thought, at times, "weighs me down." Is it the last remnants of ego? Is saying I have a few "last remnants of ego" ego? How to get out from under it? This is just a thought. There "must" be a way to be here, with basic things for living. Again, a thought about it. I no longer need to acquire more "things" except food. Warmth in the winter. Occasionally, hot water for a shower. I would love to take a hot bath, but that is a luxury. How to pay for us to be able to live together in the home that they are comfortable with? It is not a big house, it could use some "fixing up", a few appliances could be replaced, some things need repair. Do I need to lose the garden? I know there are other gardens.

Is it the 'letting go' of thoughts that changes everything? I hear from another(s) who tells me that my "life" is wrong. I know that that is someone "else's" thought about it.
That thought is miles away from the Truth. Many people have thoughts that are miles away from their very "own lives". I say "own lives" because in Truth, We are One Life.

Sounds pretty, or nice. It takes great loss to See it. And if the "loss" continues it no longer appears "as loss." But as the Great Opening that It Is.

Garden of Love

I am repeating this posting I put on my blog, Creation of the Creativity, today. I will add, here, another dimension to this encounter with the Dragonfly.

Whether you "believe" me or not... I, literally, spent 2 hours yesterday with this dragonfly. She/He did not fly away. A few times danced around me, then went right back to the raspberry cane. We stared into each other's eyes... We nodded our heads at each other. I spoke a few words, here and there. I thought later: the "time" that had passed was one hour, but in truth it was 2!

I was mesmerized that the Dragonfly was hanging out with me for so long. I had the thought that this seemed truly intentional on both of our parts. A few more feelings arose for me:
The dragonflies are evolving, too.
and/or
Once one goes through one's own evolutionary process one is able to truly tune in to nature.

I, obviously, did not feel compelled to do other things or to lose patience.
The Dragonfly did not seem to be compelled to attend to its regular routine? (which is never routine in our sense of the word, it is always in the Field of Now)

At one point, a kind of sadness overcame me, and I had this feeling:
We All have to Love each other Now!
Look at how magnificent this creature is, we are!! We have to See this Now!

This, for me, is the True sense of "getting back to the Garden." The Garden, the Paradise is Here Now! Look around You!! Look Inside You!!
The sense of the whole encounter was Truly phenomenal... can You See that?

Toward the end of our "time" together, I was thinking... "It is not flying away, when will this end? I cannot easily leave, but at some point today, I will have to go in the house." ( it is approx. 4:30) I glanced down at a Red Clover below the Dragonfly, and saw that there is a 4-leaf clover! I investigated closer, indeed!! A four-leaf clover, but wait, there are two 4-leaf clovers here!!!!

I looked up to look at the Dragonfly but it was gone! So! Now is when it ends. I wonder where it goes? As I gathered my things to go inside, and 'am standing at the place where we met, I see that it is there perched a little higher atop another plant, waiting. And as I leave, it flies off, even higher, to a broader leaf; peeking its head over the edge, as if to say: "Farewell!"

Dragonflies are the Fairies

I spent 2 hours communing with this guy today!

some days one does not want to write a "proper" sentence
Is that why poetry was "invented"?

often it is easier to understand what the poet points toward
when we talk about the "formless" dimension. "Formless" is a word Eckhart Tolle uses.

Unconditioned Intelligence (We All have It)

We take for granted the way things are in our heads... the way society functions, the way we relate to one another; all the ways we "live." The rules we follow, internal and external... when and what we eat, how often, when we should sleep, how long, how many hours we shall work or not work, what we shall do for work, how we play, etc., etc., etc. Habits. What is valued and what is not. Conformity. Norms, what is normal?

(the madness of the ego is/has been "normal")