Of Mice and Humans

Pole-vaulting over mouse turds exacerbates a foul ball old sport . . .
Paying careful attention to Life’s details is good medicine.

But be careful of analysis paralysis.

In chewing every piece of what you eat –
You might get trapped.

When bitter digestion arrives, please remember to stomach with grace.

Mouse is an embodiment of organizing and categorizing . . .

Have you filed away some sort of knowledge into a compartment –
for further re-examination down the line?

Remember that unnecessary hoarding and anxious busyness weighs us down.
Sometimes giving away what we cling to lightens up our load.

Is your energy too scattered by trying to do too many things?

Rather than getting lost in our modern world’s distractions and shake-ups –
Perhaps we delve into the largesse of spirit . . .

Tending our soulful gardens and examining our roots . . .

Do you see we are one diverse divinity connected  in Unity?

Or do you see us as doomed demons falling aimlessly down a black hole?

Infinite wisdom is revealed through scrutinizing self-reflection.
Being quiet and unobtrusive is helpful to that process . . .

What is going on right in front of you that was missed before?

Remember to stay alert, make positive interpretations and see the silver lining . . .
While sitting with the present moment with Love and Truth as our ally.

See you further on down the trails,

Ari

Bear Leads Us Deeply into Our Soul’s Den

We are becoming more introspective Now
with Bear’s medicinal power –
Truth tastes sweet like honey . . .

When we open our eyes . . .
Looking beyond a cursory glance –
Deeper into our soul’s den.

Bear guides us to see . . .
Stillness speaking when quieting our mind to heed its call.

Do you see the many alternative solutions . . .
Abounding in the Dreamtime?
So that we might consciously weave this knowing into our waking reality?

Intuitive right brain feminine energy . . .
Receiving the fruition of our goals with our Third Eye –
Seen first in our imagination
Before we have manifestation.

Weaving spirit into our doings –
Loosens up our entanglements with form.

Allowing our soul’s light to shine on . . .

Fear and resistance dims our souls –
Remembering positive self talk . . .
Digging in to find our self-worth and security within.

Rather than reacting to the business of our outer world . . .
Are you listening to old mental tapes going on in your head?
Are you ready to create new recordings in your mind space?

Meditation on the energy of Bear facilitates inner knowing.

See you further on down the trails,

Ari

Standing On The Doorstep of Infinity

We stand at the doorstep of Infinity . . .
Massive change is coming our way

A Full-Moon on Sunday . . .
Trailed by a Comet in its waning wake

Giddy-Up toward the darkest hour on the Winter Solstice . . .
Coaxing back the Light in the dark of the Night

Releasing egoic entanglements with form . . .
Spirited energies realigning who we are

Rising tides of oceanic waves flooding our sea of consciousness . . .
Slumbering sheeple waking up from napping while under the influence of conditioning

I’m sitting at the dock of the bay in my meditation space . . .
Theta state in my green lantern heart space

Feeling waters of empathy bubbling up wells of Love . . .
Illuminating my soul

O darkness of yin . . .
Light a moonshadow o’er my inner landscape

I’m checking out energetic pulsations of neurotransmitters traveling through my bodily pathways . . .
Portals to consciousness are they

Reflections Of An Experience With A Spirit Messenger

A part of me died when you crossed
O’er the other side of the veils . . .

In this spirited door-step between space and time,
The curtain between realms are thinning now . . .

I remember a part of my soul that had gone to sleep for a spell.
And then I saw a deer in the woods–
Remembering when I woke up in that moment to new adventures.

Today, I walk in awakening moccasins . . .
On a Universal street in Divine Light of brotherly and sisterly Love.

Tomorrow my footprints . . .
Run with the wind . . .

Into a timeless place called Infinity . . .

Where past, present and future . . .
Coalesce into an eternal moment

Universal Consciousness and The Illusion of Time

our perception of time

is a man-made construct

example . . .
as I gaze into the stars
billions of light years away
pondering
who’s on the other side
billions of light years away
and yet
here we are looking at one another’s
past in the present moment

so . . . depending on whose perspective
i’m billions of light years old or young
or both at the same time

question . . .
which represents my time?

answer . . .
past, present and future
capture the essence
of the eternal now
and our illusion of time

Eagle In Flight

Eagle in Flight

A step from the light
A step from the dark
Close to fallin’
Close to flight

And I’ve got stage fright . . . In the dark tonight
A Soarin’ Eagle in Flight . . . In the skies tonight
A sunlit moon twilight . . . On A Starry Night

A leap of faith
Into an ocean’s abyss
Close to drownin’
Close to fate I’d miss

And I’ve got stage fright . . . In the dark tonight
A Soarin’ Eagle in Flight . . . In the skies tonight
A sunlit moon twilight . . . On A Starry Night

Here I’m standing still
Life’s pulse I can feel
This moment surreal
This experience is real

And I’ve got stage fright . . . In the dark tonight
A Soarin’ Eagle in Flight . . . In the skies tonight
A sunlit moon twilight . . . On A Starry Night

Now my Heart beats alive
My emotions I drive
Your perspective I see
In my own arms I am me

And I’ve got stage fright . . . In the dark tonight
A Soarin’ Eagle in Flight . . . In the skies tonight
A sunlit moon twilight . . . On A Starry Night

Our Town

Our Town
Here on Mothership Gaia, in dying Pisces centuries
Birthing into a New World of Aquarian Unity
An old age built on wireless, in sweatshops on other shores
And they built the satellites that helped the Empire win Star Wars

Here in Our Town
Here in Our Town
My sweet Eartha I’m sinking down
Here Buddha in Our Town

Well Granny’s working at Wal-Mart
Keeping aisles tidy to sell
Always greets customers with a smile
A job that’d suit a robot as well
Property taxes rising, lost my job without pay
Mr. Le Page took down the Labor Wall
As small businesses sail away

Here in Our Town
Here in Our Town
My sweet Eartha I’m sinking down
Here Buddha in Our Town

Well my Grampy’s off the Waterfront
Now he’s come to join Occupy Main Street
Our yard’s just rusty lobster traps
Cuz the Hidden Hand did what fishermen couldn’t do
These seas are filled with tales of mermaids and whales
Swimming these ocean floors
We sent our daughters to department stores
Now we’re wondering what they’ve been buying for.

Here in Our Town
Here in Our Town
My sweet Eartha I’m sinking down
Here Buddha in Our Town

From the Harmonic Convergence
To the 9th Cosmic Wave
To the instant Karmic Groundhog Days
That tired story remains the same
Crystalline Grids are rising
Now mister you tell me the world’s changed
Once working folks made a few wealthy enough–bought up deeds
to forget our own names

In Our Town
In Our Town
My sweet Eartha I’m sinking down
Here Buddha in Our Town

When I die tonight I’ll eat a Slice of Heaven
And digest it mystically well
I pray to God to bathe me in Light
As I leave behind my human shell

Wise Fool

Wise Fool

Alone in a place no one can see
Sit fools spinning dreams of who they might be
Images and colors flickering, remain undefined
Serving only to remind

Are your feelings pulling at you tauntingly?
Smoldering beneath the surface cautiously
Does your frigid exterior got your smile frozen?
Clinging tentatively to distorted visions

Like a vampire bite, dark emotions carry venom
Attaching blame when I become a victim
Feeding off the energy of another
God help me, for I’m a psychic blood sucker

Are your feelings pulling at you tauntingly?
Smoldering beneath the surface cautiously
Does your frigid exterior got your smile frozen?
Clinging tentatively to distorted visions

Groundhog Day and I’m dead again
A fleeting shadow is there no end?
Searching for an exit, fools eyes find none
Until I awake and see we are one

Are your feelings pulling at you tauntingly?
Smoldering beneath the surface cautiously
Does your frigid exterior got your smile frozen?
Clinging tentatively to distorted visions

Still The Dark Night Walks In Sunlight

Still the dark night walks in sunlight

I see a past life connection in your eyes
And yet here we are standing right Tao
I see a past life connection in your eyes
Now is all we have right now
When your rat scurries from the comfortable woodpile in the darkness of twilight
The spider in me gets out her pen to write
The thunder sounds and the lightning strikes
And still the dark night walks in sunlight

Well I had a whale of a time docking in your shores
And yet I stayed anchored in with my first mate
Well I had a whale of a time docking in your shores
My urges are tidal and my waters a perfect storm
Now here I sit while gazing on the lake
Wondering if you’re if you’re thinking of me while lying awake
The clouds roll in and the lightning strikes
And still the dark night walks in sunlight

There’s an echo in a hidden crevasse
Calling out from the Great Void I’ve heard before
There’s an echo in a hidden crevasse
A rapturous choir I’ll sing some more
I’ve been hiking these trails with one foot in spirit, one foot in ground
Gazing o’er summits once lost and found
The wind cries out and the butterflies take flight
And still the dark night walks in sunlight

Now I’m making my way down from the mountaintop
A message from Mother Nature I’ll share with you all
Sending peace out tweets to my peeps in the woods
Mother Nature’s direction I can’t foretell
The past is gone and the future’s undone
But here we stand in Unity as One
The sun will rise and the moon shines
And still the dark night walks in sunlight

Spreading multi-dimensional love with Hummingbird

When encountering Hummingbird out on the trials, we remember that humming to ourselves creates an internal massage that changes our vibration. In turn, we stay light on our feet by becoming more equipped to appreciate Life’s beauty. Hummingbird medicine helps us invoke the internal spiritual master within. Although being disciplined is the scholarly thing to do on our spiritual path, we also remember that laughter and having a good time is healthy food for the soul. Hummingbird dazzles us with its ability to fly in all directions, stop on a dime and hover in place. I wonder how many aviation engineers had Hummingbird totems when designing advanced aircraft that creates an air of light-hearted joy when taking flight?   Meditation on Hummingbird might help you co-create a powerful spiritual vessel for effective navigation.

Perhaps visualizing Hummingbird will help you venture into the Dreamtime and bring back what you need to adequately function in this reality. Given “everything is so ephemeral,” why not lighten up and let go our attachments to our fleeting and transient small stuff? Hummingbird reminds us to fly away from becoming too serious or sweating the small stuff. I hardly think Hummingbird gets too hung up or stressed about being such a small aircraft when called to making a seemingly impossible 2500 mile journey. It’s as if Hummingbird is hip to Crab’s crustaceanal wit that recommends picturing water to return to the Dreamtime and our primordial memories. In this space, we remember to balance sensitivity and reclusiveness. Being on guard with and overprotective of our emotions (re-playing mental tapes that say,”conceal rather than reveal”) blocks trust and allowing for authentic exchanges with other human beings. If a hummingbird can tackle such an apparently daunting obstacle with such grace, then why can’t we?

This sounds all well and good until we remember that tragedy and loss are typically unwelcome aspects of Life. As such, it is important to give ourselves permission to grieve. Many of us sit with the tension of opposites in our Being. On the one hand, humanity is embarking on a radical spiritual evolution. However, we also are doing very stupid things with our intelligence. Whether imperial military welfare in the Middle East, miserly domestic social programs, restoration of our rainforests via ecosensitive business practice or the proliferation of meditation in the modern world–we sit with the tension that we are all doomed as well as “life is good”. But it is also true power to realize “you can’t feel good when you’re feeling bad about feeling bad.”  “Hummingbird can give us the medicine to solve the riddle of the contradiction of duality.” Instead of debating, arguing and making judgements about opposite sides of the same coin, we learn to accept and embrace All That Is. Having an open, loving heart allows us to taste the sweetness of Life’s nectar. Embodiment of this internal space brings out the best in folks. Staying away from ugliness, harshness, discord and disharmony is what the levity of Hummingbird conjures up within our Being. Flowers and plants love that Hummingbird allows them to cross-pollinate through their sucking. How many practitioners in the healing arts using flower essences have distilled their wisdom from Hummingbird’s spirited medicinal knowledge?

While venturing with Hummingbird, we walk in the sunlight with a restored sense of health and balance. Life, like sugar, is sweet when we drink in its nectar. Are you getting too much or too little sugar in your diet? Do you put up a front of being sweet, but without indulging in sweetness? Is this an intimacy issue that surfaces as a need for control?

 

See you further along on the trails,

Ari