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Same As It Ever Was ???

11 Friday Nov 2016

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Isn’t it an amazing journey this awareness we call Life?
To be physically present in a body which is totally dependent on its environment to experience it.

We are about to make a giant leap forward!

Here in the United States we had an election which could be called the Greatest Show On Earth… at least for the moment.
No offense to Dan Rice or Ringling Brothers!

I was reminded, as I sat down to write, of the song by Talking Heads – Once On A Lifetime.
Same as it ever was…
Same as it ever was…
Same as it ever was…

kept playing through my silly mind and I finally relaxed enough to let go of my pent up energy.

The above picture of the York River with the ducks so quietly floating in the distance conveyed the next message…
Letting the days go by
Let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by
Water flowing underground
Into the blue again
After the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime
Water flowing underground

and I became like the ducks who are unfazed by politics except the results of which destroy their and our environment.

Yes, we will all survive the next President and hopefully learn more about our relationships to each other and the world which sustains us. We are all co-creators and need to tune in to those songlines which run deep through Mother Earth.

Life is not all about economics or consumption, profit and loss or any of the other agreements we have made over the thousands of years of our human existence here.
It is about who we are as caretakers and family members of a species here which is as fragile as the many life forms which have and are now becoming extinct.

Yes! We are about to make a giant leap forward and we may fall a few times.
We may get a few scrapes, bruises, bleed a little or need a few sutures, but we can do this.
We have amazing resilience and strength in our collective wisdom.
We are to Teach Our Children Well

Another song popping in to my head which I played and sang for years in my younger days, Crosby, Stills Nash and Young…

“Teach Your Children”
You, who are on the road must have a code that you can live by.
And so become yourself because the past is just a good bye.
Teach your children well, their father’s hell did slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams, the one they picks, the one you’ll know by.
Don’t you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.
And you, of tender years can’t know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth, they seek the truth before they can die.
Teach your parents well, their children’s hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams, the one they picks, the one you’ll know by.                   

Don’t you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

And know as well, that I Love You, my brothers and sisters, and I look forward to what you and I will co-create from our hearts as we continue in this journey we call Life.

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Morning 1st Glance 10.27.16

27 Thursday Oct 2016

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Isn’t it a beautiful world
when we can be thrilled by color
quietly carried in the feathers
of those who visit our yards
in the not so early morning…

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There within a stone’s throw
and on constant alert
they protect each other with alertness
thankful for the offering of food
from the human gatherer
yet wary of his threat to their survival

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Satisfied of no imminent danger
while still attuned with all faculties
they are united in their energy

Teaching us all that sustainability
is dependent on trusting each other
to share in the abundance
while on guard from predators

cRb 10.27.16

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24 Monday Oct 2016

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quiet-waters

Quiet Waters resonate
internal stillness
all perception fades away

Let us take a moment whenever possible

to make available
to acknowledge

…internal stillness…

to permit
to yield

…all perception…

to create space
to Allow

cRb 10.24.16

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Completing Cycles

23 Sunday Oct 2016

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Such is the nature of Maple
whose green shade in Summer
allows for gentle breezes to flow
creating lazy afternoons in lawn chairs

First came the changing colors
the inner knowing of a cycle
calling itself back to center
releasing the extension of itself

From Red to Orange and Yellow
softly falling to blanket the lawn
increasing volume with the weather
so suitable for inner water to move

The long drought of the season
perhaps was uncomfortable
yet her fireworks display
is a spectacular testimony to us all

As we also move through the seasons
our water flows to uplift us
and in return retracts on silent cue
to timelines we each create within us

Perhaps we too are thirsty
and calling ourselves back
into the roots of ourselves
to rest and unite within our hearts

One cycle completes as another begins
and so the rings of our inner planes
expand and regenerate in worldly rhythm
in accordance with ancient protocols

cRb 10.23.16

 

 

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In Peace We Remember

12 Wednesday Oct 2016

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2016_09_13_1512_We are filled
with fading memories
of beautiful moments
enriched by love

All worries and fears
are left behind
in the body
where they once dwelled

We rise
in a glorious vibration
of our deepest
heart resonance

A sea of joy
on which we float
carefree once again
enriched by love

cRb 10.12.16

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Morning 1st Glance – 10.6.16

06 Thursday Oct 2016

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Some mornings we awaken
in a somewhat tranquil state
not seeing the Sun yet
and question arising

The cool temperature of Autumn
settling in all around us
with heavy dew on the grass
and branches becoming barren

Beaches remaining untouched
except for the lack of tourists
who now are left with memories
of their escapades in the sand

Yet new sensations of color
begin to lift our hearts
as we move into patterns
that are more reflective
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As we begin to settle ourselves
gathering many resources
for the journey through Winter
which grounds us all once again

cRb

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From a Field of the Past

28 Wednesday Sep 2016

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Traveling into the distant past
we sometimes find
our self

Scattered along the path
or in the shadows
moving quietly

Nevertheless
we are there remembering

Each step triggers another
and we find this walk
so challenging

Every energy center on high alert
receiving information
and fully alive

How amazing to be so aware
of the diversity of all the forms

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We have ever been in our many lifetimes
…Thank You…

cRb 9.28.16

 

 

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Authentic Self Arise

24 Saturday Sep 2016

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In preparing for a show in which we will talk about Authenticity this message was recorded as I drove to Tai Chi class on the previous morning…

Elders Speak – Allayah and Charlie – Heart to Soul Talks
Airing Sunday, 25 September 2016, 2:00 PM ET
Elders Speak Show

How do we describe authenticity?

For me it is my true self, the self when I’m alone self, when there’s nobody else around self, that comes out in the shower, the self that wakes up in the morning, the self that doesn’t always openly express all that it feels, sees or hears, yet knows beyond a doubt what it was never really taught self.
Authenticity is a place, of knowing yourself on a level that is not human.

So that is what authenticity means for me.

We have been taught since our birth to temper, alter, or not say exactly what we feel, because we might offend somebody, or somebody won’t like us or we will cause trouble for ourselves.

A thousand reasons most of which are in violation of our authenticity. Who we are or rather who we were as children is closer to the truth of who we are in authenticity than we have ever been again in our lives.

So as I think about the word authenticity it is about becoming more childlike in many ways but not in the sense of innocence or joyfulness. It is the freedom to think or feel anything we wanted as an individual human, in the sense of we didn’t have any fear of our thoughts.

Fear of our thoughts is perhaps one of the biggest roadblocks of our existence and our authenticity.

To be authentic we have to learn to discern our thoughts, to listen to our thoughts, to ascertain which ones come from an external source and those arising from an internal or other dimensional part of ourselves.

So to be authentic we need to listen… Listening and Authenticity go hand in hand!

Never before have we needed to listen more closely, not to the mind chatter, not to the world outside of us, but to the voice within our heart not our head.

People say, “Well you don’t have a voice in your heart!”, and I tell you that you do. It comes from your heart when you stay out of the head that is floating around with all that information.

It’s like wandering around a library with millions and millions of books, billions and trillions of bits of information, all valid and cohesive to some extent, all related to something but very overwhelming and very impersonal. They are very distant and they are not part of us on some level, there but not here.

So who are we that are in this library of information and is it correct or has it been designed, stored and filtered to represent something which may not be true in some way, shape or manner and how do we discern that.

In order to discern fact or truth the human mind needs something to compare things to.  When we compare truths of different human cultures there are many discrepancies. Each one claiming authenticity and willing to defend it as being reality.

This is what authenticity brings up for me!

Somewhere beyond words and storytelling the truth of us remains unchanged and only through the heart can we access that.

I’m going to share a bit of my near-death experience here.

I had returned with my memory human memory altered and I can say today that I know at the moment I chose to return here I made an agreement to have that done.

Now that sounds totally crazy to people when I say that, yet I know in my heart that is the truth.  In my head it makes no sense nor can I fully explain, but in my heart it is a reality.

When I say things like that to people they want me to defend or explain, some with serious intent others not so kindly. So automatically in years past, I would go into this sort of defensive mode because I would become a little child again who saw a little being in the bushes and somebody would say oh no that’s just your imagination. Perhaps it was in my child’s mind and it was my imagination, but then I didn’t have any concept of either choice.

What I saw and what I felt, was what I saw and what I felt.

It didn’t matter whether it came from my imagination or from a place of reality because the line between the two wasn’t in existence for me.

Eventually a wall had been built through shaming and programming.  The wall being built between what is real and what is not real and based on someone wanting us to do something for them and to comply or be ridiculed or punished.

We train Children to do things perhaps innocently and then perhaps in our own lack of authenticity. They, want to respond like a dog when you train them to do things.

What if we no longer found it acceptable for the dog to give you his paw. What was that all about? No there is no reason why a dog needs to give you its paw other than to exercise the fact that you, on some level in your ego mind can pat yourself on the back and say look what I’ve done. I trained the dog! How good am I?
Many of us as children were also trained in this manner.

Well, let us take a look around the world today. How good are we?
Take a look at how our ego is feeling today. I would guess we’re a little bit upset, I’ll bet feeling a little bit angry. When we’re upset or angry, the first thing we do is we look outside of ourselves and say to someone else it’s your fault , always pointing to something other than ourselves.

So as a direct result of not being authentic we then give our power away through anger and resentment and we also give our sense of responsibility away. When we lose our sense of sovereignty we have given everything away.

When we look out at the world, it is what we were taught, giving it away to the point where our authenticity is no longer validated.

This doesn’t mean we stop giving but we don’t give away until the point of being completely depleted. With the all that is happening in the world right now it can be gone tomorrow and this is a reality.

What else is real is the energy you are.

That spirit energy, that knowingness beyond the teaching, beyond the program, that Authentic Self that challenges everything and can look at all of life from a completely different aspect.

In which case you start to discern who you are authentically, from who you have been told you need to be.

I can promise you, that when you start to become authentic your whole world view will change, your whole personal view on relationships will change, everything you think about, and act upon will change.

I’m going to tell you that it’s not always pleasant, but I will be the highest and most rewarding experience of your present life, getting to know who you are authentically.

I’m going to tell you many times that it’s not going to be what you thought in the beginning.

I had written down some of my thoughts from when I first came back from my death experience and in looking back now many are still the same. They are much less confusing yet still quite fragmented.

Where were those words coming from, who was speaking, is it Angels, Guardians, God?

Who keeps bringing me these messages?

The ultimate truth of that is that it was me all the time.
My Authentic Self which can never be separated again

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Tonight I Pray – 9.23.16

23 Friday Sep 2016

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Tonight I pray…

May we all accept our responsibility to protect and preserve our most precious Home – Earth – from destruction

May our grandchildren and future generations forgive us
when they can no longer live here on Earth

May they have memories of how beautiful our Home was
when the rivers flowed and the land was fertile

cRb 9.23.16

 

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Autumnal Equinox 2016

22 Thursday Sep 2016

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Today we  arose to greet another day of balanced light and dark here in the northern hemisphere.

The picture above is of the Little River in York, Maine which is a tiny nondescript trickle of water that finds its way to the ocean and is appropriately named.

I accidentally found this River even though I had crossed over it hundreds of times as a result of my wanting to Bless all the rivers that reach the ocean in Maine.

To my back as I take this picture there is a cement spillway that runs under the street and opens to the ocean. The water doesn’t reach the spillway due to a drought which has lasted for the entire summer here in Southwestern Maine.

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As you can see in this picture there is no water spilling into the ocean from Little River. Of course the ocean is far less concerned as the tides rise and fall without fail.

So today we are reminded of balance that is beyond our control.

Yes, somehow there is balance even though it may not appear in ways that are as equal as the daylight.
There are many times when the ocean reverses the procedure of flow and comes up over the cement and fills the mouth of the Little River.

I’m reminded that even without my intentional Blessings or without my knowledge of existence we all are part of the whole. We all move in rhythms and cycles which have been established long before our creation and will remain to be forgotten many years from now.

For the moment however, WE can choose to remember how wonderful it is to be a part of it ALL.

Happy Equinox

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