Memory and Tradition on the Spiritual Quest

Memory and Tradition

This is another of my posts from earlier blogs—This one from a year and a half ago, updated for inclusion here… Honor Yesterday Without Hanging On One of the first roadblocks you encounter as you embark on a serious Spiritual Path is the accumulated mental, emotional and physical baggage of your own past. There’s some nasty stuff lurking in that baggage, and Memory is the key that unlocks most of it. In the course of even the most seemingly benign life, huge amounts of emotional detritus, mental garbage, as well as physical angst and imbalance, are packed away to sneak up…

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LongTime SunShine

Travel light, live light, spread the light, be the light. -Yogi Bhajan May the long time sun shine upon you, all love surround you, and the pure light within you, guide your way on. (Traditional Song to Seal and Close your Kundalini Yoga session) Thirty Years Ago Though this is not one of my official Personal History posts, I’ll give a wee bit of background here. In spring of 1989 after having lived in a veritable Spiritual Storm for months—clearing, balancing, receiving council from Ascended Masters, and surviving one of the most traumatic periods of my life— I experienced a…

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Emotional Healing—Following the Path of Heart

Path of Heart

Roads Less Traveled “For me there is only the traveling on paths that have heart, on any path that may have heart, and the only worthwhile challenge is to traverse its full length–and there I travel looking, looking breathlessly.” ― Carlos Castaneda, The Teachings of Don Juan: A Yaqui Way of Knowledge Coping with Life as an Empath… Part 2 In the late 1980s the Spiritual Path I had meandered down for several years went into overdrive. A number of obviously not random events in my life sent me careening through an Awakening that no amount of previous information or knowledge could have…

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The Contract

Contract With Fear

Early Morning Vision June 3rd 2018 A short and very intense vision upon awakening on this particular morning. I woke up knowing I didn’t have to get up just yet, and was not quite ready to face the day. Turning over on my other side (right–I typically sleep on my left side) pulled my knees up against my body and immediately began drifting somewhere between waking and sleep. There was some scattered imagery which had meaning to me at the time, but which I did not hold onto. The Vision At some point I became aware of a baby elephant…

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