Month: July 2016

Awaken

palm sand ocean

A spluttering cough escapes my lips. The heavy throb of my blood coursing back and forth through my skull is matched by the smashing of breakers against the rocks near where I lay. Kaboom……..splash, my head pounds in agony. Despite the protests I force my body to climb further up the beach, away, away from the dark sea, away from the pain and bitter loneliness. Every inch I gain lightens my burden, eases my dis-ease. At the border where sand meets forest I drag my body to lie at the base of a palm, barely within the sanctuary of the verdant forest blanket. Exhausted, I sleep…………….

 

My body no longer exists, it is left behind to recuperate. As pure consciousness I simultaneously exist and no longer exist. I am aware of my existence as I float weightlessly, therefore I exist. However, I am also at once one with everything, no longer a mere fractal, but whole and as such I no longer exist. Rather then allow the perceived duality to concern me, intuitively I allow myself to surrender to it. I am simply the entity.

Immediately I sense the entity begin to pulsate and vibrate as though it had been fractured into tiny pixels. The pixels each began to pulse and vibrate to their own rhythm. A verse sings me back to consciousness.

 

Awaken young warrior, harken to me

We have plans to make & people to see.

Awaken Earth soldier, listen with care

We need to lead by example, hope we must share

Remember your purpose, to paint the future in love

Paint the ground and all life, even the stars up above

 

The rhythm of the verse gently lifts my spirit and rouses my body from slumber. The density of the dark sea has dissipated, a new energy has emerged, lighter, more vibrant…..more real. I lay still, soaking up this energy, it flows to me, through me, from the ground, from the tree I lean against, from the air I breath. I open my eyes and soak in additional golden rays of energy from the sun above. My whole being is transformed and filled with love. The verse repeats itself again and I whisper it softly to myself…….

awaken young warrior……..awaken young warrior……..awaken young warrior……..

I remember now what I had once forgotten. There is purpose in my journey, purpose in my soul. Time to rise, time to move forward, time to paint this reality with love. Time to absorb the unfathomable beauty of it all with gratitude. Time to push back the fear, reject the illusion of separation and manifest magic.

Time to hit the road once more.

Come and join me, paint some love of your own today.

 

In Lak’ech Ala K’in,

Brett