Ani Lea, Sacred Sites and the Magic Within

CHARTRES CATHEDRAL

Walking through the wooden, ancient front doors of Chartres Cathedral happens by chance.

Usually entry is through side doors immediately left and right of center. Angels, saints and gargoyles hang over you at all the entryways -- as you pass into the volume of what is here.


Frequently throughout the year, on Sundays, buses roll in and young adults of all ages pour out to partake in the Sunday Mass and events for the day.


They come from all over France -- a region at a time. The numbers are staggering to foreigners like me -- and normal to the French. The Cathedral fills from the front row to the back. Sound equipment -- huge speakers -- are set up on the main altar. Not infrequently, the church rocks:~D


The first time I heard the music while walking toward the Cathedral, I could not believe my ears. When I entered, I could not believe my eyes. Banners and flags were waving back and forth throughout the crowd; there was loud pop music playing. The young, in their seats, were singing loudly, swaying as one huge body of life. Comraderie prevailed. It was exhilarating. When the gig is up, the front doors fly open, and the throngs pour out into the courtyard in front of this ancient, massive Gothic cathedral.


That's when I walk through the front doors -- or even after a wedding when the bride and groom have just exited -- open center doors are just too hard to resist:~D


The sheer height of them stirs the soul.


My personal journey to -- and through -- Chartres began in 1995 when friends invited me to cross the border from Belgium and enter France. I had no idea how it would change and define my life. For the next few years working in Europe, I would find myself back in Chartres. One evening during dinner, I realized I had been there six times in the last year -- it was drawing me like a magnet to retreat and rejuvenate.
Chartres is one of the most remarkable places on earth. It is casually called the most intact, preserved Gothic Cathedral in existence. I could not begin to explain the part it has played throughout time in history. Malcolm Miller can -- his love of the Cathedral, brilliance of mind and witty British heritage offer an uncanny, rich weaving, captivating all who come to hear him.


He loves Chartres. And, he has several books on the Cathedral -- you can Google to find him. I CAN tell you that its history is etched in stone and stained glass -- it is all there. From the life and assumption of the Virgin Mary that is the carving and homage paid to the Divine Mother, to cosmic wonders, hidden esoterics, astrological maps -- everything is available.
How that translates is, what you come to see in Chartres, you will find; what you come to experience, will fill you.


It is full of reflective secrets of the universe; a treasure chest that opens differently for each individual who chooses to know more.
It is a gathering place for all souls.


Then there is the labyrinth. Usually, with the chairs in place, you simply walk up the center aisle, and cross over the center of the labyrinth itself -- and then carry yourself merrily along your way. Walking the labyrinth -- one of the many offerings of this timeless vessel -- is an opportunity to purely participate in an intimate, sacred unfoldment that is yours on this planetary vortex of such light, your world can only change.


The labyrinth is underestimated by so many people...or glamorized by others -- but what I've come to recognize is that this is true for those whose eyes are not open.


Some people come to take pictures of what is outside of them that they are visiting. Some come to take stock of what is inside of them that they want to visit.


Some people come to walk the sacred geometry of the labyrinth -- to pilgrimage to a sacred site and find what the offering holds. It's not complicated...it's not devious or full of detours...it's a path straight to the center of itself. All one has to do is walk it. How easy is that:~D Bear in mind that when talking about walking the labyrinth, it can sound like thousands are trying to do it at the same time.


Not true.


Not even dozens at the same time. A handful walk it at the same time. How can it not be crowded? This is a phenomenon in and of itself. What happens when stepping in, is everything!


People behind you may push because they are in a hurry, may step off the Path to go around you because...fill in the blank; may decide to turn around and walk backwards in the middle of it; may shortcut across to not have to walk the first third. Children may run through it laughing, girlfriends may walk across it talking. All that is seen while walking the labyrinth is all your eyes and sentience can see -- and receive. Another phenomenon.


One day when I walked in, the chairs had been removed from the labyrinth itself. I was beside myself seeing the opportunity in front of me; to finally, actually WALK it. My time to be an intrinsic part of the offering had opened. Before I even got halfway to the entrypoint, I had dropped my hat and coat, and was walking ahead full flow. There was no one walking the labyrinth at that moment -- time stood still.


A few entered behind me -- the BBC was there doing a series on sacred sites: labyrinths and mazes. They were silently wandering within its bounds, filming the ancient stones, the center -- finding the facets they wanted to illuminate.


Everyone around me fell away. Until, perhaps a third the way through, I realized that one particular BBC cameraman had been following my footsteps; filming my feet -- my shoes and socks -- walking on the stones. As soon as I realized this, I then had this man's face right in front of mine standing on the Path to center. He put his camera to the side and said, "Excuse me, but could you step into the center?'" (wanting to film the destination).


In disbelief, I looked at him blankly and said, "But I'm not there yet." A transcendental moment happened then for both of us. He realized his error -- not in interrupting me in my passage -- but in his not knowing until that precise moment that it was his passage he had not even considered existed -- and I realized I was on my Path. He dropped his eyes, bowed, backed up and left the labyrinth. I carried on with that first walk to the Center of the Circle.


It's hard to talk about the Ineffable; tricky too. To do so automatically makes one an instant authority figure of the Unknown -- which is an impossibility. To bring one to gateways that explore direct experience of the Ineffable -- and walk as witness of that unfolding consciousness -- if that's as good as it gets , it's good enough for me.
Chartres Cathedral holds this potential.


Bless!
ani http://www.blogger.com/www.chartrescathedralpilgrimage.com

Altar Art

How do you live this life? Do you include and integrate the Sacred
or do you put it off on the back burner until later?

Altar Art represents the fulfillment of LANDING ART on an ALTAR
in your home.

That fulfillment is in your hands:~D

Bringing the Sacred into your home or even your office life
adds 'The Ineffable' into your earth space environment.

Consider creating an altar.

If you have one, consider upgrading it to meet yourself:~D
Practice holding the highest light and vibration you are within.

This changes -- possibly as frequently as day to day.

Why?

The answer is not, 'why not?'

The answer has to do with your priorities and how you hold, give space and energy to the coalescing of the Divine in your life.

An altar is just that; coalesced form around an energy you resonate with -- sacredly.

What does that look like for you?

It can be a facet of archetypal masculine/feminine within the mythology you live;
a facet of the Divine Feminine;
a sacred space you have visted on this Earth and returned from with an icon or object that is elementally aligned with it.

It can be the simplicity of stones you've gathered, earth you've cupped in your hands and brought home, water from a holy place such as Lourdes, fire of a candle you enjoy burning -- crystals you've worked with that you want to include -- the Altar is brought out from within you, from within your intuitive nature, to express the magic and Presence of Light within You.

It is an honoring of You, that you bring forth in reflection.

So you see, an altar is not about somebody else; not about a deity outside of you -- although it can be -- but it includes the reverence paid to whatever it YOU hold sacred; a command for sheer Presencing to be acknowledged.

This matters.

People travel thousands of miles to pay homage to sacred sites. There is good reason for this; they are full of divine discontent; the desire to connect with and contact the Mystery IN FORM; they are full of the Sacred -- invisible to many, but available to all.

Creating an altar gives you a turnkey into the Ineffable; one you can return to over and over again for reflective, pensive contemplation.

How can you begin to create this?

Step by step, intuitive hit by intuitive hit. The turnkeys are what you know them to be.

Trust yourself.

Bowing to the God within,

ani

Emotional Intelligence

Well, what is it?

Everyone has an emotional body as part of their constitution.

It is either open and flowing, with appropriate emotion to match the external, or it is congested and shut down, with inappropriate suppressed/repressed emotions building like a time bomb.

Emotional intelligence means one has a fluid, open-flow emotional body; a body that moves and flows with the given situation, and responds from an 'emptiness' where compassion resides.

Emotional literacy means one has the mental acuity of the patterns of the emotional body -- but this does not include that the patterns have been cleared at a cellular level.

The difference between the two is dependent upon the state of health of the emotional body.

How do you open an emotional body? People generally open it through the doorway of pain that shakes up the foundation of the beliefs that took one there.

One can also causatively approach opening the emotional body.

There are now a number of therapeutic techniques available on this planet to facilitate discharging emotional charge stored in the emotional body--to 'clear' the stored energetics at a cellular level -- Rapid Eye Movement, New Decision Therapy -- even deep tissue bodywork modalities address releasing stored energetics held at the physical level.

The stored energetics are not the emotional body; they are the content within the emotional body that is result-based -- that is, the energy that gathers after-the-fact.

This is not a 'hard-tack' body but rather a subtle body of energy. When it gets congested, flows slow down and -- stop.

The bridge of emotional literacy -- that finds all the whys and wherefores, the reasons behind, the predictability of patterning -- you name it -- this psychotherapeutic world is full of how to work things out; to stabilize, to medicate, to make socially functional. Some of this is invaluable.

But what about what is unresolved after all the therapy in the world has occurred...what about all the 'material' or charge that is underneath -- perhaps you have learned how to control or be with it but it does sleep with you at night; perhaps you have found a medication to relieve you but it does stay with you like a shadow in your day.

THIS is the charged material that is yet to be addressed, held in what is known as the emotional body.

We live in a dual-poled universe; an electrically charged universe. This is a big subject.
Balance in the electric body requires a participating, flowing emotional body construct.
If you do not have this balance in the electric body, it manifests as a 'broken circuit' that at a pattern level you keep repeating over and over again.

How do you get back to balance in the electric body?

It requires one of these modalities to 'close the circuit' so you have an opportunity to make a new choice for your life to possibly go in a different direction -- minimumly at the pattern level currently up for clearing.

It will boil down to you making a new choice that is not housed in the 'wiring' and habits of mind.

It's very difficult to make that choice with denial holding it all together.

It is the content of a congested emotional body that holds a life together!

Follow that through -- if you clear the congestion then how you have been living your life won't keep happening -- and that means you're facing change.

This is one of the most fundamental fears people have because it hits the solid rock foundation of security.

Who wants to give up feeling secure? We spend all a lifetime creating it in the first place!

There are heavy investments in keeping things in place -- and this is the role of denial; to make it all right.

Do not ever underestimate the potency and power of the mechanism of denial.

It has no end to its capacity to rule.

It then takes a strong, vital life force that wants more; that wants spirituality to run as life's course for the constancy of denial to be dismissed as modus operandi.

Your spiritual growth requires peeling back the layers of denial, discharging the emotionally charged content in the emotional body.

Why the requirement?

These are 'mechanics' to address in order to employ the inner receptive nature, within all of us.

Be Well,
ani

http://www.blogger.com/www.soulfusion.com

Bridge the Ineffable

WRITE REVELATION

That's right: YOU!

Write revelation.

How amazing a morsel it is, that one can find revelatory unfoldment through any experience on a given day.

Where innocence rains its Presence,

THERE is the Light.
That, then, begs more of Itself.

Whether it is by virtue of a person, place or meditative exploration of consciousness, there is opportunity everywhere. It is always available.

Easy to say, but just as easy to earmark with you as the witness,

if you reach into the opportunity. This is a profound doorway to begin to translate your life spiritually.

In the way, of course, are habits of mind; conditionings, patterns... in this book of Write Revelation, putting the pages into sequence of material taking one to an outcome does not happen. It is not linear. It is experiential.

Each page is its own experience.

It does not rely on the former piece of work, or the next.
So subtleties of shock that can exist in one moment of revealing may fold out into a next moment of grace, and then back again.

Be open to fall into any piece singularly. Find and be in your own experience; that is what is there for you: the all you may find -- and all you may not. It changes with each glance. This is the nature of revelation. So much develops in the asking.

This Write Revelation is a compilation that has poured forth within each awakening that came to hand, in that very moment, which was then translated into the language and poetry here, to serve as the mirror for each juncture of consciousness experienced.

You can Write Revelation.

Poetry is one of the most accessible bridges available to harness the Ineffable; to succinctly language the experiences harnessed, and then to offer that cupful for consideration back to you -- to the Ineffable within you.

It is offered in that light; with a prayer for each of you who may be touching your own intimate moments of awakening -- that you may grow in valuing this relation with yourself as paramount -- seemingly not necessary to your survival but surely to your evolution -- and so absolutely full circle back to what survival is for you.

...Read On...



Write Revelation

Ani Lea

ANILLUMINA

Not by power
Not by might
But by Light.

The flash
Of anillumina
Comes unexpectedly
And turns
All that has been
Into a forgettable mirage.

THE APPROACH

Being offered Infinity,
I chose to not know.
Realizing the pain and death of
Not know,
Now I ask.
And so am moving through
Spiral upon spiral,
Infinitesimal color
Becoming itself;
Absorbing,
Being absorbed
As wave
Upon sun-washed wave
Pours through me here,
Racking my bones,
Aching my blood
To become.
This solar light
Turns temples to transparences
Initiating all kingdoms in its approach.

WRITE REVELATION

I am writing revelation now.
Why not?
Write what Is.
Testimony
Of existences unspoken
Of sight unseen
Of life unheard
Of records ascribed to watchful listening
That pass as fleeting dreams
Unbroken by the night.

BABA

Shaped like a teardrop.
Unmistakable.
It can only be the Blue Pearl.
Baba, standing there,
Holding open access within
Where I pass to become It,
The Seed of Ecstasy.

ASCENSION

Harken:
You thought the SUN was bright;
The earth delights
In returning.
Her ascension guaranteed,
She feels this galaxy
As the spark of love Itself:
Woman to Man to God again.

UNFOLDING

Light.
Filtration.
Goes beyond every pore,
Washes through every limit,
Every boundary,
And introduces only that Infinity.

BRUISED IN THE CANAL

Surely
This is fragility.
Where every look I see
Coming my way,
I find only the thought behind it.
Feeling bruised,
I then wonder if it is my own.

SPILLED

I have felt my blood flow.
Spilled.
By all I would not see
Creating itself in front of me.
How then does my God
Prepare the Way
To protect what slays naivete.
Dreams guide me silently.

KEPHERA

I have learned
To walk backwards
With time and space;
Earth the treasury of markers
That show conjuncting moments of antiquity and me.

I have met the gods creating history;
Thieves masked in jewels,
Traitors of the womb of woman,
The seed of man,
Betrayers of themselves.

And as I rise
Above this cloud below,
Such love envelops here
Every step that has guided me
In this journey of Becoming
Not one of which I knew was mine,
Though each only that,
As now I enter Egypt.

OBSIDIAN

I fell in love
With the dark of Night.
He told me then but I wouldn’t hear.
Enraptured by the depth and breadth,
The fullness never offered
Though proferred in his name,
Spellbound it would seem
Until one day my fullness
Was reclaimed.
The Witch of Kabul – she had me
By her chains on him
Where he held from deep within.
Still, this Light…

It knows the dark so well…
It’s Here:
As nectar’s held as ransom
This galaxy does beg
And polishes its sphere
To glistening White.

INITIATION: GENESIS

He stood outside the door;
Sweating, barefoot,
On his knees in disarray,
Begging for forgiveness
As if he’d seen some past ~
Remembering its ghost this very day.

Wanting to demolish its existence
By acknowledgment of itself,
Still there inside of him ~
A feigning
In the guise of invitation
While beside himself.

Come in.
The door stayed open
So safety reigned its presence
Where the world divided itself into rooms.
Standing there in front of her,
Hell. In living torture.

Ignited by some spark he listened to,
Reducing him
By seduction’s favorite dance of partaking,
Begging her
To save it from itself:
An impossibility.
Eyes down, voice low,
Certainty the call,
She answered not the devil
But the heart of All.
Cracked and gone, he seemed,
In this moment transpiring.
Yet offering once more in time
An opening to walk through,
A door to talk
Through vacant hollows in the mind
That baited her to come,
As he had heard to follow.
These echoes,
Held in Silence, waiting.

Then at that table, pen in hand,
It shook to quickly understand
The razor’s edge that cut the heart away
And swept the soul
Not to conception of its destiny fortold
But swallowed instead
Between the worlds of existences
Where God does not tread
And fractured minds hold sway.
All in the name of some voice heard and believed,
Aging youth to old,
As if the light of day.

He left.
I’m going he said,
It’s time for me to die.
Roses on the doorstep,
Petals strewn awry,
This, a voice she heard full well.

Shaken to the core
There she did remain,
Then, walked across the square

To step into the ring.

Anciently remembering this walk…
Ever so the same…
Each foot dropped was heard…
That thrush of sound…
The songbird feathering its wing
Singing though silently in the brush.
Tears rolled down her cheeks,
Tremors roared through bones
She knew these steps
Left everything outside of them,
Old homes now gone forever.
It burst, the all of it:
The holding, the grief,
Particles then disappeared, unseen
As form folded in on itself.

Yet, on with this relief
The labyrinth spread its placid lake before her
And into it she moved.

Aching in the loss.
Stepping stones to center,
Slowly deliberating each choice made,
The seeming cost
Of living Light…

There was, all around her from within,
Lightdust rising in its spin
Not halfway through
She heard the angels sing.
And knew the gift of the offering.

She entered.
The nothing from where she had just come,
Gave rise to none of this,
The delicacy of movement veiled:
Genesis revealed.

Alive, in that current time offered,
She walked,
Bent twice in humble reckoning,
Knelt and dropped her head to stone,
Felt cool earth echo in its silence
That ancient wisdom talked.

She could have lent her ear to listen there
But found the fullness
Of an emptiness untraceable,
And that was full enough and begged for nothing more.
Though dust and lost mortality roared their cause.

Here now in this reality
I find the light that was given me
Precedes each turn of the head
And holds my attention instead.

EVERYWHERE

There was not a coming or a going.
There is not an asleep then an awake
But an eternal
Followed by an awareness
Of shifting
Somehow very simply
Into time and space, into a morning.
Nothing to look back upon.
I tripped over the new awareness.
It is so ripe here,
The Now of there.

STILL LIFE

I've had this view before:
Looking through the oval door
To see from this side
That world
That has been mine
Is as a speck of dust
Upon an infinite web of pulsing breath,
So loud,
I can hear the heart beat somehow…
And that this breath carries
A far greater turn of my head
Than the view that took me there.

HEDGEROWS

I awoke to find
The road I had been on
Came to an end.
I stood silent,
Looking around me
As pathways dissolved.
Nowhere ahead,
Nowhere behind
Or to the sides.
Beingness
Holds
An absence
Of personal accomplishment.

AWAKENING

Swinging silently from her bed,
She dropped her feet upon the carpet,
And noticed:
Had she not opened her eyes to rise,
She’d never have known return.
Some vague sense
Arose from this night’s passage,
Deep and far gone,
Of a forever so eternal an experience,
It took awakening to the morn
To remind her:
From where she had come,
She will go again.

Be Venus & the Holy Grail

BE VENUS & the Holy Grail
(The Point of Balance)
~addressing balance fundamentally~

We live in an ever-changing world with extraordinary pressures and extreme rates of acceleration. It is with great ease we fall back into old forms and habits of mind; into entrenched belief systems that dictate traditions and realities which are disintegrating before our very eyes.

It becomes more and more necessary to find and live from 'within the Wellspring within' where Silence exists; where answers can be heard ~ and where distractions~and offerings of old form~do not hold sway.

We just have to find it -- and then, of course, choose to live from within it.

Constantly.

THAT's when the REAL Work begins!

~~~

The Center of the Circle holds the male/female point of balance; the dynamic center of creation.

It holds the open feminine vessel within each of us;
the Yin of You -- the Divine Feminine --
an undeniable part of your inner nature.

Did you see and hear that? Undeniable.

The question is not really of its existence
but of its state of existence.

Is your inner feminine open?

This is a state of consciousness alive and kicking; an awake, actively participating awareness that lives within us and dictates functionality both on the Earth, and multi-dimensionally.

This functionality at best is conscious and integrally employed,
and at worst, unconscious and acted out.

Walking into the Center of the Circle is the Initiation of Woman.

It is also the Initiation of Man.

~~~

BE VENUS is an 'energy platform', if you will,
constantly creating Itself,
born of the consciousness held
which for so long may have been dormant inside of you.

It is available for the gathering by all who seek it.

In these times of expanded consciousness on this Earth,
BE VENUS can be accessed, harnessed, anchored, held,
cherished and 'employed' on a day-to-day, moment-to-moment basis.

Do you want that as a part of your life unfolding?

It would change your life.

To choose to find this aspect, and explore the dynamics,
opens a deep, profound experience of an aliveness within you.

To find, empty and open this vessel to fill, indeed brings one
to a destination point that is not a material destination,
but rather, a passively-active, dynamic state of Being.

Who IS she?

She is within you.

She is the role model of our New World;
Woman -- and Man -- living from within the reclaimed feminine;
presencing selfhood in daily life and choices made.

To BE VENUS means just that; to walk the red, red road;
to touch, hold and live from the Center of the Circle
with each step taken in daily life.

This is a spiritual interface housed in spiritual law,
combined with the integral Earth-walk of the inner feminine, vessel intact.

How do you get to Center?

One starts by commitment to self-discovery;
to actively commencing the journey and finding the markers along the way that guide you -- and then to live from that aliveness.

What if the Holy Grail is inside of you?

Divine Discontent

I was happily married in the 70’s and 80s, and lived a financially set, comfortable, happy family life in Marin County, California!

I had three small children, a husband who was great, and a life ahead of me that looked like the American dream being fulfilled: We were yuppies but the term had not yet emerged.

Yep. That was me.

But something ‘went off’ inside of me way back then – it was this very quiet, unheard except by me, ‘click’ in my heart -- no -- in the psyche... Something that had me somehow understand ineffably that if I didn’t proceed forward and follow what I knew I had to learn, I would die young, and more, die without having found ‘something’ I had only a vague sense about.

And indeed, I wouldn’t be here now.

I had a desire to know -- SOMETHING! ANYTHING! beyond what I knew – and once I started, what this immediately brought forward for me was a lot of inner work and unraveling, an 'emptying out' the vessel.

There is no question if anyone had told me at the outset what I was embarking upon was a sea full of unknowns – I may not have embarked. Unknowns came in the form of unwanted tests, carvings of the stone so the authentic self could show up, and most of all, a recurring magic revealed underneath the all of it. This was my own ‘oar’ on the sea: a reflection back to me.

This was about an inner discontent that I had no idea existed until hindsight years later defined it for me:

Divine Discontent

Spiritual growth has a very important component – a ‘reach’ from the seeker.
Unless there is a reach, there is not ever a connect.

When that moment of reconciling occurs, is no one's guess.

One does not ever change -- not a moment before -- he/she is ready.

Golden rule.

But when that moment opens, new worlds immediately present themselves on offer.

This can happen through a simple conversation with a friend, through a flash insight; through the simplicity of recognizing an inner compelling, through the construct of pain, whether it is emotional, physical or otherwise, this lifetime or another.

It happens through a myriad of possible forms.

Whether you are currently 'on the Path', know you are off it, or don't know OF it, whether you are of the X Generation or beyond, where you come in wired for the new millennium -- it is about the approach.

Do you personify an awake inner space -- do you demonstrate your conscious awareness in how you live your life?

Do you put it off til later?

You may find that if you have any 'dismissal' going on of 'aspects' of your own spirituality -- aspects that are inherently a part of an integrated, awakened state, this is where the Work is remaining to be done.
By you.

For instance, Man, do you know:

~of your inner feminine space, have you experienced it, and do you live from within it.

~do you know the difference between human and spiritual law.
and which do you practice all the time every day?

~do you allow yourself to experience vulnerability in supportive circumstance
or is this, at best, foreign to you and at worst, taboo?

~do you consider you have 'inner work' to do
or is this an unknown or not prioritized as part of your daily life?

And Woman, do you know:

~how to live from the empty vessel of the feminine within you?

~do you understand power?

~how to hold Man in the fullness of his masculinity AND femininity?

~do you operate from human law and its 'give and take' principle?
or
~do you operate from spiritual law and its 'give and re-give' principle?

~do you discern when the love you are can be received by your partner?
or
~do you give it away in 'hope'?

Any of these questions may reveal your doubts and fears -- judgments upon you that hold it all in place -- all constraints of 'the gap' that exists, where there is Work to do.

If you consider you DON’T have Work to do, this is another profound discrepancy when put up next to the heart and soul of an awakened being!

They don't go together.

What does it take on this Earth to cultivate, nurture and live from the truth of your awakedness?

Is this even on your chart?

Awakened souls know there is a constancy of daily work – it’s where ‘the Path is narrow’ comes in as reality; where your life experience refines itself into throwing away what is not you and carving out and embracing what truly is.

One has to want that. You have to want that.

Embarking upon the journey that is your Path (and we all have one) consciously and causatively is spiritual growth.

It is that simple.

It is causative action. Not passive.

It is dynamic, complete honesty, and very alive.

It is a ‘looking’ for light as part of your reality base. ..a 'listening' to the Silence...a cultivated listening that allows one to then live and give more and more; the essence of joyful existence.

It is embracing causatively your spiritual nature, and furthering it as your true identity.

It’s asking important questions and finding true answers.

It naturally, organically holds within it a daily spiritual practice (connecting One to Source no matter what the form), meditation, and integrated living –-- not all of this at the outset, but surely over time; and a slaying of the dragons of denial daily.

It employs the warrior within one. It ignites and brings forward the clearing of fears and misconceptions held in the mind so that living life is harmonizing at higher and higher levels of -- consciousness.

It brings to the fore that consciousness unfolding is the wave.

It constantly gives the Spiritual law to practice, if one is only listening.

It is a movement, an inner compelling that motivates into inquiring beyond the (small) self.

The spiritual movement, the self-help movement – all of it – exists to fulfill you.

It’s up to YOU, the individual, to find what you resonate with to support you in opening to next level.

This is causative.

There are an infinite number of choices available – ‘tools’ to work with, to further your journey of Self-discovery.

The question that arises is very simple: are you WANTING to embark upon that journey causatively and creatively -- or are you WANTING to wait until crisis forces you to look deeper?

How would you answer that?

It is a conscious choice.
If you live consciously, you choose consciously.

Spiritual growth does not mean something is wrong with you that then wants correcting! This is a false premise and gross misunderstanding conceived by many when entering the self help movement.

It's about what is right with the individual and enhancing that state of being.

The spiritual growth movement is an incredible opportunity on this planet to support awakened souls; to support the awakening of souls, and to awaken the one soul that we all are a part of.

At a personal level -- where this applies to YOU -- it boils down to where you find yourself in this movement.

Spiritual growth demands of you, from the point of causation, a breaking through to a new/next level of conscious awareness -- a re-prioritizing of life's goals and how to achieve them -- you have to want growth MORE than keeping everything in its place; MORE than keeping the construct you are operating within, your modus operandi, intact. You have to consider change as a part of this equation.

If you do want 'more' than the current construct which has served you to date offers,
if you have saturated your own construct, you may find this 'discontentedness.'

If you are comfortable you may choose to just keep that comfort in place.

It is a wonderful thing:~D

It is EQUALLY true that comfort zones have a powerful place in dictating your choices.

There is a great comfort and security in having it all wired. This is not a judgment call upon that – in fact if that wiring is your soul’s purpose fulfilled, then you are already there!

But this brings forward a question of purposeful existence.

If you are in full expression of your purposeful living, in your joy and freedom of expression and loving life, then comfort is one of the products of that!

If you are not in full expression of a purposeful living, not in joy and/or inner fulfillment with your existence, but you are comfortable -- you can know there is a next level for you -- but it might just mean letting go of comfort to get to that next level.

If the Divine Discontent is strong enough, you will seek to break through the 'membrane' of your current reality.

That seeking, that causative activity is part and parcel the definition of spiritual growth. It is 'going spiritual': you causatively seek out to explore new worlds; new experiences that feed the foundation of your Being for the sole purpose – and none other – of Wholeness.

This is about direct experience; finding what provides you the opportunity of receiving an experience of the ineffable; your own personal, undeniable direct experience of the Divine within you, environments which provide you an opportunity to experience your Self essentially.

This moves mountains.

Change happens from within this, and is supported by this truth of existence experienced.

What an opportunity; what a blessing to even discover this possibility, and explore it.

It's all here for you.

It is about what you can allow.