Perception

The enormous ideology behind fear has been fairly misconstrued. In the eyes and hearts of humanity fear has tangoed with many emotions; despair, guilt, unworthiness, revenge, and utter pain. Fear lurks and shadows in the corners of our minds, and can corrupt our positive insights on life. Though to be frank, fear can be an excuse, just as the reputation of Lucifer, the Devil, and or fallen angel, which ever description fits your biblical understandings. Fear can be pinged for failure, as Lucifer is lynched for evil. We can place our disappointments on many of beliefs, but where is the responsibility in that? There are few who have been brave enough to shake hands with fear and to thank this brilliant emotion for its teachings. Fear can be a horrific replacement for knowledge, what cannot be grasped, tasted, felt, known; fear substitutes. And so we fear what we yearn to comprehend, we fear ourselves. What may seem frightening about fear is a chance of conquering our doubts and faults. “The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek.”- Joseph Campbell. Just as a child’s imagination can run tiresome in the dark, depicting and noticing illustrations of fear painted on the walls, as soon as a parent ignites the bedroom light what was once vivid and alarming melts within the light. All fears may yearn for love and all darkness may yearn for light. It is our choice to acknowledge this once crippling emotion and to saturate it with brilliance which is us all. Fear can be devastatingly overwhelming if the time and realization isn’t brought into prospective. Nurturing fear can be the best result for success, acknowledging what is an illusion that the mind may perceive as stress. There is an immense light within us all; this light is intangible, pure, effortless and illuminating. It can conquer fear if we a will it to, if we may fill ourselves with this comprehension our end results can be limitless. "I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain." --- Frank Herbert, Dune - Bene Gesserit Litany Against Fear. Fear can be a promising perception, although light can be everlasting.

Perseverance

I awoke with purpose this morning, my mind swam as it always does effortlessly, my mind is still swimming. I awoke in love again, and yet I'm not understanding of this beautiful gift, to wonder whimsically in light. Apprehensive for the future; all that aired this morning is humanity... How can I be of service to you, her, him, me... How can I be of service? And it came to me, I will express your magnificence humanity, I will be your voice. You will be heard! Your echo cries for help are daunting, your struggles have paid off. You will be known, all of you, we will prevail and love shall rip from our chests, love shall become us. For it is all we can be; consciousness.

Choice of the matter

Is your destiny set as you've given the universe your consent notice, or is your destiny brutally given before birth, waiting for its proper time to sneak up on you and fulfill its purpose? I'm not exactly sure, though as time accumulates I find myself searching for my own purpose. I am willing to be what is known to us all as GREATNESS. But maybe it is that I yearn for virtue, to tastes my WILLS creation. To be an example I can share too many who are willing to listen. My thoughts dance around the many of ideas flittering around my mind’s eye. Fame, has always been one, but I believe it is different. Fame to give to humanity, more as a sense of fame that is all of us... Whatever I bask upon, (which I believe I may be close) it will shared with all. For you are my reflection and I honor that...

Morning Romance

I awoke with a grizzly bear tummy ache, I’m not sure details are needed but if so… Let’s just say, it was as though this Grizzly was awoken during its hibernation time. Very angry indeed mate! Well after handling that bully of a tummy ache I awoke again and at this time the sun had just kissed the sulking sky its good mornings. So I turned to my right, then again to my left searching for my sun to kiss my dreary forehead and not to my amazement the only kiss I received was as my head smacked against my pillows again. Have you ever awaken so in love with only the pure possibility of romance… You’ve imagined this gorgeous, chiseled, hunk of hunky, probably the son of Zeus man! Does he have any admirable qualities or have you not gotten past his abs. Can he tell a charming joke or make a wicked vegan omelet (because I heard everything Vegan is just better)? Have either of you kissed and make up after a cheek flushed argument? Or are you still fixated on those abs? If you answered abs or nothing at all because you still may be dribbling over his flesh. Here is my gift to you, take out a piece a parchment and list amiable talents, personality high fives and must have etiquette (such as opening the door AND closing it) be extremely detailed. And this is yours to have and cherish, also if spirituality is up your alley purchase a clear quarts point crystal if you don’t already own one. Then wrap the parchment around the crystal and place under pillow. Set intent to meet this man and release it to the universe, (fine print talk) all outcomes vary upon person. Now that you’ve gotten that off of your chest relish in the day ahead, I believe that I am my very best company, besides how could this hunky god want to spend time, let alone wake up to myself if I didn’t want too! Priority first is ME!

01/29/2011-11ish

The sun has drenched the walls of my home, and for that I’m pondering about a magnificent day that has not yet appeared before me…. What to do, what to do? I’m sure that we’ve all been blessed with this mind wandering, you go through the local everyday mundane activities. The movies, mall, sushi (which by the way is ALWAYS a great idea) then its Blah Blah Blah! You go through lists and lists of just stuff, and nothing really seems that appealing…Why is that? If I’m going to be quite honest with myself, it’s because deep down what I would really love to do if at this moment if I was blessed with the proper obscene amount of dough would be to drop everything and fly to Greece first class, or rent a yacht and drift amongst the endless sea. You see our thoughts are so limited and it’s neither your fault nor my own… To dream, to yearn, to imagine has been mocked and shamed and so we revert to what we only deign to know. The blah, the blah and oh what’s that more blah! What do I truly want to achieve today? Surprise me; I desire to know all options, not just the ones in which fit my bank account!

Conscious, Consciousness

 In effect, helping an old lady cross the street has an immense fulfillment that in any chance will allow your spirits to rise. When a delightful smile crosses her aged, knowledgeable lips, it is then when you and your ever wise conscious can bask within this delectable glory. A light has shined from the heavens and you realize you’ve added good chi to your karmic bank account. Yet what about the days that fall short from memorable, when in exchange it’s not a fragile elder that’s waiting upon the side walk to cross, but you’re regular John Doe. Is your heart just as filled? Are you still brimmed with punctuality? It is now when I believe any ones conscious is truly put to test. When compassion becomes you, and is not only shared through choice, but bleeds through your pores. I believe your conscious is always sharing this magnificent wisdom of peace and one-ness; for it our decision to push pass our egos and to see every human as a beautiful spirit. Not just as an imagery of certain perfection, but the imperfect perfection that is us all. How is one to master this ability? To look within the eyes of all humanity and to send such kindness is truly a gift to envy. The only way that I’ve found possible is by honoring my higher self, this charismatic side that has yet been tainted by a folly reality. It is the purity in us all, and there are times when it shines like a golden sun, burning through our flaws and insecurities. It is our conscious, consciousness that allows our eyes to see what is true. How is it possible to obtain this way of being-ness?  I’m not sure to be honest, but when it is shown it is utter beauty to be prevailed.

Blake Bradbury