We have known every truth since we were put on earth. As we grow, we learn surface layer truths disguising us from the actual picture to allow us to fit into a society not meant for the human being. If we live out the same truth we understood since day one, we would not fit into society, we are taught this is bad so we twinkle around the truth and play the lost card just so we could fit in. Some twinkle around the truth and then become too consumed in their role they are playing. Then we build something to mimic the truth, something that is not quite the purest form, but is the closest to it. We use our love to navigate this platform we have built and then we attach to it and forget our pure truth again. Always remember we have it all, build a platform, have fun, and move with love, then do it all again. If it all fails, cool, do it again, then don’t do it anymore, then do it again. Love some more, love yourself, then love her and love him, then love yourself again! Enjoy, have fun, love!
I have been nominated for my first blog award. As I carry out my research on blog awards, I am excited to see the emphasis they place on helping bloggers get discovered. Almost everyday I come across a new blog with an abundance of beautiful creation just waiting for the world to see. I hope these awards can continue to shine the light on bloggers who have not yet been discovered. I was nominated this award by Brothers’ Campfire. Thank you!
Real Neat Blog Award Rules
Display the award logo
Thank the blogger who nominated you and link to their blog
Answer the questions from the blog who nominated you
Nominate seven to ten bloggers
Ask them seven questions
Brothers Campfire Questions
Tell me 5 things about yourself you want me to know, and 5 things you did not want me to know.
Five things about myself I want you to know
I love you
I enjoy reading posts from brothers campfire.
I have learned you can transcend by just being.
I enjoy three pillows when I sleep (one for between the legs, one for my head, one for my arm to hug)
Five things about myself I have worked on
Writing can be as vulnerable as you make it
Writing vulnerability can make the mind run laps
Writing can be tedious, fun, and exhausting
In high school I could eat two chipotle burritos with ease
Getting to know the person deep within, the person inside of you at the very core. Beneath the numerous layers of your shell. The person who stands at the very top of the watch tower and observes. The one who doesn’t judge people. The one who doesn’t judge anything. They do not judge because they see everything for what it really is. They see everything as the same, the same thing as themselves, the divine, love. The person deep within does not know judgement, they only know acceptance. They accept everything, all that is bad and all that is good, because they know it is all the same, like positive and negative on the same battery. They understand nothing matters because everything is a play. At the same time, they understand everything is exactly the way it is supposed to be. They don’t feel the need to change anyone, to motivate anyone, to heal anyone, they understand it is not necessary. They understand everyone has their own journey and each person’s creases will unfold in the perfect moment. They understand not everything is ideal which in turn makes everything perfect. They understand imperfection is perfection. They understand portions are abundance. They understand not enough is plenty. Sometimes they will observe behind layers and layers of surface identities, they will always observe, still they will never judge. They see the mind for what it is, a tool programmed to keep the vehicle it temporarily resides in alive. They know the mind is sensitive, they know the mind has intuition programmed in doubt and fear. They understand the mind is sensitive, they understand the mind needs a hug. They understand our vehicles were given two arms for our mind. They understand our vehicle was given those two arms to spread simultaneously and reach around us as far as they could go. They notice once the arms are fully straightened, closing them close to their body and clasping is essential. The person deep inside these layers understands the mind wants a hug. They understand we will get many hugs in our life, but the mind will never be satisfied until the hug comes from the arms of its very own vehicle. Beneath layers of surface identities lays the observer. Spend some time with this person, get to know this person. For this is person is you! You are love!
Horror movies and Bluetooth, we used to ride all night, to the vibes of a night summer breeze and a twinkle in our eyes. You joked with me and made fun of me, I called you names in attempt to vibe with you. Our only way of showing love, our systems faltered. Unconditional love was that of a mystery. A mystery we couldn’t figure out. I know if you could take it all back you would look beyond that mystery and show all the unconditional love you had. You would tell me your darkest times and tell me where your light resides. For you are open now, you found yourself, you are complete.
Returning back to your love was like a journey filled with checkpoints. Every checkpoint marked the source for a new kind of arrangement. An arrangement built in lessons and achievement. Every achievement catapulted me to a new form of consciousness, a new form of escaping the mind bringing me closer and closer to your love. As I got closer, I sensed that the love was not the same. It still had the same intensity, and many of the same feelings and emotions, but it was different. More mature, more grounded, more independent. Purer to say the least. Maybe this was the reason we didn’t settle before, maybe this is the reason I journeyed for you and when I say you I mean me, because I wasn’t ready and neither were you. It took me climbing a mountain, swimming and ocean, and camping in a typhoon to understand and reach the core to your love. A small glimpse of hope, faith, was what kept me going and there is nothing I would take back from it all. Your love is a totem pole, standing tall in the roughest storms. Returning back to your love is nothing less than extraordinary.