The Light Lives On – but it’s not out there.

rob-gonsalves-amazing-artwork-self-realization-healing-love-wake-up-awakening-source-despairI felt a great sense of relief today when I remembered that the answers I seek are not out there. And it only takes an instant, a moment of holy realisation to drop the search and shift the focus.

No amount of perseverance, no job, no special love, no war won, no goal reached will bring me the feelings that I seek. Because what I seek doesn’t live out there. Out there is the mirror for which I can grasp at and reach to all I like, but I cannot bring it nearer.

I must stop clutching at hollow reflections and start sinking back into their source. And that source is me. It’s all of us, yet we cannot do it for another. We must do it for ourselves.

We must cease to judge and silence our condemnations, and turn ourselves around instead, all of the way, until all that we see are ourselves.

To deeply see ourselves are where the riches lie. But they don’t appear as riches as we might have hoped. For all we seek is hidden under a veil of pain, anguish and despair. But it is there. And it is worth it. Do not be fooled by the layering upon layering of mud, each one serving only to distract us, urging us to glare outwardly once more.

Do not be so easily perturbed and tricked into outward expression of inner pain. Sink deeper, well below the smokescreen we’ve built to hide what we’ve forgotten was ever there at all.

Sink deeper friend and so shall I. And if one of us forgets and peers outward for a moment, remind me kindly, for that which I seek is for me to find and always within reach.

For it never really left and lives patiently within.

By Sharon Cavill

 

 

 

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The Gift Awaits Us.

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The gifts the Earth parades for us,

fall silently far from sight.

All that ails, she’s there to cure,

as she begs to ease the minds of many.

Yet we push and pull and complain away,

and miss the show, the majestic dance,

of wind and rain and water spirits,

each beckoning our pain away.

The over identified persona we use

to push away the hearts of those,

we declare too different to us.

And there we sit hidden within

the walls that confine and limit our mind,

preventing us from ever truly,

meeting ourselves.

By Sharon Cavill

 

Are you afraid of death?

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I know I know, we’re not supposed to talk about it. It’s scary or morbid or whatever. But I like to talk about it and I like to think about it too. And no, I don’t think I’m morbid.

I find it fascinating to imagine that one day I’ll be gone and the world will continue on. People will go about their day, going to work, falling in love, dancing, falling out of love, experiencing life. And I’ll no longer be a part of it.

And do you know why I like to imagine that? 

You might be muttering because I’m a sicko, buuuut it’s actually because it invigorates the hell out of me. It ignites my passion for life because it wakes me up to the fact that one day I’ll no longer be here, and everything else will go on just the same.

Say goodbye to self-doubt, questioning or low-confidence.

In an instant I’m fearless and I remember what I want to do and why. I remember all that is important to me and I make those phone calls to loved ones and friends that I’d been putting off. I sit and write poetry or go for a walk by the sea. I laugh louder and don’t worry about who’s looking. I become free to be me, in my most authentic form because I’ve got nothing to lose. It’s going to end up the same way anyway, so I might as well have fun with it.

But we miss out on this glorious opportunity to really see ourselves and our lives, if we amazing-art-awesome-beautiful-death-afraid-of-dying-reincarnation-what-happens-when-we-die-spirit-keep our fear of death hidden in the shadows.

Usually we’re more afraid of something because it’s been in the shadows, and we’ve never really pondered why we’re afraid. Cos really, when you look at it, how can we be afraid of ourselves dying when we won’t be around once it’s happened anyway? We’ll have passed over.

And I have a feeling the place we’re going to next is going to be a whole lot better than this one anyway, and we’ll laugh that we were all scared and afraid.

From one fearless soul to another,

Sharon

 

 

Lucid Dreaming Experiment continues

The Lucid Dreaming experiment continues and although I haven’t woken up in my dreams yet, I’m remembering more details when I wake the following morning. I started my dream journal last week and each morning have written down my dreams.

I feel very far away from actually becoming alert and aware within my dreams, but I think that’s how it works. You think you’ll never do it and then the next time you’re dreaming you consciously have the thought; “I think I’m dreaming!” And you’re away!

Yesterday I received a birthday present that blew me away…. The book “A Field Guide to Lucid Dreaming” which comes highly recommended as one of the best books on Lucid Dreaming. I started reading it and already agree; it’s brilliant.

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The main point I’ve taken from the book so far is that you need to do reality checks often. A reality check is simply asking yourself

“Am I dreaming right now?”

at different intervals in your waking state, throughout the day.

Starting this habit apparently is one of the most effective methods of getting you to wake up inside your dream, but questioning it’s validity.

I’ve decided to give it a go even though I feel completely ridiculous doing it. Several times yesterday, even though I knew I was awake I stopped and questioned “Am I dreaming right now? Am I dreaming?”

I went further into it and pondered how you really tell, it’s become an enjoyable exercise, almost like a mini philosophical meditation.

The book also stated that most people have had at least one spontaneous lucid dreaming experience in their life so far. Is that you? Have you had a lucid dream before? What was it like? How did you come to realise you were dreaming, whilst still asleep?

The whole concept fascinates and intrigues me and I’d love to hear about any experiences you’ve had with it.

Am I dreaming right now?

Sharon

PS. I’ve had a hard time categorising this article. Would it be ‘personal development’ or ‘spiritual development’? I went with Personal Development as I suppose there’s nothing particularly spiritual about it – even though I would like to use lucid dreaming for my spiritual development.