The abundance of being and our evolution

All what we think, all what we do -- everything that we experience, and everything that we reject, constitutes for our life journey. Every single part of our existence contributes to our unique, the one and only life journey in the entire universe. The journey through which we get to know and realize (manifest) ourselves. Every life is unique. There are no two identical individuals, or identical lives. Even if some components are identical – the reactions, perceptions and experience will be different. Not only each human being is unique. But also every animal, every plant, stone, a grain of sand, a drop of water, or a snowflake.

Every single blade of grass, or a leaf on a tree - not only are different from the leaves on the same tree, or other blades of grass on the same lawn. But they are also different from all the other blades of grass and leaves in the world.

And now imagine this vast abundance of life, the magnitude of all life that surrounds us… and the magnificent richness within us.

All of this has a purpose: to make our experience unique. And that there would be infinite amount of experiences. Why? So that the consciousness that we are would constantly evolve. Because our evolution depends on our progress. We wish you all a wonderful day, filled with your own unique experience!

We get what we need to grow

Whatever is helpful and needed for our development comes to us, and it isn't always beautiful and pleasant. Sometimes, on our journey, we encounter various obstacles, problematic people that push our buttons, or situations that drive us nuts. All of it, however, can become an excellent opportunity: to peek inside what's buried in our subconscious, what kind of old stories are there, still alive, still affecting us in everyday life. What we experience is the expression of our growth. The next step is to realize that everything that we experience is a beautiful gift for which we can be grateful. Even the painful, or unpleasant -- is a gift. It isn't easy to thank for that, yet, over time, we might find it possible, if only we choose to do so. Then -- day after day, life becomes easier, and nicer... We wish you a beautiful day! :)

No one is better, or more important than anyone else.

The truth is that we are all unique, equally important and indispensable to the development of all of us. As the consciousness that we are, we manifest ourselves in the material world, to progress and learn through our experience. And, on the level where we are the consciousness that we are, we all share our various experiences, and learn from one another. We wish you the most beautiful day -- full of most amazing experience!

What does Power mean to you?

When we are looking for Power coming from our conditioning (whether social, religious, or shaped by personal feelings of worthlessness), we actually diminish our True Powerful selves.

It's like putting paper bags on top of candles to make lanterns, and protect them from the wind.

We want to ensure that they glow in the night. Yet paper bag also dims the candle, diminishing its brightness, and limiting its power.

The truth is, we don't need to use any " paper bags" to feel better and safe. We are always important, special and worth. Just because we exist, we are a special gift to everyone and everything else. Only while hiding under "paper bags" , we can't fully shine, and so we believe ourselves to be limited, insignificant and small. We wish you happy shining today! :) :)

The best way to affirm life is to celebrate life. And the best way to celebrate life is to be the guest of honor at such celebration -- with no holding back, fully present, enjoying and cherishing every single moment, and every single breath. All is good, and always has been good :) And that will never change.

The state of Happiness

The state of happiness, like everything we experience, is a choice. It also, like everything else, requires our attention to be initiated and then maintained. Every single human being is born equipped with natural acceptance, curiosity and joy of living. You too were born that way. The state of happiness is our natural birthright :) Wishing you lots of happiness today!

EXPLORING SHADOWLAND - personal and global Shadows

Excerpt from Chapter 18, MASTER AND THE GREEN-EYED HOPE

“Never resist who you have become thus far,” said the Master. “Honor, accept, and observe who you are. Then you’ll be able to transmute, transform what you wish to change.”

I closed my eyes to concentrate better, to “soak in” his words. And then I felt an interesting sensation, as if I were being pulled in a whirl. The whirl kept spinning faster and faster, and then it grew, becoming a cyclone.

Funny, — I thought — it is very scary, but also interestingly pleasant. Like being on a carousel.

The spinning stopped and I opened my eyes. It was dark, and it took me a while before I got used to it and could recognize anything. I was still sitting down, but the Chamber of Seven Powers was gone. Instead of the stone floor, there was bare, hardened ground.

I quickly stood up and looked around. The surroundings were like nothing I had seen before, except maybe in some fantasy movies. As far as I could see, the night spread over miles of empty landscape. Mud, stones, ditches and patches of wetlands. Not even a shed, a bush or a tree.

I made a few steps. But the hardened ground now became gloomy and sticky. My bare feet sank in the cold mud.

“Oh, great!” I exclaimed. “Look what you’ve done to my anklets!” I raised my left foot to have a closer look at the now dirty gold that I had always worn in the Temple. The bottom of my white gown was muddy as well.

In the meantime the echo carried my voice. I was surprised to hear it, since I couldn’t see any walls or mountains around, nothing that could explain the echo.

“Anklets...! Anklets...! Anklets...!” it was saying.

Then, as if awakened by the sound, dark figures appeared out of nowhere and start walking toward me. Many figures. They soon surrounded me in a tight circle. And now I couldn’t see anything past them. They were faceless, but they had eyes, glowing in the dark like yellow lanterns. Their bodies were both solid and airy at the same time. As if made of dark and sticky smoke.

They all looked at me, curious. They were making a low pitched sound, as if a mixture of a distant wind and wolves howling. A scary, threatening sound.

Nobody moved. Not them, and not me.

I am having the worst nightmare in my life — I thought. And when I wake up, this all will be gone.

I pinched my arm and hissed from pain. But nothing was gone.

“Where am I?” I sent out a trembling, hazy thought-form, hoping it would reach someone out there.

It took a while, but to my biggest relief, Rhami-yata’s thought-form entered my Mind.

“Everything that you resist about yourself, or others, lives there in the form of Shadows, which grow deep inside your subconscious. Those Shadows are made of all the dark, disowned, rejected energy. And they are very powerful.”

I’m in the depths of my own Shadowland — I thought. And these are my own Shadows! So many of them.

I decided to stand still, noticing that if I didn’t move, the creatures around me wouldn’t move either. Not knowing what to do, I waited for the next message from Rhami-yata.

Again, after a short while, his thought-form arrived in my Mind. “They control your life,” it said. “From that subconscious level, your Shadows have enormous power over you, even greater than your conscious fearful Emotions, any of your Body and Ego-driven desires, or the sensory logic of your Mind.”

“Why is that?” my thought-form asked.

“Because you don’t know them,” was his reply. “And you cannot rule that which you don’t know. Your Shadows affect your physical life, and even your Soul’s choices.”

“What?!” my thought-form screamed. At the same time I made an involuntary movement. My feet were getting cold as I stood in a large pile of chilly mud. The Shadows moved instantly, now coming closer.

My heart was beating fast, and I froze again, hoping they would stop. They did, and I sighed with relief.

“Their dark, controlling energy can trap your Soul into experiencing life events that are in resonance with the nature of your Shadows,” my teacher’s thought-form explained further. “Your Soul is, so to speak, stuck because of your Shadows. And you won’t be able to make conscious choices, nor raise your vibration until you deal with them.”

Oh, boy — I thought hopelessly. How am I to defeat them? There are so many of them.

“You cannot fight or disarm them,” replied the Master’s thought-form. “But as I said before, you can transform them. You can transmute the Shadows’ dark, controlling energy into a conscious, collaborative vibration, which will then melt into the powers that the Shadows were blocking.”

I concentrated hard, trying to see past the Shadows surrounding me. Trying to find out what were the blocked powers and how to access them. But I couldn’t see anything at all.

“Help me, Father — my thought-form pleaded. “For I am truly stuck where I am right now.”

His reply came instantly. And I was ready to follow anything he said, just to free myself. For quite a while I had been violently shaking, both from the cold and from fear.

“You need to define your weaknesses first. Acknowledge them,” the Master advised.

I nodded my head, not knowing whether he could see me or not.

“For instance,” he continued, “if your weakness is the fear of life, and it’s paralyzing your growth, you can transform it into a strong clarity of how you want to live your life, in order to feel safe and to grow. 

Then your weakness becomes your strength, and you can start living the life you want to have.”

Not many people live like that — I thought. Instead, they only try to survive.

My teeth were chattering loudly. I was afraid that the sound would aggravate the Shadows, but they didn’t seem to react to it at all. They kept standing around me, and their yellow eyes kept glowing. I had never thought that yellow could be that scary. The color of the sunlight was always warm and joyous. Yet the Shadows’ eyes were cold, very cold.

Their energy is very strong — I thought. It can even stop my Soul in its tracks. What tremendous powers the Shadows must be blocking, if they needed to grow that strong.

“Rhami-yata,” I sent out another thought-form, “how does it work? How does my Soul get stuck because of their energy?”

END OE EXCERPT -- More in Chapter 18, Master and The Green-Eyed Hope