Instead of drumming this Saturday, I spent quiet time at my window altar–with the river.
Rising above the chatter of my “monkey brain,” I sat in the peaceful silence of my rain-washed world–listening within:
This drumming, my dear–just like the words that you write–comes through you. You, the ego-personality, are not the owner of your creative productions. The words, and sounds come through you from a Source that also determines the why, what, when, where and how of it all.
Do not attempt to order your gifts; trying to determine whence they come and go.
Life is not yours to order. It is yours to remain open, receptive and in service to That Which lies behind, beneath, above and at each side of all form.
You are learning to understand–and more importantly–to accept and live a reality which is the only authentic Reality there is.
It is a process of opening the heart in trust and releasing the pain you did not know was there.
It is truly living from the inside out: letting your 3-D world unfold in, as and through you; bypassing the ego.
It is not the human way of being.
It is a process of “un-conditioning” the mind.
Have patience with yourself.
I am with you.
We are with you.