Spirit of Time in the Now...

Every day we've ever lived; was yesterday. 

In the Ever Present Now - All yesterdays, being all past days; were yesterday. 

No linear days, weeks, months, or years = this is the great of Illusion; the gift of Time.

We see that In the Now, all past events were neither a long time ago / nor recently. 

Every past moment Is the same in distance from the Now. 

Non-existent / a memory; yes. Imagination; yes. 

But no more or less different, from the last breath you just took; to the first breath taken as you were born. 

As you just entered the World within this breath Now; yet again. 

The Past. Yesterday. 

Right there; Yet so far away indeed.

Do you have that one person that exists in your life where just knowing they are out there is satisfying enough. Without any need or expectations placed upon how they play a role in your life. 
It's beautiful to feel that contentment and trust in their existence being on the same plain. Although it is often times painful when apart, it makes no difference to the heart -- the heart knows the yang to it's yin is out there. Thirst quenched.

Looking back upon the past we can find the story outlining an epoch of human nature's rise and fall. The rise to Godliness. The fall to self-destruction. 

Where can we find the problem as we try to interpret all the great ancient teachings and stories which pepper our origins? From Mesopotamia to Egypt, Greece to Rome, and to our modern day understandings we hold now. There is ONE story.

ONE story that has been told in countless ways. Through countless languages. Using various deities. With a multitude of cultural colors to paint with. ​

A creative piece. Call it channeled, call it a message, call it creativity - this is for you!

WHO YOU ARE is your thoughts and beliefs which are the whole and totality of this structure.

When the time comes of reckoning, and that structure is beginning to burn. Not reckoning, as the term related to punishing or aggression towards your safety. It is the reckoning which you have been waiting for. Without you identifying this is what you were waiting for. Without identifying that feeling stirring consistently inside you was of a patient waiting deeply rooted. Rooted underneath the foundation of this structure you’ve built.

This Is a creative piece of work I did to tell the tale of what it felt like to walk the spiritual path through life during my awakening - as I tamed my beast.