The Kingdom of Silence

In the deep inherent space beyond the obvious is the deeper vacuity of the untouched nebula of the pre birthed stage. This is the fertile ground and space of the pure consciousness stage, the space of all possibility. This silence is where we return to, which we must seek no matter what goes on and keeps being presented through the dynamics of this earthly life. This silence is the omnipresence, the birthing portal of the infinite more fertile territory of being. All else being the temporary distraction in the web of the other attempted dimensions of existence. They have their own place and must be allowed in the pacing of the flow journey as with the alignment of the stars. Any rush or doing out of non alignment takes sabotage and distorts the real silencing pacing of the full birthing of the star. One cannot rush, fix and allow big things to flourish. There would be pettiness dangling in the air like cobwebs from beneath the rusty corners of unattended attic rooms of your consciousness. That is hasty creation of the peripheral.

Take slower routes to savor in and delight in the splendor of being. Immerse more and more in to the sacred sanctuary of the silence. This is where true speed progression of reality grounds are really welcoming you in the light. This is where the pace of the stars meets yours in the new birth of the micro to macro dimensional realms of being. This is the rhythm and stellar music that graces your own flow and that of the grand design of the ever new growth forming universe. Flow, meet, grows and helplessly surrender fall into the realness of you. It is the YOU of you that come in pure omnipresence in the endless and vast kingdom of silence. This silencing is the pure birthing form of the magnificence of you, the fullness and the newer still nebular star being that you are.

When the noises in the turmoil of the distractions of the human peripheral beingness, their swift paces and cross currents of energy create the damnation of any deeper level of immersed in inner peace I have known to take the road down to the woods or nearest forest land or any place to be back in tune with the cosmic grove of nature. Nothing like a solo venture of the solitary walk in the woods, connecting with the elementals, the fairy realms dimensions or simple presencing of the soil, roots, in amidst the animal kingdom. If you can just simply force your self to be present in gardening then just to do. The any outward realm of structure of meditation in within 4 cornered walls will not do any of these things for as much as soft speed realness in grounding that nature brings for you right away. In the bearing of the deepest immersion process into the woods and layers beneath the foliage, the rustle of winds and sense igniting wind against one’s skin, the caterwaul of ferrets and canines from the deep or passing by, their hair stirring swift presence right beside you and the firmness of stones and rocks, electric currents of the stream gurgling by are the holding breath ground for your deeper real rooted presence of affirming you back into the silence, synchrodestined rhythm and cadence of uni verses and all that is. This uni verse is the poetic field and you being an intrinsic part of its stepping dance around the splendor of all that it celebrates as life and love to be. There is no separation. Our forced in existence and mere selves caged in to be smaller takes us away from the realness of the all dimensional being that the greater self is, forever in tune and dancing in the new realms of the universal amazing dimensions, the ever amazement of the synchro destiny of the splendor of the cosmic rhythmic dance. In the depths of the dark nights of my despair and withdrawal or feeling illusory detachment or tests from trials of the human life I have been forced to participate in the spirit dance uniting with the woods. Often from the mid jungles of my own inner equilibrium distorted despair I would be running into the arms of the calls of the woods, connect and communicate, command and delight with the spirits of nature, dance with the elemental circulation of fire and deepen my wonder sense back into cradle and protective circle of realness of the infinite dimensions. It is about grounding back the wonder of the chairos sense of the universal synchrodestiny back into the rhythm of the light of our lives. No matter the dark nights of the deep rooted testing faced by us and no wonder the sense of the greater tests ahead, we are aligned in the true roots of the presence. In the presence of her arms and her rhythmic tale of tails we are safe, held, connected and loved. There is the all pervasive purest membrane of love running through the web of your palms into the deeper rooted rooting of the trees, the joining webs of your feet and neurons represent the shapes of the spider web in between the foliage and the rough circling of the fallen leaves or the body of the snail shell bringing the perfect representation of the cohort of your mind space carrier your self.

This inter connected divine destiny meets itself and more and more as you step into the rhythm of the all aligned: the You of You. True meditative realness of this presence begins from out side the 4 walls of your chambers and more as you step out and celebrate the birth of the moonlight each opening the new spectacle poetry upon your lids and cheeks, or the celebration of the midnight magpie or the spectacle of the awakening sunrise. Whatever it is that universal poetics of nature is, it is infinitely the truth of you and your inner kingdom matching. The inner is all ways and always matching the outward kingdom of realness only if you are ceasing to resist any other matched frequency of forced in syndrome or caged conditioning out of the realness of the elements, only if you are surrendered and slow birthed through the rhythm of the intuition and imagination, prevailed through the precincts of the natural real birthing process. For choosing to come back into the steps of alignment of the true speed of nature we must 1^st surrender, drop all resistance, every time be prepared to slow down and then only can we have its rhythm having all of us embraced in its beauty joy connected emblazing light.