Last week I was battling a sinus infection was only able to get one workout day. Yesterday, the devil tired too kill me. Epic fail. Today, I woke up and made a choice to keep moving forward. Yes, it's cold outside and often lonely but that's okay. I sucked it up and got right back to working out. I'm determined to show you how God works. #beenthruthestormtoolong. #nomangoesbeforemygod. #seekingmysoulsalvation. #meekbutnotweak. #minorsetbackforamajorcomeback.
Indiana Jonesing through the curves or Aumkarmic resonance simmering in the symphony of the marriage of spiritual and the material. The realization that the material can be a denser spectrum of spiritual abundance is what invites the seeker to his object of Seeking. But the subject is not defined by one who signs his consent away at the first sign of blackmail from those who claim absence of evidence is evidence of absence. The Temple is a recharging station of intention and bliss injection. The first is the food body. The second is the vital energy body. The third is mental body. The fourth is intellectual body and the fifth is bliss body of pure beingness consciousness. You incarnate as Russian dolls spinning wormholes of fractal rabbitholes merging the merits of purpose and purposelessness into Grace's Tabula Rasa. And when Poornata blossoms from Shunyata and dissolves into its Source steered by harmonic fractal force fields, may you follow the sounds into the primal sound and dissolve into its silent afterburn where AUM echoes into eternity. #aumkar#aumnamahshivaya#siddha#templespotting#omkareshwar#amazingindia#india#templerun#consciousness#aum#fractal#architecture#symmetry#indianajones#seeking#travelgram#esoteric#nothingness#grace#shiva#krishna#shivayanamaha
“O heart, stay with the pain that is a remedy. No groaning; endure longing without complaint. Stamp your foot upon your own desires. Train the dog of ego. Let this be your sacrifice.” - Rumi // Photo by @spacebymamamedicine
You all chose my #bestnine, and here are my #bestmine. I took three steps this year artistically that I’m very proud of and feel like sharing. #1: “The Seeker” The first piece I colored in Sketchbook. I’ll probably revisit this as I now have better brushes, but it’s not bad.
As much of the world is gracefully blanketed by its first snowfall, winter's approach here is a bit more subtle. Our typically blazing sun seems slower to awaken as it oozes into the morning sky, taking its time to burn off the dewy fog and share its warming rays. 🌤 There's a cool lingering dampness to the day, hovering somewhere between that first musky smell of autumn and those last bits of winter when spring begins to emerge from beneath the hardened muddy muck of winter. 🌨 There exists a state of slow motion this time of year, seasonally and within me, as December moves to bring the year to a close while January paces expectantly backstage. It's a time for quickly finishing tasks that will round out the month, and I find these chores mentally satisfying but somewhat difficult to complete hurriedly. There is much on which to reflect. ✨ The passage of another year seems to whisper that time is growing short, that there's still much to accomplish in this earthly life. It hints of future possibilities, of past mistakes, of all that is. It could be overwhelming - in fact, it used to be. There was always a frenetic pace to December; chaos ensued as I scurried about seeing to this and that, worrying, planning, regretting, chastising myself for things gone wrong. This is the first year where December has brought peace. 🕊 As I write this, tears have begun to flow, not of pain but with gratitude for all that's been learned. Within myself is a limitless reservoir of love and compassion; it's been there my entire life. It was only through Grace that I was reintroduced to this amazing abundance and shown how to channel it to others. This earthly body will perish but this Soul is forever. This is a Love that never fades, never dies. Seasons will come and go, the snowfalls of life will cover the external beauty. But the brilliance of the Light that is Love will cast a forever-glow on the internal Divineness which is who-I-really-am. It's a precious gift and it's