The boy who swam against the tide, dissolved into the ocean, and resolved into a new world.

This is a story about a boy.

A boy who could take no more.
Of the troubles of the world.

Every day he went and sat by the ocean,
Observing the pulse of mother earth,
watching the tide, rising and falling,
and the pattern created by the undulations and movements of the water.

One day, he felt something coming from the ocean,
a peace and stillness no words could utter.

A voice, a calling he could not resist.
He unclothed himself and entered.
Closed his eyes, stretched his arms out forward, and swam.
And as he swam, with his eyes closed and feeling his peace,
he felt himself as a drop, dissolving into the ocean.
Sinking, deeper and deeper.

As he dissolved himself completely, he became awakened, to an existence previously unknown.

The boy felt an awakening, and with it an urge, an impulse, a desire.

To arise once again from the ocean, and to express, this desire, to flower.

As he came up from the water and opened his eyes. He looked around him and realised that he had swum out so far that he had lost sight of land.

The water around him felt warm and comforting. He felt that the current of the ocean was carrying him gently along, and to where, he had no idea. Yet he felt peaceful and calm. He felt that he had died and that perhaps this was just a dream.

Soon though, land appeared, an island. He felt the current of the ocean moving him closer towards this new land.

And so a new adventure begins ...

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Rise of the new leaders.

One amongst many, that's what I am.

The time for new leaders has come.

Waking up, to the truth.

Rising up, for Justice.

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No hay nada que cualquier persona me puede decir

Me parece, que he perdido algo.

Que profundamente me duele.

Estoy roto.

Estoy en trocos.

Es un proceso interno tan intenso que he observado através del tiempo que no hay nada que cualquier persona me puede decir que puede resolver esta 'rotura'.

Es mio.

Este proceso es mio.

Es una lucha entre realizar deseos y acceptar lo que hay ahora, en este momento.

Es dificil acceptar lo que hay. Me siento una soledad profunda.

Es dentro de la solitud que existe la solución?

De enterarse en la tierra de la solidad.

Oscuro.

Como una semilla en la tierra,

Escuchando la voz de las estrellas en el cielo oscuro.

Esperando por el momento justo para salir a saludar el sol de un nuevo día.

Alli es donde esta?

No lo se.

Voy donde me lleva el camino, aunque tengo miedos, voy a enfrentar cada paso con una mente y corazón abierta.

La unica cosa que se, es que no se nada.

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Humbled

What do these moments mean? When life brings me to my knees?

Is it my own blind deception that leads me down this road of suffering?

Or is it the Great Spirit, trying to show me something, and me too afraid to look at it? and so I wander, with my eyes closed, until finally I stumble and fall to my knees again?

What is His Will?

What does He want from me?

Does He not want what I want? Are we not the same?

He whispers to me, telling me that what I want, I cannot have and that I can only have everything I want when I've truly accepted everything that I already have.

To not accept everything that I have is to not be grateful for what I have.

And how can I be gracious, how can grace fall upon me, if I am not grateful and with an open heart?

If I do not recognise the fortune that I have then how can I be lucky?

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Do what I love, with love, and do it well.

Why do I stress myself about getting things done?

If I love what I do ...

then why should there be stress?

All will take care of itself in time will it not?

I want to do what I love, with love, and do it well.

I don't want to let the stress
of getting it done
get in the way
of being
in love
with
doing it.

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Free at last, Free at last

Inside me there is a little boy crying.

Inside me there is an old man dying.

Waiting for the day to come.

When they will become one.

'Free at last' they shall sing.

Free at last.

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Union Within, Communion Without.

One of the highest ideas that touches my mind is the idea of co-creation.

For me, this is the idea that when two worlds meet - in Love - then there is the possibility of a creation that is filled with beauty, truth and love.

What is the intention of this meeting? What is the intention and direction of these two worlds and can they work together to bring harmony rather than discord? An important question in a true meeting of heart and mind.

Can two worlds merge and become one? Is this possible even? With all the human emotions and drives that we each have to contend with that throw us out of balance and that can cause us to have conflicts even just within ourselves?

How can two worlds really merge and become one? If I have the vision that it is possible then surely it must be. One can only try.

Union within will bring communion without. Communion will naturally result in co-creation of the highest order.

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