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Sacred Moments #1

theinformedpagan:

“Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it.”

- Siddhartha Gutama the Buddha


Question everything. Think for yourself. Follow and embrace only that which agrees with your highest reasoning, judgement, and intuition :-)

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The 7 Chakras

Root chakra

The Root chakra is about being physically there and feeling at home in situations. If it is open, you feel grounded, stable and secure. You don’t unnecessarily distrust people. You feel present in the here and now and connected to your physical body. You feel you have sufficient territory.

Sacral chakra

The Sacral chakra is about feeling and sexuality. When it is open, your feelings flow freely, and are expressed without you being over-emotional. You are open to intimacy and you can be passionate and lively. You have no problems dealing with your sexuality.

Solar Plexus

The Solar Plexus chakra is about asserting yourself in a group. When it is open, you feel in control and you have sufficient self esteem.

Heart chakra

The Heart chakra is about love, kindness and affection. When it is open, you are compassionate and friendly, and you work at harmonious relationships.

Throat chakra

The Throat chakra is about self-expression and talking. When it is open, you have no problems expressing yourself, and you might be doing so as an artist.

Third Eye chakra

The Third Eye chakra is about insight and visualisation. When it is open, you have a good intuition. You may tend to fantasise

Crown chakra

The Crown chakra is about wisdom and being one with the world. When this chakra is open, you are unprejudiced and quite aware of the world and yourself.

Descriptions from Eclectic Energies

(Source: wentzlinson, via spiritmolecule)

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ascensionawareness: A noble truth. Find peace to create peace. #TeamWakeup #ascension #newage #namaste #neopagan #neogent (Taken with instagram) Apparently, I interpret most spiritual quotes in a different way than most. To me, it’s not about just making yourself peaceful (‘find peace’) in order to bring peace about the world (‘create peace’). It’s about examining the world as a way to be become more self-aware. I learned this lesson the hard way, as this lesson resulted in me crying my eyes out in the middle of Boston’s Harvard Square… . I was on a training retreat, in Boston, for a youth Daoist yoga group (3yrs ago). We were learning to put lessons into action through group activites of various lessons, and doing community service. For one of our, ‘learn through action’ lessons, the entire group was brought to the busy Harvard square area (Boston is so cool and beautiful, BTW) and tasked with splitting up and trying to get complete strangers to talk to you and give you their e-mail address (for a good cause, can’t recall what it was though). We were told that the one who got the most e-mail addresses would ‘win’ some sort of treat (can’t recall what that was either) but this was only to make sure that nobody slacked off and hung out in the neat cafes and bookstores . . but anyways … .I digress… We all walked around Boston’s streets for a few hours, chatting with these strangers, trying to get their e-mails. Everyone else was doing so well (they’re all very social light & love type of people. You guys would love them!) and filling their pages with people, but I was such a pathetic story. I kept zig-zagging through the crowd, “Hi! I’m ____. May I speak to you for a moment … .” the whole time. Every single person turned away and kept walking before I ever got a few words out. Two hours later, I gave up and shoved my completely empty piece of paper into my pocket. A lone street musician gave me an acknowledging nod and sung louder, as I climbed onto a concrete wall, bordering a garden several yards away. His tunes would be a comfort I really needed. I felt my lips start to quiver and I tried to hold it back but I burst into tears. An entire city of people and this musician was the only one who noticed I existed, or cared to give me the time of day. I buried my head in my hands to hide my shame and tears and I felt a tugging on my pants legs. I looked up hesitantly, and it was a young child (about 4). He quickly covered then uncovered his face and said, “peekaboo!” then giggled and ran behind a tree, which he kept peeking out from behind, repeating, “peekaboo” , giggling, and ducking back between the tree. His parents gave me a funny look and dragged him away. My small smile he gave me quickly faded, as few of the other youth group members started to come and sit in the same area because our time-limit was coming to an end. All of their pages were full and they were comparing numbers. One of them turned to me, very excited, and asked how many I got. The tears came back stronger than before. I was relieved when our group leader came up and said’ “come on guys. Time to get back to the hostel (actually a huge, sweet, colonial farmhouse not a NY style hostel!) and get ready for dinner.” After we finished dinner, we gathered again in the big room we used for our daily activities and that’s when we were told the purpose of the day’s exercise. (all the e-mails were thrown out) We listened to a short lecture on how the entire Universe is a mirror for ourselves, etc. and at the end were each asked to tell what we learned about ourselves . .what we saw in the mirror. Everyone else’s stories were beautiful and touching. I started crying again because I just realized how other people saw me, how I really was. The musician and the child grabbed my attention and my interest/compassion so easily and instantly … . .but I tend to be utterly unintersted in and dismissive to every other, sometimes to the point of coldness, because I’m nervous about what bullshit they’re gonna say to me or what ‘angle’ they’re playing … . .and that’s how everybody, other than the child and the musician acted towards me!I find I often cry when I find out something about myself that I don’t like. I now nod and smile at about half the people I pass by, and about half of them smile back at me :-) So, you see, I don’t believe that it’s about bringing peace by being peace (though that works, it’s not what this particular quote is about). It’s about awareness of self …and it’s that self-awareness, the actual facing of these shadows -not the mirror which you saw them in - that brings us to desire to change into a better person. … but that’s just my opinion. I don’t expect anyone else to take my life lessons to heart. :-) I think a more appropriate quote for what you said (ascensionawareness) would be’ “Be the change you want to see in the world” or “teach by example” it’s very similar but speaks to the actions that the lessons of the ‘mirror’ teach you.

ascensionawareness:

A noble truth. Find peace to create peace. #TeamWakeup #ascension #newage #namaste #neopagan #neogent (Taken with instagram)


Apparently, I interpret most spiritual quotes in a different way than most. To me, it’s not about just making yourself peaceful (‘find peace’) in order to bring peace about the world (‘create peace’). It’s about examining the world as a way to be become more self-aware. I learned this lesson the hard way, as this lesson resulted in me crying my eyes out in the middle of Boston’s Harvard Square… .

I was on a training retreat, in Boston, for a youth Daoist yoga group (3yrs ago). We were learning to put lessons into action through group activites of various lessons, and doing community service. For one of our, ‘learn through action’ lessons, the entire group was brought to the busy Harvard square area (Boston is so cool and beautiful, BTW) and tasked with splitting up and trying to get complete strangers to talk to you and give you their e-mail address (for a good cause, can’t recall what it was though). We were told that the one who got the most e-mail addresses would ‘win’ some sort of treat (can’t recall what that was either) but this was only to make sure that nobody slacked off and hung out in the neat cafes and bookstores . . but anyways … .I digress…

We all walked around Boston’s streets for a few hours, chatting with these strangers, trying to get their e-mails. Everyone else was doing so well (they’re all very social light & love type of people. You guys would love them!) and filling their pages with people, but I was such a pathetic story. I kept zig-zagging through the crowd, “Hi! I’m ____. May I speak to you for a moment … .” the whole time. Every single person turned away and kept walking before I ever got a few words out. Two hours later, I gave up and shoved my completely empty piece of paper into my pocket. A lone street musician gave me an acknowledging nod and sung louder, as I climbed onto a concrete wall, bordering a garden several yards away. His tunes would be a comfort I really needed. I felt my lips start to quiver and I tried to hold it back but I burst into tears. An entire city of people and this musician was the only one who noticed I existed, or cared to give me the time of day. I buried my head in my hands to hide my shame and tears and I felt a tugging on my pants legs. I looked up hesitantly, and it was a young child (about 4). He quickly covered then uncovered his face and said, “peekaboo!” then giggled and ran behind a tree, which he kept peeking out from behind, repeating, “peekaboo” , giggling, and ducking back between the tree. His parents gave me a funny look and dragged him away. My small smile he gave me quickly faded, as few of the other youth group members started to come and sit in the same area because our time-limit was coming to an end. All of their pages were full and they were comparing numbers. One of them turned to me, very excited, and asked how many I got. The tears came back stronger than before. I was relieved when our group leader came up and said’ “come on guys. Time to get back to the hostel (actually a huge, sweet, colonial farmhouse not a NY style hostel!) and get ready for dinner.”

After we finished dinner, we gathered again in the big room we used for our daily activities and that’s when we were told the purpose of the day’s exercise. (all the e-mails were thrown out) We listened to a short lecture on how the entire Universe is a mirror for ourselves, etc. and at the end were each asked to tell what we learned about ourselves . .what we saw in the mirror. Everyone else’s stories were beautiful and touching. I started crying again because I just realized how other people saw me, how I really was. The musician and the child grabbed my attention and my interest/compassion so easily and instantly … . .but I tend to be utterly unintersted in and dismissive to every other, sometimes to the point of coldness, because I’m nervous about what bullshit they’re gonna say to me or what ‘angle’ they’re playing … . .and that’s how everybody, other than the child and the musician acted towards me!I find I often cry when I find out something about myself that I don’t like. I now nod and smile at about half the people I pass by, and about half of them smile back at me :-)

So, you see, I don’t believe that it’s about bringing peace by being peace (though that works, it’s not what this particular quote is about). It’s about awareness of self …and it’s that self-awareness, the actual facing of these shadows -not the mirror which you saw them in - that brings us to desire to change into a better person. … but that’s just my opinion. I don’t expect anyone else to take my life lessons to heart. :-)

I think a more appropriate quote for what you said (ascensionawareness) would be’ “Be the change you want to see in the world” or “teach by example” it’s very similar but speaks to the actions that the lessons of the ‘mirror’ teach you.

(Source: alchemicalascension, via mysticmementos)

Filed under awareness life lessons mirror quotes shadow spirituality universe new age

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thesacredspring:

Nothing is permanent but energy. It is in fact the only thing in our Universe that cannot be destroyed, only transformed. True awareness is self-awareness; awareness of the Self. This is so critical in raising your level of consciousness. It is essential that we become aware of our own energy. This is the only way that ascension can occur. Get in touch with your Self.


Filed under ascension enlightenment self-awareness growth spirituality consciousness Know Thyself

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“Within the Womb of the Earth” by Dena L. Moore

Drifting in shadows,
Gliding through damp and rotting flesh,
Putrid and clinging, grasping, shaking my prana,
I descend into form…
Inanna Falling—
Within the womb of the Earth Dead things come to life!

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

The dried and forlorn seed springs to life,
It’s shoots pushing through, tendrils reaching skyward,
As my body lies in the tomb - my bodies lie below ground
Like that seed, no! fertilizing that seed,
And I enter that flesh, what is left of that flesh…
Why? Because I can…
because I am curious And I wonder…
I wonder what the dust feels like
Beneath the corpse -I wonder what it is like to be within the Earth,
Watching the roots travel down, down, down…

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

Within the womb of the Earth, Dead things come to life…
I see it with eyes that cannot see, Feel it with flesh that cannot feel,
It is a part of me - and a part of you,
A tiny aspect of our universe, seemingly negligible,
But oh, so important!

I lie within this flesh, my favorite flesh
-Once she was a beautiful woman with the darkest curling hair,
Smooth creamy skin, and the most amazing bone structure and now,
Now she is empty - well, almost! - and decaying,
Lying here waiting for the Earth to consume her and feed
Those tiny crinkled seeds,
Nourish those dead things to feed the living -

Within the womb of the Earth, Dead things come to life…

~Dena L Moore May 31, 2006

Filed under Universe earth nature occult oneness pagan poem poetry spirituality spilled ink creative writing

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the challenge is also to get your mind to convince you to use your body to facilitate the actions necessary for that healing (I mean physical healing, diet, exercise, proper sleep, etc… not the body’s innate healing abilities, though silencing the mind allows these innate abilities better)) … the challenge is to to make yourself see that the healing actions should have priority over the destructive habits that run your life. Maybe if we silenced our minds more … …we would be convinced that it was what we needed all along

the challenge is also to get your mind to convince you to use your body to facilitate the actions necessary for that healing (I mean physical healing, diet, exercise, proper sleep, etc… not the body’s innate healing abilities, though silencing the mind allows these innate abilities better)) … the challenge is to to make yourself see that the healing actions should have priority over the destructive habits that run your life.


Maybe if we silenced our minds more … …we would be convinced that it was what we needed all along

(Source: swervereckless, via spiritmolecule)

Filed under healing meditation philosophy spirituality the mind reflecting me personal thoughts