THE LIVING RIVER WITHIN

my walk along the river and through the forest

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The River

I am my own river,

progressing along my own current,

creating my own tributaries,

Returning to  the Ocean, the wholeness of ALL LIFE. 

Within us is infinite potential,

like the Ocean depths, what can we discover about ourselves deep within.

We are the river realizing our individuated potential,

being part of collectives is our big mistake, trapped in reservoirs, we are caught within the collective, waiting for release from authorities who try to claim control over our imaginative and creative forces.

 As we flow down the river of life, and come upon any log jams it is surely the miss-

guidance of collective thought patterns, which catch us in whirlpools, dizzying our intuition and stalling the flow of our creative endeavors.  

The waterfalls are  outpourings of exuberant Living energy of higher potential (think of the salmon flying up the rushing current of living liquid energy to seed new life in the waters above)  

The descent downwards of this living water brings energy and new creation into lower dimensions of reality constructs with fresh life-giving ideas.

See tributaries as the roads less traveled, but filled with adventure, and hidden treasures created specifically by you and for you.

wild-n-karafree

Song by Xavier Rudd

BREEZE

You will breeze in, fresh air that you are,
They will inhale you deep into their lungs.
They will exhale you as far as you may go
and you will touch their souls.

Imagine yourself floating away,
imagine the tiniest little pixi people
Rub the ocean in your face
Imagine your feet had never touched the eart
Imagine you are flying above the whole human race
just gliding above it all.

You will breeze in, fresh air that you are,
They will inhale you deep into their lungs.
They will exhale you as far as you may go
and you will touch their souls.

Imagine you were dreaming in a bed
of fresh green leaves
and you awoke to a shining sun
the good people of the world all free.

You will breeze in, fresh air that you are,
They will inhale you deep into their lungs.
They will exhale you as far as you may go
and you will touch their souls.

Now you're leaving home
ya got ya business to do
hollow as an old log and I'm thinking of you
so many times and years
well they seem so much less
we were truly blessed!

You will breeze in, fresh air that you are,
They will inhale you deep into their lungs.
They will exhale you as far as you may go
and you will touch their souls.