As I wrote many, many years ago, in the flyleaf of a book. And also in a journal both of which I have since lost;. " As I came up out of my watery voyage and took my first breath. There were many strange sounds and tones, all about me. They seemed to be trying to gain access within, but I knew not why?. They insisted on entrance, there were so many, some louder than others, some more demanding, more persistent. But their need seemed to be the same; " listen to me, listen to me." But out of all the goings and comings of these variant sounds, one of them stayed. A single sound, in a slight audible whisper, calmed the sea of sounds. And then from this singleness, came a softer sound which filled me and became intelligible; " Be Still and Know." I had heard these sounds before, but I could not remember where or when. Maybe another Pilgrimage, another time, another paradigm or another dimension of space. But I was sure that I had heard them somewhere.

My quest, my journey, my walk from then to now. From now to....my returning back from whence I came. Has always been my intent, my longing desire, a desire that has pulled, tugged and pushed. And at times seemingly dragged and goaded me to reach out beyond the acceptance of the given scripts of the time.

I have wandered over and around, across, up and down, in and out of the wastelands and the wildernesses' of life. Walked in the sun and the shadows. Experience the fields of beauty, the awe, wonder and ecstasy of the colors of love, both divine and human. Shared in the ascending heights of joy and in the descending sorrows of the valleys and the shadowlands.

But I would not relinquish one small tear or a single joy of all my descents or ascents. Or all my searching and seeking, or any of my steps. That have led me, shown me, the way back.

For all of these have given me a "coin" of a different realm, that will last beyond all earthly coin, known or unknown. And for this I give thanks, daily. I am privileged indeed. Privileged to be held by the Power, the Force, the Will, choose your own words, symbols or rituals. And also privileged to know that I am embraced, loved and accepted by that which "just is". That which is beyond verbal definition, but not beyond experiencing. If one chooses it to be so.

This type of life experiencing involves a surrendering at that point of entry into the "Now." Into its' center, a moving towards the intrinsic core of the moment. The giving of ones' self, ones' energy, ones' essence to the scene, to the object whether animate or inanimate. And as we are giving of ourselves, we are not only defining ourselves, we are defining the very Substance of the very Substance that is the plasma which holds " all and everything " together. This we have referred to as the Creative Will, the Power, the Force that gives out of the Absolute Body of Love. That{The Void}, out of which, all that is or ever will be, "Is".

A note of caution:
Our motivation for giving, needs to be the giving of ourselves, out of ourselves. We are speaking about a giving, that cannot keep from giving and giving freely. A giving out of love, out of concern, out of compassion. A love that is committed; to wanting that which is the more excellent for the loved one. Those things that are the most conducive for the growth and evolution of those we love. If I do not give with this in mind; gifts are of little value.

It should not have to be said, but in light of our proclivities, our leaning towards the egocentric. If we give so we can receive something in return, or to be rewarded. We have not only violated ourselves and the recipient. But even more seriously, we have violated the "Source", the "substance" of all our gifts and graces.

To give of ones' Self { Ones' Ultimate Nature} Or while one is 'Remembering and Being', is the Supreme Definition of 'who and what one' Is.

Surrendering our ego, our smaller self to our Higher Self, our Actualized Self, creates a different paradigm. Which demands new knowledge, new understanding, a new response-ability and task re-orientation. Along with new techniques, new skills, a different posturing and frames of references. And different sightings and directions.

A new way
To walk the talk,
A new definition,
Which one needs to become,
And be.

There is no looking back. When ones' hand has been place in the hand of the Ineffable. After one has had a taste of the Infinite.

The Love Affair continues......