Just Don't

Today I offer these words, born from a new-found respect and understanding of the constantly shifting and unfolding dimensions of the reality we experience. Of the life-altering difference a split second can make in the manifestation of that reality.

I was not on the phone when my truck crashed the other day. Had I been even slightly distracted, my braking delayed by an iota of a moment, the truck that hit me would have plowed into my door rather than the wheel and engine block. The outcome would have been drastically different.

So today I share this wake-up call with you.

Just Don't

When you're flying down the road
in a tin can
at 50, 60, 70 miles per hour
and your phone rings?

Just Don't

When you're in the tapestry of city traffic
and your flying tin can of the weave
moves, just inches away,
from the flying tin can of the weft
in a precise shuttle's dance
and that text comes in?

Just Don't

The evolutionary leaps in our lives
happen in a flash.
A unique strobe-light pattern
showing the stutter-step path of our journey.

Don't miss it.

Don't miss that flash, the call to attention.

The split second that determines:
Do I stay?
Do I leave?
What do I see?
What do I hear?

Don't miss it.

Just Don't



Hear my voice in your ear when you reach for the phone while driving. And just don't.

With love and respect,

Zardoya

What if We Remembered?

Desert Primrose (photo by Zardoya)

What if we remembered
The brilliant spark of life we are?
The completely whole and connected-to-life being
that chose to come into this body?
One with source.
Pure of intention.
Clear on our path of evolution.

What if our channels to Spirit remained open,
Rather than becoming clogged with the density
involved in taking human form?
No longer relegated to the dreaming realms,
But informing our thoughts, words, and actions.
Co-creating life with ease and flow.

What if we were fully aware
of the unspeakable beauty of who we are?
Of how much we are loved and supported,
Guided in our life-walk?
Of how important each of us and our gifts are to life?

How would your life be different?

What if?

Breaking Free

This graphic represents where I've been for this past year. In some ways it's hard for me to believe I haven't posted in this blog for that long. It's been a time of deep listening, turning the ins and outs of my life inside of me and figuring out the answers to life's big questions. One of which is: Why do I want to blog?

I don't claim to have any answers to ANY of life's questions. But I'm aware of this conversation inside of me, and it just doesn't go away. In fact, it is getting more persistent and louder all the time. Write. Share what you're thinking. Be of service. Be fearless and share YOU.

My last blog posts, way back a year ago, put me into this place of wondering. It was lovely to explore what Don Miguel Ruiz had to say about The Four Agreements. An interesting contemplation. And, a complete copout on my part, to piggyback onto someone else's wisdom in order to share my own.

We all have our piece of the puzzle to share. In whatever way we come forward, I believe we are here to share our gifts. How would it feel to share in an uncensored manner? To simply express from a personal, authentic place and not fear what someone might think or say about our contribution?

Well, I aim to find out. And I hope you do, too. Whether your gift is words, or song, or painting, or smiling, or loving, or whatever - how would it feel to just let it flow? To be free? In my case, to let go of the worries about how many other blogs there are out there, or who's words might be better crafted or more poetic or more important than mine. Just give it away. No strings - or fears - attached.

The ice has been broken. I look forward to playing in this arena, to stretching myself to share my unique perspective on this world.

Is there any ice in your world that could be broken, freeing you up to share your unique gifts??

Check this out - I searched for an image of broken ice to share here, and discovered this: when you look at broken ice through a microscope, it contains rainbows!



Peace, my friends,

Zardoya



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Broken Ice image attribution