Deflected wind.
I'm trying to gaze through the mist of the mystical realm, in between matter, time and space; spoken language limits us and I wonder, is spirit it? It isn't. What we hear in our minds, the voice of different spirits, is not the voice of the great spirit. What is the great spirit? It's the quiet essence of love, ever present, always there, not thinking, just breathing in the animus that gives what moves its movement.
Today is a wonderful day to learn to not listen to the many voices in your head and find the language that comes through mental silence. Love is what love has been, what remains even if dead, even if bones, is the love we build on. The only new thing we can create is to build again on top of the dust of our past, continue the legacies, no matter how dead they might seem to be.
Of the I'x trecena, this is the powerful day, when the jaguar again is summoned by spirit and the entities of the underworld find their place into your life. It's not about what you want, it's about what you have to go through, they say. Get ready to be surprised, on the divination side. On the what to learn side, we have to upscale our skills in telling when spirit, sacred spirit, speaks; and when it's just our tricky mind, or the mind of something else. The life of the Toltec man of wisdom, is figuring this out.
Language becomes evident, it's a tool, and as a tool, it has its limitations. We must develop ways to express and communicate that are different, different spoken languages, different ways to express and listen that are not spoken. Today opens a space where we can perceive how many times two points of view are simply not communicating correctly. Two communicating beings are each feeling, thinking and saying something different, and what they say then is interpreted differently by who hears it. We must not get frustrated with this and open our minds to realize that we are all simply trying, and there is no perfect way to be here on earth.
The sacred spirit makes itself present today to tell us that in our minds, ideas and what we say, there is data missing. Many narratives, lines of code or of thought, are simply disconnected from what is real. They touch on what is real, but only to validate themselves. By themselves they are not an honest enough expression of reality.
This is where the winds can be deflected, love can sometimes come and save us and show us that what we thought, as true as it sounded, was simply a bad wind, an incomplete, unfounded or even misled idea. Love and growth is an eternal purge of what doesn't fit into a loving reality. Following spirit is following no code, no law, no written principle. All guidelines eventually curve away from what is straight. Learn to be alive and steer your reality, don't be a machine.
Deflected wind.
I'm trying to gaze through the mist of the mystical realm, in between matter, time and space; spoken language limits us and I wonder, is spirit it? It isn't. What we hear in our minds, the voice of different spirits, is not the voice of the great spirit. What is the great spirit? It's the quiet essence of love, ever present, always there, not thinking, just breathing in the animus that gives what moves its movement.
Today is a wonderful day to learn to not listen to the many voices in your head and find the language that comes through mental silence. Love is what love has been, what remains even if dead, even if bones, is the love we build on. The only new thing we can create is to build again on top of the dust of our past, continue the legacies, no matter how dead they might seem to be.
Of the I'x trecena, this is the powerful day, when the jaguar again is summoned by spirit and the entities of the underworld find their place into your life. It's not about what you want, it's about what you have to go through, they say. Get ready to be surprised, on the divination side. On the what to learn side, we have to upscale our skills in telling when spirit, sacred spirit, speaks; and when it's just our tricky mind, or the mind of something else. The life of the Toltec man of wisdom, is figuring this out.
Language becomes evident, it's a tool, and as a tool, it has its limitations. We must develop ways to express and communicate that are different, different spoken languages, different ways to express and listen that are not spoken. Today opens a space where we can perceive how many times two points of view are simply not communicating correctly. Two communicating beings are each feeling, thinking and saying something different, and what they say then is interpreted differently by who hears it. We must not get frustrated with this and open our minds to realize that we are all simply trying, and there is no perfect way to be here on earth.
The sacred spirit makes itself present today to tell us that in our minds, ideas and what we say, there is data missing. Many narratives, lines of code or of thought, are simply disconnected from what is real. They touch on what is real, but only to validate themselves. By themselves they are not an honest enough expression of reality.
This is where the winds can be deflected, love can sometimes come and save us and show us that what we thought, as true as it sounded, was simply a bad wind, an incomplete, unfounded or even misled idea. Love and growth is an eternal purge of what doesn't fit into a loving reality. Following spirit is following no code, no law, no written principle. All guidelines eventually curve away from what is straight. Learn to be alive and steer your reality, don't be a machine.
