Nash's Blog – October 2008 Archive (7)

So, you've had an epiphany or ten? Perhaps you sat with your yogi, your bible, your guru, your koran, your starseed, your torah, your zohar or chose to see a sign of some kind?



It doesn't matter how, but somehow you've figured out that you're part of the one. You may not even say it so profoundly yet but it matters not, because you're beginning to recognize that people are part of you, that they're the same as you, that they are your equals - and that the word "they" (referring to… Continue

You can accept insanity because you made it, but you cannot accept love because you did not. The biggest fear humans have is not of fear itself, but rather love.



And, how do they express this fear? With a set of fanciful histrionic-like interest in this or that fairytale WITHOUT seemingly ever taking a moment to ask self with openness (that means without your past or future), why? Why do I believe this? What is the belief in this returning to me? What was I missing that seemed to… Continue

The commodity more often traded than any other on Earth is not money, not oil, not even insults though we're getting close....let's go just a bit deeper....ready?



it is GUILT (aka blame) and this and this alone is at the root of Earth population's state of stressed-out, confused exhaustion....



...seeing self and others as innocent then relieves this stress and opens the mind to inner peace....



This recognition is a crucial step in reawakening. The… Continue

She



She never uses the word "should."



She is innately aware that she and he are not separate - therefore, he will reflect how she sees herself.



She accepts him as perfect, innocent, whole and complete. She can only do this if she sees herself that way.



So, she loves herself.



She is grounded in acceptance, gratitude, and love.



While the world churns and turns, she remains centered and at peace.



She complains about… Continue

She Danced



There were days when she played



There were days when she cried



Her emotions have bled her but she wasn’t ready to die



She wondered for years why the pendulum must swing



To the left, to the right, her longing for her king



Where is he, what happened, where did she go wrong?



Each and every day, is she bored yet with this song?



But back then, she wouldn’t consider the simple, the light.



No,… Continue

The Commitment to Fiction



The degree to which you are committed to your stories of the seeming past is equivalently the degree to which you choose to obfuscate now and constrain your future.



It takes a willingness to “let it go.” History cannot repeat itself without your efforts to make it repeat. And your efforts are merely that upon which you attend...aka the focus of your thoughts.



If it seems difficult to unlock or change your thoughts, don’t condemn… Continue

Afraid, Says She



Afraid, says she…what is this meaning?

I must be the judge of out what I’m seeing



Trust yet again placed upon her intellect

She remains in control, the one to select



Between this man and that one, she picks the cast

The mission always to improve upon her past



Caught on she has, to many forms of the game

But, does she see that hers are the same?



But, on with her insistence, declaring the differences… Continue