'convey to your body that the real evolution is filling every cell within it with this golden nectar, this sweet drop of divine honey bringing consciousness into every cell.'
adamus >
adamus >
'wisdom is that beautiful golden nectar that the soul draws in. that's you [...] you can breathe it in, you can drink it in, you can submerse yourself deep within it. you can let it fill you. you can be in this, this wisdom. in it's goldenness, in it's loving arms. this is you.'
adamus >
adamus >
the nectar of the blue flower
no, dear solidly educated mind, it's neither about warmed-up romanticism nor warmed-up mysticism.
it is about the fulfillment of the romantic longing for the infinitely unreachable infinite. it is about the fusion of our human part with our divine, anchored in the physical body of our earthly reality. this is also called ascension, integreation, enlightenment, realization, and so on, a state that up until now could hardly be sustained for a longer period of time in the too dense structure of our physical reality.
"take a deep breath,
for the times you live in are
the most amazing,
the most beautiful,
ah, the most poetic,
the most dynamic
and the most profound. "
adamus
reorder your reality
blue
equivalent to: immeasurably deep and wide like the sky, the ocean, your blue eyes... infinite, unfathomable, mysteriously promising, vague remembrance of our own umlimited nature. the constant longing for reunion of what in our perception seems to be separated since we ventured out of our primordial oneness with spirit, feeling lost in the nameless void.
this longing is the very origin of energy, the stimulus for all our creations and experiences. we have always been looking for this fulfillment on the outside. in a beloved one, in god and his angels above us, or also in satan and his diabolic assistants below us, by increasing wealth, through blood and thunder, in sex, power, submission, war at a large or small scale, clear and brief, in every possible way of energy stealing, but never with a long lasting success. blues, frustration, despair, biological and mental decay, illnesses – always looking for healing on the outside as well – cynicism, frenetic acting or dull fatalism, all this is the sad consequence of the failed or already long ago abandoned search for the lost paradise of oneness – WITH OURSELVES.
yes, it exists, the everlasting, fulfilling, blissful, only you you you love. our divine part is also longing and waiting for us to turn, return to it with our blue bayous, california blues, blue berry hills thrills, shiva blue, bleu bleu dans tes yeux mon rêve en bleu dreams, letting us fill with its nectar, the sweet ecstatic flow, waiting that we allow the (sometimes painful) biological restructuring on the dna level, the integration of all our seemingly separated and wounded parts (showing up in extreme cases as schizophrenia) as well as our expansion into other dimensions to happen.
it can be made and experienced, the commitment, the ultimate loveaffair, between human and soul: 'darling I will always be here.' (cf. youtube video by ian britt, 'in the shape of us')
metaphorically speaking: the caterpillar doesn't get distracted anymore by searching artificial wings on the outside, but it allows the inside waiting butterfly to unfold its wings in the new and less dense physical reality. this is a living environment where also the blue flower with its sweet nectar can blossom, reachable for all butterflies.
it is about the fulfillment of the romantic longing for the infinitely unreachable infinite. it is about the fusion of our human part with our divine, anchored in the physical body of our earthly reality. this is also called ascension, integreation, enlightenment, realization, and so on, a state that up until now could hardly be sustained for a longer period of time in the too dense structure of our physical reality.
"take a deep breath,
for the times you live in are
the most amazing,
the most beautiful,
ah, the most poetic,
the most dynamic
and the most profound. "
adamus
reorder your reality
blue
equivalent to: immeasurably deep and wide like the sky, the ocean, your blue eyes... infinite, unfathomable, mysteriously promising, vague remembrance of our own umlimited nature. the constant longing for reunion of what in our perception seems to be separated since we ventured out of our primordial oneness with spirit, feeling lost in the nameless void.
this longing is the very origin of energy, the stimulus for all our creations and experiences. we have always been looking for this fulfillment on the outside. in a beloved one, in god and his angels above us, or also in satan and his diabolic assistants below us, by increasing wealth, through blood and thunder, in sex, power, submission, war at a large or small scale, clear and brief, in every possible way of energy stealing, but never with a long lasting success. blues, frustration, despair, biological and mental decay, illnesses – always looking for healing on the outside as well – cynicism, frenetic acting or dull fatalism, all this is the sad consequence of the failed or already long ago abandoned search for the lost paradise of oneness – WITH OURSELVES.
yes, it exists, the everlasting, fulfilling, blissful, only you you you love. our divine part is also longing and waiting for us to turn, return to it with our blue bayous, california blues, blue berry hills thrills, shiva blue, bleu bleu dans tes yeux mon rêve en bleu dreams, letting us fill with its nectar, the sweet ecstatic flow, waiting that we allow the (sometimes painful) biological restructuring on the dna level, the integration of all our seemingly separated and wounded parts (showing up in extreme cases as schizophrenia) as well as our expansion into other dimensions to happen.
it can be made and experienced, the commitment, the ultimate loveaffair, between human and soul: 'darling I will always be here.' (cf. youtube video by ian britt, 'in the shape of us')
metaphorically speaking: the caterpillar doesn't get distracted anymore by searching artificial wings on the outside, but it allows the inside waiting butterfly to unfold its wings in the new and less dense physical reality. this is a living environment where also the blue flower with its sweet nectar can blossom, reachable for all butterflies.
dear, solidly educated mind, you cannot nor do you have to believe or to understand this. take a time out, lay on the sandy beach and let yourself carry with the breathing waves into the deep blue of the sky, merging with the ocean.
march 2012
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going beyond
"you can still be in this human reality and still sense and taste and experience the beyond. and isn’t that what you’ve longed for – to be here and to be beyond, to be enjoying life in its fullest most sensual way, to be in body in this reality, but to be beyond the mind?
this is what you’ve longed for and this is what comes now.
no longer just dreaming your dreams, but being in your dreams."
end of the merabh going beyond june 2013
this is what you’ve longed for and this is what comes now.
no longer just dreaming your dreams, but being in your dreams."
end of the merabh going beyond june 2013