The Arrival
The sunset birds were chanting their sweet songs of beauty through the purple mystical glows of the warm, sweet and early evening as he parked in the driveway feeling overjoyed with wonder, illumination and curiosity. This curiosity flowed from remembering that the adventure into every night always holds an eternally illuminating secret. A crystal shard of vision into the golden core of Love. And now that the skill of choosing was mastered, it was pure satisfaction to witness his art massively influencing the masses with soothing, magical and mystical insights of wonder, truth and unity in the most effective, gratifying and untouchable way.
While watching a giant eagle soar by, he wondered how he had been able to build such a smooth, abundant and beautiful life at the vibrant age of thirty. Was it his devotional, compassionate and universal intention towards balance, love and mastery? Or was it simply the true, inherent and abundant nature of existence? Either way, he was deeply in love with his life, including his divine, playful and sacral harem of gorgeous lovers and ingenious circle of best friends. He was deeply in love with life. He mastered the universal laws of mind over matter, and more importantly of Spirit over mind; and as his intention was to heal the world, the world healed him.
He bounced out of his car, deeply inhaled the fresh air rushing from the pine trees and smiled into the passionate breeze of the evening sun. While unlocking the door to his organic temple of golden poetry, absolute bliss and mesmerizing muses, he experienced the ungraspable afterglow of the most exotic, celestial and enlightening perfume he had ever smelt. It reminded him of the place where you and I were made; forever. He slowly turned up the mysterious middle eastern jazz that was still vibrating through the air at a low volume while dimming up the vibrancy of the floor lighting that gave the entrance space a royal, cosmic and sanguine feel to it. The archetypal, nourishing and new age elements beaming through his home always immediately grounded his whole being into the blazing core of Mother Earth. He saw the words that were beautifully inked on the scroll, saying 'transform', and he was suddenly reminded of what to choose. He chose love, unity and remembrance.
He slowly looked around while selflessly immersing himself in his surroundings when it all came to him at the speed of light. Everything around him was created for him. Everything he had ever seen, needed, used and owned. From the ingenious architecture of his home to the aesthetic furniture that filled it, the enlightening books he had read, the mesmerizing art forms he loved and even the eyes he used to see this light. Someone cosmically invented every single aspect of it, passionately manifested into existence, and then miraculously brought to him. He realized his life was subconsciously and infinitely grounded in an abundant sea of creative souls who wanted to help, awaken, enlighten, amuse and arouse him. All he had to do was to be observingly aware, breathe into his heart and receive. The realization that everything was cosmically connected in an inexplicable, metaphysical and energetic way revealed to him the great altruistic cohesion of the whole.
His infinitely deep intention to serve, enlighten and animate the new generation was the exact same intention that had given him everything. He was the new generation and all of his ancestors were him. This final insight overwhelmed him with such a deep flood of ecstasy that he could not hold back his entrancing tears of wonder, beauty and awe, although his feeling was rapidly replaced by deep sorrow, disappointment and disillusionment that he had never noticed this before. He felt that he understood the largest picture of Life. The supernatural, benevolent and serving power flowing through each of us, to each of us. The one, intergalactic and all-encompassing consciousness, always seeking a higher, deeper and more ecstatic form of love, unity and understanding mirroring its own silent, mystical and musing voice of Love, endlessly dreaming itself into a more transcended form of Love. He snapped back into the divine temple of his body and all of his desires melted into one; to serve as ecstatically, abundantly and authentically as humanly possible, because as he intuitively knew; the more one sows, the greater the harvest, and from the planetary love that vibrantly beamed from his chest, eyes and soul he remembered he had sowed a lot.
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