Very nice of you to give me a treasure hunt, hidden among a polarising, and gentle manifestation from your mind, that reflects coexistance, healing and tranquility.
I love nature too! Very much so. I heal myself with natural surroundings, with natureâs cause. Rivers, streams, climbing mountains and fresh air and the like.
I am grateful for this new discovery, In Lak etch.
What is the poem in Lak Ech about?
Me amo y me respeto yo. I love and respect myself. The above Mayan-inspired poem In Lakâech speaks to the connection that exists between humans: If I do harm you, I do harm to myself; If I love and respect you, I love and respect myself.
Giving thanks each day is a powerful remedy to the soul.
Just as eating vegetables is a powerful remedy for the body.
That just leaves mindâŠwhat would be harmony making, for the mind?
Prayer and meditation, I look forward to, to sing for earth.
However, I am soul searching for rituals, for holding a sanctified space within me, a âproper procedureâ if you prefer, for my journey inward. I am new in this lifetime to having the self discipline to actually do meditation, and prayer, and yet it closely resonates to explore this new territory and find practical ways to further investigate it. Perhaps you could share with me, your steering wheel, your conscious selfâs method of preparation, for meditation? I am a baby, waking up it seems, for nourishmentâŠmake the soul fatter, with procedure.
To aid in my quest, I have joined the Rosicrucian Order, and look forward to their practical steps. They are a familiar family, to one of my incarnations, and I know that they have some recommended procedure that will be water for my thirsty spirit. Eat vegetables is probably also theirs too. Even though I have not the time yet to manifest a celebration rhyme for each of carrot, celery, cabbage and rutabaga in this vase of the law of One forum, it will appear in writing after the Rosicrucian training is underway in my own personal experience. Training in the rituals they teach will enhance my inward journey.
Sorry, I must have been an adept at some time long ago, but this time have some important gyrations to do, but sadly I have forgotten how to dance.
It would be self aggrandizing to continue the extraction of solar realm poetry at this point. In terms the reader would really relate to, I have been treating my inner self harmony like an whore, and not like the maiden she would prefer. I think that is in the Ra material somewhere. I am open to solitude, to repair any minor infringements upon YOUR STORY I may have unwittingly made so.