The Tea Room

It seems it's time yet again to write today. When I this morning was nearly ground down into little pieces of misery, I decided to go out and buy some cat food. I have worked from home the past two days, and pretty much isolated myself with the belief that I've needed it.

The very moment I was out in the warm, fresh spring day, a fresh wind came though it. "Gustaf, what the heck are you doing?"

I've been stirring up such a whirlwind lately, and finally the Divine Beloved spoke to me through the heart. I've realized that the heart speaks a non verbal language for me, but the incredible, wonderful mind translates it into whatever way is needed right now. Much gratitude to the often abused and misunderstood mind.

I asked it: "Dear divine beloved, I am going to ask you which of these things that are truly important. "

"Is the burning, heat, cold, vibrations, howling, craziness important?"  No.

"Is the still, small voice inside, the awareness of the now, and the simplicity of it all important?" Yes. Strong Yes.

I remember yet again.. "What you focus on, grows"  It's incredibly powerful, Shakti powered focus that sends me into the wildest drama if I so chose.

First, I gave up focusing on the astral entities.. Now this came up to be processed. Funny enough, I don't consider any of it to be a failure, no matter how much I riled myself up. Just an experience.

Then the last, clearest message:

---> Gustaf, resist nothing, and force nothing. There you find me, and there we are one! <---

Every cycle ends up taking me back to simplicity. A bit clearer, a bit lighter.

Namaste
Gustaf