There are rooms of the mansion yet to be discovered. There are ornate staircases that need to be described. Closets to be cleaned. Rooms and windows to be opened.  This fine, majestic house that we are, was created by a divine architect, that both contemporary and ancient saints and sages all have come to live in comfortably. It's pretty radical to think and to experience the fact that there is only love, and all else is conditioning and a learned program. Radical. Yet true.

   We are finding out who the real master is, and how we need to serve. We need to learn about the process, ourselves; everything else must wait. Service to self is service to others. We may question how can we be of service simply by writing, painting, singing, experiencing these feelings and thoughts. I beg you to Stay in the question. Make no conclusions.  We are serving the grandest version of the greatest vision of who we really are. 

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  This truly is a mystery. We are living a mystery for which we have few answers. Each day is a like a treasure hunt or a novel and we are the prize at the end of the chase, or the character in the story. We search for clues in what people say, watch carefully to what is offered to us or simply appears in front of us.  As each of us raises our personal level of consciousness so do we raise the energetic (playing) field for the world. That is a given. It's not always so clearly seen or understood but we live in an energetic field or soup where everyone and everything is interconnected. Even in this self expression, through these words, there is a higher purpose.