Sing Your own Song!
We all have our unique tone, unique vibration,
the unique song to sing in this lifetime.
Please do not take on someone else's song,
there is no song better then your own, truly.
You know it, but your vocal cords are so tight
from trying to sing the song that is not yours,
that nothing comes out,
and you are silently listening to others who sing theirs,
who are fully living themselves, while you are hiding,
unfulfilled, frustrated, secretly bitter, uninspired, and unhappy.
Find a courage to sing your own!
The world needs to hear it!
In these very chaotic and crazy times, in which we happened to live, I am opening myself in all kinds of ways to help people to find out the answers to their questions to come into inner balance, and perhaps even harmony in themselves. After decades of my own inner work, years of hard-core meditation, deep spiritual revelations, and work in the field of coaching, I now open to work in a different way, on a town market, so I can help people from diverse walks of life. In classical Zen meditation text "10 Bulls", or Ten Ox-herding pictures, the journey of the adept goes through different stages of development, and ends on a market. Not in a complete dissolution of the mind and expansion of Consciousness, no, all this happens in the preceding stage. The last stage of the spiritual path is where one finds himself on a market, right in the middle of the town's bazaar! Yes, in modern times it can be Internet or the office in town, but in my story I arrived to a town's market, 100% classical Zen! :)
If your spiritual search does not lead to clarity how this illusion operate and you still need to listen to the information channels of the System what you have to do in times of chaos, you are fooling yourself, and if you also assumed a role of a teacher or any kind of authority people follow, then you fool others as well. People, don’t be fools and don’t follow fools. You only will know with your heart, the feeble voice, the feeble feeling straight from there. If anything, train yourself through these times to listen to that feeble sign for you to recognize, never disregard it. As soon as you notice, get quite, listen. Get curious about it, inquire, ask about it, ask to show you more, do not resist, soften, submit, listen. It is very important you get in touch with that in an intimate way, you and feebleness, get closer. ✨✨✨❤️
She spoke to me softly in the recorded message, I could hear the music of her presence in my room. I tuned in to my own presence with precision that is not always available. She was telling me how helpful was my letter I wrote her a day before at night, how she felt cared, understood and seen in her inquiry. Her voice was like a sound of the brook on a backyard of my old house I could listen to it for hours, sitting still, hypnotised by the rhythm and melody, and most importantly, this subtle vibration of love. Her message was only couple of minutes, but I was taken on a journey of the heart unexpectedly when my whole being suddenly trembled, and I wept uncontrollably. I noticed how her words were landing on the invisible shield that appeared right before the word could dive into my heart. The shield was constructing itself in a matter of split second and was becoming a catching net for lovingkindness and gratitude. Her voice, full of respect, appreciation and warmth was bouncing off this invisible resistance line where the heart contracts just enough not to allow love to enter. The love that is so natural, innocent and true was held at the door with a sign: “No trespassing”. But with the heart’s yearning for truth and authenticity the body ripped webs of resistance with a spontaneous cry. I am back to listening. As suddenly as this storm started, it had passed. I sit in softness of my own being, in complete acceptance. I just re-discovered again that listening without resistance is love. As thinking mind is able to give up holding the fort, and as it opens all the unexplored, unavailable, untouched, un-nurtured spaces, her voice and her recognition softly asks me to be available for lovemaking to my own heart.