Hey Visionaries!
It has been an incredible month over here at HQ.
Beyond the simple pleasures of Autumn and all that comes with the changing light…There has been a profound sense of deepening into the heart of the conversations that matter most.
Bless it be the ones who show up for the altar of Epistemological Reality,
Nervous system regulating authenticity,
and genuine healing.
…That these words speak to the one beating heart in the Soul of our shared world…
I want to share a couple jewels from the journeys!
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A Quintessence of archetypal clarity…
Brought to you by the Gospel of St.Thomas,
“If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you do not bring forth what is within you, what you do not bring forth will destroy you.”
At many practice injunctions in the past weeks,
The timeless wisdom – of this choice – has revealed itself again and again.
That its contemplation lead to the flourishing of life… Sees more evident all the time.
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And finally…
A piece written by one of the VIP OG Visionary Cartographers,
This song of realization is written by one who has journeyed deep, and is bringing countless nourishing gifts to the banquet table of Soul Feasting…
Thank you for your commitment to the good, true and beautiful
The Dying Need Their Lullabies .. By Ash Sangoram
The dying need their lullabies
The dying need their lullabies
To know they are not alone
To feel the comfort of the familiar
As they journey into the unknown.
The dying need their lullabies
To wake up to what
Hurts them in the moment
The daggers of reality
Stabbing their hearts
Only parried
By the stories of
Knights in shining armor
Coming to the rescue.
The dying need their lullabies
To make what’s wrong right.
The dying need their lullabies
To allow that happily ever after breath
To arrive in ease and grace
And lift them into the Beyond.
The dying need their lullabies
To know they are not alone
To feel the comfort of the familiar
As they journey into the unknown.
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May this time… Like all others … be a good one to die.
Such that we can flourishing the song of all good things.
Yours Truly,
~DHR
p.s. Poetry bonus round…
Natural Great Peace
by Nyoshul Khenpo Jamyang Dorje
Rest in natural great peace
This exhausted mind
Beaten helpless by karma and neurotic thought
Like the relentless fury of pounding waves
In the infinite ocean of saṃsāra.
Rest in natural great peace
Rest in natural great peace
Rest in natural great peace