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There is a story, in the story, about the story. The story goes something like this:
Once upon a time, Emptiness/Oneness/Being/Presence/Love/God, birthing Mind, remembered Itself in one of Its dreams, as having a longing to know Itself. In this remembrance, It imagined itself as a mirror image, as Form, looking back upon Itself. It was smiling, radiant, beautiful. Not a single body, but Form itself. In each remembrance, each glance, Form was infinitely shifting, infinitely beautiful. Like a kaleidoscope. With just a touch, barely a turn of the wheel, 'worlds' collided, merged, gathered together, fell miraculously and tenderly apart, became reverent images of illumination with possibilities of light and dark, lovely and grotesque, awesome and awful, life and death, you and I. All wholeness, oneness, magnificence. In another of Its remembrances, Mind birthed an imagining, a story, that It could forget and remember Itself, in separate events of knowing. In this story, when It imagined Itself in 'forget' mode, there was a story of the story needing to know Itself as false, as less, as not being beautiful, as not being Illumination Itself, dancing. In another remembrance, this false story of the false story being any less than ITSELF, being LOVE, being ONE, smiled, palms together in gratitude, and bowed deep and low. You are so loved! Analisa
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The invitation is to leave it alone. To let life be. To know yourself as being lived. That is what is happening here. Life is alive as you, through your breath, through your being. Don't look for it elsewhere. It does you and undoes you, over and over again. You are not the doer. Stop claiming that you are, and your relentless despair of knowing you are not, will dissolve. The belief in the doer, in the future, in something rich and magical beyond this place, is what deadens you, and crushes your heart. The belief in something greater than this has held you captive, left you for dead. And yet you fear death. The only death you will ever know is this lifeless longing. Question these beliefs, awaken from them, and live it out loud. Then you will know yourself as boundless life, as freedom, and your body will age and die fully alive, without regret, endlessly beautiful.
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CategoriesAnalisa Domenica is a naturalist minister and mentor, in private practice as a Doula for living and dying. She offers private mentoring sessions, end-of-life preparation & transition support, bereavement, home death, funeral, and natural burial guidance, and laying-on-of-hands for comfort care and pain release. Analisa joyfully celebrates weddings and memorials, according to your faith or secular tradition. She is available to private clients, small groups, and for public education. Find out more about her by clicking here.
'Li' lives and works in Mill Spring, NC, a stone or two's throw from Asheville, NC and Greenville/Spartanburg, SC. She also works globally via phone and zoom. You may reach her by phone at 828.429.0096 or write to her by clicking here. |
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