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Peace is Your Creation

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Let’s imagine that everything you’ve lived until now
was a dream,
and suddenly, you’ve awoken, and realized you were sleeping.
You finally can see that everything you’ve ever lived
is your own dream creation,
and as the Creator of this dream existence
you’ve also constructed the ideas of “right” and “wrong.”
Let’s further imagine that upon recognizing that you’ve awoken,
you find it quite funny how you believed
that “right” and “wrong” actually existed.
Now that you know there is no such thing,
suddenly,
you take a deep breath and relax,
realizing that peace, too, is your creation.

The Jewel in the Center of the Lotus

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I surrender what is, into the loving fire of transformation, the light of which illuminates the present and manifests the future, in the highest creative expression of unconditional love.

—Alana Fairchild, from the Sacred Rebels oracle deck guidebook, pp 98-99

They say there is a jewel in the lotus,
and if it can root down in the mud
and grow up toward the light
eventually it will break through the surface of the water
and blossom open.
They say the light pouring forth
from the jewel in the center of the lotus
is brighter than the brightest sun
and all who behold this radiance
are blessed.
May we awaken to our present conditions
that the flower of our awakening
may blossom open in radiance
and may the jewel
at the center of our consciousness
shine brightly for all beings to behold.

Who Waits

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Who waits patiently
for you to finally wake up
and realize
that you were the one
you were searching for all along?
Who reminds you to breathe, when,
in the midst of daily effort
you realize
you’ve taken on some old struggle
that isn’t yours to endure?
Who waits for you
through all the years of your life
and at the end of it all
stands with open arms
to welcome you back home?
Your Self,
Your True Self,
The only reality,
The consciousness that pervades all…

Whatever It Is

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What calls you out of your cave
and into the light of day?
What wakes you up from darkest night
and opens your eyes to the morning light?
What keeps you going
when you want to give up and give in?
What gives you the reason you need
to take one more step, more more breath?
Whatever IT is,
spend some time giving thanks,
so that IT knows you’re grateful.