Last night I decided to enjoy a little light entertainment and put on the movie, The Prince of Persia. It’s a fun flight of fancy about a dagger that allows its holder to go back in time. It has a bit of violence in it and lately I haven’t been willing to subject myself to violence. My heart hurts when I see innocents die, when I think of the collateral damage of the sad lost grasping tyrants like the villain in the story. Movies seem real to my nervous system.
You can imagine how life sometimes makes me feel. Watching politics manipulate, feeling people suffer from idiocracy, sensing the distrust and fear in so many is impossible to avoid. Could be why my heart misbehaves so often. It seems particularly reactive to man’s (and woman’s) inhumanity to others. This heart of mine doesn’t discriminate. It doesn’t matter who the other is. It aches for the supposed bad guys too.
I’d seen the movie before and knew that at the end the hero turned back time and erased all the deaths. That made the movie easy to watch. It was more like a game. Watching the fun last night I realized I was watching, not a movie, but the way life works, not exact, by any means, but similar enough to release a bit of the pain my heart feels for the story of us all. The compassion remained. It may have in fact, expanded. That wasn’t surprising … in hindsight. A big belly laugh ensued.
Movies are one of my great teachers. I can know something – like life here isn’t final, isn’t even real in the way we think – and still have the old story’s traces resonating within. They seem to slough off a bit at time. At least they do for me. To a mind it seems like experiencing the truth of it would wipe out the lesser version, but it doesn’t generally work that way. The bodymind unit has been meticulously constructed, reinforced and defended and doesn’t surrender its holding patterns easily, even in the face of the irrefutable evidence of direct experience. As awakening is a process, so is the embodiment of Its truth.
It’s the journey my friend, not a destination. It doesn’t end in a parade with you sitting on the back of the convertible. Life doesn’t work that way. The good news is ‘it doesn’t end’. The story goes on and on and on in surprising and delightful ways. Death is not an escape, is not an end. The dagger turns back time and the game begins anew, and like the hero in the movie, with more insight and awareness than was there before.
Editor’sNote: According to Amaya, there is no appropriate bio for Amaya Gayle. She doesn’t exist other than as an expression of Consciousness Itself. Talking about her in biographical terms is a disservice to the truth and to anyone who might be led to believe in such nonsense. None of us exist, not in the way we think. Ideas spring into words. Words flow onto paper and yet no one writes them. They simply appear fully formed. Looking at her you would swear this is a lie. She’s there after all, but honestly, she’s not. Bios normally wax on about accomplishments and beliefs, happenings in time and space. She has never accomplished anything, has no beliefs and like you was never born and will never die. Engage with Amaya at your own risk. www.amayagayle.com
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Thank You Amaya ~
Beautifully stated – a great reminder – and wonderfully timed!! As an experienced surfer of time-lines, and someone who is hearing from those who are seeking to re-align their compass during these extraordinary times … I love how films can help us expand our experience that which is indeed possible now!!
Be here now resonates so clearly – and go onward. For those concerned about “reputations” .. I say – losing the reputation may indeed be a very good thing!!! Being freed – allows for so much wondrous creativity to enter our world.
I am so excited about what is taking place each and every day – more and more visibly tangible now. I am embracing the opportunities and grateful for all who are here – now – ready – willing – and able to dare to imagine and bring in the new that truly is bringing us the most benevolent of all outcomes!! Whatever our plight – wherever we find ourselves on whatever day – we can each dare to wake up from that point of view and imagine something more … something we truly would love to live. The invitation is there for each of us. All we need to do is to say “Yes- to Life” and the universe will help us to bring that forth. Here’s to the Adventures ~ enjoying the Journey!!
Thank you for taking the time to comment Suzanne. It tis a grand adventure. Films have been one of my best teachers. I love how everything in my life seems to flow towards a more comprehensive picture, like it does in a movie. I’ve seen it happen often enough that I know to watch for it. It’s always there. Blessings my friend. Amaya
After reading some of the other recent posts it occurred to me that not a single one of the posters like Cutler, JB Sedona, Intbel,etc has ever been praised for doing a single worthwhile thing for our community. They never offer a word about their efforts to help or do some good for others. The media is silent on their account.
Rather the only information we receive is garbage talk mostly about meditation or WOO WOO speak.
Instead these woozies would rather criticize the Mike Schroeders who has done some real good for Sedona in a number of situations and often. Mike is not the only doer as there are considerably more of them around being useful .
When doers accomplish something the praise for them is not demonstrated by the drool falling from the chin like the pronouncements emerging from the woozies.
Lots of differences in our residents ,,,,,
a doer comment from
john
Differences are important. Without them, well there wouldn’t be much to learn from, enjoy, and appreciate. I am grateful for all those different from me. Together we make a beautiful tapestry of love and sorrow, pain and happiness, doers, thinkers and feelers. Of course we are all a grand mix of it all. Thank you for your note and all you do John, and thank you for expressing your feelings today.