'Live the I AM. In every thought, word and deed BE the I AM. Smile, think loving thoughts. Put full attention and presence into all actions. Allow the beingness of others, without judgment. Remain unaffected by the drama. Breathe. Drop attention into the heart. Listen. Imagine, when listening, that I AM the other person. I AM the bird, the car, the airplane. I AM the music, the wind , the dog barking. Smile. Breathe. When smiling, see the Universe in the other being, the tree, the moon, the kitchen table. Breathe. And know it is the Universe bringing breath to me - it is breathing through me, as me. Know. Trust. Be kind. Know All is Well. Trust in the infinite Nature that I AM. Look upon all things, people, events and circumstances with kindness and loving indifference. Remember these things daily. Use imagination to create the kindness, love and compassion. Use imagination to create all desired outcomes. Have faith. I AM.
In this now moment I take a breath. And then another... and so it is. The Universe brings breath to this body - it sustains it - it provides the means by which it can be the vehicle through which my soul can experience life on Earth. When the breath no longer comes, the time in this body will be over - but me, the soul, the spirit that IS me, continues. How do I know this? I know this because I know. When the voice of the altered egoic mind is still, I know. When there is no fear, no voice telling me I am in danger, I know. I feel the peace that truly does pass all understanding. When the matters of this world no longer matter, when the 'must-dos', 'carefuls' and judgments are silenced, there is a flow that emanates from everywhere. It lifts and turns and carries the beingness of me, out beyond the borders of this frail physicality. I feel my presence flowing out in all directions, filling the spaces in an eternal dance of Love. Can we not have this always? Can we not flow beyond the limitations of the global thoughtform that shrivels and battles to keep us so small? Can we not teach out children better than we taught ourselves? Can we not release them from the burdens of millennia and set them free?
The dance goes on whether we join it or not. And the pain of knowing this, while we sit anchored to our beliefs, is all consuming. It is the suffering of the world made real. It is so simple. Lit go, and let the music of the spheres bring eternal joy. Hush the unkind voice that trills its terrors. Still the squawking and whining and complaining - it holds no promise of a better time. It keeps its slave in chains, and beats him for his blindness. Do not believe the voice that says it can't be done. It lies. It always lies. It knows no other way because it believes in its own limitations, its own nightmares.
Remember the dance - it's right here, right now, flowing, pulsing, loving. It IS. I AM.'