Morning Meditation Message 28

Self-judgments are not the truth of your limitless being. Writing it seems, is an act of magical wizardry. So even if your self-sabotaging mechanism of poisonous thoughts are woven deep into the habitual pathways of your neurological mapping, there is still hope. Remember that repetition unravels the thread of forgetting. What have you forgotten? That you are already magnificent, whole, and complete. It happens to all of us from time to time, especially when we are at the gates of a transformation our soul is no longer asking us if we are ready for, a transformation it is pushing us through. And this is because your life, is not only your own. It is quite beautiful that we belong to each other this way. We level up as a whole.

A fear of evolving, collectively, keeps all of humanity down. So, in your tiny drop of a life when compared to the other billions, what is your contribution of inner vibration? What is your silent song? Is it all woe, or is there still some joy and hope in there, even when you look at the sky and the only thing shining is the fire of wars on the horizon. Can you be the sunshine by remembering why you came on a level of soul? If you are a being that recognizes all as you, then what can you ever cling to? You don’t have to hold yourself in a choke-hold. So where does this thirst for more come from? And why cling to mistakes made long ago, past the point of karmic re-balancing and self-forgiveness? The ego identity is not your enemy, unless you make it so.

A fulfilled heart flows through life and allows the sea of life to bring it that which it is in like vibration with. If you can feel how abundant you are, there is a part uncovered from within your inner being, where forcing things is no longer needed. Of course you will still have to work hard and thorough at times, but let not your work in the external world be more than your work in the internal world, because you would fail before you even begin walking towards whatever action you are intending to succeed at. Can you allow yourself to still feel vibrant even in the honest witnessing of what you perceive as shortcomings? Can you love yourself enough to write down things you like about yourself, and let self-love, and self-appreciation be the point of vibration that attracts what you need to you?

Or do you love the spirals of the roller coaster more than the manifestation of your dreams? You see, if you love what you are intending to create more, then someone telling you to write it down, does not feel like a demand. It is an invitation to a key of the creation process. Because even the device you are reading these words from was once written down, your home was once a blueprint with exact measurements and notes, Mozart feverishly wrote down on napkins the music that would out live his days. Writing it seems, is the first place where what you are imagining becomes physical reality. It is the uncovering of the possibility that another set of eyes may one day see what was important enough to last. How can you say you honor ancient wisdom, and not write your affirmations, dreams, and goals down?

How can you say you are a creator and not write things down!? Even if what you are intending to create is a different version of yourself, have you written down what that looks like? You don’t write it, because deep down inside you don’t believe it. You don’t believe your worthy of the very thing you’re imagining. I can believe in you until my face turns blue, but if you don’t believe in you enough to receive the keys that are being shared, you will not evolve.

And you can read all the ancient mysteries and feel quite wise, but can you say things in your own words like: Writing was good enough for Thoth, but not you?

The people that will come to you, will need to hear and read it in your own words.

We have no more time for pretense, and fear. We are being called to create a new world by tasting the idea, writing it down, then going back into the deep meditation process and visualizing/feeling it into being. It can be quite simple, but know that the order is not carved into stone, but treat the pieces like they are. The trick is that you have to do it in the Gamma brain wave frequency. The emotional key to the gamma waves is compassion. The key to creation, is caring about others compassionately, being thankful for what you have, and then visualizing from that vibration what you would like to create in harmony with the highest good for all.

And so I repeat: It is quite beautiful that we belong to each other this way. We level up as a whole.

And so it is.

Womankind 

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Scrambling to find the maps hidden in medicine songs we sing in tongues unfamiliar. Earth quaking beneath feat, as if history wants to shake lose the lost notion of itself. Something buried wants to be remembered by us all, and screams through the rumbling, the crumbling of all that seemed so permanent. Firmament sparkling dew drops so few, yet in each one my face a reflection of you. A point on Indra’s Web trying to learn how to read the wind again, a global back turned to spirit fueling hurricaned ends. Canned goods and donations that won’t ever make it to every starving hand, and the band plays a beat to an old familiar tune, until all hears the music of love’s everlasting boon.
Speakers more portable than hearts, and violence more aimed than darts. Landfills filled with more food than carts, and the disenfranchised everywhere homeless in every single part.

And we hurry to remember how to read the sky, before all the generations of lessons slowly fade and fly, as if to some secret place that can no longer be reached, except by rubber bullets, war, and teeth. Peace we say peace, humanity has yet to learn, it seems we have more power than any of us earned. To turn an ecosystem swiftly against itself, we’ve pickeled hearts in jars and put them up on the shelf, so that we may know the contents of blood from microscopic view, and still be left in wondrous awe knowing not what connects me to you.

Can you please play the music that comforts unspeakable woe, wire case ancient reminders to rekindle conscious flow, cosmic net catching light from galactic edge, trimming and expanding mind to make perfectly shaped hedge, but not like foodless and fruitless lawns all across the world, but the kind that kisses vanity until its confusion untwirls, from every single third eye covered so deep in bind, so that where it sees a cage becomes seed of limitless mind.

And how is it that tomorrow still comes when hope is all but gone, and where does forbearance come from when one fiber short of strong, and who can we count on when the walk is just too long, and who orchestrated such beauty played on my inner ear as song.

Something so unspeakable, but see here she shines, it’s the arrival of the Divine Feminine to free womankind.

What To Do When ‘Role Model’ Picks You

“I didn’t sign up to be anybody’s role model” – Some Free Spirit

Sound familiar? Hey there free spirit, yeah you. What did you think following your dreams passionately to completion was going to do ? How could you have ever made the mistake of thinking that no one was paying attention to the starlight falling from your eyes? How could you be so amazing and miss that you are like the sky another heart looks up to as it lays on the grass feeling the peace of a summer breeze your words travel upon? In a world designed to trap and conform, how dare you believe that no one saw you rattle the cage open with your bleeding teeth and bare hands? How in the world are you still smiling after all that? Hats off to you my friend, with the soul light that nothing can tarnish.

It is time to embrace the next level. And this will mean accepting the mask of role model. Know that the mask weighs both a ton and is as light as a feather. Know that the world will demand that you walk on water with joy, we live through your brave attempts with no fear of appearing foolishly nieve. The way you breathe under water is so inspiring that see here, feathers have grown where rib cages used to be, and with those that have fallen from your heart – I have collected ever so carefully. I use them to sage another’s frown until it becomes a smile.

Sometimes I tell them how afraid you were to leap off the edge, you know, but not to like…embarrass you or anything, but as if to say “Proof!” In a world where so many do not believe in who they are, you are like a diamond to me, to us all, and you can’t stop now because it is only, the beginning. Reward? Ha! This is not about you silly, it’s about us. Purify your intent, under the mask if you must, because we already believe in you, and no mistake you have made that allowed unworthiness into the vibration of your being, is stronger than Love.

This Is A Call To Action. Respond, knowing fully that you are supported by all that is.

 

Morning Meditation Message 27

There is no reason to feel ashamed of your sexuality and wherever upon the spectrum it falls. For its infinite expressions are woven into the living bodies of all life, long before we were able to name them. Even galaxies cross paths in passionate exchanges, and are forever changed. Rise beyond the narrow perspective of, human.

When the shame that may have been learned in childhood is allowed to be released over time, the addictions birthed from that shame begin to lose their grip, and over time they vanish as well. The questions you ask yourself matters, from them do the answers arrive. So if you have been asking “Why is loving myself so hard?” indeed you have come across many situations that show you exactly what you want to see – the answers to your question.

My love, just change the question “How easy can it be to love myself?” Know, that I look forward to your answers arriving.

Thank You HIV

Can you say it with me? “Thank you H.I.V” It’s a tough one I know. For now I can only say it with the emotions in my heart, on the tip of overflow. For now, saying that doesn’t make complete sense. It’s so much easier to just be angry – to fall into the vibration of the victim. People have asked me, or implied, “Have you come to terms with the dangerous things you did to catch it?” Without knowing anything about my life. What did I do? Enjoy a body I was meant to enjoy, while looking for love in all the wrong places? Has no one else ever done that? Do you really think it is your perfect behavior that protects you? We will all, age, get sick, and die. That is life. This is just my version of life, in this body, and part of the reason why I have this virus, is because I can get others to understand the weight of it with the use of my words. For there are many with it, who can not communicate it THIS way.
 
See my strength as I walk with this, and pull from it the strength you need to make it through your tough spots as well. I promise, I don’t mean to giggle at some of the problems people come to me with. All hearts hurt the same. It is about rising above the blame. It is about deciding to shift out of the vibration that kills your will to survive. During my dietas at Spiritual Dimensions in Padrecocha, Iquitos, Peru, the most difficult part of my process was seeing the soul contract I have with this virus. In some sessions I was able to see the cellular structure of it with Ayahuasca, how it operates in the physical body and shifts the emotions. In another session, in a plane of love, light, and messages from beyond duality, beyond ideas of good or bad, I saw the dance of the virus and my soul before taking this body. I am still trying to make sense of it. Hard as it is to accept at times, this is in divine order.
 
And so I say Thank You H.I.V for helping give me an experience of a lifetime, for without you being in my blood the dream of a lifetime would not have existed, because my other struggles were not enough to make my people want to help on that level. Not the homelessness, not the skin, not the sexuality, not the posts almost everyday despite it all, not almost getting killed in my own home two years ago, and certainly not the suicidal thoughts in the weight of it all. Do you really think that I am always smiling?
 
So thank you H.I.V for snapping the compassion out of the heart of my community so deeply. So that I can stand in all that I am, and for the first time in life, not feel the energy of jealousy or envy being sent my way in waves. These abilities, these gifts, this light, is the only way I can carry these burdens – yes plural – and make you really believe I am walking on privileged lucky air. No one looks at me like “Why does he have so much?” anymore.
 
Indeed it is a relief.
 
#ayahuasca
#integration
#kevoninspires
#hiv

Morning Meditation Message 22

On the mornings when it is hard to get up, on those days when you feel like your body and the world has betrayed you, remember that nothing is permanent. From the seeds of your despair a new beginning is being created, but you will have to free your heart from bitterness to receive it. On those mornings when the phone is too far to answer the call from a loving friend, remember the friend that lives forever in your heart. Even as the illness makes its way deeper into your blood, do not lose hope. Close your eyes and float above your life and see it from the grand perspective of all encompassing life. See how even the abuse that has happened to you, once you get over it, can become a source of compassion and understanding that allows you to help and free others. The only mistake is not seeing completely the possibility that you can fly above whatever the challenge is in your life at any given time. In fact, the gate has already been opened, by your ability to seek that which is nourishing, by the part of you that made it to the end of this paragraph in such a busy distracting world. Have a blessed day.

Mindful Shaman

Eyes wide open,
not knowing they’re asleep,
so many prefer the token,
compassionate tears I weep.
 
Saying “he’s too sensitive”
but see, it is not so.
I just love you so deeply,
show up for your show.
 
See how they wait,
clapping before you arrive,
set your sight straight,
alive but not alive?
 
My goodness, much has happened,
and I know that happened too,
but excuses are excuses,
time to see you.

Kevon Simpson ©2016

Morning Meditation Message 19

Call forth the healing of the ancestral wound. The part of you, your conscious mind does not know is hurt. Genetic wounds that have long outgrown their stay. How? Intent works magic, simply intend for that to be a part of your inner healing journey, then the wisdom of your soul and the infinite light it is connected to will do the rest. Buried in your bones are the memories of the slave trade, or the concentration camp, or the eradication of indigenous tribes and their language – the pain of medicine men and women destroyed long before we had the limits of science to explain the mystery of life as inaccurately as it does. It is inaccurate because the picture is not complete, there are intangible things, things that can not be measured in the mind of the one doing the measuring. Show me the infinite-ruler that can measure the infinite, such a thing does not exist. And then we put all the measured things in books and call it “knowing,” and become arrogant when someone tells us “There is more to life,” especially if we view that person as less than our self. But, this is not “knowing,” it is “remembering” and what you see in our books is simply what we have remembered, but knowing is infinite, and can not be bound by pages. Knowing is a state of being, a state of surrender, a divine receptivity of the moment. For that which is already flowing within you does not need to be fought to be attained, just remember to be still and what you need to know will come when you need to know it. We are still expanding the the capacity of our intelligence. Work on your emotional intelligence, in order to heal and transcend the ancestral wounds of the past. Words are medicine. Thank you for taking mine in. I love you, I really do. How can I help?

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Amen, Ashe, Aho, Namaste. 🙂

Morning Meditation Message 16

We’ve forgotten how to be on top of one another, which was once an integral part of our survival as a species. We migrated with little room for sleep, everything we owned on our backs, and now we can’t even sit on the crowded train together. We have lost our way, traveled miles away from the truth. What is the truth? The fact that we need each other. The fact that you choose lonely and really want love is masochistic. Stop killing yourself. Love calls all the missing pieces, reminding each that it is important. The language is love, light, and sound. It is what you feel, what you see, and what you hear. A little noise is not going to hurt you, and a little touch is not going to hurt you. When was the last time you abruptly bumped into yourself and wanted to be with you – that sweet frightening beauty that you are? It is time to remember that you are one with it all. Stop being annoyed by the small things in the mess you have created of your own life. It is okay, we have all made a mess of our lives, and the planet. Together we remember, together we take action. Step one is to remember by waking up, step two is to clean, step three is to ask for help. Change the order if you must. The formula is non-linear. This is all happening too fast to cry. Too fast to cry. Too fast to cry.

Morning Meditation Message 12

You have to take responsibility for the loneliness you feel by deciding to get over the fear of rejection – the fear of what other people might think about who you are. It is a fear that dissolves with action. What is the action? Even as your heart quivers and your mind races with reasons to honor your self-defense mechanisms, you must push through and reach out to connect. There are people your heart is calling you to meet, to be around, to grow with and learn from, recognize that and act from that space. Remember that your life in this body is extremely short, so don’t waste your time with the almost of anything. Don’t sit there and imagine so much that you almost know what it’s like to have an experience, no – go forth and have that experience and grow from it. Don’t settle for imagining what its like to be with a group you want to be around. Get up, and go be around them, or him, or her and shake off the shackles of loneliness that you feel. Loneliness is an illusion created by a complex mind that has forgotten the interbeingness of all things. Truly, we are never alone, even the air knows your there. Have a great day!