The Magic of Presence


“There’s something so beautiful about people who are heartbroken; they think about how they’re feeling much more. I think when you’re happy and when you’re in love, you don’t need to think about it, it’s just there. Love is one of those things that is so simple, you don’t need to think about it when it’s good, you only need to think about it when it’s bad, so when music is all that you have and you’re lonely or you’re missing someone and you write a song that says exactly how you feel, there is sort of a gratification you get from that, it almost helps you move on.”  ~ Taylor Swift

“Eduard had already been on that road several times but he had always decided to go back because he’d still not received the signal to go forward. Now things were different. The signal had finally come in the form of a young woman with green eyes, brown hair and the startled look of someone who thinks they know what they want.” ~ Paolo Coelho

Magic is in the air and in the Earth. Today, the Summer Solstice, is an easy time to experience the Magic. I know I will. I came out of my NDE journey, back in 1984, knowing that magic is not only real it is an underlying force for love that kinda sorta dreams us into this place, reaching from some strong place within the void, reaching deep, then putting it out there on the other side. Mother Nature, Gaia, takes the queue and sculpts forms from consciousness. I’ve long endeavored to understand the nature of the NDE. Upon return from my NDE journey the Light Being (Brighid) who brought me back to form and function let go of my hand and said something like “Now you need to re-occur“. The world of the NDE is far from physical. It’s like a shamanic initiation, an astral voyage, during which you must essentially blow yourself asunder, and like Osiris, scatter your fragments to the wind. That’s how you get there, to the place where the Light Beings reside. Given a choice I chose to return to this world of form and function. To do so at the end of the journey I ultimately had to – as the Lady said – re-occur. You can’t know what it’s like unless you’ve been there. It was way cool to die then come back, with presence. We talk about the Soul, the Higher Self, whatever. Yeh, alright. But it’s really and simply rudimentary in some ways, in many ways. First, up front, we are creatures arisen from Nature’s clay, an amalgam of flesh and bone. To that add presence, which requires consciousness, without which we know nothing beyond the daily grind. If it all clicks we emerge as presence, as life. I find it easiest to feel this foundational magic upon the Solstice or Equinox. I feel it today, enough so that I can actually write about it, pretending that my words actually hit the mark. It’s all about love. My soul is longing for romantic love; whether or not I can find it is beside the point. You may feel the love differently. Love and magic are entangled but they are not the same thing, the same force. This morning it is easy to see this level of stuff, perhaps because I now have my medical marijuana card. But that’s not all. Blessed Be.

Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.

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