In the very first post of this blog, I wrote that Plutonia and myself “will be sharing awareness and connecting with members of our global family who feel the need to work through compassion on the etheric level, to think together for our sacredness and against the exercise of tyrannical power. So no small talk here. No pretentious talk. The cerebral and the emotional will be harmoniously united. Whatever will be said through this blog will be minuscule compared to what will be felt – and that means something from two people who are passionate about the art of writing. In order for this fellowship to be communicating through words meaningfully and effectively, let us be meditating on the essence beyond words, on how we need each other in order to reclaim our enthusiasm, literally our ‘being inhabited by gods’ (ἔνθεος in Greek meaning ‘inhabited by a god’), because we all partake in the creator’s divine nature” (excerpt from my post Because We Cannot Stop For Death).
Tales Untold open dimensions to even greater heights and depths of inner wisdom. This tag is a blog within a blog, a doorway to a transcendental realm where nothing has to be told, because here “we feel and know that we are eternal”, as Spinoza said. It is not easy to keep this perspective amid so much suffering, so I thought up this retreat as the war outside rages on, a tarot-Four-of-Swords kind of place for us to slow down and start healing, gather our strength together and remember our origin and our destination.
At the same time, nothing has to be left untold, either. Speaking out is fully congruous with the purposes of the existence of this wondrous realm. In order for our healing to take place, we have to allow our repressed emotions to surface, so we can accept and reintegrate them, lest we remain trapped in endless cycles of oblivious reincarnations. There is no such thing as unrealized potential if we keep in mind the big picture: everything we have not realized here, is already part of our reality in another universe. So let the osmosis begin!
The more you struggle to live, the less you live. Give up the notion that you must be sure of what you are doing. Instead, surrender to what is real within you, for that alone is sure… you are above everything distressing.
~ Baruch Spinoza