Chamber Six-The Hall Of Re-Source
"Who were you
before life convinced you that you had to become someone else?"
Welcome to THE HALL OF RE-SOURCE
How to Be-Come a Source-rer Again
Welcome to the final chamber for now.
Although...
there is something slightly suspicious about calling it final.
Because nothing really ends here.
Something begins.
You entered this sanctuary looking for Peaceful Presence.
You remembered.
You looked into the mirrors.
You learned to wonder again.
You began acting from allowance rather than control.
You invited the divided parts of yourself Home.
And now we arrive at the last door.
We do not become whole by adding what seems missing.
Stop Looking for the Plug
We are living beings, not islands
We spend enormous amounts of energy searching for what will finally recharge us.
The right person.
The right purpose.
The right spiritual practice.
The right amount of money.
The right place.
The right answer.
Something somewhere must surely contain the missing electricity.
.
Maybe you were never unplugged from life
One-ness says:
"One became Two.
Two appeared as Many.
The Many seemed scattered across time and space.
Each perspective believing itself to be separate.
Each perception believing itself to
stand alone.
Yet every perspective, every perception
and every experience has always been quietly moving toward the same remembrance.
The return to One.
A return through recognition."
The Breathing Temple
Become a place in which the sacred is welcomed
Look around this temple one last time.
The pillars.
The chambers.
The mirrors.
The doors.
The quiet places where you sat for a while.
Now imagine something.
What if this temple was never really a building?
What if we were slowly showing you yourself?
Shht...Just Come Here
Heart Coherence
The Heart reminds us of coherence.
The Heart has been quietly waiting throughout this entire journey.
Not as a sentimental symbol.
Not as the enemy of reason.
And certainly not as some magical organ that gets everything it wants if we just vibrate correctly.
Something simpler.
The Heart reminds us of coherence.
Of what it feels like when our inner life is no longer pulling in six different directions.
Great Expectations .. the longing is belonging
The Expecting and the Expected
Here I am.........................................
.....................................wanting something over there.
There is a beautiful line from Rupert Spira:
“I am the expecting and the expected in all expectation.”
Sit with that for a moment.
Usually expectation seems to contain two separate things.
Here I am...
wanting something over there.
Me.
And what I want.
The seeker.
And the sought.
The lover.
And the beloved.
.
The Source-rer...and the wand of wants & needs
Becoming a Source-rer
Re-Source ...returning to what sources you.
And now we can finally play with our
slightly naughty word.
Source-rer.
Not a sorcerer.
No wand required.
No secret manifestation spell.
No manipulating the universe into delivering
a sports car by Thursday :-)
A Source-rer is simply someone who remembers
where creation begins:
Presence.
And now...we've travelled approximately nowhere...
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DEAR FRIEND,
DEAR SEEKER OF RE-SOURCE
Dear Friend,
So here we are.
The last chamber. Maybe.
We've walked quite a distance together.
Although, between you and me...
I suspect we've travelled approximately nowhere.
Because after all these rooms, mirrors, questions, stories and wonderfully serious spiritual words...
we seem to have arrived exactly where we started.
Here.
You.
Breathing.
And maybe that's the joke.
We spend years searching for something extraordinary.
Enlightenment.
Healing.
Purpose.
Love.
Manifestation.
Source.
Home.
And then, every now and again, the searching becomes quiet enough for us to notice:
Something was already here before the search began.
Peaceful Presence.
You didn't manufacture it.
You didn't earn it.
You didn't successfully manifest it.
You noticed it.
And then we complicated things.
Naturally.
We're humans.
It's one of our specialties.
We created perspectives.
Stories.
Identities.
Enemies.
Dreams.
Relationships.
Expectations.
Beautiful things.
Terrible things.
And somewhere inside all that experience, we occasionally forgot
the quiet Presence experiencing it.
So this sanctuary invited you to remember.
Then to look.
Then to wonder.
Then to act.
Then to reunify.
And now...
to Re-Source.
But I don't want you to leave this temple believing that Re-Sourcing
means you should no longer need anyone.
That would be another form of separation wearing spiritual clothing.
We need one another.
We belong to one another.
We need trees producing oxygen.
Soil producing food.
Bodies offering touch.
People offering friendship.
Communities offering belonging.
We are profoundly relational creatures.
Being sourced from within does not mean becoming independent from life.
It means recognizing how deeply you belong to life.
You breathe the world in.
And breathe yourself back into it.
Again.
Again.
Again.
You are not a sealed container walking around inside a universe.
You are exchange.
Relationship.
Movement.
Life meeting life.
And perhaps this is where the inner crystal temple becomes real.
Not as a fantasy palace somewhere in the clouds.
Your body is the temple.
Your Heart is the chamber.
Your breath keeps its doors open.
Your feet connect it with Gaia.
Your awareness opens it toward something immeasurably larger.
And from inside this living temple...
you create.
Because you need creation to complete you?
Nope.
Because creation is what life does.
Flowers flower.
Rivers river.
Birds bird.
Humans...
apparently build websites like this about Peaceful Presence :-)
Expression happens.
And maybe your task isn't to force that expression into the outcome your mind has already selected.
Maybe your task is to become quiet enough to hear it...
courageous enough to follow it...
coherent enough to embody it...
and relaxed enough to let life participate in what happens next.
That is why I love Rupert Spira's line:
“I am the expecting and the expected in all expectation.”
Perhaps the distance between you and what you seek has never been quite as large as it appeared.
Perhaps underneath the desire...
underneath the manifestation...
underneath the wanting...
there is already Presence.
So dream.
Please.
Create things.
Build things.
Love people.
Start projects.
Travel.
Make money.
Give things away.
Plant trees.
Change your mind.
Make mistakes.
Try again.
Get ridiculously excited.
Rest when you're tired.
Wonder what might happen next.
But don't make the destination responsible for bringing you Home.
Create from Home.
That's different.
Let Peaceful Presence become the ground.
Let the Heart become the compass.
Let coherence become the conversation.
Let curiosity open possibilities.
Let allowance give life room to respond.
Let your inner union provide Safety and Stability while you move.
And then...
see what happens.
Perhaps this is what it means to Be-Come a Source-rer.
Not someone who possesses Source.
Not someone who controls the You-niverse.
But someone who remembers:
I belong to this.
Life moves through me...
and I move through life.
Giving.
Receiving.
Creating.
Resting.
Breathing.
One movement.
One field.
One extraordinarily mysterious experience appearing as billions of perspectives...
including this one.
Yours.
And perhaps now you can see why the doors of this temple were slightly open when you arrived.
We weren't really inviting you inside.
We were inviting you to discover that the temple was already inside you.
So there is nothing left for me to give you.
Except perhaps one final reminder.
Take the temple with you.
Into your relationships.
Into your work.
Into your creations.
Into your difficult Tuesdays.
Into the supermarket.
Into the forest.
Into grief.
Into laughter.
Into whatever comes next.
And whenever you become lost in the movie again...
because you will...
feel your feet.
Notice your breath.
Come back to your Heart.
And remember.
You are Home.
The real magic was never learning how to control the You-niverse.
It was remembering that the You-niverse was breathing through you.
With Love,
Peaceful Presence
P.S. The doors remain open. ❤️
And now you came this far ... maybe you´d like to visit my really secret chambers with hidden gems?