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When I was a child I thought there was a hidden room in my grandparents’ house. I imagined it so frequently that I was convinced the room really existed. Hidden for all but in plain sight for me !

I kept visiting this secret chamber because it felt magical to be there, it was a bright room with a large library and comfortable chairs that sucked me even further in a dream state. When I grew up I was deceived that it only took place in my imagination…

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But years later I found myself in that secret room again. The remembrance of the dream, the rediscovery of the room made me feel joyful, but it also reminded me of the deception so I said to myself “Don’t be caught too much in your imagination again…”

Then it dawned on me that this dream was about the wisdom of the heart : my secret room represented the core of my being ! This hidden room was my sacred space and I now remembered how to enter it !

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Our whole life we seem to be in search for something we have lost but this inner intelligence is always with us, ready to guide and to teach us. It has always been there, it is always here now ! We have only forgotten how to access it.

The very core of your being speaks to you but not often in a language you immediately understand. Although it is a personal conversation, you are not always able to interpret the messages. You can’t accept this inner wisdom ‘cause you can’t recognize it any more !

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You can only tell by your own experience how this sacred space speaks to you. I can only tell that opening up to the power of the heart feels like returning home and stepping into a place of love and acceptance. A magical place full of ancient wisdom !

You can discard your true feelings as being an illusion your whole life but then you cut off the communication between you and this innate wisdom. The heart may whisper or may not always use words but it speaks. Learn to listen !

Phuro! Be inspired!

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Summoning a dragon

This is the story about a boy and his pets, a tiger and a snake. Pets the boy already had since birth, but that he was obliged to separate !

They couldn’t get along, they couldn’t stand each other ! Even being in the same room was painful, so he had them moved, the one far away from the other.

One lived in the eastern side of the castle, the other in the west. The boy had to walk miles each day to feed them and to have a small talk at best !

Snake and tiger often talked bad about each other ! They always gossiped or were trying to belittle one another.

One day the boy had enough of it, he became sick of all their quarrels and fights ! He couldn’t stand their hate anymore, he just wanted to play and laugh !

That day he decided to visit neither tiger nor snake ! A message was send to both, telling the boy’s health was at stake !

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The tiger started nervously walking back and forth on his isle.

“Snakes are sneaky snails !” the tiger said resentfully ! “Snake must have seduced the boy to keep him away from me !”

“She is probably up to no good”, the tiger thought, stroking his beard. “Maybe she’ll try to suffocate the boy !” He became furious and feared…

“The boy is in danger ! It is time for a fight ! I’ll be knocking at the snake’s door and I’ll kill her tonight !

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The snake was rising in suspicion and thought about a plan to murder the tiger too.

“That tiger must think he is smart, believing he can keep me and the boy forever apart ! I’ll teach him a ssserious lesson sssoon, tonight I sssneak out and kill him at full moon”.

Both animals went on a mission to claim back their rightful position !

That night was a thriller, they both met each other somewhere in the middle… There they were… ready for a fight, angry looks on their face, each showing their might !

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They were about to grab one another’s head, when they heard a cough coming out of a bed. They stopped their fight and looked dazzled. Next to their battle seemed to be the room where the boy was settled.

They decided to pause a while the fight, just to have a quick look at the boy and then end this matter once and for all tonight !

The boy opened his eyes and was amazed to see them both standing at his bed, they were holding his hands and praying God to restore his health.

The boy felt instantly better and gave a hug to both !

“Seeing you together as friends makes my heart full of joy ! You made my dream come true. This is a miracle !”, shouted the boy !”

Tiger and snake were now full of remorse, impressed by the boy’s precious love and incredible force.

The night the boy’s animals reconciled, a king was born with a dragon by his side !

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Make the magic happen and become a dragon…

Phuro! Be inspired!

Unspoken understanding

To keep you enslaved as an idiot, unaware of most everything, there are only a few concepts in which you must believe. One is that the outside world is separate from consciousness.

You must believe that what happens out there has nothing to do with you. You must believe that you are a small being in a large universe. As you will find out on this journey, this is not true.

Your body and the world are within you, not the other way around. Hard to grasp? Hard to believe? An analogy might help: when you dream at night, you think you are observing a dreamscape separate from you. “I am here, and there is the landscape of my dream.”

But when you wake in the morning, you suddenly realize that the whole thing, the dream and all of its characters and events, were a part of your psyche, taking place within you.

The same thing applies to waking life. You think, “I am here, and out there is the world,” but once you awaken to a higher reality, you realize that “out there” is a part of your consciousness and it was created by you.

Frederick E. Dodson (Parallel Universes of Infinite Self)

https://www.realitycreation.org/

 

XXYYXX – DMT over UNSPOKEN UNDERSTANDING directed by John Filipe http://www.JohnFilipe.com

Change the script

“Life has everything in it. But you only see what your perception allows you to see”

Bruce H. Lipton

One night I suddenly woke up from a dream. All I remember is that this dream looked like a violent movie scene. I saw a shovel being lifted up in the air and coming down in slow motion towards an object or a person on the ground, a scene in which you can see from the killer’s view that he’s going to attack someone. When the shovel was about to hit target, I woke up !

I sat straigth up in bed, wondering what just happened ! I was fully awake ! Was I going to be murdered in my dream and did I wake up just before it happened ?

I decided to go downstairs and take a glass of water in the kitchen, stepping down the stairs I noticed dancing lights in the hallway meaning someone was still up or had left the television on. I knew my son was the guilty one : the MTV channel was still on !

I stepped towards the remote control to turn off the television when a music video on screen caught my attention… It was a scene in the middle of the desert, a woman nicely dressed and wearing high heels, was walking towards a car, I saw her opening the trunk of the car. A man was lying in there, hands and feet tied up…then the woman took a shovel and raised it up in the air….

At that moment I realised that in my dream earlier, I wasn’t upset because I was the killer, I was the murderer ! I realised I wasn’t fearful or scared of what had happened because I wasn’t the one who got killed. It wasn’t a nightmare at all !

I closed my eyes and tried to recall my dream. I saw the shovel going up in the air and then down again, this time I not only saw myself decapitating a man,  I also sensed how hard my heart was beating, I could feel my accelerated breath, I felt the sweat on my body, I felt the thrill of the kill and the relief the dead body brought me.

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“No saint without a past, no sinner without a future.” A sentence I often read, followed by other advice from Babaji : “See God and Good in every face !” It crossed my mind that Babaji’s words could explain my dream…

Everything that appears in your world, started as an idea, as a concept you had in mind of it. You can’t see outwardly, what isn’t already there inwardly, inside of you. As within, as without. As we see others, we see ourselves. As we judge others, we judge ourselves.

When you see a person in your world who you dislike for example, you tell yourself : He’s like that and I am definitely NOT like that ! But the fact that you perceive him to be a despicable person, shows that quality already exists IN you, in your mind, in your conception or belief of reality.

You have to start realising that the feelings you are not able to express and that you are trying to hide, still exist. They simply become a part of your shadowside. These characters (hidden identities) you are afraid to look at will be mirrored back in your life as opposing forces ! That’s why you see the beggar, the thief, the liar, the cheater, the hooker…in others.

All these people or circumstances in your life are a product of the script you write and then take for real in life. All these types of people you meet, are all actors in your play, a play in which you play the leading part.

In the many roles you have played during your many lifecycles you have been both sinner and saint, murderer and victim, the good and the bad.

So if you want your story to evolve as it would please you, if you want it to be a happy one…Are you going to change the actors or let them decide the course of the play ? Or are YOU going to change the script of the story ?

 

Phuro! Be inspired!

 

In a dream…

When I was a child I thought there was a hidden room in my grandparents’ house. I imagined it so frequently that I was convinced the room really existed. Hidden for all but in plain sight for me !

I kept visiting this secret chamber because it felt magical to be there, it was a bright room with a large library and comfortable chairs that sucked me even further in a dream state. When I grew up I was deceived that it only took place in my imagination…

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But years later I found myself in that secret room again. The remembrance of the dream, the rediscovery of the room made me feel joyful, but it also reminded me of the deception so I said to myself “Don’t be caught too much in your imagination again…”

Then it dawned on me that this dream was about the wisdom of the heart : my secret room represented the core of my being ! This hidden room was my sacred space and I now remembered how to enter it !

Our whole life we seem to be in search for something we have lost but this inner intelligence is always with us, ready to guide and to teach us. It has always been there, it is always here now ! We have only forgotten how to access it.

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The very core of your being speaks to you but not often in a language you immediately understand. Although it is a personal conversation, you are not always able to interpret the messages. You can’t accept this inner wisdom ‘cause you can’t recognize it any more !

You can only tell by your own experience how this sacred space speaks to you. I can only tell that opening up to the power of the heart feels like returning home and stepping into a place of love and acceptance. A magical place full of ancient wisdom !

You can discard your true feelings as being an illusion your whole life but then you cut off the communication between you and this innate wisdom.

The heart may whisper or may not always use words but it speaks. Learn to listen !

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Phuro! Be inspired!