Category: Meditations Monday

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This was me several years ago, right after the fallout of the housing market crash of ’09. I lost everything and became homeless. Then, there was a shift in my intention, a lesson that taught me how to cherish the worthless air in my inflatable dingy over the costly cabin cruiser that it was tethered to. I suppose that this is when God started to open my heart to Jesus.

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It is as I said before, when I see the stones scattered about, it’s like a woodshop trash bin full of crumpled up pieces of used sandpaper. They take on a repeating geometric form, after folding the sandpaper a few times.

It is God that open my eyes to it and the ancient people that put those stones there for me to retrieve. Now, it’s time to get to work. Please consider supporting the cause.

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For me, these are the most fun, because they’re not just stones carved to represent various animals. The backs of the stones are sculpted to match the human palms and fingertips, to help secure the stone within the cradle of the hands.

I am looking forward to unraveling this really fun twist to the IndianRock.art journey.

Thousands of years ago, they left, preserved in the Earth, a lost language. This language, not of words, isn’t spoken. It is understood. This understanding, under the right conditions, manifests a link between the mind/body and, all that is, time-and-space.

All will seem to blend together, like tiny miracles forming an ultimate truth that surrounds one’s doubt with undeniable evidence of an extremely divine presence.

I know hardly anything else but the fight, that is my life. I’m guessing, this is how God forges His warriors, building up, from the ground, their stone foundations, giving them a solid platform from which to speak against the unjust acts of men, and women, upon the trajectory of humanity.

It’s my guess that Leonardo da Vinci, as a child, turned inward while asking questions and to the cycles of the natural world for the answers. There, in the caverns of his meditation, God spoke to him, the language of the universe.

Lamanite

Everything is a reflection of everything else, and all exist in cycles. -The Lamanite Seer

Sometimes I wonder. This time I don’t. I have been holding onto this message for the Hopi Tribe since the beginning. …waiting, searching for something hidden, now revealed.

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To all leaders, prophets, and posers alike, with your silly workings of the matrix-construct, take note: God speaks through His Chosen, and you don’t want to get in His way. Judgement comes, brothers and sisters. And unless you have died and been resurrected, you will stand before the Almighty, where He will bear my report. May God have mercy, and may the children blaze the path of peace.

Truly, I have witnessed the will of God working through the creatures of Mother Earth. I tell you now, they all have their place, make no mistake, and they will be saved.

For my cat,

‘Luna’ – March 2010 to Oct16 2024 – The cool cat that blessed the stones and alerted me of the shadow. Now, go and see Jesus. He has a soft hand and a warm hearth. There, you can rest in peace. I love you.

My suffering is a path for your enlightenment. Let this light shine, illuminating the path, away from this, our darkest hour.

For, the elected leaders are failing us- allowing the shadow to manifest upon the Earth.

The will of God, along the cycle, will swipe the unholy from the stone pillar from which they have been standing. There, of two lands, a figure shall appear: The Indigo Warrior

left and right join together to cradle the precious stone

Hidden behind the matrix, exists the spiritual dimension. It is more real than the tangible. There, the light and the shadow roll about attempting submission; all the while, not finding balance-through-harmony and not discovering that they are one-in-the-same. This spiritual battle will continue for eternity, but it is not required within the matrix. It is only when the ego is introduced, that the division takes hold.

In meditation, there is no self. There is no ego. There is only the path… the way.