“Power is gathered in Silence”
The Oracle of Timelessness
Can you remember a time when you have been rendered speechless? When something entered your field of sensory perception that stunned you to silence? Think about it. Were your eyes open in wonder or closed in hopes of invisibility? Which one is easier to remember right now?
The year 2020, has been a grand master of dropping us into un-explainable territory. It is a year of masking and unmasking our bodies, our minds, our sensory fields of perception. We are now full on into the territory of the mystical practice of “no one is exempt from facing themselves.” This is a year of dreams coming true. Even the ones we forgot about or want to forget about. They did not forget about us.
Don Juan Matus, a master teacher of Light, Awareness and Power talks about how to access time/place situations and people at all levels of awareness, as worthy opponents of awakening. He speaks of embracing each circumstance as if your life depended on it. He reminds us that death is our only appointment and to use our attention to liberate our perception from the confinements of the mundane world and the the courage to live in the realms of the mystery.
“For me there is only the traveling on paths that have heart, on any path that may have heart, and the only worthwhile challenge is to traverse its full length–and there I travel looking, looking breathlessly.” “Anything is one of a million paths. Don Juan Matus
Who is it that you find yourself quarantined with during this pandemic? How do they support you to be the best self you can be or the worst self? What are you learning? What tendencies, fears, moods are you wrestling with?
From the Waters of Tecopa–Medicine Oracle for the Times
You are invited to join us for a Zoom investigation of your current hunting grounds. Join us a 9 am PST, Monday, May 18, 2020. Please accept the invitation below to journey with others into territory of personal/global crisis and free yourself from that which destroys your ability to be awestruck by the power of silence.
Happy Hunting Grounds…