Freedom

Freedom is an adventure with no end, in which we risk our lives and much more for a few moments of something beyond words, beyond thoughts or feelings. To seek freedom is the only driving force I know. Freedom to fly off into that infinity out there. Freedom to dissolve; to lift off; to be like the flame of a candle, which, in spite of being up against the light of a billion stars, remains intact, because it never pretended to be more than what it is: a mere candle. ~ The Art of Dreaming

Allow your assemblage point to move from its habitual position and don’t get lost in perceiving the familiar. Better yet, don’t insist that others identify with your perception.

This has been a crazy month. Having spent more time around more people than usually accustomed to or comfortable with was not the best of things. For me. If one more person told me “you should do this, or you should’ve done this” perhaps my life would become one of complete hermitage. Freedom is important to me. My life has been spent seeking freedom, independence, and individuality; liberated from the dominant paradigm and all of the patterns that are the epitome of the mold of man.

A shaman that I know told me not to tell anyone anything…unless they ask. This is good. It means that you are not pinning people down with your thoughts, entrapping them with beliefs that may not be theirs. It is a form of empowerment, letting them do what they want and as a result possibly discovering a new creative outlet. Or screwing up and learning from their mistakes. A warrior gives others the freedom to operate in the manner that best serves them and has no attachment or expectation to their process as it unfolds.

Freedom to dissolve; to lift off; to be like the flame of a candle, which, in spite of being up against the light of a billion stars, remains intact, because it never pretended to be more than what it is: a mere candle. This part of the quote is inherent for a warrior. Simply put it is the ability to break free of all perceptual patterns that we either hold onto as part of our socialization or our willingness to compromise ourselves in order to “fit in” or to be accepted in the glimmer of the dominant paradigm. The more mindful one becomes of the limitations that perceptual beliefs place upon us, the freer one becomes from fitting the round peg in the round role. Round pegs in square holes are quite interesting!

To be connected to the inner silence eliminates the need to constantly attempt to make sense of something. A sound may very well be coming from something outside of our ordinary field of awareness. The need to rationalize it only serves to minimize the possibility of what it may potentially be. When one connects with intent they must be free to allow intent to flow through and around them without the need to identify it.

The other night while in deep and powerful silence in my backyard there was an unusual and different sound, one I hadn’t heard before. The sound made me smile, certain it was an appointment with power and being in complete acceptance of its uniqueness. Then I heard it again and again and my mind wanted to identify it. How sad for me…my mind said, bird, child, frogs…and then my assemblage point shifted back to its habitual position and the mystique and magic of that moment was ruined. While the sound was never identified with clarity, my ability to accept the sound in freedom and enter into heightened awareness came to a halt.

Someday we will be able to silence our minds from the external chatter, the preconceptions, the repetition of the patterns of perception. This is why a warrior’s goal is to erase personal history, recapitulate and shift the assemblage point. To move fully into freedom from what everyone else is telling them, freedom of everything as it was in order to appreciate and accept the beauty of each, individual single flame without being imposed upon by a reality that doesn’t belong to them. To be dancing in freedom and in the full beauty of their own self-expression.

Once you learn to discern the voice of Mother Culture humming in the background, telling her story over and over again to the people of your culture, you’ll never stop being conscious of it. Wherever you go for the rest of your life, you’ll be tempted to say to the people around you, ‘How can you listen to this stuff and not recognize it for what it is?’ ~ Daniel Quinn

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