Just as everything else in the universe, we are made of energy and a field of energy constantly flows through us and surrounds us.
There comes a point on the warrior’s path when we no longer seek awakening as a distant horizon. Awareness is already here—it always has been—and we have become it. Presence already breathes through us. Energy is already moving, shaping and dissolving in every moment. We find that we have already touched the ground of awareness and feel the current of energy moving within and around us. It is for those who no longer look for truth as something hidden, but wish to embody it more fully in the movement of daily life.
All spiritual belief systems and religions have a similar goal in mind: to attain deeper states of spiritual awareness. For some, this is called ascension, for others it can be wisdom, insight, enlightenment, or connection to the divine. I was raised Roman Catholic and when I turned eighteen I left the church to explore other options. These have included many spiritual paths that ultimately lead to unity consciousness. Some people on their spiritual journey are content to remain invested in the philosphies and principle’s of their specific path—to follow it through to the zenith of their commitment. Other’s find themselves longing for more in alignment with freedom and a deep understanding of the interconnectedness of all things.
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The spirit of a warrior is not geared to indulging and complaining, nor is it geared to winning or losing. The spirit of a warrior is geared only to struggle, and every struggle is a warrior’s last battle on earth. Thus the outcome matters very little to him. In his last battle on earth a warrior lets his spirit flow free and clear. And as he wages his battle, knowing that his intent is impeccable, a warrior laughs and laughs. – Don Juan, A Separate Reality
Only if one loves this earth with unbending passion can one release one’s sadness. A warrior is always joyful because his love is unalterable and his beloved, the earth, embraces him and bestows upon him inconceivable gifts. The sadness belongs only to those who hate the very thing that gives shelter to their beings. – Don Juan, Tales of Power