Teacher to Teacher

 I recently heard how Elizabeth Warren knew she wanted to be a teacher and then she became one by virtue of a government that educated and invest on education. I think that teaching is a call that is hard to ignore, I am not sure I want to be a teacher but I sure have had many teachers in life, and therefore if I was a teacher, I would have these as my principles,

• A teacher teaches you to see the world. i.e an art teacher will help you see art in any endeavor, a philosophy teacher will teach you how to question, a history teacher will teach you how to collect data and analyze timelines, a good mathematics teacher will turn everything into equations and graphs, and then it will turn it on to the sciences... where you start just scratching the surface of what is this world, and what is it made of. 
• If I am ever a teacher I would like to wake up in the morning every day and be open and be sure that I will find a fellow teacher in the midst of my teachings. We are always taking notes. 
• A great teacher will direct your curiosity into the many aspects of love which is the power of the creative force within, she or he will start with an inquiring mind. 

• Teachers know that once the question is made, the answer will come from the Universe itself. 

To be honored to teach is to be humbly a Master of Self.

Viridiana

My comitment

The way I see it, one of the greatest fears I have had in my life has been the ability to commit, some may argue that his was because of my father did not commit to me, and those people may be partially right, however it is not only my father that showed me how to not commit, if anything his "on the face" lack of commitment was the best lighting that made clear the fact that people on earth have trouble committing. And I say people of earth, because I can only imagine that other entities, in higher realms, are committed to their existence, hence their longevity and their purpose on a large scale.

And just for the record, I dont believe in other life forms.... I KNOW... that there are countless of other beings that have been around for eons, and their existence permeates every layer of the known and unknown universes. There are beings in lower realms of existence, and also beings in higher realms of existence and this is truth.

But today, I am not expanding on other lives, I am expanding on my life and my insight, why? Because as above so below baby!!! If you are in the search for meaning, and truth, you know that the truth lays within you, and that you just have to scratch the surface of your own being to understand the macro and then... well you know the drill "How far down the rabbit hole you want to go?"

Back to commitment... I observe and people have lost their commitment, we go through life thinking that none can tie us down, because we are free... but are we really free or are we cowards and we can not commit, not to other, and not to ourselves, but to our purpose.

It is from the commitment to a purpose that the WORD gains power, and that the actions have meaning, when an ordinary person becomes a wizard, an architect of their own reality, an artist of their life.

It is my understanding that before we arrive, we know our mission, but it is only half of the mission, during our lives, not only must we remember the mission, but complete it and evolve.

Commitment to your purpose, once you find it... or at least when you can see the path, that may lead you to new views, new missions, new wonders... is a step that we must find.

Today, I can not claim that I have found my purpose in life, but I can say that I see the path in front of me, and I recognize it, because it feels like in my life... everything that has ever had meaning, everything that has left a print in my field, was a clue... a clue of the spiral I have walked for thousands of years, for within my shared experience lays the heart of a bigger purpose, a bigger being... a being called "humanity" and that is the path I see in front of me... To be the artist, that inspires, that creates, that calls on the eye of the stars and that is invited to savor the immensity of all the possibilities, the one that with a pure heart is called to guard those that need guarding, the one that is called to awaken those that are ready... That is who I aim and aspire to be one day, a representative of humanity in the higher orders of existence, to unlock the magic in me, to see energy in motion, to be energy in motion, to gain knowledge and to make it available to everyone so that they know where they came from, and so they can see the path of their own purpose.

My commitment is to the path of magic, knowledge love and humanity with an open heart, with reverence to the Goddess and God.

Prayer

I used to think that praying was asking God for things, like favors.

Until one day I was watching an interview with Carolyn Myss and Lilou Mace, Carolyn read a prayer out loud and it was something like I have never heard before. Rather than asking for things, Professor Myss delivered a poem and soon it became clear, a prayer is not the equivalent to "rezar" which is the meaning I attached based on my Spanish understanding of the word, it is rather an "Alabanza", I understood that prayer's root is to "praise" to "elevate", to hold high in esteem and admiration.

So I realized prayer to God is not a petition but an expression of how does the love for God makes us feel, and where do we see it. A prayer is the poetry that comes out of the contemplation of God and its meaning to human kind. And soon I felt right there in the wing of God, the Mother, the Universe and the Awe! for my heart had spoken in prose since I can remember, my heart opened wide seeing how much love I had, and how blind I was.

That is why gratitude is the easiest most bare minimum we can do when praying , for gratitude does not ask but rather elevates both recipient and broadcaster.

Thank you

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Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GARZKhEMNOo

Story of a Fallen Star

I was blinded by the smile and your eyes.
After watching about thousands of planets through millions of years, after seeing all the stories and all the lies, one day we crossed paths. And then you saw me, and you blinked your eyes and I could hear your heart. After that we talked every day, you were my only friend, the only one that had ever made me feel alive.

And one day you forgot, I saw your world grow dark, darker than the usual color of the night. I could not hear you, and then one day I saw you in that edge. How could you think you were alone? How could you think your life was not worth?

You see, the sky shined brighter ever since the first time you blinked at me... did you think it was a coincidence? I screamed and you could not hear. So yes! I was blinded, I could not bare to lose that light that comes off from your smile. And I rushed across the skies, I had to come to tell you that you are wrong, that I need you because you make this eternity less dull. Because I didn't know humans until I met you. .... You saw me!