SophiaLove – Declaration Of Joy

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Sophia Love – Declaration Of Joy 

More gifts from our angel “down under”…
“I am still 28, Declaration of Joy.”
Too often is heart’s desire at odds with the brain’s understanding. The brain is easily beguiled by surface-level forms, quick to attribute ‘truth’ to whatever it is told, quicker still to change it’s ‘mind’ as new information comes to light. The heart, meanwhile, knows nothing of this. Cardiac perception drifts along undercurrents, informing us (if we choose to listen) of the most joyful route of all the possible paths through our lives.

I choose to swim below the surface, and move the way joy makes me move, because I trust joy, and the unknown source it arises from.

I choose to swim below the surface, and move the way joy makes me move because I trust joy, and it’s origins – I trust that even at times when what feels joyful is seemingly at odds with what ‘makes sense,’ there is wisdom in what feels joyful. I trust that by swimming below the surface and seeking the undercurrent of joy in everyday life, I am not being ‘silly,’ or ‘foolish.’ I trust I am not being lazy, not being a slacker, not being naive or unrealistic. I trust that by swimming below the surface and seeking the undercurrent of joy in everyday life I am, in fact, changing the nature of everyday life.

I choose to swim below the surface, and move the way joy makes me move because I trust joy, it’s source, and it’s wisdom… I trust the power of joy to transform our world. I trust the process of creation, knowing that all creation begins within, invisible and unseen. I trust that by honoring and aligning my actions with what is joyful, what I am creating is an individual life full of joy… and thus increasing the overall level of joy within our collective global society.

I choose to swim below the surface, and move the way joy makes me move because I trust joy: it’s source, it’s wisdom, and it’s transformational potency. I trust that even when the whispers of joy seem to beckon me onward into a scary place, a place of darkness and pain, that even then joy knows what it is doing. I trust that even when the way joy makes me move does not feel ‘good,’ this is not because I am not following joy – rather this is because joy, growth, and pain are inextricably interrelated, and indeed often one and the same, inseparable.

I choose to swim below the surface, and move the way joy makes me move because I trust joy: it’s source, it’s wisdom, it’s transformational potency, and it’s pain. I trust I trust the dynamic, ever-shifting nature of joy: I trust that even when there is nothing in me that I can recognize as ‘joy,’ this does not mean that joy is gone. I trust the space it leaves behind as it seems to depart from me, and so I move forward into that space and faithfully investigate the emptiness.

I choose to swim below the surface, and move the way joy makes me move because I trust joy: it’s source, it’s wisdom, it’s transformational potency, it’s pain, and it’s disappearance. I trust that I am not other than joy, that in trusting joy I am in fact trusting myself. I trust that I know more than I know that I know, and that although some of my consciousness does indeed travel along surface-level truths of material/temporal reality much, much ‘more’ of what is essentially ‘me’ is in essence the same as what is essentially ‘joy.’ I trust that by choosing to trust joy I am choosing to trust myself, and so consciously deciding to be what I already am.

I choose to swim below the surface, and move the way joy makes me move because I trust joy: I trust it’s source, it’s wisdom, it’s transformational potency, it’s pain, it’s disappearance, and above all I trust it’s intimate, familiar sentiency.

 

 

 

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i luv the way.............

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thank you for saying what i wanted to express but couldnt...............i am not a guest,just forgot to log in.   i feel so much connection, telepathy, my feelings are the same as yours and others.............thank you gratitude and love ...........arun