Freshness in Santa Barbara and the Importance of SPIRIT over facts

Last night while listening to music that had rain in the background I saw it was about Feng Shui and I was taken to a simple little bamboo shelter in my meditation that kept the rain off of me and gave me heightened senses. I was like a hut in the Philippines and YOU/SPIRIT were my shelter from the rain. It felt like the simplicity of the meaning of shelter. I have been having synchs lately with the word "Soothing" as so much has been going on in my reality with our trips to Santa Barbara and Lompoc and a huge amount of info has been coming in lately which will be forming into my writing soon. 

Pam and I spent the day Friday in Santa Barbara walking the beach and speaking with folks at the Santa Barbara Shellfish Company and had a glass of wine at the Hyatt Santa Barbara. 

I was calling back and forth with Brett who was in Anaheim schmoozing at the Elks Lodge and we traded stories about where we each were currently hanging out and hob nobbing. LOL

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The reality of MY LIFE that came from reaching for "YOU" has become greater than all "Scribbling by Scribes" in that if one reaches to the SPIRIT in their intention to interact through synchs and comes to know one's life, this is so much more important and a rock to hold on to than the rightness of appearances that to comes from knowing Scripture or facts that actually amount to nothing and leads to endless debate such as religion and politics. For to know the SPIRIT makes an experience that in one moment the smallest of points these that love "interpretation or facts" has overlooked to occur that reveals the nothingness of such a reality without SPIRIT even to the breaking of the heart if the heart be of true intent. 

From the beginning of my life
I have been looking for your face
but today I have seen it.

Today I have seen
the charm, the beauty,
the unfathomable grace
of the face
that I was looking for.



Today I have found you
and those that laughed
and scorned me yesterday
are sorry that they were not looking
as I did.



I am bewildered by the magnificence
of your beauty
and wish to see you with a hundred eyes.

My heart has burned with passion
and has searched forever
for this wondrous beauty
that I now behold.


I am ashamed
to call this love human
and afraid of God
to call it divine.


Your fragrant breath
like the morning breeze
has come to the stillness of the garden

You have breathed new life into me
I have become your sunshine
and also your shadow.



My soul is screaming in ecstasy
Every fiber of my being
is in love with you


Your effulgence
has lit a fire in my heart
and you have made radiant
for me
the earth and sky.



My arrow of love
has arrived at the target
I am in the house of mercy
and my heart
is a place of prayer. Rumi


Now in this pursuit to reveal the true intentions of my heart I have been intentionally misunderstood over and over by those that hide behind an interpretation of shame and blame. But to know the true intention even from a child of my experience would be to know someone that has always only seen the SPIRIT as the way and avoided all dogma.

I actually have loved "scripture" my whole life but knew that the interpretations of men were not the way of the SPIRIT but how the SPIRIT reveals itself to the heart cannot be spoken.
I mean what Christian, Muslim, or Jew would want the story of Joseph and his coat of many colors taken from humans because we misunderstood? So rather the true lover of the SPIRIT would that the whole world be "silenced" in their interpretations that come from reading so that the subtle meanings of the SPIRIT could be made manifest.