A meandering waltz through time and space, we begin to pick apart what it means to be human. We dissect and decode the ways in which we are programmed to present as this individual self and are asked to embrace the notion of change. In ignorance we dwell no longer, as we learn to harness The Revolution of Knowledge that we find ourselves experiencing as a species. If new and different call you forth into the unknown, then I invite you to join me in untangling yourself from the world, as it seems timely for the human collective to slowly begin defining exactly what it is that we are, and to start admitting more to the truth of ourselves. It is time for a wake-up call and what better alarm bell to ring than that of reality?
Our species is made up of stories, we are defined as well as contained by them, and somewhat scared of letting them go. Our identities are entangled by what we think we know, so really, what we are scared of is a loss of our egoic selves, not the silly and often harmful stories that we cling to. Herein, we slowly uncover the truth of who you are and who there is still a chance to become. I do not talk here about improving yourself, much better to accept yourself and embrace the full, whole and colourful human that you were born to be. We must stop living in fear of our own humanness, we must stop smothering the truth of ourselves in shame and denial if we are to move forwards as a humanity. We are all a bit fudged up, can we just let that be okay now?
It is the wellness of our children that concerns me the most, what their futures look like, what their prospects are for a happy life lived well and expansively. With a matrix of information available at the touch of a fingertip, it is time to start discerning the truth from the lies if our children are to have any chance at surviving this mad house they are soon to inherit. I spent a long time delving into the past to make way for a better future for myself, and now I’d like to share what I found with the rest of the world… FAITH.
Before we dive into the thick of it, I will invite you to read a poem intended to slowly align yourself with the ways in which we will be moving forwards herein; to prepare you for looking inwards, based on what you might come to observe in the mirrors of self you will be presented with. To find your way toward Truth, you must first dispel the clouds of lie and illusion that are fogging up your mind’s eye and have you seeing the world as anything less than what it is… A loving gift of Grace, here for us to enjoy, share, and find gratitude in for its wonders. Life is the miracle we’re all searching for and I hope that this book will bring you all a little closer to finding a sense of gratitude, whilst helping our children learn to live with it from the get-go.
Gratitude is a speedy cure for all things untrue in this world, including one’s own sense of suffering and any lingering longing for a reality different to one’s own. It is the bravest thing in the world, to face one’s reality, and even braver still to support one’s own child in doing so; for you are a fixture of that reality and in turn, you must allow them to recognise the truth of what you are, which can be a scary thing indeed. Please read on to enjoy the aptly placed poem… Don’t Be Scared…
Don’t be scared dear ones,
Welcome the thought of change.
Open up your minds and hearts,
To the idea of a New Age.
It is with children in mind that I speak,
With their health and wellbeing at heart.
In light of how disconnected we’ve come to be,
How far from the truth we’re seemingly apart.
There is no answer I can provide,
To ease your discomfort, sorrow or pain.
There is no trick, no miracle pill,
Nothing to justify, reason or name.
I have no god to offer you,
No deity in your faith to place.
I simply offer a mirror,
To look in and see your own grace.
The world presents our reflection,
It tells us every lie we ever believed.
And I found the only point to place my faith,
Was toward the light that I found within me.
The very same light exists,
In all of us, it’s true.
But what prevents us from seeing it,
Except the illusions they’ve sold to you?
Do you know that you’re beautiful?
Do you know you’re made up of stars?
Do you wander around in awe,
With the truth of yourself in your heart?
There is no way to know,
What is right from wrong.
Other than to feel your way,
Toward the stories that truly belong.
All that doesn’t belong creates conflict,
Inside of yourself is where it exists.
Only words spoken aloud become real,
As your distaste with reality permeates and persists.
What do you spend your time talking about?
Is it a jolly good waste of time?
Or do you sit and treasure each moment,
That shall never again be yours, nor mine?
Time is something we’ll never stop,
Nor catch as a fleeting thought.
Can you start to ask yourself,
In which part of the past you are caught?
Does the story you’re telling even belong to you?
Or to another time and place?
Are the thoughts you’re believing even relevant,
Or are your judgments totally misplaced?
Stop treating the world as your enemy,
Come to see it as a mirror instead.
One to reflect back all the lie and illusion,
That exists only in your own head.
It is time to stop believing,
In regurgitated and manipulated truths.
And shift more to the heart of who we ought to be,
If we only believed that we could.
The truth is, it’s too late for us,
Our way of programming is all set.
Like computers hardwired to process and react,
According to the wiring in our own head.
But our children, now they have a fighting chance,
At becoming what we cannot.
Healthy, happy, contented humans,
Comfortable and accepting of their lot.
Gratitude is the answer to most of our strife,
When our greed is balanced in kind.
Our intrinsic fear of not enough,
Is but an ancestral fear of our collective mind.
There is no need to fear The Other,
Not any longer and never more.
If we are brave enough to face the past,
And finally close its door.
We now know more than any other,
Conscious beings that we so are.
And as knowledge evolves, so too do we,
For already we’ve come so far.
But when do we say, ‘Enough now!’
When do we stop wasting our time?
Repeating conflict belonging to the past,
Never neither yours, nor mine?
These stories that separate, they are not ours,
They never were and never shall be.
Can we let the light of children shine as truth,
And let them become what we were meant to be?
Can we prepare them for a world that doesn’t love,
And teach them to love themselves?
For this is the thing we all need to survive,
The battle in which we find ourselves.
The world has taken you hostage,
Filled you up with things untrue.
It told you that you should be scared of me,
And I, in turn, of you.
This fear is how they control you,
Who are they, I’ll never know.
But I do know the fear they create and sustain,
Is what prevents the world from becoming whole.
Whole people is what will make the world whole,
Healed, healthy, happy individuals are key.
And I’m sorry to break it to you buddy,
But it’s too late for you and me.
However, we still have a chance to save the kids,
We have a chance to set them free.
If we have the courage to face the truth,
By looking at you, and realizing, you’re just like me.
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Where does Ana Maria get the ideas?
“I’ve spent my lifetime reading and thinking, as well as observing… and thinking… and living… and thinking. Basically, I think about everything that comes my way. Some experiences matter more than others, but everything came to be a part of the whole that I am today! Below, you will find a link to some of the more important reading recommendations, those which came to shape and influence me in memorable ways. The other thing I recommend is travel (if you can), since this challenges and expands a person in ways incomprehensible to the human psyche… the changes simply occur as a result of the experiencing of different and new. A mind may change from these moments placed in the unknown, and when the mind changes, you change. Yet, without the means to travel, a good read may just take you someplace new too… since the mind is able to venture to places this body never can. With love, Ana Maria.”