Third post of the new blog

Here is the third post of the blog, written while I have the energy to do so.  Why I think it takes energy out of me is another story, altogether.  The good news is that I am listening to 80's UK Rock on Soma.fm and this music is such unabashed self-truth, yet not obnoxiously so.  Oh, yes-this is a good mood.  One in which I wish to stay.  I remember whole years of my life where my sole purpose was to maintain this state as much as possible.  Not in a hedonistic, bratty way but in a-why wouldn't I-type of way.  I feel like I am writing to myself because I haven't built a readership yet, at least an acknowledged one.  Though I have yet to minorly advertise these actions, there is something in me that resists doing so.  As if to do so somehow would corrupt my attempts at honesty and integrity.  Low how the perception wonders.  These concepts of reality and perception I no longer believe are illusions but more the fantasy life of our dreams.  And why not delve into this sphere rather than the ordinary, tangible worlds which are all too talked about?  Do we all not search on some level for the extraordinary, for the unassuming yet painfully clear genius of a liberated mind?  Liberated, in the sense of one feeling free and ignited by what lights them up.  The transfer of focus from self to other for a moment long enough to feel the power of oneself, not squashed by other, but completely independent of other.  Self-focused in a way in which is not vane.  Hard to imagine at times but clearly possible.

That's all I have for now.  The sun beckons-come soak in me and go beyond your thoughts, words, impressions, the desire to share such.  There is so much everywhere-in the mind, the Earth, the other, the whole.  There is no differentiation in the space of all that is, in the deer I saw on the side of the road today or the dolphins I spied playing in the surf.  The Earth is alive and magic is afoot.  That phrase never grows old and neither do we.

All the love,

Tara