Shalumba

AM that I am! Quite a line, in fact so profound and comprehensive it is an aiming to unforeseen depths.
A proud and truest statement it is, since it is an acceptance of self, gloriously so. There is power in it and laughter and faith. And the whole grand array of stabilities as well; everything dances from the joy that’s contained in it. Like a sparkle, reflecting back from the durability of the eternal.
The effervescent, limber many aspected richness of each being as such has no need to shrink away in wretchedness and pity for itself in its human state.
Do we ask for assistance? Well, those in need ask but wouldn’t it be a maturing in a sense if we looked up with open eye an senses.
Sending our need out into the universe, with action, with drive, with a will and with enough faith to set open the receiving power, that it be activated.
For, receiving successfully is not a passive act; it’s a very active participation and a fruition at once, and as well.


Create! create then, the while one and each has the capacity, is inherently creative, even unto the sense of the tremendous.

To be simply yourself, what you are and whomever you are.

If this can be accepted so as to begin from there then we are a long way already, basically.
Such, whom among other stupendous traits can face self, minus the human anxiety! Such would be fear inspiring somehow.
One that has truly overcome! a Ruler…
That stems from an all enveloping trust which emanates power. Anxiety at this human stage, still serves as a protective shield of means, until the better readiness.



The king appeared he poses
At the bower amid the anemones-
Whose fragrance alert the heart
With the dawn of his appearing;
At his beckoning we are become
As streams of melted honeydew
Wellsprings enthralled
In a glance-
As captivated beings
Beheld of all eternity



Crowned with splendor
The three rayed star
Of the realm!
The worlds sway a new
Universe comes to motion
Rays of power bursts,
Grand rings of splendor
New worlds springing forth
Within time and beyond
Where time
Is no longer reckoned





Fell asleep early evening, very tired, heavy showers outside. At falling asleep and being reawakened – have an awareness that consciousness, or that part of self flows out over quite a large area. And every sound and happening registers upon the whole of the area, which is then identified or superimposed on the me.
Every sound that would awaken registers somewhat painfully and makes that area regress too suddenly, and from there the near pain or discomfort, at each startling.
Dreamed busily, not like ordinarily – later moved downstairs, not actually step by step as when awake, but by a sort of gliding or floating down.
Remember the dancing star in the expanse of what is the self as well! Never forget it, even amid time in its progressing – which could become a contributing factor all the more, to a forgetting of that fullness.
Got it in my bones to dance…such dancing! Get to wondering if an exotic avenue could be discovered that way into the past!
As it is claimed – that in that strange merging of time we dance now, doctor now, are influenced by the philosophies of times past and the present time self. Even as the I here in the moment, thinking, defining would be influencing other components, while in turn, am influenced of this same interlinking.
Mentioning the magic self, the while in this we must concentrate the more on such aspects, on the opening up of such insights.
The magic self can transport one, it exists in the mid knowledge. Trouble is, we are so clogged down – all the while we’re an assembly of singing vibrations. Just now there’s a purple hue about my fingers as I write. Am beginning to perceive these hues often now.
Have come to the conclusion from the several incidents and happenings it can be stated that we flow out and regress back inward of a magnificence.
We join hands from being sighted, and strengthen the world with a new vein, which in being reinforced will expand unto all ends of the circuit. Sending new life, renewed vitality of ever increasing awareness round.
For we are the circuits each in turn and individually. Circuits or cells one and each, in the Grand Body of Being.
Jointly, and in being magnified each in the outspoken individuality expressed, and through each experience magnified.

This is the expanding universe! And then again it regressed like a breath exhaled and breathes the fuller in expanding circuit and magnificent power gathering repetition ever renewed.
And so it truly seems that progress unto purest form of spirituality is in the reduction of religious formula, into its simplest components.
From there is transcendence unto ultimate clarity.
Alas, but for that lingering anxiety as yet, hallmark of our enduring un-readiness.
If human anxiety could be overcome in all its apprehensiveness, there would then remain no fear. Imagine the eyes then in that case. One would be caught in the expanse of such eyes; they’d have to be shielded.
We have all sort of safety valves to shield us, or rather to ground us with protective barriers. Unless revelation becomes to immediate, and it be too overwhelming should personal power not match up to withstand, to the degree of the measure so gifted within us.
Sometimes you hear with a finer hearing, see with a finer seeing. As if a sense other than the ordinary switched into a seeing beyond and around to the core. Or from an inner core that permits the shells momentarily to fall away. Even as to the birds singing, their sound links on to the beyond, with a yet fuller more enduring sense to it all.