living like an ancestor

hari the heart

the universe catches us
hears our prayers
opens the doors
    to revelation
if we stay close
to the path of medicine,
to the ancestral lines
of Mystery and devotion, 
to the lineages of fire,
earth and water, 
plant and stone,
the lineages of sea
and wind and mountain,
lineages born of cave and silence - 

earth is,
I am,
we belong
   as ancestors
   to this new kingdom
tending the fire
stirring the soup
gathering the medicines

In the path of life, there are no mistakes - if we have learned something, it is a success. To continue learning, we listen. The universe is speaking to us in all moments. Listen.

We must each, at some point, or at many crossroads, release completely what tethers us to the old, and leap into the unknown, in the name of our own heart’s authentic blooming. In the holy name of our truth, and in the humble acknowledgement to our own cosmic origin and design, we must, at some point, choose the path whose winding perfume and wild, unknown vistas pull us forward, and release our mechanical steps towards that paved concrete path that has been created for us, where we stay in our lane, obey the traffic lights and consume the lies. We need to unindoctrinate our destiny.

Revelation comes from the Latin word, “revelare”, which means, “to lay bare, uncover, unveil”.

Find the path that belongs to you. The path that never left you, but has been buried in your forgetfulness and holy rebellion to a system that was never meant for you. Sing your life awake by showing up for the truth in your life.

Hari Hari
Hari
the Heart 

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