Man’INFESTation and your His-Story, not mine says the Embodied Being.

Let’s do a Re write here.
How about a New and Improved version. You know what I am talking about.
Some ways love to create those edited- perspective versions.

I used to love the word until I actually looked at it. Then sounded it out. Then was like…. nope.
Let me Embody my VERy own Story. Why encourage Man’Infestation when that clearly throws off the balance.

Once Upon a long long and continuous time there was a little vibration of energy.
That Simply Chose to Stay awake.

They saw that everyday Soleil arrived and then shifted to another space.
Then Opal Luna Shapeshifted depending on Soleil’s light.
They were Powerful together and the little vibration maintained their Energy by accepting what is. What always has been.
They Observed the Other Vibrations.
Some became Stagnant.
Some Angry and Boiling.
Others Sad and Dreary.
A few Happy and Bouyant.
Some Envious and then there were the Zombies.

There were so many energies. They each had a purpose.
To vibrate. Who doesn’t love vibrations?
When they could no longer vibrate, poof they shifted and dissolved into little Impression that merged into the others.
The residual Impressions either became stronger vibrations or weaker.
Weaker only when they felt like they had stepped on gum and choosing to dwell on the gum, well then became the gum.
You know what I am talking about.
The stronger vibrations sometimes got a little over their heads and well threw themselves off course.
Which are you?
Can you find how you can easily maintain your healthy vibrational self if you consciously choose to observe what is and not attach to the gum or the overindulging vibrations?

I can. I will. I am going to continue.

So there is this beautiful heart vibration.
That has a beat that matches the tides inside the mountain.
So heavy that you can feel it in your belly or maybe even deeper.

One step.
Another step.
That simple.
There isn’t another way.
No Infestation through Man’s His-story, but only thru yours. Our Story.
B/c we are all They, you know those Solar & Lunar Energies. Spiraling around with intention of Love or of Hate.

Hate…. such an unfortunate Soul the one that Hates. Hate me, then hate the mirror of you. Love me and Love the mirror of you. We are not different unless we choose to be different.
But Love only sees and sends more Love, bc there is no other way. Think about it….

The Engeries must maintain thru the practice of Embodying Truth. Truth of La Naturaleza.
The Spirit Winds will only stop when the world stops spinning on it’s axis and the brain quiets it’s thoughts. But sometimes, the habits are the enjoyment of the spiraling thoughts into confusion where being lost seems more pleasurable than being Truth.

A new Story. The Embodied Story of They.
Soleil y Opal Luna. with a lovely Oak resting within the Spirits and the Winds and the currents moving along as if not one Thought ever mattered. The leaves are born and the leaves die.
Not Yours.
Not Mine.

Ours.