I’ve long taught that the universe does not prove what we believe to be true. Rather, our lives (and everything around us) are showing us what we believe. Furthermore, the universe honors you so completely that as you believe, it is so. Proof is provided! Your life is literally the living proof of what you believe. 

It’s as though creation is saying, “Oh! You’re believing in miracles and wonder – great, here’s a bunch! OH! You’re subscribed to victimhood and wrongness – great! Here’s a heaping helping of that!!” and so forth.

This is why every single one of us has all the supporting evidence needed to prove what we believe to be true. And in a sense, we are all right/true/correct. Because the universe is always showing it to us. As within, so without. It just happens to be showing different truth to everyone.

I know my truth is love. That love is ALL, through, before and behind. That the essential energy of God/Source/Creation is Love. And the world is constantly showing it to me, proving my belief to be true. Which doesn’t really mean anything except that I believe it so.

I realize at some point I consciously chose this belief. I recall saying to an early consciousness circle I facilitated (called “The Sweet Spot”) that since it appears we are all making up this reality, we may as well make up something really, really good.

And of course life is an interactive weave of all of our beliefs, so we encounter everything… I am not special or exempt from life’s challenges in any way. Things happen in my life just as they do in yours. Good fortune. Disasters. Boredom and banality. Beauty and bliss.

And this I believe: it is all Love.

Pele always reflects this so astoundingly. Today (watching from afar in the comfort of my own home) was about as wondrous as I’ve ever seen. I was tuned in to the V3 livestream camera at the exact moment the south vent absolutely exploded (the tephra, pumice, and lava heat destroyed that camera shortly afterward). 

I was in AWE. So I scrolled back through all three camera streams, screen-recording that moment of the explosion between 9:45 and 9:46 AM. Wild. Beautiful. Crazy powerful and destructive/creative.

And then as I looked through my recordings, I kept seeing the hearts. Above. Below. Within. Amazing. This does not surprise me. Because I believe it to be so. Though it does delight me every time.

How wondrous is this creation that it can precisely reflect an infinite variety of beliefs and truths at the same time? Love and hate. War and peace. Beauty and the Beasts. All true. 

Holy wow, indeed.

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All Love,

Christine

I’ve spoken before about how karma isn’t only just payback or the only the consequence of cause and effect (as in “we write all of the plays and play all of the roles…we played the bad guy, now we’ll play the good one”), but rather a gathering of all aspects of love into the whole of completion. 

In Bali, I felt like I was living the karmic wheel in a wholly new way – everything everywhere all at once. 

In some ways the flow of visions felt akin to a life review. A scene would arise and fall away, like a breath, of times “I” had known or lived. Yet in the same turn of the wheel of breath, other scenes would be arising and falling away at the same time. Everything was simultaneous, and differentiation came simply through where my focus was. It was like being in a time sphere from which you could look at everywhere at once. 

Notably, unlike reliving memories, there was no thought or emotion in the sphere. There was no personal identification with the one who had lived the scenes, just a sense of “Yes. There’s that. All of that. Now.”

As we received ceremony after ceremony for karmic cleansing and activating new blessings, awareness watched this curious, spherical wheel. It felt like discovering a new assemblage point of relationship with the eternal nature of the all-ness of now.

While this perspective is one I know well in theory, Bali brought a deeper embodiment its truth: everything is now. What a gift.

With this experience came a deeper capacity to be present in every moment without connection to other moments, past or future. I was keenly aware of how humans (or shall I just speak for myself here!) have a ubiquitous persuasion to live any given moment in reference to other moments. 

For instance, this being my 6th trip with groups in Bali, I wondered if perhaps it was my last. Part of me felt/feels it is. This would naturally (humanly) give rise to viewing all events through the lens of “the last time.” 

But I never felt this. I actually had no awareness of whether it was or wasn’t. First or last was no thing. For in reality, every time for anything is the only time. The one time. And in that sense any experience is the first and last time all at once. Only in reference to past or future do we give it some other designation.

If everything is now, then everything simply is. The power of every present now is that it is pristine – pure, true, and complete. Our experience of it only gets clouded and convoluted by living it in relation to what is not happening, meaning the past and the future, or perhaps our ideas of what should or shouldn’t be happening (i.e. attachment).

So the summation of the gift of this Bali Blessing is that the power of presence was deepened in tangible, beautiful ways.

All Love,

Christine