My Deeper Mission
The Spark of Conscious Life
The act of Life is the act of motion.
At first glance, you may think that because the body moves, it is the source of life. After all, the body is all we see, all we touch, and all we move.
But is it? Living in this current Age of the developing state, our reliance on physical action is limited. It is purposely designed for us to stay put, keeping us confined.
Yes, within our spiritual life we cannot yet travel freely, as we are held here by the biological development that shapes human existence.
The act of Life is the act of motion.
Yet, this motion is limited by the earthly air—a resource purposely supplied to assist the "unborn" spirit within this enclosed dimension.
To step outside these limits is to truly mature. It is to grow to live without the need for that earthly supply, an evolution that depends entirely on the growth of your own energy-self.
Yet, your growth is not limited in an earthly life.
It is a profound ability to achieve the need from dependence on external supply.
Through this act of independence, we harvest the true self.
Why can't we now?
Can you live a life without an oxygen supply space
—breathing not an enclosed earthly atmosphere,
but the pure continuity of your own being?
What, then, is this act of motion?
Where lies true existence?
It is not the body, though it dances before our eyes.
It is not the mind, though it plays the master.
Rather, it is the unseen force of motion itself to move your vessel.
that breathes vitality into your flesh
—a binding current intertwining body and mind.
It is the turning key, self-igniting upon restoration;
the silent pulse that sets the universe in motion, daring to call itself LIFE.
It places you in cycles of repetitive patterns,
yet offers the chance to break free.
It carries your weight of exhaustion;
the heavy need to let you go, and it takes over when you surrender.
Once it puts you to sleep, it transforms its functionality,
entering a mode to recharge itself from its "connection" on the other end.
It reclaims its essence as you drift into slumber
—only to rise again, renewed and ready
to serve the mind and body once more.
In biological life, it is the need to arrive.
And when it departs, it gathers everything in its life,
leaving only ashes behind.
Yet, it is driven forward by an unseen belief.
It arrives with a purpose, bound to a mission it will never abandon
—the tireless duty that keeps the heart beating,
the quiet devotion that labors in love,
even when you forget it is there.
What Enable Us to See?
