As we move into the deep introspective time of year, I wanted to share a couple things I wrote about the simplistic nature of living New Life (USARA), or life upon and after embodied "enlightenment" or a state of embodied being-ness.
In fact, I want to stress this topic is now what we are moving into in the private patron group.
What does life look like post-realization and keeping the physical form here on Earth as a vessel rather than a physical body the human tends to over identify with prior to embodiment?
What does life look like once the human fixed identity becomes fluid in form staying true to the changing tides of our own consciousness?
How do we operate when the mental and emotional bodies have dissolved and our biology becomes an facet, a vessel of consciousness, over an unruly aspect ridden with pain, disease and suffering?
How are decisions made into actual choice in a state of complete integration when we do not have a collective mind chatter to draw from or the illusion of logic?
How does pure awareness of Spirit look and operate in every day life as an embodied being?
On the patron page, these are questions we are answering from the voice of a sovereign collective. I do not speak from the bully pulpit but rather from a circle in which all the seats are faced to the center and all on a level ground (no hierarchy). I am simply putting in words the experience, drawing both from my own and from the beings around me.
The patron page has gone through a shift recently, some of the original folks left - in honor both ways - saying they want to "do this on their own". With deep understanding and awareness, I so respect this.
And, it is quite strange to me because there isn't a souled being out there who is not "doing it" on their own. Peace is an inside job. Realization and embodiment occur within the caverns of our being-ness. No one can do it for you. It cannot be done in a group mentality. And there actually is no "doing it"; there is only being it.
As those beautiful beings left who helped laid the groundwork (thank you!) for the sovereign collective, even more came in. The people coming into Patron having already dropped "doing it", traded that for "being it" as all naturally unfolds. We capture snapshots of this coming together for brief moments in between the all-in alone space.
We often live very solitary lives, and this space provides a little connection and understanding to break up the big chunks of solitude, which are necessary, and sometimes it is nice to have a bit of human connection.
In 2020, I feel even more beings reaching awareness of their realized states of being. I have lost count of those on Patron - there's more and more people stepping into that initial state of self-realization and even more, finding themselves in the steady state of the point of no return.
Realization becomes a fluid point rather than a hard finish line. It is a dance with no dance floor. And when realization is no longer a goal, people do not step into the space as seekers, but celebrators of what already is. This is a huge turning point for our space on the patreon platform.
Realization, creational intelligence (gnost), embodiment, the free energy or light body are not something we create. They have always existed - without birth or death or being lost or being found. These states of being were never not so. It is simply a matter of tapping into what already is.
Those on the patron page know this, and they come to share what it looks likes stepping into this awareness of what is, what always has been, and what will always be.
The human details may be different, but the underlying streams of consciousness - while sovereign - hold similarities, which we can bring together in creation of potentials and possibilities for those choosing consciousness over automation for eons to come.
The patron page is like a buffet - it includes group calls, articles, videos and more. People walk through the buffet line, placing appetizing topics on their plate, and walking past the ones that do not appeal to their sense of smell and taste.
It is my happy place, and as a result, I am taking a break from Facebook for a bit, to focus on what is offered there.
I have two articles to share. One I wrote for when things start to feel complex. Each sentence is a doorway to walk through, if you choose. The second one is a short story of what it is like to live embodied and venture out into society.
Happy Holidays, dear friends. Thank you for being with me, us, through a truly beautiful year, personally and professionally.
After some tugging and resistance to staying here on Earth with my vessel of consciousness, through this biological integration, I have found a deep peace, which I now realize contains everything I ever wanted, every desire or passion, both human and divine. To be.
I wish for everyone to have their peace on Earth moment, this holiday season. May it stay with you through your end of this human incarnation and set you up in your New Life in utter perfection, without having to leave physical form, only to return upon Earth's shores once again and begin anew.
Stepping into New Life can be an aggravating and irritating experience. It is my hope to provide doorways that do not lead you, but that reduce the sting of resistance as one moves from the realized state into a completely new world, called USARA.
With deep love, gratitude, and creative compassion,
Energy is simply communication. It is the song of the soul.
Consciousness is simply awareness. It is the silent whisper of the I AM.
The human or ego (not bad!!!) brings with it its ability to perceive and experience energy and consciousness in a state of no separation. New Energy.
All of this is simple and ease-y.
The Trinity becomes One.
Energy responds to Conscious Awareness.
It creates from no-thing. Creation does not need a point of origin.
This is fluid not static.
The perpetual state of becoming and being, becoming and being, becoming and being....
And waking up one day, saying "Oh, I created that," with a big smile on your face.
I've said it before and I'll say it again: Embodied Enlightenment is more Forest Gump and a lot less Sir Isaac Newton.
The more complex you make it, the further you are from IT. or THAT.
Why would God or pure awareness be complicated in a human mind way?
Why would God or pure awareness be anything but simple and ease-y?
Be still and know that you are God, too.
Energetic maturity means you have come down to the simplicity, dropping your complex ideas and theories, as the human free will melts into the All that is You.
LIVING EMBODIED: VENTURING OUT, WHILE STAYING IN
For those who do not know, I live a rather solitary life. I am on a tiny island at the bottom of Texas, with a population below 4,000 people.
My days and nights are spent in deep silence found five thousand meters below sea level, clarity that would make most men cry for they could not handle it’s deafening silence, and stillness like the surface of an ocean when the winds have come to a complete halt.
This is why I live alone. I would not trade that for anything. It is my most precious of experiences on Earth. It is beyond the label of “sacred.” If someone were to talk to me with their un-integrated mind when I am in my Samadhi bliss, I fear I might slap them. I’ll get over it. But after you have spent so long to get here, you will not wish for anything beyond it.
Sometimes I cook, a great joy, and maybe watch a movie – the newish “Peanut Butter Falcon” movie is quite good, by the way – and then I go to sleep a little bit after the sun goes down.
Sleep for me happens quickly. I have steady and sustained energy, prana running high, all day, and the beauty of embodiment is you don’t have to unwind or wipe off the day.
I lay down, switch the energetic channels from active to rest, no longer having the biological nervous system as it once was, and in minutes I am curled up within my I AM-ness. I envelope in blackness and a dreamless state, and I am softly delivered to the awakening dawn each morning just as the sun peaks over the horizon.
Every now and then I will be awakened earlier. In Hawaii, I got up naturally around 4 a.m. to watch the Milky Way and the meteor showers.
I do have dreams from time to time. If so, they are not the sort of story burn-off, mental chatter manifested dreams, they are acts of consciousness.
For example, I had a dream about coming into physical form for the very first time in October to help me understand with human perception what that was like – after I chose to have the experience.
I am fully aware in the dream state, and my will is sharp and activated clearly as if I am awake in the human Earth reality. Sometimes, I find myself conversing with you, but that tends to happen when I am awake now. My sleep has become a sacred space for me to be ONLY within my Oceanic Self of the I AM THAT.
Yesterday, I felt a nudge to venture out. I was invited to a yoga class at a brewery – Hot Yoga and Cold Beer – so I went, for fun. And I did have fun. It was wonderful, inspiring, and absolutely eye opening. Like holy shit, wow.
I realized I had so completely forgotten what the world was like out there. You all are my source of socializing, and it is a million miles from mass belief system world.
We use mass belief system, or collective belief pool, or similar, here instead of mass consciousness, because there is nothing aware or consciousness about a collective belief pool.
It was staggering – the contrast – and stimulating in a way that was beyond delightful. Wow.
I sense often it is important to be in the world from time to time as an embodied being. To bring that stillness, quiet mind, and state of IS-ness into the world in ways no others will see but you.
I’m not even out there to “radiate my light” or whatever or to say anything – that is, unless I am asked directly…I simply bring my being-ness into a system for a bit. That’s it. That’s all that is needed.
It’s not about words, or projecting light, or illuminating potentials. All that happens when your being-ness touches the edges of a collective belief pool, without it being mechanical and far beyond the reaches of agenda.
As an embodied being, it is much easier to exist inside the cave, on the mountain top, and outside society in this state of being – or for me, my tree house in the sand dunes of Mustang Island.
However, the masters of the modern world, are greatly needed “out there.” The wholeness of being-ness, of Is-ness, is the greatest gift one can give – doing nothing, being everything.
What the fool on the hill or the hermit in the cave didn’t say is that we can completely remove ourselves from society and still play in it, simultaneously. It may take some getting used to, and it’s a worthwhile experience.
So back to this yoga class…
Now my background in yoga was with a man who lived with – in his ashram - Yogi Bhajan, an enlightened being – same with Xavi who is on this page. His yoga teacher also taught something of real substance. There are fantastic yoga teachers out there.
I also have a certification in Ashtanga yoga but it has always been practiced at home with Morya, with Bababji and on. I often forget that something else exists. Yoga that is not aimed at knowing oneself as God, also. But yoga for relaxing and stretching the muscles, such a strange concept. I really truly forgot that was a thing until last night.
For those who are new here, an embodied being is incapable of judgment. The lack of judgement is always assumed – both in articles and on calls – for with an integrated ego and beyond the collective mind belief pool – no such thing can live or exist. But I’ll add it here with new folks. But “no judgement” is not something we have to say. Let’s call it assumed. No one here is capable of judgement anymore with the ego integrated. It’s not a thing.
This class – though I had no expectations – was taught by someone with no connection to soul. Certainly, God or the I AM was some far and distant concept probably called “the Universe.” Soul hovered like a cloud detached from her body.
I simply watched. I simply observed. It was okay to just be there.
There she stood only a wisp of a human personality upon her mat.
Cues for the class included “bring your foot up there”, “move you bottom to the left”, and “take two breaths” which were timed at about a second (I guess that is how humans breathe? Shallow and quick??).
You know what? I didn’t mind. I followed her cues, which mixed sides, left out one thing on the left was not matched by another on the right, and skipped steps.
I smiled, just glad to be out of the house among the “living” world.
I observed. Everything out of her mouth was what she was told to say. What she mimicked like a parrot. None of herself was in her yoga class, because none of herself was in her awareness. It was truly fascinating.
I heard my inner voice say, “This is what the world is like. This is it.”
So simple. So neutral.
Again, this was an observation expression. And when the words in complete acceptance were spoken and echoed within my body of consciousness, I watched the shift occur within.
Time and space running through me – rather than me moving through time and space – this compassion was creating. Inner orgasm of energy singing its song flowing through my agenda-less being.
The wisps of beings, so shallow and fragile in this human life, flying through the physical Earthly realms for such a short time, only to be lifted up to the near-Earth realms for a bit, and then dropped back down into another life.
The bouncing ball of reincarnation: touching down, reaching up, touching down, reaching up, touching down, reaching up...
Just like the movement of a vinyasa.
Inhale rise. Exhale fold. Inhale upward dog. Exhale downward dog.
This life is but a very brief exhale. Death a short inhale. Two seconds like the new yogis’ breath.
And somehow in all of it, I see the beauty. I am not sad, but honored still I got to shallow breathe with the new yogis for a little bit last night. To be with them in this very short visit to Earth. This life so very tiny in the grandness of the Infinite.
Perhaps in one of the drop downs from the near-Earth realms into yet another incarnation – they will remember – there is so much more.
It doesn’t fucking matter. IDFM.
That is a creative statement. Not a brush off. It is knowing in the big picture of human life, as a souled being, and further as a consciousness. Nothing in this human world truly matters.
And in the totality of acceptance, things change. Compassion is the most creative of the senses.
I will make a point to venture out more often - to shallow breathe with the beings in their brief stays upon beautiful, dual planet Earth. It is an honor and a pleasure to be here. Now.
The Return to Simplicity is Creational.
Lauren Hutton (Sarah) writes adventure novels and short stories about the self-realization experience and beyond. She fancies herself a humanizing divinity journalist and shares her work here with the Magus Kuthumi.