first things first...I've never been one to give myself away, although I'm so Gawd dang open as a person, I've always held my heart real close to home, so what I'm 'bout to do is huge...I not only got myself a brand new email addy, but I'm making it public.... Lawrence.Jacob@pure-yoga.com ... use-it...really, tell me your thoughts, your concerns, or your need for a Yoga teacher that sees the world through the eyes of a Hip-Hop loving poetic, soul.
In fact, I'd like to continue...spreading my cyber prints to those that come across-it, but I realize that the website that most access it from, Yaletown Yoga's sight, is bound for an update soon. With all the amazing new teachers coming through those doors, and my new home being in Asia(my heart just sank), it's just a matter of time before my pretty mug is removed, and with that the link to this blog disappearing. So please peeps, send some ideas, of other sights i can link to, and other outlets to get my words to you....I will to have a GOBEEFREE website eventually, but in the mean time this is the start of something special, and it needs a chance to grow, a chance to be nurtured and in all honesty...honesty represents the one who speaks it best...any influences otherwise direct the truth towards indifference, and if you ask me nothing can be more useless and boring then indifference, as my favourite acting teacher taught me for 2 long uncomfortable years, "Have an Opinion"...that's Yoga.
This in itself is an interesting topic to engage in...especially when one's opinion messes with the plans of others...
Becoming the you that you already are, involves recreating yourself, yet not in the sense that the media talks about how Madonna contours to recreate herself, we are so much deeper then a costume change, it's true that our identity is expressed through the manifestation of our words and fashion but how it's brought out is ultimately about what we stand for...
so what do you stand for?
what are you willing to give(or give up) to get the truth out of yourself.
My road to Hong Kong came through so much battle with myself, with people in my life that felt comfortable with who I was to them. These people helped create a stage for my maturity, a stage that was big enough for me to grow in, but the safety of that crib became too stifled to flourish from. When I listened deeply to truths about myself, and what served me, in more ways then one I had to move away from what was the "home" of the moment, those comfort zone's weren't exclusive to cities, or jobs, but became about vision, and creativity.
Art is the ultimate Opinion; and when a seeds has enough courage to flourish beyond what the pot can support, allot of times the pot knows they can't grow at the same rate as the seed, and fears how that recreates their design...
When your soul longs to evolve....the universe will do everything in it's power to stop it, so the soul can prove it's worth.
Proven
LJ
HK
Nov 21 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
I MUST.
When your two closest teachers say the same thing, separately in a matter of seconds(one over ichat, the other in a facebook message) well you know what to do, Listen!!
In fact both Elissa and Christine are major reasons for the mess I got myself into, they introduced me to a language that took me straight from my head through my body, (in the form of loops and spirals) and jacked open my heart. Both have effected me in potent ways on and off the mat, both have a relationship to me that is independent of the other, while all along they both allowed me to join them as the "other" Anusara teacher, at the studio, the studio I practiced my first Yoga class at, and four years to the day(plus or minus 5 days) taught my first class at, in fact, E , begged me to cover her ass, on that May 2ND afternoon, as Ysquared was still in shambles (we'd just moved the day earlier from 1232 Richards).
I'm writing this from not Hong Kong but Singapore, where I've travelled to, to spend two expanding days with Desiree Rumbaugh. Des, was both E's and CPC's teacher back in the day, so the influence these two have on me is quite literally shaping me...or to be more "specific", cause that's what a good yoga teacher is, sculpting me, every time I lengthen my side body, take my arms bones back, then push my heart forward using the tips of my shoulder blades, well this duo is responsible. Once again in more ways then one, I'm opening my heart in this blog, because they both with intense urgency asked me to write, cause they wanted to see it, hear it and knew it would serve me... when your teachers have that type of interest and curiosity for you...you are blessed, I am blessed, and guess what, so are 30 some students that this weekend start a 108 hour immersion with them, Fuck ya!!!!! go girls!!!!!! Go Anusara!!!!!!(Steve even asked me for the John Friend CD's he gave me, back, so he could continue to study it, a lil friendly nudge bro) and huge sadness goes through me, for nobody in the world wants to be there more, and yet, I'll be furthest away, but like Elissa and I just shared in our cyber chat, you can be sure that a piece of my heart will join this experience and every moment that occurs in that studio, in front of that brass Ganesha that is sitting on the ledge, which I bought(and am still finishing the payments on) in Cincinnati, Ohio, when I did my teacher training with John Friend founder of the flowing with grace system.
And there in lies the reason we move on, to grow through opportunity, this week Desiree, next is three days with John himself, and after that 55 classes a month, (no Joanne as a teacher not student) is there anything other then Yoga...? there might not be, this ain't BC folks, that I can attest to by the lack of green in Hong Kong....whatever that means to you, to me it means a whole new way to experience life, for now...but I'm writing, I'm sticking handstands with more consistency then ever, the whammy is Eila, my saviour, is here.
Eila and I have been splitting up a group of international teens on Friday afternoons and well it's so cool to teach with my first teacher, so as much as things change they stay the same. I miss the casual of Yaletown Yoga, but watch out Pure Yoga, cause I do tend to put dents into shinny surfaces...and give them character.
I just finished my Bio on the www.pure-yoga.com sight, check it out, it's cute how the Asians mis-spell, and well Elissa and Christine I have been writing, and I promise to keep your teachings close to my heart, and always WRITE NOW.
In fact both Elissa and Christine are major reasons for the mess I got myself into, they introduced me to a language that took me straight from my head through my body, (in the form of loops and spirals) and jacked open my heart. Both have effected me in potent ways on and off the mat, both have a relationship to me that is independent of the other, while all along they both allowed me to join them as the "other" Anusara teacher, at the studio, the studio I practiced my first Yoga class at, and four years to the day(plus or minus 5 days) taught my first class at, in fact, E , begged me to cover her ass, on that May 2ND afternoon, as Ysquared was still in shambles (we'd just moved the day earlier from 1232 Richards).
I'm writing this from not Hong Kong but Singapore, where I've travelled to, to spend two expanding days with Desiree Rumbaugh. Des, was both E's and CPC's teacher back in the day, so the influence these two have on me is quite literally shaping me...or to be more "specific", cause that's what a good yoga teacher is, sculpting me, every time I lengthen my side body, take my arms bones back, then push my heart forward using the tips of my shoulder blades, well this duo is responsible. Once again in more ways then one, I'm opening my heart in this blog, because they both with intense urgency asked me to write, cause they wanted to see it, hear it and knew it would serve me... when your teachers have that type of interest and curiosity for you...you are blessed, I am blessed, and guess what, so are 30 some students that this weekend start a 108 hour immersion with them, Fuck ya!!!!! go girls!!!!!! Go Anusara!!!!!!(Steve even asked me for the John Friend CD's he gave me, back, so he could continue to study it, a lil friendly nudge bro) and huge sadness goes through me, for nobody in the world wants to be there more, and yet, I'll be furthest away, but like Elissa and I just shared in our cyber chat, you can be sure that a piece of my heart will join this experience and every moment that occurs in that studio, in front of that brass Ganesha that is sitting on the ledge, which I bought(and am still finishing the payments on) in Cincinnati, Ohio, when I did my teacher training with John Friend founder of the flowing with grace system.
And there in lies the reason we move on, to grow through opportunity, this week Desiree, next is three days with John himself, and after that 55 classes a month, (no Joanne as a teacher not student) is there anything other then Yoga...? there might not be, this ain't BC folks, that I can attest to by the lack of green in Hong Kong....whatever that means to you, to me it means a whole new way to experience life, for now...but I'm writing, I'm sticking handstands with more consistency then ever, the whammy is Eila, my saviour, is here.
Eila and I have been splitting up a group of international teens on Friday afternoons and well it's so cool to teach with my first teacher, so as much as things change they stay the same. I miss the casual of Yaletown Yoga, but watch out Pure Yoga, cause I do tend to put dents into shinny surfaces...and give them character.
I just finished my Bio on the www.pure-yoga.com sight, check it out, it's cute how the Asians mis-spell, and well Elissa and Christine I have been writing, and I promise to keep your teachings close to my heart, and always WRITE NOW.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
moving towards....
sometimes I write to shift the energy...woooooooosh
Packing it down like the pressure was ease,
I remember you from sunny daze,
scrap the script for helmets and hair in the breeze.
You went away…to explore overseas,
I got wrapped up in a dance, it was me or JC.
a dance that rocked me harder then Metallica on tour,
got into breath, realigned while you cycled the African shore,
I slummed the West Coast shame, hung my head in the rain,
but I held up my heart, kissed both women and men in the name of the game,
standing in one spot the transformation touched the plot,
grew out of my wardrobe like the incredible hulk,
as his rage filled, my credibility stuck…
Over 700 days tick, tick tick off the calender's clock…
placed my heart on my sleeve and exposed my art, 5am pick ups, devotion to stillness,
boy steps into man , where’s difference? In his willingness.
The expiration of your absense approached
, all the while in the mirror my heart’s fire was given a torch.
You return and I’m connected to source.
Lifetimes away, to the shock of your name on a tray,
so your back with a mat and I’m wrapping you up, quick hug and a kiss,and you’re gifted astray,
placed in the hands of the white Cassius Clay,
the vision was wrong but the seed belonged to me.
like an architect I built what was art. The canvass shows four of us, we’re the closest yet furthest apart,
seven days alone in the dark, a trip to Ohio, to spread open my heart,
wounded and healing I noticed you’ve been taken apart,
ragged and swollen feel’n the stress,
you’re now the sister I might as well be wearing a dress…
the depth of the swamp we be treading in,
remember the tide that brought us to him,
him being Bono and that was then,
but the cycle is returning back to the start and the rock song thats playing is holy art, not him but a hymn straight out of god’s mouth rocking out to a chant that we’re never without
now I confess your beauty which I reflect verbally,
we’ve missed the mark,
short circuit but now we’re causing a spark,
and rhyme scheme aside, I have looks in your eyes I want to confront,
Dreams that my lips will need to instruct, contorting reality like a balloon @ the fair…
drop the music to feel our rhythm you won’t be needing that snair,
I’ll land in your lips, explore the terrain, you know the tide,
we’ve met many times, brain waves are entrained, this route is alike, step one step two, every single stride,
fluctuation in vibe perspective is new…
and your cheeks, I’ll climb the peeks that they roll, to reach the goddess hue,
over the horizon its your eyes, they are home…
whoa, so he’s Muhammad Ali and I’m the fighter breaking out of the dome,
our full canvas is precious and I need not a fantasy to know the paintings right,
the insight is tight and your hand is in mine,
I’ll dance with them all,
so I’m ripe for the grind.
Come with me.
On the journey we soar ,
what we have now is great, but when we fly it’s forever more
Gonebeen Free Van BC tues aug 21 07
posted later
Packing it down like the pressure was ease,
I remember you from sunny daze,
scrap the script for helmets and hair in the breeze.
You went away…to explore overseas,
I got wrapped up in a dance, it was me or JC.
a dance that rocked me harder then Metallica on tour,
got into breath, realigned while you cycled the African shore,
I slummed the West Coast shame, hung my head in the rain,
but I held up my heart, kissed both women and men in the name of the game,
standing in one spot the transformation touched the plot,
grew out of my wardrobe like the incredible hulk,
as his rage filled, my credibility stuck…
Over 700 days tick, tick tick off the calender's clock…
placed my heart on my sleeve and exposed my art, 5am pick ups, devotion to stillness,
boy steps into man , where’s difference? In his willingness.
The expiration of your absense approached
, all the while in the mirror my heart’s fire was given a torch.
You return and I’m connected to source.
Lifetimes away, to the shock of your name on a tray,
so your back with a mat and I’m wrapping you up, quick hug and a kiss,and you’re gifted astray,
placed in the hands of the white Cassius Clay,
the vision was wrong but the seed belonged to me.
like an architect I built what was art. The canvass shows four of us, we’re the closest yet furthest apart,
seven days alone in the dark, a trip to Ohio, to spread open my heart,
wounded and healing I noticed you’ve been taken apart,
ragged and swollen feel’n the stress,
you’re now the sister I might as well be wearing a dress…
the depth of the swamp we be treading in,
remember the tide that brought us to him,
him being Bono and that was then,
but the cycle is returning back to the start and the rock song thats playing is holy art, not him but a hymn straight out of god’s mouth rocking out to a chant that we’re never without
now I confess your beauty which I reflect verbally,
we’ve missed the mark,
short circuit but now we’re causing a spark,
and rhyme scheme aside, I have looks in your eyes I want to confront,
Dreams that my lips will need to instruct, contorting reality like a balloon @ the fair…
drop the music to feel our rhythm you won’t be needing that snair,
I’ll land in your lips, explore the terrain, you know the tide,
we’ve met many times, brain waves are entrained, this route is alike, step one step two, every single stride,
fluctuation in vibe perspective is new…
and your cheeks, I’ll climb the peeks that they roll, to reach the goddess hue,
over the horizon its your eyes, they are home…
whoa, so he’s Muhammad Ali and I’m the fighter breaking out of the dome,
our full canvas is precious and I need not a fantasy to know the paintings right,
the insight is tight and your hand is in mine,
I’ll dance with them all,
so I’m ripe for the grind.
Come with me.
On the journey we soar ,
what we have now is great, but when we fly it’s forever more
Gonebeen Free Van BC tues aug 21 07
posted later
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Show ^
whoa!!! Identity check...Back Home, The Van-groove...smooth sailing it's almost too easy to come back to the city that I grew up in, especially when I'm returning from the city that chose me to grow through her, and it may have only taken 6 weeks for the hyper experience of HongKong to be infused, like Neo, being planted with new "Super Skills", I promise to extend those "Super Skills" into tangible tips...it's one of those things that's already done, all we have to do is keep showing up.
Which brings me to the topic of the 1st GobeeFree blog that is being typed from Canadian soil. Showing up, there's allot that is said about "BEing present", all valid, all potent, all true; yet all way over the head of about 87% of the population. Now this is a full editorial, so click on the comment page and speak, cause silence is reserved for meditation retreats, and even there it's boring, with that said whether anyone at those retreats knows what it means to "be present" or not, they have already done their work, why? simply by the action of showing up.
So the work, becomes just that, to simply show up, no matter where you are on your path, you may not even know that you are on a path, but as long as the showing up continues, the growth, the expansion is approaching, straight ahead and like a bullet screaming "duck!", you can't avoid it.
So relax, and give into the mat, give into the power, surrender, and please for the love of GOD, give up your ego's need to be a Leader, we all lead by example, we all lead by living our truth, and we all lead only when we step so far back that we can empathize.
To lead one must forever learn how to follow, and then follow forever, because the intoxication that power brings also keeps one from "being present", and we come full circle; without the presence of the moment, you may just stop showing up.
Speaking of showing up 11 yogis showed up to explore themselves, in a way Ysquared has yet to offer until now... The Progression Session "I got you babe" kicked off this afternoon, asking students of yoga to enter the revealing realm of the mat and find where they stand in partnership, where they see themselves in others , and ultimately how deep can one go and remain in a state of joy, while sharing the experience with a fellow yogi, a fellow human being, and a fellow shower upper.
Like a cowboy returning to the west, the Red Sea cleared and Neo BEcame the ONE, simply by showing up, leaders aren't chosen, they aren't even called upon, they simply rise to the top; once they settle at the peak they are truly tested, by BEing the follower, they have the chance to LEAD by example, and all it takes is to show up.
GobeeFree 11:52pm van BC AUG 5 2007
Which brings me to the topic of the 1st GobeeFree blog that is being typed from Canadian soil. Showing up, there's allot that is said about "BEing present", all valid, all potent, all true; yet all way over the head of about 87% of the population. Now this is a full editorial, so click on the comment page and speak, cause silence is reserved for meditation retreats, and even there it's boring, with that said whether anyone at those retreats knows what it means to "be present" or not, they have already done their work, why? simply by the action of showing up.
So the work, becomes just that, to simply show up, no matter where you are on your path, you may not even know that you are on a path, but as long as the showing up continues, the growth, the expansion is approaching, straight ahead and like a bullet screaming "duck!", you can't avoid it.
So relax, and give into the mat, give into the power, surrender, and please for the love of GOD, give up your ego's need to be a Leader, we all lead by example, we all lead by living our truth, and we all lead only when we step so far back that we can empathize.
To lead one must forever learn how to follow, and then follow forever, because the intoxication that power brings also keeps one from "being present", and we come full circle; without the presence of the moment, you may just stop showing up.
Speaking of showing up 11 yogis showed up to explore themselves, in a way Ysquared has yet to offer until now... The Progression Session "I got you babe" kicked off this afternoon, asking students of yoga to enter the revealing realm of the mat and find where they stand in partnership, where they see themselves in others , and ultimately how deep can one go and remain in a state of joy, while sharing the experience with a fellow yogi, a fellow human being, and a fellow shower upper.
Like a cowboy returning to the west, the Red Sea cleared and Neo BEcame the ONE, simply by showing up, leaders aren't chosen, they aren't even called upon, they simply rise to the top; once they settle at the peak they are truly tested, by BEing the follower, they have the chance to LEAD by example, and all it takes is to show up.
GobeeFree 11:52pm van BC AUG 5 2007
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Friday, July 20, 2007
makes sense to me.
aligning action with intention...
the speech I hear everywhere, the catch phrases have gone beyond the quantum physics inclined, and are manifesting in every realm of my world...
aligning action with intention...
how do words go from symbols to behaviour? Breaking patterns for most people that do it is an around the clock mindful job, awareness is called upon, in strong doses.
aligning action with YOUR intention, and then you go a tinge deeper,
the moment is just THAT much more concentrated,
and the experience changes,
the intention is more potent and the entire universe shifts.
Subtle shifts become expansive growth, over time.
How does one even begin to feel the subtle shifts?, even if we are Uber mindful?
Now I'm starting to sound like a cross between Eckhart Tolle, and Wayne Dyer, when in fact I'm closer to Eminem and K-OS... by the way, y'all better be call'n me out to freestyle in whatever moments cause HK has been a performance hot bed, in ways you'll have to see to believe.
okay so here it is, I talk about cycles and putting them to bed, how WE are what I called Yoga Dimension, and ripping tag lines from friends projects like "we are the ones we've been waiting for" CHECK OUT www.themakingofbeing.com, and now I'm going even deeper...it's a dance between noetic, and analytical, in this version Shakti-Shiva. we already introduced the ultimate "Just Know" , but what we do with it is up to us. What we call our feelings, become our perceptions of the world; So after a long day, week, or life...it is all our simple creation.
Let's chrystalize:
manifesting isn't necessarily making pottery out of the ether, and sculpting the shape that you want... and although many misuse and manipulate so they can fulfill delusions in the name of manifestation, and proclaim their power.
This is a different trip, this is simply about what is, not what you want. With that said now let's make WHAT IS, look, feel, and BE aligned with what we want. this is done simply by a creative framing. Yet It also calls for attention to keep adjusting, we always have to be informed as to what needs to change. It's all in the perception, but then again Perception is everything, so like the illusion that we live, can you be bold enough to not force the life, but create it from where you are, and with what just is?
I'll say that the 200 hour TT is complete, cycle ended today powerfully, and then celebrated on a beautiful boat, and amazing members of my newest family..
Hong Kong...
people, this may just be it, of course it's all in how you look at it.
HK July22.2007 4.11pm
GoBeeFree
the speech I hear everywhere, the catch phrases have gone beyond the quantum physics inclined, and are manifesting in every realm of my world...
aligning action with intention...
how do words go from symbols to behaviour? Breaking patterns for most people that do it is an around the clock mindful job, awareness is called upon, in strong doses.
aligning action with YOUR intention, and then you go a tinge deeper,
the moment is just THAT much more concentrated,
and the experience changes,
the intention is more potent and the entire universe shifts.
Subtle shifts become expansive growth, over time.
How does one even begin to feel the subtle shifts?, even if we are Uber mindful?
Now I'm starting to sound like a cross between Eckhart Tolle, and Wayne Dyer, when in fact I'm closer to Eminem and K-OS... by the way, y'all better be call'n me out to freestyle in whatever moments cause HK has been a performance hot bed, in ways you'll have to see to believe.
okay so here it is, I talk about cycles and putting them to bed, how WE are what I called Yoga Dimension, and ripping tag lines from friends projects like "we are the ones we've been waiting for" CHECK OUT www.themakingofbeing.com, and now I'm going even deeper...it's a dance between noetic, and analytical, in this version Shakti-Shiva. we already introduced the ultimate "Just Know" , but what we do with it is up to us. What we call our feelings, become our perceptions of the world; So after a long day, week, or life...it is all our simple creation.
Let's chrystalize:
manifesting isn't necessarily making pottery out of the ether, and sculpting the shape that you want... and although many misuse and manipulate so they can fulfill delusions in the name of manifestation, and proclaim their power.
This is a different trip, this is simply about what is, not what you want. With that said now let's make WHAT IS, look, feel, and BE aligned with what we want. this is done simply by a creative framing. Yet It also calls for attention to keep adjusting, we always have to be informed as to what needs to change. It's all in the perception, but then again Perception is everything, so like the illusion that we live, can you be bold enough to not force the life, but create it from where you are, and with what just is?
I'll say that the 200 hour TT is complete, cycle ended today powerfully, and then celebrated on a beautiful boat, and amazing members of my newest family..
Hong Kong...
people, this may just be it, of course it's all in how you look at it.
HK July22.2007 4.11pm
GoBeeFree
Friday, July 13, 2007
Just Know It
Week 3 is gone... almost, we step into an epic studio looking over the heart of Hong Kong's central district every Saturday Morning @ 9:30am for a three hour practice named appropriately "Wild Lotus"; P makes yogic art, mixing music, with asana combo, love and challenge, in a nurturing way that will disassemble you, without force or ego, and with enough empathy that you can walkaway on your own to put the pieces together, as new. This marks the end of a cycle that leads into the end of an other cycle, as the fourth and final week of this training starts Monday @ 7am, the layers build as the onion peels.
My teacher has pointed out the importance of finishing a cycle strongly, and as much as this time in HK is the beginning of the rest of my life...and that it is, this I "Just Know". My heart is letting go of how it was, now it's not like I've grown a white beard and seen the burning bush...although just writing that is a quick realization that all the Hanumans', Ganeshas', and even Jesus Christs' have little on Moses as far as archetypes go in my life thus far, leading a people out of slavery and into their auspicious age, how appropriate for a boy aligning into his manhood, not without much struggle, but even Moses didn't make it to the land of milk and honey, and new leaders had to rise to the occasion, make what you want out of that analogy, but Transformation comes in segments, directions are followed, only to have their outcome unexpectedly create new leaders or passions.
Voices arise, teachers fall upon us in the most unexpected ways, (especially when we are listening, and to listen is the truest skill to have) and like source turned Moses from spoiled prince to filling him with purpose as Martyr of a nation, it did so in many manifestations, from direct clear transmission of power and course to presentation of challenges that took Moses from the firsthand recipient of the holy grail, to the causality of his own cause....and with all that said comes the reminder that we are all mere conduits for the teachings, that empower us and those around us.
When broken down it's like this, whether it's a friend laking truth in their actions/speech, whether it's in Vancouver, Hong Kong, or Toronto, whether it's unnerving, or unresolved, to complete the cycle with integrity, LISTEN...all the way through. It may be a sign to move away from the fire or it may be a suggestion to persevere until there's a parting of the sea, whichever it is only listening will reveal it and only that allowance to listen to that which one needs to hear will give you the power to "Just Know"
peace
L.
11:46pm friday june 13 2007 Hong Kong China
Gobee Free
My teacher has pointed out the importance of finishing a cycle strongly, and as much as this time in HK is the beginning of the rest of my life...and that it is, this I "Just Know". My heart is letting go of how it was, now it's not like I've grown a white beard and seen the burning bush...although just writing that is a quick realization that all the Hanumans', Ganeshas', and even Jesus Christs' have little on Moses as far as archetypes go in my life thus far, leading a people out of slavery and into their auspicious age, how appropriate for a boy aligning into his manhood, not without much struggle, but even Moses didn't make it to the land of milk and honey, and new leaders had to rise to the occasion, make what you want out of that analogy, but Transformation comes in segments, directions are followed, only to have their outcome unexpectedly create new leaders or passions.
Voices arise, teachers fall upon us in the most unexpected ways, (especially when we are listening, and to listen is the truest skill to have) and like source turned Moses from spoiled prince to filling him with purpose as Martyr of a nation, it did so in many manifestations, from direct clear transmission of power and course to presentation of challenges that took Moses from the firsthand recipient of the holy grail, to the causality of his own cause....and with all that said comes the reminder that we are all mere conduits for the teachings, that empower us and those around us.
When broken down it's like this, whether it's a friend laking truth in their actions/speech, whether it's in Vancouver, Hong Kong, or Toronto, whether it's unnerving, or unresolved, to complete the cycle with integrity, LISTEN...all the way through. It may be a sign to move away from the fire or it may be a suggestion to persevere until there's a parting of the sea, whichever it is only listening will reveal it and only that allowance to listen to that which one needs to hear will give you the power to "Just Know"
peace
L.
11:46pm friday june 13 2007 Hong Kong China
Gobee Free
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