CONFESSION ZERO

A fellow spirit said, though it reads like a demand, “Never forget the medicine wheel and remember not to shine off those experiences, which cannot be explained by the word of man!” But I haven't forgotten the medicine wheel, kind spirit. Though I do not know exactly what it is that my experience has told me of language, it is the only means I have to accompany silence and offer the spirit my experience. As you said, it cannot be explained by the word of a man. The experience, my personal experience, has been a bit tough to grasp, so this man, me, not I, decided to flesh my particular and personal experience out in prayer/verse via the medicine and on the web. Though it cannot be explained, it is a benefit to me that I explore my experience and see what sticks and what does not (for me) through the dance with other spirit. No restrictions. What others take from it is theirs to receive, not mine to force upon their own experience of it. Remembering is difficult in this atmosp...

In these posts of mine I am in all actuality speaking to my self, if you take something from my prayers that touches you then I've done my duty for that moment, but my duty doesn't end there, I don't want to pay mere lip-service to my belief, I want my words to mean something at every turn, to anyone that enters in to dance with Love and even to those that don't join in. Love... © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

We’re leaving here (the eartH) so what we DO here is relative to the Home that we create, so why not have it reflect an idea of Heaven like never before, though right in front of our faces. We’ve invented and thought our way into our own merger of truth and belief. Welcome to hell with sprinkles of Heaven, when in all goodness we should have it on its head, upside-down with maybe an occasional sprinkle of agony (hell), but, then again, why would one need do that if Love were the objective of the whole…? (Silence…) (H)eartH of Love of the Mother. Heart(H) of Love of the Father. 5050 on your “MF” dial. Playing today’s most loving and down to eartH tunes on the radio, that both the Mother and the Father of Creation, might recognize our humankind’s great sorrow. (Laughter…) No. It might be beneficial for us to release our tall grief first so that the fear within it can be extinguished, and our laughter can then keep it afloat. © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Ri...

How can I not know until I’m in prayer, until the dance begins between me and the spirit? Have I been blinded by seeing? Have I fallen into the light only to be eyeless to its allure, my belief of my personal idea of my belief, my own thought of it, my own prayers to it? The unknowable has never been clearer… (Silence...) If you can’t answer the unknowable question, fo r the love of all seek it out and it shall be shown to you. It will be evident in your dance with another and another and another, open ourselves up to the dance of Love and Forgiveness and away we go! Imagine the splendid delights that are hidden within the Mother's eartH when she’s thriving, loving and laughing and living! Absolutely! I only believe beyond a shadow of a doubt, I do not know. I cannot know, and that, my friends, is where belief rears its head to dance with logic and reason in order to bring, what I believe is the collective me’s, the message of humankind's reason for being. (Echo…) M...

What if we could fathom it all while we are in the flesh and spirit? Why do we imagine that it's not possible, that it can't be another way, that perhaps we're all wrong about our existence's conclusion? I believe it would be reasonable as well as beneficial if we bring ourselves to imagine that our belief, our personal take on our reason for being, is completely and utterly wrong. The likelihood of our knowing that answer is as hidden from us as the truth of the (H)eartH that's writhing beneath our feet... (Balance is most important.) Yes. (Noise!) Silence… (Sound…) Love. (Love.) Love. (ping) © 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

O! The spirit I danced with most recently is begging for me to speak, pleading with me to begin my dance in earnest, act that the eartH might never again suffer because of my kind’s errant thinking… (Isn’t that a challenge more than it is a statement of belief?) No. Is there truly a difference between what we believe and what we should strive to be? (Silence…) They are one in the same, belief and our creating, much like the inevitable dance between faith and knowledge, philosophy and mathematics. I've had enough of the dance with fear, my tap shoes are warn through from my rapid-fire misuse of what I've been given, both physically and spiritually… Intentions are the things that can manifest themselves as a kind of fear mechanism injecting its ideas upon and over the fullness of Love. End all wars and murder and fearful conclusions, at least we should try it! Right? I say pray we end our suicidal pact with fear and begin to replenish our Love… (Please t...

I believe I’m weaving you And you and you and you and you and a wealth Of threads weaving a belief in Love And duty and kindness and peace and health And joy and laughter, but there I go, repeating my self. (You are.) Yes. I am, but what is wrong with that? (You’re not only repeating yourself, you’re losing the thread of full Love and beginning to weave your own conception of events into a hybrid of truth and your belief, numbskull!) That is, in this belief, my duty, kind spirit. And I believe that it will benefit we humankind to recognize where, who and what we are long before our fearful beliefs collide with our ill-fated heads. (Instinct?) Yes. To me, belief resides just below the heart of nature. It’s natural. Truth and Belief as dance partners that cannot dance without the other, much like Love, Life and Laughter. (Echo...) Reaching up with all of my strength I begin to see things for what they are and not as what they’ve become. I believe that we ar...