What is Evolution?

“We began as a mineral.
We emerged into plant life, and into the animal state, and then into being human, and always we have forgotten our former states, except in early spring when we slightly recall being green again.
That’s how a young person turns towards a teacher.
That’s how a baby leans toward the breast, without knowing the secret of its desire, yet turning instinctively.
Humankind is being led along an evolving course, through the migration of intelligences, and though we seem to be sleeping, there is an inner wakefulness that directs the dream, and that will eventually startle us back to the truth of who we are.”
— The Story of Evolution
Rumi, 13th Century


Waiting on Inspiration or Divine Intervention

I usually wait on a truly moving experience/ topic before I blog. It's my process. Things of less significance get tweeted or tumbled. But the blog, the blog is for the big things, the main events in my journey through my life. Of course occasionally I might blog about nothing in particular, you know, just because, but for the most part I try to keep it relevant. Something I've been trying to do even more now in my "actual" life.

However sometimes I feel like all I do is wait. Wait for the perfect moment, the perfect story, the perfect time. Shit, I'm still waiting around for the perfect MAN! Only to find that in the present, in the NOW, I am merely waiting in vain. Because for every minute I waste waiting, instead of enacting, is a moment in time that I can never retrieve, never replace.

So I'm gunna start blogging now, whenever now is, in that moment, whenever the spirit moves (whether it be a little nudge or a raas chuck). Or maybe I'll slip back into my procrastinate lifestyle.

Only time will tell.


hates waiting

NadYa Dee

1 comment:

  1. time waits on no wombman. but in my experience so far the waiting has shown me that i have endurance, and patience. as irritated as i may get i learnin to apprecilove the wait (for whatever). cus it simply means what is coming after the wait is greatness.
    nothing before its time, sis.


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Our Deepest Fear by Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."