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Week Nine: The Great MKMMA Adventure – It’s Just My Imagination


energy_can_do_thatEnergy can do that…..

Do what?

EVERYTHING!!! In fact, energy is all there is, and the degree to which we master energy is the degree to which we fully express our inherent gifts and genius, or not.

It’s one of the fundamental laws of science: The Law of Conservation of Energy: Energy cannot be created nor destroyed. Einstein discovered that matter is just slow moving energy, and that, therefore, matter and energy are interchangeable. In other words, it’s ALL Energy!

Consider the Energy of Imagination. Today, in my daily meditative ‘sit’, I imagined our

Einstein on Imagination

Einstein on Imagination

new home. I could see the redesigned entrance, feel walking up the stairs into the house, hear the leaves in the trees rustling from the gentle breeze coming in across the lake. I walked through the house, seeing everything, lighting, furnishings, the smells, the sounds. I see our doggies running and playing in the back yard. I saw the crystal chandelier over my grand piano in my luminous blue music studio which opens onto the veranda overlooking the gardens and the lake. I smiled walking through the bathhouse where there is both a dry and wet sauna for my husband. I could see John and myself creating stained glass side panels for the doors in our art studio, see how the light touched the glass we select for each piece before placing it in the panel. And John’s movie studio, where he can enjoy amazing music and movies with the sound cranked up as loud as he wants while I enjoy peaceful silence and the subtle sounds of nature elsewhere. Simply Splendid.

We have not even put an offer on this house, but it is ours.

Tesla Did the Beta Test in his IMAGINATION before Building the Model.

Tesla Did the Beta Test in his IMAGINATION before Building the Model.

Just my imagination? YES! It’s a Powerhouse of Cause in my world and in yours, if you master it. My imagination is taking ownership of the land and the landscape, strengthening and clarifying the title to it, clearing away any roadblocks, seen and unseen.

In the Master Keys, we master the energy of Thought as Cause. Some of the most powerful thoughts are powered inextricably by gratitude. One of the 7 Laws of Mind is the Law of Growth. Whatever we think about grows. What we forget, atrophies. I could see this today as the more I reflected upon the people, places, and things for which I am grateful, the more gratitude filled my heart, and the more people, places, and things were brought to mind for which I am grateful. What a wonderful upward spiral of loving appreciation! I do believe it carries me to Heaven itself! I am so grateful for the Master Keys through which my imagination is harnessed and directed to the work of transforming my world, and the worlds of those whose lives I touch. I am grateful for the Power of Imagination, the Creator of Worlds.


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WEEK NINE: The Great MKMMA Adventure Meets The HUNGER GAMES


Do you Hunger for your Destiny as separated lovers long for the embrace of their beloved?

loveheartDoes that hunger, that longing permeate the I, the Thou, the all of one’s experience.  Or was that long ago, so distant that the memory of it is all but dead?  What is remembered? Is it the pain of being torn asunder….the suffering of the heart so piercing that it is physical, as if the soul is being drawn and quartered? What is remembered? Is it Excruciating. Suffocating the I. a Gasping for breath followed by loss of consciousness until All sense of time disappears and then the awakening in the blackness and emptiness of the VOID?

It is in the  Living of this emptiness for which there are no words that the Seeker sets out to become full again.

Wandering aimlessly, seeking the ONE that removes the listlessness by in filling him with the breath of life, he occasionally stumbles across a clue here and there. Wherever that clue leads, the Seeker goes, every road, every path, a dead end, until, one day, he sees more clearly.  He is playing The Hunger Games…..Does he hunger for his Destiny, or is he merely interested.  Does the hunger knaw inside of him as Unrequited Love?  Is his soul separated from its Destiny a parched and barren wasteland?

As if being roused from a sleep so deep that it is unto death itself, the Seeker fights back the darkness. He must fulfill his life purpose.  But how?

sandstormThe land itself wars against him, drawing the life-force out of him….searing hot under a fierce sun during the day…bitter cold with an icy wind mocking the moon and the stars at night.  Through sheer force of will, the Seeker continues in pursuit of his heart’s desire. He knows that he mustalgeria22 find the Beloved, or die. In the distance, he sees an Oasis!  Hope fills his heart.  The Oasis is a bittersweet vision, offering the promise of better conditions, the possibility of……of what? Shaking himself, he walks forward, praying that the Oasis is real, and not a mirage.  After many hours, he enters into the shade of the date palms and drinks deeply from cool waters welling up from deep within the earth, reminding him of the sweetness of…..something….

oasisIt has been so many years that he barely remembers what caused him to embark upon this journey. The Oasis draws out from deep in his consciousness the memory of a fragrant garden abounding in life, bursting with love.  Why did he leave that garden for this desolation of anguish and despair?   Gathering dates to nourish him, he lies down to sleep, knowing he faces greater desolation on the road ahead. Sleep finally comes…. Fitful…  shallow…depriving the body of rest and strength. As dawn breaks the darkness, he sets out upon his quest once again.

rain on meStraining, striving, with intense mental effort and will, the Seeker brings forth the face of the Beloved.  He tries to feel the gentle touch, the loving embrace….so long ago.  Profound sadness overtakes him, encasing his body, heart, mind and spirit.  Every step a massive effort, every breath is labored. He surrenders to resignation.  Always seeking, never finding…..this is his life.

mojave fork in the roadSuddenly, a fork in the road stops him. In the distance on one fork’s path, he sees a mountain fortress.  The other fork leads into the abyss of the desert. But the desert is familiar, so much so that he starts down that path until something  stirs, and he goes back, choosing the other road.  Voices within his mind mock him, filling his ears with cynical laughter and scorn.

“You cannot possibly climb the heights to that stronghold on the mountaintop. You will die. Go back! Go Back.”

The Seeker is resolute. “I choose the mountain. I don’t know why, but I long for it, deeply, profoundly……I hunger for the stock-footage-a-moroccan-man-rides-a-donkey-past-a-desert-fortresspromise of what is there. Something stirs from within my soul. My heart, for the first time in many years, is light. My eyes see…..they see my heart’s desire.  I know not what lies ahead, but I go.”

The changing landscapeThe landscape transforms as he presses forward.  Grasses, a stream, then scrubby trees, and finally a broad river. The river runs deep and swift.  As the Seeker stands on the wooded bank, a man appears.

Gandalf“Peace be the journey, my friend. What brings you to these waters?”

“In truth, I know not. Except that I must get across this river. Do you see that fortress? I do not know what it holds, except that, whatever it is, it is my Destiny.”

river“To arrive at Destiny, you must conquer idle dreams. This is the River of Dreams.  Cross it you river of dreams to deathmust, or it will sweep you under its spell and carry you into nothingness. Your only chance of successfully navigating the River of Dreams is to make a solemn oath to yourself that nothing will distract you from your path.  As you cross the river, she will sing siren songs that soak your consciousness, that call to you, that create longing for her waters, but know this….the River of Dreams leads to destruction and death, and all that she promises is a lie.”

“How do I cross her safely?”

“Your master the Hunger Games inside your head. Your hunger for your Destiny must be greater, stronger, than any other One with God One with Allthing in your being.  Your Destiny fulfills you in body, mind, and spirit. It is the coming together of the Lover and the Beloved. All that you require is already within you. Awaken to it.  Energize it. Dwell upon it. Sing to it. Speak to it. See it in every breath that you take. Deepen it. Woo it as you would a lover. Strengthen it until the Longing for it becomes the driving force of your very life. When you have done so, the Bridge of the Corpus Callosum will appear across the River of Dreams. Then, only then, can you safely cross.”

The Seeker gazed across the river at the fortress. So near, and yet so far. He pondered what he had just been told.  When he looked back, the man had disappeared.

A second crossroad…..This one made the first one look so easy.  That was simply a choice immediately fulfilled. He √≈÷’—¡ –À¡ ¡thought of the Beloved, seeing her face clearly, envisioning the play of the light on her hair, the softness of her skin, the loving gaze of her eyes. Burning Desire overtakes him. He looks back across the River of Dreams, sees the bridge his Imagination has created, and sets forth across it, confident that his journey is already accomplished.


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