As humans we ARE our language. We have the size brain we do, FOR the creation of speech.
The power of language.
The creative power given us by our words, that is, our sound shaped specifically for creating our reality.
I had to stop all contact with my own mother because of her words.
As our words create our reality, why not use the most positive, joy-filled and luscious ones you know…….and learn some more.
Your language is your spell. Your breath, your essence, your thoughts carefully chosen to give life to, with the opportunity given you by your path….to then express.
And do not hurry and express!
It is a responsibility.
Sure, we think of fast and rushing with the word express, but this kind of express – an expression of ourselves, that in turn creates our very life – benefits from time given it.
You have nothing to lose……and only what your words say, to gain!
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About C'mon Be a Human Already!
Lover of life, love, joy and music and all that brings clarity to a planet in need. Author, transformative/self mastery educator, sound healer, & singer songwriter. I am particularly interested in all languages, history, bringing an understanding to and mastery of, our feelings and thoughts; helping people attain inner peace; healthy sexual expression, development of consciousness, and in so doing, bringing a balance of our true selves operating in harmony on earth. I can provide the answers, my life has given me this. We have just gone off course. ;)
I was born into a living hell, where I was not allowed to speak -even to learn how- and I needed to employ military survival tactics as a toddler just to get around the house unharmed.;) I was forced to figure out life, or I was not going to survive, and I did so with completely unbiased eyes, as I could trust nothing that I was told by family who intended me harm. I started meditating in early childhood as just a natural instinct to run away as far as I could, behind my eyes . Figuring out what had caused my mother not to possess any natural maternal instinct, and why she couldn' t love me, enabled me much insight and gave cause for intense, undistracted research. Now it has been given the name Antisocial Personality Disorder/Narcissism/Sociopathy, but as her cruelty and control disorder were always accompanied by historical rules, orders, sayings and beliefs, I learned much of the 'knowledge' leading our species astray at the time.
I wanted to be the best Human Being I could Be, and I wanted to know how. I ran away at 5 years old, with my 8 year old brother asking to come with me, but, having no where to go, I sat at the corner sweet shop realising this and returned in secret, unpacking my little case to 'stick it out'.
So, living within her cruel, ignorant ways, while secretly studying what life was really all about, I noticed my life as a microcosm of what was happening large scale across the globe, which inspired me to share what I learned. : )
Many Blessings to you on your journey!
C'mon, Be a Human Already!;) 