I now pronounce you ...

I now pronounce you …

While picking up some papers at the SLC clerks office Monday, the clerk ask if we would like to be witnesses for a wedding.

I announced that I would like that.

After entering the room we were asked to sign the marriage license.

The couple were radiant. 

There were children present, they were all excited and happy.
One little boy kept pulling faces as us and we obliged by doing the same back.
The clerk now dressed in black began the ceremony.
The couple looked deeply in each others eyes, tears welled up and we could see the love that each had for the other.
Both had professional careers and were merging families.
The clerk read the words and ask the questions, do you?
Both answered a firm I do.
They were dressed in identical outfits and were a beautiful couple.
Rings were exchanged and the words pronounced.
I now pronounce you Husband and Husband.

How I moved a mountain

How I moved a mountain

When I first decided to move a mountain I thought about the traditional definition of commanding with power.

It didn’t feel right to me.

Somehow compelling or forcing didn’t seem right.

So I decided to do it differently.

I determined to go to the mountain first hand and once there, I found it natural to want to get acquainted with the mountain.

Once on the mountain I looked over her beauty, the natural simplicity of nature itself and the peaceful presence of her spirit.

I fell in love with the mountain, I had to know more and learn her secrets.

We became one, she opened her heart to me and I to her.

We became lovers.

We shared our dreams, our visions and our quest for truth.

I loved her and she loved me.

When it became time for me to leave, I simply stated that I would always be connected to her and would miss her terribly.

I asked if she would come with me and she said yes.

And that is how I moved a mountain.

I AM more

Why  is it that some men fear the very thing that will set them free?

Is it because they fear their true nature?

Is it because they have been so beat down in life that they no longer care to rise above the ordinary?

Have men given up the hope that they can make a difference by asserting the true nature there own inborn power?

I crave to be set free.

Free from the ordinary.

Free from the opinions of those who would hold us back to satisfy their own selfish needs.

I am yearning to become that magnificent galactic creation that gives me access to all knowledge and the ability to bring to pass my own divine purpose.

I will no longer yield to the matrix mentality.

I AM invincible.

I AM unstoppable.

I AM more than just a spark of the Divine.

Are we not Gods? 

Why do we fear our own greatness?

No more do I bow down to little men who can not fathom the greatness that lies within us all.

We are Gods.