I’ve been growing my own wheatgrass recently
(I will make a video soon on how to & share here I think).
My favourite way to drink wheatgrass is very simple:
1 portion wheatgrass,
quarter of a medium watermelon
(We have a cold press juicer.. Which is great for green stuff)
Then drink to get that power, buzz, alkalinity and health.
Reflecting on what I’m doing at the minute.. is simply continuing to stay inspired to live my highest, and I want to encourage you to do the same. That doesn’t mean we have to fit a label of some kind, you know, meditator, raw vegan, paleo, writer, artist, whatever. We don’t need to do that. Love is the only question, that and accessing love by tuning in to our highest vibration. The basic model in the world right now is mediocrity, group mind, and a divisive racial and class model, and that’s at its best, from there it goes downward rapidly. We don’t have to do that.
I’ve been very blessed to wake up a bit in this life, and I just want to keep going, I can’t change you, and you can’t change me, but we can encourage the best in each other, which is beyond trying… It’s more like allowing ourselves to connect to the deep nourishment within. I just call that God, but I know it is a very loaded word. No need for us to part on words, your words are also very fine.
I’m supposed to be giving a talk soon at the Wise Words Festival in Canterbury. Every time I try to write this stuff down for it, it won’t line up, but I’m just going to turn up and talk and listen. This is very much the road ahead for your correspondent, less limited, encouraging you and myself to connect to love, to our highest self, and therefore we connect and real love others much more easily…
…and there are some new thoughts coming… getting some land, growing food, or opening a very different kind of business, contributing food and meditation to a better systems approach to community, maybe introducing the idea of meditation to more people. I can’t limit myself to ideas of identity anymore, we are so much more than what we say we are, what we think we are. These are exciting days on our planet, it’s wild and sad out there, and they, whoever they are, want us to believe in war and separation. Not this one my dears, and I know others of you are going this other way too. Maybe all this madness is there to get us to wake up, at least that would be some good come out of it.
Love to you.
Meanwhile I’m currently rereading:
Which I last read when I guess I was about 10 years old, and it was a trilogy then. Just read the first couple of chapters last night, and it’s a lovely inspiring book for John the adult, and for my inner child.
“What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments,
but what is woven into the lives of others.”