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Saturday, December 31, 2011

Los Angeles 2012: The Year of Imagination and Creativity, The End Renews Our Imagination To Create New Beginnings

Finally it is the end of the world as we know it.
I hear the voices of my ancestors
praying for peace, singing about love,
and I know that today, and every day, I grow.

I imagine I create.

I hear the sounds of the new year song beginning ...
Our ancestor's sing ...
Finally it is the end,
the walls are coming down.
The walls are down,
it is the end of your life as you knew it ...
So, imagine dreams that create new beginnings.

I start imagining peace.
I begin imagining love.
I imagine the end is the start of deeper understanding.
I imagine hate is not the way.
I imagine revenge is never sweet.

When my mind is full of nightmares
I start imagining day dreams.
If my mind is full of nightmares I end them
by imagining my joyful dreams are filling my days.
I imagine the end of something old in my life,
by imagining the beginning of something new birthing more life.

I imagine I create ...

I hear the voices of my ancestors
praying for peace, singing about love,
and I know that today, and every day, I grow.
I imagine I create the beginning of the end.
Love is all around, love is all around.
Peace is in many hearts.
Peace is in my heart.
Finally it is the end and the start
of the infinite loop cycling
new endings, and new beginnings.

Our ancestors whisper ...
Imagine you create.
There is no ending.
There is no beginning.
There is simply experiences of life.

My ancestor's whisper ...
Finally it is the end the walls are down.
Finally it is the beginning the walls are down.
The Ancestors' whisper,
now, right now ...
Imagine you create what you imagine.
Imagine that imagining creates love of peace.

I imagine ...
Finally it is the beginning all around the world,
Peace is spinning joy, everyone is touched,
Everyone is imagining they create,
Everyone is creating their imaginations.

If my mind is full of nightmares,
I start imagining day dreams.
If my mind is full of hate
I start imagining peace.
If my heart is full of hate
I begin imagining love.
And then finally it is the end of the world as I knew it ...
And love is sounding it's call.

Peace is sounding it's call
for me to be with others who love peace,
to be with open hearts,
to be with heads held high,
to be with still fists unclenched,
to be with hands raised with open palms.
Finally it is the end of nightmares
and the start of imagination creating new day dreams.

I listen for the voices praying for peace, singing about love,
mediating today, and every day, for expanded consciousness.

I imagine I create.

During the reign of love of peace,
Hate has no power to lead people,
Hate has no power to influence individuals,
During the reign of love of peace
the power of love rules peace,
and the power of peace governs love.
Conscious presence acts within hearts and minds.

The strong voices of our ancestors share their experiences.
Hate depletes the Soul's life force from the body.

I cross my heart and will my hope to live.

The eternal songs sung by our ancestors sound ... loudly ...
If your mind is full of judgement then imagination revitalizes peace.
If your heart is full of hate imagination resuscitates peace.
If your body is full of pain transform discomfort by imagining peace.
If your spirit feels depleted imagine Self wholeness through love of peace.
Inner peace plays the music for each step of your outer dance with peace.

Finally it is the end of my hate.
Peace fills my heart.
Love energizes my mind.
Now is the end and beginning,
Peace has spread inside me and around the world,
Everyone is touched.
It is the start of my silent day dreams being imagined,
and my loud nightmares being transmuted.
I create my new beginnings to transform the end of my old ways.

I hear the voices of other individuals
praying for peace, singing about love -
I know that today, and every day, each one of us grows.
I imagine I create.
I begin each night altering my consciousness.
I end each night gaining consciousness.
I end each day altering my consciousness.
I begin each day gaining consciousness.
I imagine I alter to revive alive creativity's gains.

I hear our ancestors whisper ...
Eternal love begins the end,
so that new starts can peacefully begot.
I begin where I end, and I end where I begin.
Your life is alive with each creative breath.
And so all, That is, ends.
So all That is, begins.
Creativity imagines abundant peace without end.

I imagine I grow to imagine that I create peacefully.
I imagine we grow to imagine that we all create peacefully.
Finally it is the end, songs are being sung to celebrate the start.
Hands are being held, to support the beginning, middle, and end of journeys.
The world of peace that always was, is deeply present, seen and felt.
The time for creating enemies from friends ends,
so we can hear the voices of our friends presence.

The world of revenge which was never sweet ends,
so that now begins our tasting the truth
of hate's bitterness and peace's bliss.

I hear the voices of my ancestors
praying for peace, singing about love -
I know that today, and every day, I grow.
I imagine my Self creating a year with new beginnings ended.
The calendar year end cycles the world as I know it,
so I renew my imagination to create new beginnings.

~~ Other People's Fingerprints ~~
With heart felt respects to:
The Great Peacemaker,
Gayanashagowa The Great Law of Peace and Hiawatha.
and
The Midewiwin,
Three Fires Nations:
The Potawatomi, Fire People Nation -
Keepers of the Sacred Fire.
The Ottawa, The Trader People Nation.
The Ojibwe, The Faith Keepers Nation -
Keepers of the Sacred Scrolls and the Waterdrum.
and
Mohican Chief Aupumut

Sometime after 1768 Shawnee Chief Tecumseh said;
"So live your life
that the fear of death
can never enter your heart.

Trouble no one about their religion;
respect others in their view,
and demand that they respect yours.

Love your life,
perfect your life,
beautify all things in your life.
Seek to make your life long
and its purpose in the service of your people.

Prepare a noble death song
for the day when you go over the great divide.

Always give a word or a sign of salute
when meeting or passing a friend,
even a stranger, when in a lonely place.

Show respect to all people
and grovel to none.
When you arise in the morning
give thanks for the food
and for the joy of living.
If you see no reason for giving thanks,
the fault lies only in yourself.

Abuse no one and no thing,
for abuse turns the wise ones to fools
and robs the spirit of its vision.

When it comes your time to die,
be not like those
whose hearts are filled with the fear of death,
so that when their time comes they weep
and pray for a little more time
to live their lives over again in a different way.
Sing your death song
and die like a hero going home."


Image Credit: Cree, French and English stop sign Canada