Lost Innocence

We are all children, deep inside below the layers of habitual thought, behind the veils of conditioning, beneath the ocean floor of our own ego’s image of self.
That little, playful, innocent, pure, beautiful children inside whatever body, how ever is shaped or aged.

“You can see it in the briefest of moments when looking at the mirror in the glimmer of your eye, or in a deep, intimate, self-introspection and meditation sometimes it surprises you, your own childlike Self.”

Filed of inner innocence

Deep inside everybody has a place for the Soul, a place of innocence.

It can be seen in the eyes, movements and words of people around you, on your work place, in public transportation, in a shopping mall.
Those moments are brief and far in-between, like spring bloom, but it can be seen if you look closely.
Through our lives as we “grow up” layers of conditioning and thought are build, painting that which is deemed acceptable for one’s age and any other behavior is unacceptable, unseemly, not only behavior, thoughts and aesthetics as well.
That is what distances us from magic and wonder in the world, what distances us from true Life filled beauty of world and makes this world grey and dull race towards self-obliteration.
That child inside You is your Self, your True Self and it will always stay like that because that child came into this world pure and clean and complete being, person.

“All personality and character traits that a incarnated Being into a human body in this world develops, are part of conditioning and a part of that blanket of forgetfulness that is intertwined with the nature of life here and now.”

Blossom of an Unique soul

Through time and lifespans every unique Soul Blossoms to its fullest.

You dream from that child, you love, but truly honestly love others from that child, you make art from that child and from its outlook not yours, you do magic from that child.

Dance separated from it, distanced from its playfulness is tainted, be it in art, love, sex, talk, thought, magic or anything else that that child wants to experience truly.
And that is the pitfall of many beings on this here Earth, loss of that simply innocence that instinctively knows the answer to everything.
Animals in the most part have retained that innocence, but those who live around humans too long are sometimes beginning to lose it as well.
Plants have that same innocence in their own way as they grow and unfold their leaves, flowers and blossom in beauty or draw inwards to gather strength for even more dancing.

“The clear and pure mindless playfulness when watching rain droplets on the window glass, the inquisitive leap when walking through the park and looking at nature, wanting, yearning to leap and run through unexplored paths, that is your inner crystal clear pure innocent child Self.”

You may miss it in yourself if you do not look closely.
Sometimes it appears just for a moment, sometimes it lingers and then gray clouds of you and your thought veil it again and it is lost, leaving you wondering was it there in the first place, is it there still, just a vague sense of its touch still present in the back of your mind.
It’s elusive, mysterious and unutterable, it can be beautiful and benevolent or it can be destructive as well, uncontrollable and uncontainable in every moment.
That is what the cosmic storms, hunting wolfs, wild drums and towering gods have in common with a little human child. And with a child in each and every living human with a soul.
It is not a peaceful and shining place for all, all the time, depending on the construct of one’s soul and the layers of experience that innermost core of a soul has accumulated on its journeys through its existence.
It can be painful, aggressive, and utterly obliterating as well as clear and blossoming joy but the connecting glitter in the eye, that purity is there whatever the dance it spins at a given moment.

“If an thunderstorm had the human eye, if an star had that same eye, you would see the same shine as you can see it in yourself and others that special moments when that inner childlike being breaks the surface of the ocean of a Being. That light in that eye is always, no matter what the situation and the urge is, pure.”

Inner child is Wild.

The inner child in every one could be creative as well as destructive.

How to connect with that inner innocent Being, how to let it out and should it be let out in the open?
As creative and playful it could be equally destructive depending on what the soul keeps deep inside its inner chambers, what pains and what wounds.
That is what dancing on various planes of existence is for, that is what cycle of Life is for to mutate and to mend the scratches and cuts, to thrive ever forward towards the All.
We are all from One, that is the All, but are not the same with it inside because there would be no need for dance and fractal perpetuating creation if we were.
In that way that inner child, that You, should be let out to dance in the world you inhabit at a given moment, to experience once again, to learn and change itself.
Because he or she is ever changing, ever growing but eternally a child.
However, it should be taught as well by experience of whole you, even you with ego that is a part of being alive and there is no around it, so it has room and inertia to change and mutate more.

“If that child dances constantly its instinctive patterns from core, if itself it never learns new moves, never remedies old falls and becomes stationary, that child becomes bored and goes to sleep which pushes it deeper and deeper in the being every cycle of life.”

The balance between all parts of you, be it mundane self, ego self, divine self and You as that child is the road to positive mutation and progress on the eternal road that a Soul, a Being, walks on.
That teeter-totter, which every conscious being has to ride in relation to its existence is the key towards perpetual change, healing, mutation, growth, blissfulness and enrichment of an eternal Soul.
Creative and blissful experiences, which that inner innocent child dances out, mutate it towards ever more joy and beauty in itself, brightening the light of inner Soul a bit more each and every turn and twist as it spins behind various faces and shapes in the rich ocean of Cosmos.
Every experience that is clear, without impurities from negative ego, which are blocks on the river of experience towards your inner Self actually, touches You, that child inside, your truest Self, and etches on the surface of it, changes it and mutates it.
Where you become one of infinite beautiful, each in its own way, shapes and patterns on tapestry of Creation.
From All, that is One with everything One with it, but everything separate in it and not so perfect, not completely one with it ever so that the Dance may continue and spin another round, ever more clearer and perfect shape in its imperfection.

“Connecting to it, pushing the veil of indoctrination aside and being  That child is achieved by being honest and true. Towards yourself, towards others, towards universe at large. “

No matter how weird, how awkward, playful or out of the place you are at a given time in a given situation, if you are true your inner Self is always closer to surface, ready to burst out at just the right influences and nudges from outside world and your inner world, working in conjunction.
Practical techniques for altered states, which are many, among other things bring that You on the surface so it can explore, rejoice or do magic. And by being closer to it, keeping it closer to surface every moment of your life, that techniques work better and without much effort than ever before.
You do not do magic or exploration of Creation only in your altered state, in the time of the day you set it for, you do it all the time, and should do it all the time, that child should play and explore, or at least be poised for its dance at a moment’s notice constantly.

Gentle Balance

The gentle dance of balance between all your Selves is as an absent-minded play of a child.

“You are Him or Her, and how ever not suited it may be at a given moment by environments, conditioning and habits, you will never ever be able to be that child in a given moment when it passes, so don’t be child of the society and indoctrination which is not you, be it and dance playfully.”

Harming other conscious beings in what ever way is sometimes part of that play and dance, stemming from wounds on that inner you, but that’s what the life and experiences are for, that what balance of all your selves is for to repair and mend those tangled up patterns in You, so that child does not rage and destroy as much as expected if the balance is maintained.
It should not be mixed up with negative ego however, sometimes ego impersonates that child to go on its own selfish ends and than it seems that inner you is dancing in disorder and destruction, while the real You is deep, deep below. Keeping balance and an outlook from all your selves in what ever form or vantage point they are keeps that danger at bay.



Lost innocence is not lost at all it is hidden, obscured.
If it weren’t for that, all the children, all the beings in the Creation would become static in their play and repeat the same dance moves over and over again.
This way the children can learn and change but stay that same innocent pure souls in their playful exploration and creation.

“We all came out into this world a complete persons, and moments in this type of life distance us from that innocence, but one perfect moment is enough for it to emerge pure into the light of day.”

That is the innocence of the universe and every one of Beings spiraling in it, be it upwards towards its core and the core of All of Creation, or downwards, to experience more and to rekindle the flame inside them.

“Universe is a child and so all of in it is as well.”Fields_of_innocence_by_ideea


Just Grow

The seed has a grown tree inside itself from its inception.
If the seed is damaged, rotted or broken tree will not grow as the image, hologram if you will, of the plant is broken.
Each and every one of beings in the existence plants hers or his seeds of Desires, of Faith, of Life, of Joy, of Ideas, of Dreams, of its Dance itself.

Just Grow pass the pain pass the fears

Just Grow pass the pain, pass the fears, into the light of your day in Blossoming of your soul.

Just as in physical nature there is a time for planting, a time for growth and time to bear fruit and after the life that strong and bold seed gave which grew and thrived it is time to whiter and die so growth can start and ultimately blossom again.
Death is a part of the the growth same as the Blossoming, it is contained in the idea created at the inception in the husk of the seed just as the flower or trunk is.
Some renew right away in its death and some die and rot, just to rise again in new form. The tree sheds leaves in winter, but lives on, only to blossom in spring, but the caterpillar dies in more thorough way through the winter of its life, imprisoned in a cocoon to emerge once again in the light of the sun as butterfly. Its the way of Life on Earth, maximum diversity following the same basic patterns and cycles.

“The song of Earth’s, or Gaia’s, Wisdom is Diversity through growth with every opportunity.”

Diversity is the path towards the proliferation and expansion of fractal of Life with utmost beauty as a goal.
The more the merrier the Earth says, not all shapes, sizes, colors and types of Seeds make it but those who don’t just change again and again until they blossom, be it under the Sun, under the Night’s stars under the endless ocean or between concrete sidewalk.
Growth is through the constant change so the flower can unfold finally, growth is through struggle in darkness so the light can be harvested in full bloom, growth is in blossoming so the seeds can be picked to rise again one early spring morning.
And if that flame, no matter how small or large, inside is kept alive and focused towards the union of its warmth with the warmth of the Sun or cold warmth of Stars there is no true death, only perpetuation until the petals unfold or change, until the influences are just right so the new flower can show its own unique Dance in the garden of constant changing diversity of Beauty.

“Uncertainty breeds fear and fear is the premature rot in any seed.”

How does the seed of a pine stand firm against its form “fear” and uncertainty?
It does not, it slowly but surely grows until it has broken the dirt and unfolded the leaves and thickened the branches and trunk as it goes farther and farther up without stopping for the uncertainty of its slow and sure persistent rise.

Pine grows by instinct taller and taller without a moments thought for dangers and fears

Tree grows by instinct taller and taller without a moments thought for dangers and fears.

For physical seeds the “fear” is the possibility of rot, lack of nutrients, lack of sunshine, animals and many more various dangers.
And the tree, as a living and breathing being same as you and me but slightly different, perpetuates and grows and feeds itself and grows taller as by instinct. It brushes the fear and danger aside, and just grows taller and taller. Instinct, in its many shapes in the branched out Life in its all patterns and moves of Dance, does not deal in possibilities and probabilities, it deals in facts of life in front of it. There is a place for many variations and possibilities in what ever Dance, be it of a flower or a god, and that place is with the fine tuning of its dance moves, color of its petals, ever changing path of its dance’s shape to some extent. But spinning in the Dance itself, its core trunk just grows.

“Some of the seeds don’t make it and they “do” their best, but nature recycles everything from organic matter to energy to the soul matter, and nothing is truly lost, only changed. True death is only by choice to sit down for a bit and stop dancing.”

That young tree to be that never got the chance will die to grow another day in the same or similar form, or completely different, but it is that same tree getting its chance to Live again and again just as everything else in the Universe.
Universe is infinite from our point of view and from the point of view of many other beings in many other types of Life on many levels of existence.
And that means that is infinite in time as well, given enough time each and every soul that yearns to Dance in which ever shape or form in the Creation gets its “chance”. That yearning is always pure from the hearth of the soul, that is the God Herself taking part in each and every living Dancer in Her. Impure wish is part of the obstacles in the many lessons of the path of Life, such as negative ego for human beings, and can not be ever fulfilled because it is not stemmed in the All.

Even in winter growth can go one no matter how  slow

Even in winter growth can go on no matter how slow.

But for the experience’s sake each and every living being of what ever form will have the fear of some form of death, no matter the knowledge or the experience in Dance, that fear has to be conquered again and again for the sake of mutation and perpetual change growing past that fear, in what ever shape it comes, is part of Cosmic play. And that fear is conquered by instinctive growth past it and ever onwards.

“We are all One in the end and All, that Is, is experiencing and living through each and every one of us, and She wants to grow in each and every possible way. So who are we to hinder Her Desire by our fears ?”

True and genuine desire and urge to grow comes from the All Herself into You, Me, Pine tree, a God, an Angel or any other Being in the Creation.
Desires and wishes that come from ego, that is a specific part of Life in corporeal human realm are not true and are not connected to You, your hearth if you will, through the Universe all the way to the “place where All is One”.

“So there it is, the wisdom of the seedling, the source of its audacity, and strength with which it overcomes sometimes immense obstacles is “Just Grow”.”

Spread your blossoming as seeds in a wind

Spread your beauty blossoming as seeds in a wind.

Don’t mind the hard forest floor through which you have to penetrate, don’t mind the occasional lack of sunshine for your leaves, don’t mind the dry seasons or the hard and cold winters, just grow past the fears, past the dangers and obstacles, ever higher, ever farther towards the Sun. And if You don’t make it, if you succumb to the harsh winter or the heavy drought, if you grow and grow and do not get a chance to blossom, don’t mind the withered leaves and broken branches on the forest floor, you’ll die in spite of your strength and beauty in your seed and when you renew and change, maybe only slightly and maybe more, you will get a chance to try again. If the seed is anchored in your soul and pure, the seed will grow to blossom before the end of the Universe,  just grow.

“Young tree does its best to conserve energy when it needs to and to flourish and grow stronger and taller when it is able to, and this is a part of life, the ebb and flow of life’s tides, but through all this it grows.
It does not fear the winter, it does its best and grows, it does not fear the drought it takes what ever water it can get its roots on and grows.
Any plant in any shape or form, be it a god or a human animal could grow that way.”

The Universe itself spreads and grows emanating through countless types of existence in countless realms and planes with uncountable number of beings in what ever shape or form imaginable and unimaginable by the human brain and sooner or later each and every, even the smallest, branch has its flower which grew through cold and dry, moist and hot until it can unfurl, untwine and Blossom. Adding its flower to the infinite diversity of colors and shapes in the Garden of Creation.

Diversity of possibilities is endless

Diversity of possibilities is endless and all will be manifested sooner or later into flowers contained in the whole of Creation.

At the end of infinity that beautiful Garden of Cosmos which is All will unveil its true nature as a Seed containing the fractal Tree that is All in One. And that Tree of trees, the infinite ever branching Creation seed that holds on its branches all the flowers there are, all the leaves that were, are and will be, in its Life and continual infinite unfolding, Just Grows.