Ave

Embodied Spirit

[A.A.Milne @A_AMilne]

“I can face the winter with calm. Crisp and sparkling days, long pleasant evenings, cheery fires. Good work shall be done this winter. Life shall be lived well. The end of the summer is not the end of the world. Here’s to October.” ~A.A.Milne
#October #October1

[Becoming Still @becomingstill_]

The world was full
of places to go,

but the bird
chose one thin branch
and stayed.

There is wisdom
in knowing
when you have arrived
somewhere gentle enough
to rest.

[Ray🩸🥀 @SeDiceNElBarrio]

She has a soul that
has been tired since
the day she was born...

It's like she carries
a cosmic fatigue that
cannot be cured by sleep
soft words or the gentle
passage of time...

Just a girl wandering
around the edges of a life
she never felt she belonged to...

yet still able to keep dreaming
about something she can't quite
remember, but somehow keeps
engraving itself onto her soul...
🩸🥀

📸 Pinterest ✨🌙

[Ave @avebeyondtime]

@UnityNewsNet We need those able to to look after us here and defend our communities in our lands - not go to far off lands to carry out the will of the ‘elites’.

[Ramblings @ramblingsloa]

May the stars carry your sadness away
May the flowers fill your heart with beauty
May hope forever wipe away your tears.
And, above all, may silence make you strong.

Chief Dan George

[Ave @avebeyondtime]

@BGatesIsaPyscho The idiots are desperate now - jog on …

[Jim Beattie @JimBeattie18]

Good Afternoon 🌅
~
When you lose your way
on a misty day,
You might end up
in a beautiful place.
~
Not all who wander are lost.......
~
Painting by Rex Preston.

[Nina S. Murphy 🌻 @ninaslostnfound]

"Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth."

- Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

🖌️ James Downie, 'Nearly Home' (oil on canvas)

[Ramblings @ramblingsloa]

In one drop of water are found all the secrets of all the oceans;
In one aspect of You are found all the aspects of existence.

Khalil Gibran

[Nina S. Murphy 🌻 @ninaslostnfound]

"I do not want to be a woman who is always rushing.

I do not want to be a woman who is always busy, always frantic, always racing around trying to do everything and please everyone.

I would like to be a relaxed woman, an unhurried woman, a woman who has untangled her self-worth from her productivity, who can rest without guilt and anxiety.

I would like to be a woman who lives at the natural pace of her nervous system, who accepts that, no matter how hard she tries, she cannot 'do it all'.

I would like to be a woman who can potter without a goal and dawdle without a destination.

A woman who trusts in her rhythms of hard work and deep rest, of outer contribution and inner healing, of holding others and letting herself be held.

A woman who feels safe to say 'no', safe to ask for help, safe to slow down."

Nicola Jane Hobbs | 📷 Kimberley Jowett Merrifield

[Kateri Seraphina @KateriSeraphina]

"La peur", de Khalil Gibran.
"On dit qu'avant d'entrer dans la mer,
une rivière tremble de peur.
Elle regarde en arrière le chemin
qu'elle a parcouru, depuis les sommets,
les montagnes, la longue route sinueuse
qui traverse des forêts et des villages,
et voit devant elle un océan si vaste
qu’y pénétrer ne parait rien d'autre
que devoir disparaître à jamais.
Mais il n'y a pas d'autre moyen.
La rivière ne peut pas revenir en arrière.
Personne ne peut revenir en arrière.
Revenir en arrière est impossible dans l'existence.
La rivière a besoin de prendre le risque
et d'entrer dans l'océan.
Ce n'est qu'en entrant dans l'océan
que la peur disparaîtra,
parce que c'est alors seulement
que la rivière saura qu'il ne s'agit pas
de disparaître dans l'océan,
mais de devenir océan."

[Ramblings @ramblingsloa]

The best and most beautiful things in the world
Cannot be seen or even touched
They must be felt with the heart ❤️

Helen Keller

[Bluebell Raven @BluebellRaven]

“Wild is the music of autumnal winds
Amongst the faded woods.”

—William Wordsworth

[Leah Eagles @LeahsLight_]

They told us
feminine energy is soft—
quiet, gentle,
meant to be pleasing.

But divine feminine energy
was never meant to be tamed.

She is rage
when something sacred is threatened.

She is nurturing,
the hands that heal,
the arms that hold,
the heart that knows how to love deeply.

She is protective,
a force that rises
when her own are in danger.

She is mysterious,
carrying secrets
older than words.

She is dark,
unafraid of the shadows
where transformation begins.

She is intuitive,
hearing what isn’t spoken,
knowing what cannot be explained.

She is magnetic,
drawing in what resonates
with the truth of her soul.

She is fierce,
a fire that refuses to be extinguished.

She is sensual,
alive in her body,
connected to her power,
unashamed of her desire.

They told us feminine energy was soft.

Perhaps they forgot—

softness is only one face
of the divine.

And when she remembers
everything she is,

she becomes unstoppable.

[Dr Rudolf Steiner @RudolfStein2026]

Some souls are centuries ahead of others.

Stop thinking that everyone evolves at the same pace.
They don’t.
They never have.

Every soul arrives carrying a different history:

Different karma.
Different capacities.
Different wounds.
Different tasks.

No two human beings stand at the same point in their evolution.

Some understand in minutes what others struggle to grasp for decades.
Some are driven through suffering that would break another.
Some incarnate with unusual clarity.
Some resist transformation their entire lives.

Some move quickly.
Others move slowly.

And from the perspective of a single lifetime, this looks brutally unfair:

One is born into opportunity, another into chaos.
One seems naturally gifted, another fights for every inch.
One awakens early, another sleeps for half a century.

But judging this from one incarnation is like reading one chapter and pretending you know the entire book.

What looks like talent may be the result of long‑prepared work.
What looks effortless may have been purchased through immense struggle long before birth.

The universe is not organized around human notions of fairness.
It is organized around spiritual law.

And this leads to an uncomfortable truth:

Human beings are profoundly unequal in development — not in worth, but in where they currently stand.

If every soul evolved at the same speed, individuality would collapse.
Humanity would become a mass of identical units on an identical path.

Instead, humanity is a vast choir of different biographies.

Different voices.
Different rhythms.
Different destinies.

Individual evolution is unequal.
But human evolution is collective.

No soul can say:
“I have awakened. I am finished.”

Because your development eventually intertwines with the development of others.

The one who awakenes earlier carries responsibility for the one who has not.
And the one who awakens later must eventually stand on their own.

Humanity is not a cluster of isolated individuals.
It is a spiritual organism.

The purpose is for consciousness to spread,
for freedom to deepen,
for thinking to awaken —
until human beings can carry one another without violating one another’s freedom.

So yes:

Some souls move faster.
Some move slower.
Some are awake.
Some are asleep.

Your task is to become what you are capable of becoming — and eventually, to help others become what they are capable of becoming.

That is the paradox:

We do not evolve equally.
We do not walk the same path.
We do not awaken at the same time.

Yet somehow, we are still moving toward one another.

[Gitana @Gitana1369877]

"Everything in the world is a mirror. It returns to you the exact reflection of your own soul."

[Francisco Ribeiro @fraveris]

"We must never stop believing that beautiful things can happen, even in times of chaos."

Final steps of autumn by Leiko Tar

[Ramblings @ramblingsloa]

Wishing you all
Wherever you are on Planet Earth 🌍
A wonderful new week ❤️

[Inspiration & More @LifeWithJohn]

What we dwell on...We Create.
What we think...We Become.
What we ponder...We Empower. - Mary Davis

[GOETHE @DailyGoethe]

Eines Morgens riechst du den Herbst. Es ist noch nicht kalt; es ist nicht windig; es hat sich eigentlich gar nichts geändert – und doch alles.

🍁 Kurt Tucholsky 🍂