TRANQUILITY a place of BLISS

 Mystics say that beyond this state of duality that we are presently dwelling in, there is a place of Bliss.  The ancient Khemites (Egyptians) used the word Het-te-Pu, meaning Tranquility to speak of a state of existence that was beyond War/Peace, a place that had no opposite, a place of rest.

"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.  He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.  He restoreth my soul."

This world is often called an illusion, also called "Maya" in some eastern cultures, many indigenous Americans call it "the smoking mirror",it's often referred to as "the Matrix" in pop-culture.  If we believe this to be true and are seeking an escape route we need to learn how to look for and to read road signs.

In looking for the state of Tranquility we cannot hold on to the belief that it lies in the fulfillment of what we don't have on a material level.  It's a state of contentment wrapped in joy that is not conditioned to change.

It's a state that exists beyond the waning and waxing of the moon, or the rising and setting of the sun.  It is the "right" that stands alone,not opposing wrong, or left. 

It's where the Good Red Road dead ends, and the universe (UNI-VERSE/one-verse) begins.

In the beginning was the word..... 

My Father Raised Me to be the Man that I am

As human beings our soul- masks (bodies) come with mainly two gender options. (That is as of this time and date in history.) These options purportedly have emotions that go with them that help us project our ego's as either being masculine or feminine.

My father raised me to be the man that I am, just as my mother raised me to be the woman I am.

My father made it clear that one was to lead a virtuous life, never giving into the negative.  It was of great importance to control ones emotions and behavior.  The avoidance of such emotions and the demonstration of them, such as anger, left me unprepared in some ways, to deal with them effectively. I don't think many families talk about the anger and the violence which is a real part of life for so many people.  I was very much sheltered from some of the brutalities in life that happen within the confines of a home. My father decided not to carry certain behavior from his childhood into his newly created family, and the same with my mother.  It was only when I set off to "Play house" did I have close encounters, and sorry to say they were not of the third kind.  

My husband and father of my first born child, did not pass the "Man test" (the one that I formulated in my head based on my experiences of being raised by a real man)and I decided that I was not going to die or become injured repeatedly while he was attempting to grow up.  

Consequently I was given the sole and primary responsibility of raising a man, my son.  

It seems that karmic-ly a lot of women have been given that responsibility.  Is it for the purpose of restoring men to their manhood, in it's truest sense?  Some men have lost the ability to govern with love and kindness, to use strength to enable others, to know where true power lies and to make that their goal.  

But inevitably who we are, or who we are becoming, becomes challenged.  What I have instilled in my son, about being a man, has definitely been challenging.  Just as it was challenging to me.  It's harder when one doesn't have an example like so many don't.  I am glad for the man that was my father and the man that he taught me to be, so that I could teach that to my son, and grandson.