Harmony is a prerequisite of any journey. For without the balance of harmony there can never be a true or real interpretation of light.
Within the boundaries of thought are so many possibilities that fracture and fragment, endlessly at times, into something that is nothing like the originator of thought itself.
What is the mechanism of observation and allowing the true and real understanding of light and love for what one is to be present within their own vicinity at all times? A hard question, surely not. For within the boundary of thought comes the equality of light, and within the equality of light comes the sound of what one is. The sound of what one is, is always in balance, always in line with the thought that created it all.
And beyond the thought is the reality of what one is. It is like a cross that you see on your wall where the vertical aspect is the ascension into the higher regions of light of what you are, and the horizontal is the sound of life and creation coming into a centre point. That is the balance and harmony. All things into one central point of awareness and observation.
And while you observe, you observe because of the centre point of light that descends and ascends at every interval of the circumference of life and sound, called creation.
The movement of thought is abstract and away from its original thought. The essence of thought is centred within the light of what one is, and therefore balance and harmony is always aligned to the centre point of awareness and observation. Nothing more, nothing less. For either end of the spectrum is out of balance with the centre point.
And so light and love are the one true and real counterbalance to all things. Not counterbalance as an outer offset of measurement, but the counterbalance to all things – a centre most point of awareness. Inward awareness. Love. The light of what you are, and yet within that light are always graduations of awareness and understanding as one ascends higher and closer to what they really are beyond the matrix of revolution.
And within the sound of entry, one remits all that one is to enter within illusion. And within the exit, one returns to the flame of remembrance to take on the light of what one is once again.
And so the awareness of all is the balance and harmony that one seeks at all times within the essence of what they are. An outward thought, an outward motive, lessens the quality of sound of what one is, and the love within is surely the only true point of recall. No measurement. No life. No complexity. Just the true awareness of the centre point of what one always was, even before they came here.
I leave you with what I have most of, and that is truly love.