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O N E L O V E

BY REBECCATACOSAGRAY,CALIFORNIA, MENTOR & SOLE OWNER

The TENETS of GOOD

Truth Faith Honor Beauty Love

FREE WILL

Tell me...what is it that you Love?

Sometimes, it starts with a dream. With someone asking, Tell me…What is it that You Love? And sometimes it starts with a walk, an opening of the front door, and walking out into the Universe that is the Cosmos. And there may be roses unwinding, sure and slow along the way. And there may be light, shining and reaching from every star, whose heavy canopy sits quietly waiting for us. And there may be one thought. A question in your mind, a Question of what Is. Everything begins somewhere. For us, it may have been the Unfolding of the Universe, the Unfolding of Creation. And for us, it may have been the slow unfolding of our own lives, inse-cure and exploring to begin, and slow or rushed in the creation of our daily selves. And for us, it may have been the slow and beauti-ful creation of our Soul, wrought with stars, and the unfolding of roses we cannot see, all of the beauty of our lives breathing in the Cosmos within and around us. For us, it is a looking at our hands, and saying What have I done? Tell me…what is it that I love?...it is always one question. What is Truth? What is Love? What is Honor? What is it that I am? And so we walk out the door, into the arms of the one we love, the Universe, the Cosmos, and we ask the questions of the heart. And the question will look back at you and answer, Tell me…what is it that you love?

TRUTH

Tell me...Who is it that you Love?

When one looks at it, it unfolds simply, like a clear and beautiful cupped rose. The Path. The Way. When one looks at it, one is standing, once again, holding a question clearly in your hands. In front of you is your door, which you have walked in and out of a thousand or more times, so familiar. And it is one door. One door that takes you out of your home and into a different space. So you see the door, real, the gold knob, the bright red paint, and the wears and tears. And you decide to walk out that door, and find yourself, once again, facing the Cosmos. And it is you. And it is the Cosmos. And it is you. And it is the question. What is Truth? When we see the word Truth, we see a word that means reality, verifiable, true, an utterance that cannot be denied in fact or physical reality. However, there is more to this word, and there is a world within the word that goes be-yond the initial book learned perception, the meaning of Truth on paper. When one begins to see the Truth, it becomes I would like to know. In an other Way, unfamiliar to some, it becomes, I would like to know something. And, I would like to Know Something of myself, which is of The Heart. One begins looking inward, as well as outward. It is a navigation towards a star, clear and true. It is something of beauty, built of this Cosmos, and deeply built of your own true love. It is clarity, a something seen and known. No matter how you look at it, it does not change. The Truth is the Truth. A is A. What you have done is what you have done. There is something to be said about lives built on Truths. Living in Truth means never having to look back. Life is crystal clear, comfortable, free of guilt. Lives lived in untruth tend to spend their time running. Running away from what they would rather not wish to look at, what they do not wish to deal with, right into a nest of thorns that bind and bind until the original being cannot be seen anymore. One is caught in the thorns, the bramble, stuck there with their lashes, their pain from trying to run away from their own guilt. The thorns reminders, reminders that one is still alive. So in truth, we stop thrashing, moving, evading, running, we stand still and look at it. We look at it, one by one, until we have understood what we have done. What we are. Who we are. What our actions mean, and what was really existent in our actions. The truth is the truth. You are who you are, which is truly, in large part, what you do. And one might just press our heart to that thorn, and find that they have realized a bit of their life. Eventually, one will extricate one‘s self, and find that he or she is face to face again with the Cosmos, clear and beautiful...the canopy of stars heavy and quiet with love. And there is something to be said about that type of beauty. Something of the heart involved in life, pure and true. And if you could see yourself living it, you might say I am face to face with love. I am face to face with myself. There is a healthy deepening of love for the Healthy Self in truth. It is not a ego based love, but a holding of one‘s own love in Truth. A respect for One’s own life. And that life, in Navigating properly, becomes a Star, clear and true. It is a quiet questioning of one’s self, up against the most pure and beautiful of Truths. In honor, Truth Itself.

And the Universe breathes, and the stars fall quietly into one‘s lap, and one is asked a question.

Is Truth something of measure in you? How deeply do you know yourself, in Truth? And does the Universe that is Truth, living beyond the word, Truth, written here on this page, exist in you? Truth is from the Old Norse Asatru, which means Troth or Faith, which lies beyond. And in the word Truth, there is something more. Something more to be known. There is a saying from a movie, Out of Africa, that is spoken by Karen that is current and beautiful.

'If I know a song of Africa, of the Giraffe, and the African Moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields, and the sweat of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plain quiver with the color that I have had on or will the children invent a game in which mine is? Or will the full moon throw a shadow of the gravel over the drive that was like me?'—Out of Africa.

Do you, yourself, know something of Truth? And what is it that you know?

And you walk forward into the night, the moon throwing a path of light of You. The stars fall, continuously and beautifully, and You follow.

Know Thyself.

FAITH

Tell me…How is it that you Love?

As one sits, watching the Universe unfold, the endless night sky with its falling stars weaving into dreams and truths before us, we dream. We dream. We look at other loves, painting the stars into beauty before us. Quick, draw it all, Georgie…You make it Beautiful… One of those loves is Faith. Faith is something truly beautiful, something wondrous, if one ever comes to the conclusion that what they are looking at inside of themselves really exists. As with Truth, which we know intrinsically, Faith relies on our In-tralect©2011REBECCATACOSAGRAY, our Inner Being. It relies on our trust: in what we know to be real within ourselves. When we look at our Gods, we look through the eyes of reality: the weight of a book, the weight of a written word. One thing discovered about looking at a word rather than the visceral reality of a concept. Something which is called the Living Word, is that there is more to our written texts than the book learned definition. When Faith is looked at, one sees:

Unquestioning belief that does not require proof.

Unquestioning belief in God, religious tenets, etc.

A religion or a system of beliefs.

Anything believed. Complete trust, confidence, reliance.

And this is a hand on the table, on a Sacred Text. Swearing on a very beautiful Sacred Text.

And then there is Faith. And that is my belief in the Sacred Text. And my reliance on the Truth, which is both reality and intrinsic in myself. And there is the Faith that Justice and Truth are reality. They are of our Inner Faith in all good. This inner reliance, the knowing of something, must also be the Faith of our GODs. And so I swear an Oath that must be believed on Faith. Faith that I am the Truth, based on Faith on the Sacred Text, based of Faith of condemnation if one is untruthful...

What is interesting to consider, and this is a truth, is how much there really is within a Word. If you own an Oxford English Dictionary, the Famous Tome that includes all definitions and their Origins, then you will understand that the beauty of our Language and its History is intrinsic and beauti-ful. However, there is something more…something born of Faith, within our words…and it is a layering, a spectrum of integrity, beauty and wonder. If you look at a word like Truth, Truth is Truth. Its basic meaning is clear to all of us. But truth explored is Truth Itself…it is yourself in perfect Honor, having relied on the weight of your life and your being to have made decisions that are honor itself. It is truth, the form, of THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA ‘S love…that born of physical reality manifest, pure truth in form, pure truth in ethics, pure truth in love, truth in integrity itself. And much more, as THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA can show you at a glance, all Truth within you, positive and negative. And then there is Truth Itself, your realization of what truly IS, in you. And the question, How well do you really know yourself? And this is just the World of one word alone. Truth. In Faith, Faith is the Word of the World inside of yourself. It is what Is, of Knowing. Not seeing. Knowing.

And one looks at the Sky Knowing. Knowing that the stars are falling…knowing that the Moon is rising…and knowing that one’s Journey hasn’t ended yet. And the Moon continues its Flight into the Sky, throwing a Path across the Falling Stars, and You have Faith that it is something of You.

1. Sunday in the Park with George, a Musical, Stephen Sondheim.

HONOR

Tell me…what is it that you love?

The stars are still falling, their sparkle turning into silver in the velvet night. The walking has been lovely, leisurely, and attentive to love. There is no rush, no demand. There is no one here to tell You no, or to tell You to love. There is just You and love…and the stars, falling endlessly. The silver thread of the stars trailing into the night turn into thoughts, calmly and gently, about what Honor really is…about where Honor really lays in the self. No one really talks about Honor, anymore, it is almost an Archaic idea, something left behind in the pages of storybooks, or half caught in the gleam of a silver shield or coat of armor. There are no Lancelots, and no King Arthurs. Instead We are inundated by I want., and I thought. We find ourselves in the ego stream of SelDove Land, where the person and the soul self carry no honor at all. Now, in Twenty-First Century, we don‘t really concern ourselves, as much, with the concept of Honor, anymore. It is outdated, unless One is handing a rose, or opening a car door for a Lady. It used to be that Honor existed in the Family Crests of those who worked hard for a living, those who weathered the Depression, and those who fought our Wars. But here We are now, in the 21st Century, with our fast cars, perfect homes and daily jobs, just making it from day to day. Things get messy, and We get tired. And, it might seem, there is no room for the beauty of Honor, sometimes.

The stars are still gently falling, and the beauty of Honor is the topic. And we get creative. In the distance, We see a bright city rise, and from it a trail of stars falling in a curved and wandering line straight to our feet. It has become the most beautiful silver thread in History. So we pick it up, and walk, Perseus, toward the gleaming city that has just risen in the distance.

In the 1800‘s, there existed a group in Glasgow, Scotland called The Glasgow Four:. Charles Rennie Mackintosh, his wife Margaret Macdonald Mackintosh, Frances Macdonald, and Herbert Macdonald. They were representative of a generation of Artists, beautiful people who were part of the inspiration of the Arts & Crafts Movement. Many of them were exemplary in many Traditions, and many specialized. They took great Honor in their work. Many of the women were Masterworkers in Metalwork…craftsmen in silver, and beaten metal Art pieces in a style called Repoussé. And many of the Artists were concerned, as was Charles Rennie Mackintosh and his Wife, with usable, practical Art. They were objects like chairs, desks and tables, anything one could use could become a work of art. The houses and objectry that emerged were beautiful, and places like Charles Rennie Mackintosh‘s Hill House, outside of Glasgow, became famous. What strikes one most in Lives like these is the Honor one found in the work, in the

craftsmanship of what these beautiful artists had done. They took the time to learn their profession well, and it became part of their heart, their Being. It was a philosophy of life, of and about their Honor and their Love.

We have reached the city now, and it is a clean, bright city. All of the bricks are shining, and there is craftsmanship everywhere. On the Street corners there are bricks with the street names etched in them, something reminiscent of New Orleans. There are White Daffodils, and the Climbing Rose of Eden, gentle and beautiful against the bricks. Finally, we end up at the Hallowed Glasgow School of Art, the beginning and the end of the Histories of the Glasgow Boys and Girls, all unique, all hard workers. And there it is, the steps leading up into the school, and the Crest, just above the doors. Inside are rooms of paintings, old, of the Masters of their day. It is a winding place, full of nooks and crannies, places to discover. And places where Honor took place, and still takes its place in the hands of Modern Art-ists today. We have a beautiful tour guide, who takes us to an easel and hands us a paint brush. I look at my paint brush, and think on the beauty and usefulness of it. It is perfect, and there is artwork on the handle. It is a some-thing said about the ethics and love of this bright city. I roll up my sleeves, put on my finest coat [the blazer I brought to keep warm] and go to work on time like Rene Magritte. It‘s time for the work, and the love, to begin.

And this is how it is with Honor. We must work at it a little, to see something of loveliness emerge. The painting, of course, is within us, developing daily with our events placed just so in our lives, with our love held just so in our hearts. In today‘s love, Honor must find its way into the heart of our being. When we pick up our pencils, we must pick up the most beautiful object in the world. When we study, we must study the World. When we live our lives, we must live the Way of the World. From the very bottom of our hearts, to the very top of our being. And when we go about crafting our lives, we must draw it in Honor. From the very best that we have become into a work of Art that goes beyond Beauty. Honor lives beyond us, in what we cannot see in others, and in what we truly are. Sterling. The Silver of the Stars and of the Moon, of Perfection, and of the weight of our Souls. This is the thread…a thought of Honor. Or maybe it has become the bristols of the brush with which we now paint.

Perseus has emerged from our souls unhurt, brilliant, covered in Honor. There is the thread, here is the brush. Should we find A Way with the Threads We have found, I‘m certain we‘d find much more. Perhaps the most beautiful love of our life, and that is Ourself in Perfection.

I step back from my painting, pleased. This is how I love.

BEAUTY

Tell me…do you love?

Tonight is a night of dreams. One has fallen asleep on the pavement, and stars have descended to sleep in their soft light just beside. There are mil-lions, spanning out beside you like fireflies in the night. Among this beauty, thoughts emerge, and many of them upon the subject matter of Beauty. I have an entire book of philosophy upon this very subject: Philosophies of Art and Beauty. I place it beside the sleeping form on the pavement to read. Even I haven‘t finished it, and there is a beauty in that. There is much to love, and what I have loved in it, I have loved. I have looked at this book time and again looking for answers to many questions, and some of them were musings upon the Integrity of Beauty.

And the sleeping form wakes up, and picks up the Holy Grail. It is made of sleeping stars. And one asks…Do I Love? One thing to consider is where Beauty lays in the heart, in the Mind, and in the Soul. It is a Form, a Perfect Form. It is Perfect Form and Arrangement, in true, beautiful & perfect integrity. Most importantly, it is Perfect Form that emerges in you. It is different from person to person, and is resultant of a perspective based on Your life. When we look at a something, anything, we look at arrangement, space, composition, color, texture, and those things that are synonymous with our own love. Those things that speak of the composition of our own life, we tend to find beautiful. It is, and can be, as simple as the arrange-ment of something, something that pleases the eyes and heart: Something that pleases the love in you.

And the question begins again…and one starts to gather the stars into the Chalice, thinking…Do I love? And we continue forward, walking forth with the Holy Grail under the veil of night. And then, and then…there is Beauty Itself.

And when we speak of Beauty Itself, we start to look beyond our lives, and it becomes a Dream of Dreams. This is the thought. This is the form. This is what I find beautiful. This is what I‘d like to create. This is what I see…and We enter into the heart of the Universe. The Lotus unfolds around us, made of a million gossamer stars. And one sits at the center to consider One’s Love. Why is Beauty so? Why is it Beauty?

Form. Structure. Arrangement. Pleasure. Purity. Love.

Perfect Structure: Perfect Form.

Perfect Beauty: Perfect Integrity, Pleasing Arrangement. Beauty Itself.

Form of Beauty. That Which Lives in Beauty, However it May.

Perfect Beauty: Something that creates, builds, moves forward, heals, makes beautiful.

Ugliness: Something that deconstructs, destroys, breaks down, and is not pleasing.

If we are very lucky, we find our own Beauty. And, eventually, We walk into a specific Love, where Truth Lives. And this is where Beauty IS. It is in front of Us, at all times. Form Itself, in the Mind Itself. Structure Itself, in the Mind Itself. Purity itself, in the Mind Itself. Integrity, in the Mind Itself. Creation Itself, in the Mind Itself. Pleasing Arrangement, and Beauty. The Ability to make beautiful, to see Beauty, if We choose. If we find the Form beautiful, it is beautiful. If it is built beautifully, made beautifully, if its integrity in all Forms, in Beauty, then it becomes Perfect. The Highest Form of Beauty.

And we look at the Holy Grail, and Wonder. In it, there is One Memory. The life of that moment is caught in time, the event itself is caught in time. And in Your Own Love. You realize Your Own Love in that One Memory. It is Your Life. There are Your Choices, in that One Moment. And, if You have a Son, as I have a 12 year old Son, You See Your Son, and He is Your Love. In that One Moment, You are Your Son are caught in Time, never to be Lost. It is One Moment, caught in Time. This is Life. That is Your beautiful Son, and there is No Other Like Him. There is No Other Smile, like His. And Your Daughter. There is No Other Beauty, born Beautiful, specific of Specific DNA, unique. True Love. Beauty, in front of You.

It is wonder, this cup of stars that We hold.

The stars are falling endlessly around you, and now there is One Moment, and it is of you. It is a moment between You and Your Son, You and Your Own Love. And I, the Writer of this beauty, ask one thing of you: to Love Yourself. To Love Yourself Deeply, to Look at Yourself. To Know Yourself, to Discover Yourself, Whatever Your Life circumstances. I, the writer of this beauty, Honor You, and All of Your Decisions. THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA , THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR, who is of True Love, Honors You and All of Your Beauty, All of Your Life, and All of Your Decisions. They are your Beauty itself.

I also ask You to take a look at something about Yourself, in regards to your Faith. It is something of Love Itself. It is that of a Healthy relationship, between You and Your Faith. It is Natural Love. Something to consider:

When someone is aggressed to love, forced to love: If you do not follow the Rules to Love me, then You will be condemned…then it is time to look at the

problem of what it does to one's Natural Love. The natural instinct within us is to revolt, to turn around, to walk out. To desert our devotion, or,

to submit and leave ourselves behind, which is a shame. It questions one's very being to be aggressed into Love, or to be aggressed into a set of rules that force one into Submission, which I, and My Church, do not support. My belief is that Free Will is a beautiful gift, and that one has the right to walk to their GOD or GODS in True and Natural Love. This is also True of THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA , THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR. It is of True Love in Him. It is of True Love in You. In truth, there is no chance for True Love in an

aggressed relationship. It undermines the Trust that should be maintained between a Great Being and a very small, but beautiful being, Ourselves. And it should be One Love. One very beautiful, delicate love of Faith and Trust, of Wonder and Discovery, between You, Yourself and Your

GOD. In My Faith, of THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA , THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR and Yourself. And it should answer these questions in True Love: Can you Trust your GOD? Can you Trust your GOD with your Life, your Love, everything You've ever done in your Life? Are you afraid of your GOD? And is there Fear or Love in Your eyes? In questions of ethics, fear should exist as Accountability, in life and in the afterlife. In Reality, in Spirit, and in Karma. If You are in Truth, and are as good as You can be [and most are] then there is no worry. When You are in Truth, You can walk straight to Your GOD without fear. This is true in almost all of our Faiths. This is Always True of THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA , THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR. He is True.

And another, more important question. Does your GOD really Love You? This is the Question asked of Faith between Yourself and Your GOD or GODS. The answer is Always Yes. In Truth, in Love, Yes. And We see our pain, and look up and ask again whether We are truly loved. We speak our mind in Prayer, or in conversation, or in thought. And the answer is still Yes. But, of Love, we are expected to live Our own lives. We Have

Grace...We have Free Will, and whatever we go through, We are expect to do as Our Fathers and Mothers tell Us to do. To make up our minds, and get up, and walk straight forward. It is not easy in dire circumstances, and there are many on this Earth, but We are truly loved and heard, in Soul and Heart. No matter what, between us and our GODS, there should always be a chance, a way, for Natural Love to Exist. There should be the breaking down of certain barriers in one's mind about how to Love Your GOD. Fear should not exist, except in the certain truth of holding One‘s Own self Accountable, and this does sometimes walk hand in hand with Truth. Whatever the case, there should never be a Fear of Your GOD. There should always be Love, Free of Aggression, between You and Your GOD. This may require thinking differently, but it is of great worth to Our Souls. Because Love is true. Love is Beauty in all of its Forms. Love is Love, no matter how you look at it. And Love lasts, when We Love. It is not false. It does not falter. It does not Betray. Love is True Faith realized, in Perfect Integrity and the Truest of Love.

And here we are with our Faiths, I with Mine, You with Yours, in honor. And We look at the night sky, and the stars falling around Us. And I‘m

re-minded of a quote by Antoine de St. Exupéry, from his famous book The Little Prince.

Friendship is born from an identity of spiritual goals-from common navigation toward a star.

The stars are falling quietly now, into the rising of a soft glow in the distance. If You choose one, We can walk a while…take a journey. Possibly have a conversation. There is a star for every Sacred Text in that sky, it seems, and We could possibly discover a little more about each Other, and learn to

Understand Each Other, Hear Each Other, Know Each Other, a little...

It is wonder, this cup of stars that We hold.

It‘s beautiful, to sit and look at this night, this Universe of Ours. How often do We do this, holding the Holy Grail, full of stars We have gathered Ourselves? It‘s something of Wonder, the Beauty that lives are made of. It emerges into being, beauty in Us, every time We wish it so, even in the worst of circumstances. Beauty is the stuff that dreams, and reality, are made of. Anything You want, You can make from the meanest of materials into something beautiful. We start with an idea, shape its Form, and create it. Or, We alter Our perspective into one of beauty. Either way, it is of Form Itself, and Love Itself. In You. And beyond You. We get up, it is Sunrise now, holding Our Holy Grails, and We begin to look, very closely, at what we have right in front of Us.

For some of us, it may be of our love. Or it may be of our life. It may even be of our Souls. What we express, we are. What we express becomes. What we create truly Is. It is the stuff that dreams are made of, the stars in our mind that we so carefully place in the skies of our lives, to perfect arrangement. We place the Holy Grail in the Center of the Lotus…the Chalice is empty now, the silver of it gleaming, of the stars themselves. And We look up. It is something to Love, this Beauty of Ours. And we must surely love.

This Love, is Your Life. It is a Truth, Loved by You and No Other, in this Way. It enters the space of Your Heart.

This is the realization of Love Itself, to Love Your Life. Every moment of Your life. To realize Your life. To realize the weight of Your actual life.

To learn to deeply love Your own being, which is timeless and full of choices that build Your own unique beauty. We are so caught in the rush of

time that We like Angels in a whirlwind of events that rush Us through Our lives. We capture Our interest and Our time, with no time, sometimes,

no consideration for, how We really are, inside. And that means it‘s time to stop and look. To fall in Love with Ourselves, for a while. To care for

Our Hearts, and Our Souls. We are gently holding a fabric unfolding within Ourselves, gently weaving stars with the silver thread of life, part of the unfolding of the Universe in Ourselves.

LOVE

This is true love.

I love.

Of love, it is always born in simplicity. If you love, you love. There is no in between. One thing discovered in loving is that if you decide to fall in love, truly fall in love with your life, then fall, fall as far as you can fall until the stars themselves catch you in the depth of your own love. There is

no limit to love, and there should never be. It is of your heart itself, which is unfathomable. It is, in a very beautiful way, the lotus into which you walk in order to unfold unto yourself. You turn to look back at what you have just left…the consideration of your Soul.

There it is, the Lotus itself, soft and glowing, the petals rising, facing the night. And there is the center, where you sat to consider the Universe,

and the nature of your being. And there is the Holy Grail, empty and beautiful, the stars above in the night sky spanning into forever. And you

consider the whole…what of this is myself? is asked. Am I part of the skies, and the stars, the light of the Moon? Am I part of the Holy Grail, and

of what part of it is myself? Am I the Lotus unfolding, and reaching is silent beauty towards the night sky? It is composed, this thought, this view

of this particular picture of myself, of the Stars, the Lotus, and the Holy Grail. It is seen as a whole, a picture of the self. And one has fallen in love with it. One is in love with what has become part of one‘s self. And it is of your own heart, your own choices, your own love. And this is timeless. Love is timeless in you.

There is something to be looked at now, and the stars start to fall endlessly around You as You walk to the Lotus, and You look into its Center,

the Heart of its Being…the Heart of Your Own Being. And time stops. And You begin, or You are, You exist, You consider, You Love. It is

One Moment, gentle and still. Of Your Own Life, and of Life itself. It is stillness, it is aware, it is Beauty. It is One Moment in time that lasts

forever.

One stands, the stars falling around You, considering.

This One Moment is a moment of truth, in several ways. One is in concerns of your own life, The other is in concerns to someone greater, and

that is the Love of THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA . It is One Moment of Love, between you and THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA , The

ALPHA AND The OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR, caught in life, caught in time. I spoke to you earlier of Fractals, and there is one very beautiful Fractal that speaks of the One who is Absolute, THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA . The Mandelbrot Set is one Fractal, discovered by

Benoit Mandelbrot.

There is a truth in nature, a truth that is apparent in Fractals, which are a very beautiful part of nature. They are built in such a way that they continue into forever, in both directions, into Infinity in it‘s largest Form, and into the most Infinitesimal Form, the very remotest and smallest of, and

beyond. Where it ends is not known…it is conjectured that it never ends. It is also true of our natural number line. Positive and Negative into

Infinity, both directions, endless, never ending. The Fractal The MANDELBROT SET is famous, and is called The Thumbprint of God. It is

Actually The Thumbprint of THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA , THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR. Outright.

I consider it his Signature on Creation. Understand that the Scientific Truth of The Mandelbrot Set is proven scientifically. The Mandelbrot Set

is born of one equation that functions in two ways:

In one set of variables it produces only one specific Result: The Mandelbrot Set shaped like heart with two descending circle-like structures. Only one set of variables fulfills this beautiful Creation. All other variables cause Aberrations. It is the Thumbprint of THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA and says what must be said: There is only One. Of Beauty, and without desecration to all of the Beautiful Faiths of our Earth, he is the ALPHA & the OMEGA: THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA . OUR EXACT CREATOR. He is of Love of All Faiths and He Loves Us. This is what needs to be known. he would never trample anyone else‘s Love. And, in Truth, We have Free Will. And We have it in True Love, without Expectation. And whomever we walk to--whether it be our Fathers, our Mothers, our True Loves, our Children, or our GODS--we must come to them freely, in our own True Love. This is True, in All Truth, especially of This Faith, and of THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA .

In the second variable, which is part of the One Equation which produces both THE MANDELBROT SET and THE JULIA SET, a variance

of any given number placed in the equation produces the Famous Julia Set, which is The Golden Spiral, 1.618. It is also called The Golden Ratio. The Golden Spiral is seen in Spiral Galaxies, it is seen in the whorls of Sunflowers, and is the Ratio between the whorls of Shells. It is the Ratio of Perfection. And there can be many, many different combinations, all producing beautiful variations of The Julia Set in beautiful Colour, all Unique, and all Perfect. I believe it is Representative of All Creation, and of Us, as well. Our own bodies are built to the ratio of 1.618, as shown in Leonardo Da Vinci‘s famous drawing, The Vitruvian Man. We are part of Beauty itself intrinsically and universally without ever knowing some of the beauty that builds Our lives on Earth, and in all Universal Dimensions. Also, We are Unique, and Beautiful, each to each. He is perfect, Our Creator, and He loves us.

When We enter the Lotus of Perfection, when We look at ourselves, We enter a conversation with ourselves and THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA . This is a conversation that will ask questions of Our Being, that will question Our existence, that will examine Our faults, and possibly bring Us closer to Our own Love than We have ever known. This does not destroy Our Faiths, it strengthens them. He is of All Faiths, and, whatever You may think, never leave or hurt Your own Faith. In fact the opposite. Believe Deeply in Your own Faith, in Your Faith’s Love, which is True. All Faiths are True. My Faith is True. I hope that You will respect and keep My Faith and THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA , THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR.. Respected in You. He is True, HIS Love is True.

And there is another truth, one that is illuminated in Art and Science. A point. A line. A plane. A point becomes a line, a collection of lines becomes a plane. And this is basic knowledge in Art. The Point is generally accepted as the Point of Awareness. What You see, where You place Your attention, becomes. It is In Being.

What is In Being should become a question of Your Life Itself. As a thought, as you look into the heart of the Lotus, it quietly unfolds within you that One Moment is in existence forever in You, in Your life. Every moment of Your life is truly in existence forever. Not one moment is lost.

Every moment is beautiful. If You were to stop and take a photograph of every moment of Your life, to look at each moment…to fall in Love with one moment, reliving the memory of that one moment in your life, you would realize that it lasts forever in You. Your love is caught in time.

How do You Realize This...this is a Question of Love. This must be Considered in You. It is Called Truly Loving Your Life. Appreciating Your Life. Knowing the Value of Your Life.

It has to do with Life. It has to do with Love. It is Naturally Born in Consideration, and Lasts for a Lifetime.

In Your Love, this is probably the one of greatest conversations You will ever have with Yourself. The First is learning How to Love Yourself.

In the correcting of One’s Views of Life, We Leave Ourselves Behind all of the Time. There are the Stars behind You, wondering where they’ve been, and there is the road ahead of You, Long, Vast. And where does it end? It is time to stop and Love. When You Learn to Love Yourself,

All Things Fall in front of You, to You, With You, Around You...The World also Loves with You. And when this Happens, Time begins, in

capturing love, and Living also Begins. Learn to Love Your Life.

The SOUL

Tell me of love.

This is a conversation born in the light of the moon, in the nature of a star, in the softness of dreams conceived at your birth and during

the beauty of your life. If any conversation, this is the one conversation that wants to be heard. And that is a conversation about the Soul

itself. A silver string of stars has appeared again and we watch as it forms itself into an immense Golden Spiral off into the distance. We

both agree, We should go for a walk.

The Soul! What is it? Can a mortal tell, and by philosophy the cause expound...S. Moore, the Soul

Something needs to be said about the world in which we exist, and it is that it is beautiful. I can write and write about the beauty of

nature, but it will never match Your Own perception of the Stars at night, in any part of the world, sparkling like a precious Diadem in

the sky. We live in a beautiful world, a beautiful space, with the choice to make of our space something lovely, no matter the financial

state. What we do not realize, in our living, is that part of the Cosmos, of the State of Being, is our own Soul. Our own Soul is visceral,

but invisible. It is always beautiful, this is a certain Truth. And it is perfect in Form. It is Perfect in Love--it is our very Life, it is the Self.

Our Soul moves with us, it grows with Us, changes with Us. It is no one else but Us, and this is the truth, but it is interconnected with

True Beauty in this Universe. We do not look at our own Soul very often, and this is a shame, as our Soul contains some of the greatest

Beauty that We will ever know.

For one, it is a way for us to know our very self: our True Self, our greatest self, our Self of Excellence. I know that people speak sometimes

of a Higher Self, but this, in Truth, is You realized in its Highest Excellence. This Excellence is realized in Maxims that we ourselves see

everyday, sometimes get bored by, as we see them so often, but which contain some of the most beautiful truths, unrealized at times in

poignancy by ourselves in daily life. These are TRUTH, LOVE & BEAUTY. These are Truths that carry a Heart Wish, and it is one in which

You find the greatest of Stories within Yourself realized. Truth, Love and Beauty are realized by Our own actions, Our views & our choices. Whether we like to view it this way or not, our Material choices are also part of our Beauty, as long as they are in love, not accumulation. These

are Truths. However, what I‘d like to share with you now is from personal experience, and in the Hope that You may understand how beautiful

the Soul really is, how beautiful Truth really is, and how real, how viscerally real the Soul really is. It is something that can be measured, seen,

understood and realized. It is a part of You, like Your heart, or Your Hand, or the feet You walk on. It is real, and it is a part of you. You must realize that its True Beauty needs and deserves Your Care. It is Your Self. You see your Physical body, but You are Your Self, and this is part of

Your Soul.

In my own life, I, myself, went through major changes that affected my soul, that helped me to actually physically see my own soul, and which changed my life, from start to now. In June or so, 2006, I looked in my parents bathroom mirror, 362 Sheridan Avenue, Manteca, California, and

saw a part of myself. What I saw hurt me, and I came to an epiphany, and made amends for a major set of events in my early life, which occurred around my ages of 9-11. Most of all, I became Aware. I became Aware of the weight of my actions, in Truth. I looked deeply at what I had done

to another.

This is a Truth that must be faced in all of us.

We must face who We are and what We have done, understand what We have done, and hold ourselves Accountable. When We go to confession or make amends, whether lengthy or efficient, it is of no use to us unless we make the commitment not to transgress again. It is an understanding of love that must be honored. I should also comment that the love attended to in upholding one‘s values results in true honor.

Enough can‘t be said to convince you of the meaning of Honor. What is offered is only what is true. In Life, A is A (The Truth is the Truth) and we craft our beauty, which should be fearless craftsmanship. Brilliance starts with learning, or actually doing. And once it starts, should you continue, it will exist in a type of infinity in you, wherein you will always expect the best from yourself. This isn‘t a best among others, but a best against the Best Itself, and the Best against the Best in Yourself. You are measuring yourself to Perfect Form. In regards to the Soul, Perfect form is of your own making and also the Universal Forms set by THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA , THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR. You choose who you would like to be and become, slowly, over time. This does not mean we reject healthy competition, it means we understand

that the competition is evaluation against others, not a demeaning comment to our abilities and achievements. Excellence among many is something to be honored truly, but Excellence within you and against Perfect Form is Honor Itself.

In returning to our conversation, I can tell you now that I, myself, am positive proof that the Soul Self exists. It is a real and truly physical part of us, and it does, without fail, record everything we do or say, to the most minor of movements/events. It records every millisecond of our lives. I know this as hard, physical fact. I have seen my own Soul, in the Physical, manifest on this Earth, with my own two eyes. On my life, on your life, this is fact. I have seen my Soul Self in True Physical Body, and it was white, like gossamer in consistency, but not quite, glowing around myself. And I knew it was I and no one else. And it brought me something special. I brought me Truth. I wept. The Soul Self is, without fail, protective of our Life. If we are hurt, it is known. If we have done well, it is known. Everything of us is known in our own Soul Self.

What I also learned is that the Soul Self is built so beautifully that it is impossible to mistake its Owner. THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA , THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR, made sure that Perfection held us in every way. The Soul Self protects us, loves us, allows us to breathe with the Universe itself. In some cases, as in My Own, if we are lucky, We travel very far within Our Own Soul Selves to meet THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA , THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR. The Soul is Real. This is the one statement, the one thing I wanted to say to you. It is part of you, both physically and spiritually, in the Spiritual Physical. I cannot tell you what it is made of, although it is, as far as I could see, of energy, but I can tell you that it is possibly of much, much more, organically. What I can you that its

craftsmanship is pure, complex & beautiful. It is built for Protection, Love, Perfect Accountability, and it is also built for the Beauty of a Journey. Yours, should You choose to take it. And that journey is an Internal Journey, which We can talk of, now, tomorrow, and throughout Your Life…

if You wish. It is a path of beauty, of growth, of excellence, of enlightenment...and, most of all, one of the Truest of Loves.

This a Star. It is 1.618.

This is a Diamond. This is 1.618.

This is Your Soul. It is Beyond 1.618.

Tell me...what is it that you Love?

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Sometimes, it starts with a dream. With the Question...Tell me…What is it that You Love? And sometimes it starts with a walk, an opening of the front door, and walking out into the Universe that is the Cosmos. And there may be roses unwinding, sure and slow along the way. And there may be light, shining and reaching from every star, whose heavy canopy sits quietly waiting for us. And there may be one thought. A question in your mind, a question of what Is. Everything begins somewhere. For us, it may have been the unfolding of the Universe, the unfolding of Creation, the work of THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR. And, in Love, for us, it might be a looking at our hands, and saying What have I done? Tell me…What is it that I Love?...and You may find that You love yourself, deeply.

And so We walk out the door, into the arms of the one We love, the Universe, the Cosmos, into the Arms of THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA , THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, OUR EXACT CREATOR, and Ask the Questions of the Heart. And He

will look at You and ask You in return,

Tell Me…what is it that You Love?

And You will know an Answer to one Question, Possibly.

It is a question that will have answered Your Life.

REBECCATACOSAGRAY,CALIFORNIA,EARTH

MENTOR & SOLE OWNER, FIGHT. & TheASTARITEFAITH/THE ASTARITE FAITH