Conversations with Avant-garde Sages - The Wizard LLC

Conversations with Avant-garde Sages
TRIP: Yeah. You have a gentleness in your sharing that you can't
really put a finger on it, but the way you share, the way Francis
Lucille shares, the way Rupert shares, there's a gentleness there, a
lack of need to sharply point out your point of view, there's kind of
a welcoming embrace in the way you share. It's very nice, and
that's why so many people like you.
EM BE: Yeah. I like them too. [Laughs]
WIZARD: Likewise.
EM BE: I never thought that through the Internet there would be
such a love connection, really. I have been really touched on so
many occasions by people who love and the appreciation of the
love, it's actually love that's appreciating itself, that's what we are,
we are that love, and when there is the appreciation, it's
appreciation that's appreciating appreciation. It's never, never me
or you, and that's the beauty of it, because it's not me, nor you,
there is nothing between "me and you". It's just one body, one
breath, one love, one kindness and tenderness, one embrace, one
friendship whatever, whatever the words are.
And in terms of how "this person" manifests it in relating with
people, it's just… I don't have an agenda, it's we are all sailing on
the same boat, we are all walking the same path, and are at some
point we think, well he's there and she's there, and I'm not where
she's at and I need to get over there, and we to improve and get
better, But all that, as we're walking along the path becomes
thinner and thinner, and before we know it there is just one body
actually, there is just this vastness of being. And all the stories
about me and you, there’s just no interest.
TRIP: Well I'm going to ask you a question, okay, as I'm on fire
right now with a way of sharing, or of being of service spiritually.
And it's about an extension of what we're already doing, which is
giving a platform to these beautiful avant-garde sages like yourself
that have that way of sharing, and that kind of equality of vision.
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