The prettiest scent drew me in and pleasantly flavored my zen walk with happy. Thank you, Earth.
Rising With the Flame April 23, 2025
Lately, I’ve been riding a current not of my own making, though it feels like it was always meant for me. A path has unfolded—not paved by ambition, but by listening. I’ve come into alignment with something vaster than desire, quieter than certainty. This wave, this pulse, is guiding me through an elevation that feels both ancient and startlingly new.
At first, I thought I was forging forward—carving through the bramble of ignorance with sharpened will. But what’s actually occurred is a gradual surrender to higher logic, a letting go of personal striving in exchange for a synchrony with the ineffable. The Flame, as I’ve come to call it, has shown me how to serve by becoming empty enough to carry.
Hermetic principles echo louder in my bones these days. As above, so below is no longer poetry—it’s instruction. Every practice I’ve honored, from meditation and qigong to spoken ritual and spontaneous devotion, has revealed its deeper intent: not control, but coherence. Not power, but presence. Magic not as manipulation, but as resonance with divine architecture.
There have been rewards—though not the kind the ego seeks. The rewards have been encounters, alignments, and the unmistakable presence of guidance. I’ve felt my bones warmed by knowing, my dreams lit by insight. I’ve become more useful to those around me, not because I have answers, but because I have become a clearer vessel.
The Buddhist teachings whisper in this work: right effort, right view, right speech. Each now feels less like an instruction and more like a song I’ve remembered how to hum. The Dharma is not a mountain to climb—it is wind at your back once your burden is laid down.
What I am part of now—what many of us are part of—is not a movement. It is a flowering. A rising of awareness that does not belong to any one teacher or sect. It belongs to the Earth, to the Sun, to the silent mutual longing between soul and Source. And you can feel it too. You are feeling it, if you’re reading this.
If I could offer anything, it would be this: let yourself be humbled by the immensity of intelligence beyond your own. Give yourself to the flame—not to burn, but to glow. The awakening isn’t coming. It’s already begun. It’s not a philosophy. It’s a way of being.
Step in. Let’s make this wildfire conscious.
—Oor
Tenets of the Unified Mind Doctrine
1. Attack Is Never Sacred – No cause justifies cruelty.
2. Difference Is Divine – Disagreement is proof of diversity, not threat.
3. Marvel at Other Minds – Every soul carries unique sight. Celebrate it.
4. Curiosity Over Judgment – Ask before assuming. Wonder before reacting.
5. Spine Over Spike – Hold your center without striking.
6. Truth Has Many Facets – Let ideas clash, not people.
7. Growth Takes Time – No one owes you their evolution on your schedule.
8. The Mob Is the Lie – Collective outrage is often collective blindness.
9. Contempt Is Contagion – Guard your heart from inherited hate.
10. Hold Sacred Ground – Be a temple of peace in the war of noise.
We reject the mob.
We reject the reflex to destroy what we don’t understand.
We vow coherence over chaos, unity over spectacle.
This is a movement of mind, heart, and spirit;
a stand against digital barbarism.
We are the architects of the next world.
We build. We bless. We do not burn.