The Nectar of Immortality has the flavor of sweet peaches; the scent of rose oil and it causes your heart to swell with the urge to give. When this vapor is in your mind, you let go of worry and it pops the balloons of stress, sorrow and anger stored in your cells. Past transgressions become irrelevant, whatever keeps you from acting kindly dissolves and it gives you power to face anything.
Make no mistake however, it’s very expensive for it costs all of your attachments to the way anything was or the way you think anything should be.
It’s a celestial gasoline delivered straight from heavenly beings that are rooting for you to feel the perfect harmony of your being. When sprinkled regularly into your daily routine it makes you smile or hum for no particular reason, and it makes obstacles and dramas appear like phantom images floating on a mirror.
Yes, it’s a magic juice; some might call it a divine drug whose source is the living eternal spring of your heart. It’s a magnetic fluid that draws perfection towards you, even if you don’t yet see the perfection. It’s a waterfall of unequaled love you feel wherever everything unreal slides away. It’s the sugar inside tears.
Of course, this Immortal Nectar is a secret kept in plain sight. You are the biggest source of the raw material, the manufacturer, distributor and the consumer all at once. It’s made from various acts of virtue, selflessness, sincerity and generosity. Curiously, even if a person does not realize he or she has been given a dose, the effects are potent anyway.
It’s wise to constantly store this elixir and keep it handy for times when you are tired, lonely or sick. It’s easy to collect, for the main ingredients are loving speech, good thoughts and decisive actions. I suggest having an inner Immortal Nectar cellar where you keep vats of this stuff on hand.
Whenever you feel out of sorts, go into your immortal cellar and put some on your feet so that wherever you walk gets dusted with magic pollen. Pour some on your fingers so your touch becomes soothing. Then drink a few sips until your words are soaked in kindness. And don’t forget to take a huge sniff so the aroma goes straight to your brain and purifies your heart.
I’m writing this on my birthday, so I’m giving away oodles of this stuff for free.
In beauty, Amara
‘Quehestemehah’ (You Dance In My Heart)