Just
the other day I heard the most wonderful string of words: "There is
no path to Enlightenment, there is only stepping out of the Darkness."
Bam. The world is shifting, flowing into new territory, and I see
more and more that people are placing others upon pedestals less and
less. We are all human, all fallible, and there is no means to an
end. We came from the spirit realm, we know it there well. And that
is to where we shall return.
Tonight I was spending some fabulous quality time with my eight year old niece. She was having great fun goofing around, and one of her plays included her donning a pair of too-large heels, turning to the door and exclaiming, "Oh my, it's midnight!" Then running for the door, she kicked one shoe off and left it behind... having us all laughing so hard we were in stitches.
This got my sometimes too-deep mind running later on in the evening... it is indeed midnight. The end of one cycle, moving from light of day to dark of night momentarily, allowing the world and all beings upon it to rest before we give birth again to the light. And sometimes, we need to kick off our old shoes and find a new pair.
The sleep is being wiped from our eyes, even while commercials, flyers and advertisements are being hurled our way to spend, spend, spend. The old is making way for the new, and perhaps we are experiencing its final death throes. Could this be true? Are we really clearing through the brushes to pave new paths for yet uncharted soul journeys? The old won't go down without a fight, and this is where we must keep the light in our eyes shining strong, our senses alive and engaged.
We hear so much of the statement, "it's not about You", while in the same breath we are told that the work that we do on ourselves is what will effect the outcome of all that surrounds us. So in this regard, everything is about You. What I will say to that is this... we are learning to step into our power as individuals, while sensing the intrinsic pulse that connects and keeps us all as One. We each came here for a reason.
Tonight I was spending some fabulous quality time with my eight year old niece. She was having great fun goofing around, and one of her plays included her donning a pair of too-large heels, turning to the door and exclaiming, "Oh my, it's midnight!" Then running for the door, she kicked one shoe off and left it behind... having us all laughing so hard we were in stitches.
This got my sometimes too-deep mind running later on in the evening... it is indeed midnight. The end of one cycle, moving from light of day to dark of night momentarily, allowing the world and all beings upon it to rest before we give birth again to the light. And sometimes, we need to kick off our old shoes and find a new pair.
The sleep is being wiped from our eyes, even while commercials, flyers and advertisements are being hurled our way to spend, spend, spend. The old is making way for the new, and perhaps we are experiencing its final death throes. Could this be true? Are we really clearing through the brushes to pave new paths for yet uncharted soul journeys? The old won't go down without a fight, and this is where we must keep the light in our eyes shining strong, our senses alive and engaged.
We hear so much of the statement, "it's not about You", while in the same breath we are told that the work that we do on ourselves is what will effect the outcome of all that surrounds us. So in this regard, everything is about You. What I will say to that is this... we are learning to step into our power as individuals, while sensing the intrinsic pulse that connects and keeps us all as One. We each came here for a reason.
Each of us carries a Medicine, and we are each a
piece of the greater cosmic puzzle. Some vastly aware of their
missions, some working corporate jobs perhaps unaware of the lightwork
they are performing, and there are all levels of awareness in between.
I am reminded of a spiritual teacher who once told me a story. She had been rushing to buy lunch between classes and was digging through her purse for change. Outside of the shop was an older man, appearing weathered and homeless, and he asked her to spare some of her change. She replied that no, she could not, and with an apology she rushed into the cafe.
I am reminded of a spiritual teacher who once told me a story. She had been rushing to buy lunch between classes and was digging through her purse for change. Outside of the shop was an older man, appearing weathered and homeless, and he asked her to spare some of her change. She replied that no, she could not, and with an apology she rushed into the cafe.
As she turned to leave with her food, she passed the man on
her way out. As he walked, she saw rainbow colours and beautiful codes
flying out from beneath the man`s feet. She stopped, frozen, and
looked up at the man. He paused to catch her gaze, and then with a
sparkle in his eye, he winked at her. My teacher at this point
remembers standing there awestruck and thinking, ``I know nothing.``
So I end here with this - perhaps clarity is finally gracing us as we dust off the shoes we brought with us to wear at this time. They may feel a bit tight, but if we just wear them around the house for awhile, we`ll break them in and finally be able to wear them out. Maybe even spend some time dancing the night away in them, and with a bit of luck, grace, and faerie dust, maybe our coaches won't turn into pumpkins (wink, wink ;)
So I end here with this - perhaps clarity is finally gracing us as we dust off the shoes we brought with us to wear at this time. They may feel a bit tight, but if we just wear them around the house for awhile, we`ll break them in and finally be able to wear them out. Maybe even spend some time dancing the night away in them, and with a bit of luck, grace, and faerie dust, maybe our coaches won't turn into pumpkins (wink, wink ;)
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