“They’ve killed in your honor!” he shouted. “No … they killed because they thought it would bring them honor” is the response.
People of the world once knew how to help each other, they were quite good at it. A darkness was made to cloud their minds and they forgot that they even wanted to.
Over time they have been taught they were flying solo, that they were in lack, that they had to fight for what little scraps they could muster. They were instilled with a fear that others might take from them, and some do. All of this anger and fear and pain and theft and harm stems from the cloud placed over the mind, the ‘veil’ if you will.
This current situation has been carefully orchestrated and fed by those who wish destruction. They cannot stand to see people banding together as a unit, for they become very strong when they do. When I say ‘strong’ I do not mean in a warring manner. I mean in their ability to gather resources, in their capacity to combine ideas and their willingness to labor together to see these ideas become reality which benefits all.
When backs are turned on the illusion which has been constructed and energies are spent in growing capacities to care for each other, the power behind destruction lessens, war fades, and harmony grows. It’s a choice people must make. To remain in this illusion which says ‘we need them’ and their gifts, or walk away, and create, and gift each other as we have capacity to.
The shift needed in order to sustain life will come from the masses, those talked of as ‘needless feeders’, the ‘disposables’, the ‘meek’ … these are the ones who will have claim in the world, these are the ones who ultimately will bind to, and heal, the earth.
Many of my writings are verbalized as though ‘I know’ personally of what must be done. Rather, these are inspired writings, as much a message for me as they are for you. I only hope you gain as much from them as I do.
When I was younger I loved going to the waterfront where so many people went. They would sit in circle and drum, they would walk hand in hand, they would sit on the bench together and talk. It was very interesting to sit and watch people interact with each other, their facial expressions, their body language, the energy flow between them.
In todays world, most people have their necks bent as they stare into their cell-phone screens, surfing the social media networks to see what their ‘friends’ are doing. What do you suppose is happening to the energy that was once exchanged with each other?
“We are rewiring our brains so they are less organised for deep thought; killing our attention span, destroying our memory, sleep and happiness.”
“Is your phone the first thing you reach for in the morning and the last thing you touch before bed? Do you frequently pick it up “just to check,” only to look up forty-five minutes later wondering where the time has gone? Do you say you want to spend less time on your phone—but have no idea how to do so without giving it up completely? If so, this book is your solution.”
“Refugee,” “homeless,” “losers,” “failures,” “bum,” “hippie,” “addict,” “retard,” “weird”…These are all terms that refer to one thing – a human being – but they are used to separate us from each other. If we saw everyone has a human being, then we wouldn’t be so quick to turn a blind eye to the suffering. #NoMoreLabels #WeAreAllHuman
I sat in the stillness, wondering what it’s all about, he tells me this is no match for paradise. I wonder still this morning, what exactly that means, I have no way of knowing.
In dreams there is constant battle, my person attacked … or another. I must run like the wind, or stay to defend that other. The choice isn’t a hard one, for I would never wish for them what I wouldn’t want for me.
There are flickers, like flame, that show goodness and care. Sometimes these images are bright … and at times the flame goes out. Sometimes the flame seems to struggle to remain lit, I cup it with my hand and gently walk with it.
I’m a nourisher of this flame, this light called peace. I’m not the only one, for you are too, you see? If you were not here, then it would not be, but you are … we are family.
Time has given us one thing for certain, and that is carefully orchestrated separation. Many will say peace can never be, but this is something that’s been taught.
The system we dwell in has planned very carefully, and has become very good, at manufacturing distress and solitude among the people. With the assistance of alcohol and pharmaceuticals it is even easier to get people to bend to their will, to harm each other and themselves, rather than connect in brotherhood, sisterhood, with common goals of the better good for humanity.
If anyone cares to really observe the situation of the world, they can see it, it is plain, these tactics are not even hidden. So blatant are they, people are blinded, it has become custom, normal.
The best place to hide something is in plain sight. Put it there and tell everyone it is not … most will believe the lie. We’ve been told this too, it is no secret.
One of the surest ways to break this connection is to stop turning the television on, stop reading the news … look into the eyes of people you meet and really see them, if only for a short moment. These bits of true connection will do wonders for breaking the spell.
May clear understanding be yours, it will be frightening at first, heartbreaking, infuriating, and may make you feel as if there is no hope, that it is too late … but it isn’t too late, and there is always hope … find it. There are many who wait for you …
The neglect changes you.
The abuse hardens you.
The suffering breaks you.
The ignorance angers you.
The indifference disturbs you.
The injustice destroys you.
On a daily basis…your faith will be tested.
Your heart will be wounded….
Your soul will be altered.
On a weekly basis…you’ll question yourself.
You’ll question your strength.
You’ll question the world.
On a monthly basis…you’ll fall down.
You’ll get up.
You’ll go on…
On a yearly basis…you’ll look back…
You’ll see faces…
You couldn’t save them.
You’ll learn to mourn.
You’ll learn to trust a little less.
To do a little more.
To fight a little harder.
You’ll learn to try.
You’ll learn to fail.
You’ll learn when to hold on.
When to give up.
When to let go.
You’ll learn who you are.
What you stand for.
Why that matters.
Then… at times… you’ll forget why you matter.
You’ll question what you’re doing.
You’ll wonder if it’s worth it.
But…here’s the good news…
When you forget…
When you question…
When you wonder…
All you have to do…
Is take a look around…
And you’ll see them.
You’ll see their faces.
You’ll see their smiles.
You’ll feel their love.
In their eyes, you’ll see their journeys…
You’ll remember their beginnings…You’ll know how far they’ve come…
You’ll remember when they didn’t know you…
When they didn’t trust you…When they’d given up.
You’ll remember how you healed them…
How you loved them…How they loved you, too.
And as you look back…
You’ll want to move forward…
For them… and because of them.
In your darkest hours, you’ll look around…To find the differences made…the hope given…and the lives saved…
Because you existed.
In those moments, when you look into their eyes…every doubt will be erased.
Every question will be answered.
Every worry will subside.
Because in that instant…in each of your hearts…
You both share the very same thought:
“Every bit of pain was worth it…for this moment here with you.”
And honestly…no matter what else happens…
Those moments hold all the strength you need…
To keep going.
Rescue is pain.
Rescue is joy.
Rescue is worth it…because they are worth it.
And that’s the honest truth.