The question, “Where has all the beauty gone?” is asked by many, perhaps even you.
The truth is, we have created what we now see, by disconnecting our hearts from each other, by holding tightly to what we ‘own’, attempting to keep others from taking that which keeps us in comfort.
The fear around loss, the greed and selfishness it births in the mind and life, are killers to society.
Matthew 16:26 ~ For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world and forfeits his soul? Or what shall a man give in return for his soul?
Love, Connection, Compassion, Care, Joy ~ If these are the things you wish to see amplified in the world, you must begin by creating them in your own heart. It is difficult to lay down past conditioning, however it is absolutely do-able, with effort.
The Will is strong.
What reality will you birth into life? It affects us all, yes … you are powerful.
Hopes and dreams down the tubes as truck load after truck load of items are removed. So much waste. Moving from a big house to a small apartment rids much debris from life. Air conditioning no longer available, fans must be put in place to move the air.
Running up the hill, followed by another I make my way to perceived safety. I turn around and there he is, no danger after all.
Movement so slow it is easier to get out and walk. Oh how I wish I remembered. Images once so clear fade into nothingness.
She gave up the home for another, allowing the use of it by them both. Windows at the front of it exposing the insides to any one who passed by. Vulnerability in darkness.
He remains there although I have gone. Unusual. I leave the house and begin to walk only realizing after a time that I had forgotten to take the car. I turn to look for it and see a man and a woman. They argue. He is upset because he was not given a parking space near his dwelling. He must walk, he is going to file complaint. Amused I walk by him, continuing my journey.
The most important part evades my mind. It is also the most recent. Short term memory … poof! Gone.
And still they talk, expressing their “like”. At the same time discussing it is not what they seek. Confusing as they will never leave, back and forth with the like and dislike, with belief and disbelief. Constant turmoil and opposing ideas. It is not possible to be speaking truth when they pull at the emotions like waves from a tide, back and forth in constant flux.
Change never comes from comfort. There must be a constant tension, a tugging back and forth between what was and what is, and what will be.
Effort renewed, cleanliness adopted once more, the journey begins again.
He finally leaves, as I knew he would. I will call to him in awhile and he will return. He does not like it if I make any moves without him, he walks away when I do. Not that he is mad or upset, just that he doesn’t like to be alone.
Good morning once again. I would call you a friend if I thought you were a benefit. Instead I will call you companion, for you never leave.
Experiences beyond time, one foot in and one foot out. No explanation given. You say you try but the effort escapes me.
Moon River, wider than a mile
I’m crossing you in style some day
Oh, dream maker
You heart breaker
Wherever you’re going
I’m going your way
Two drifters off to see the world
There’s such a lot of world to see
We’re after the same rainbow’s end
Waitin’ round the bend
My Huckleberry friend
Moon River and me
Bird species never seen or heard before
The first flute carved from the first fauna
Utopia
It’s not elsewhere
Let’s purify
You assigned me to protect our lantern
To be intentional about the light
Utopia
It isn’t elsewhere
It’s here
My instinct has been shouting at me for years
Saying, “Let’s get out of here!”
Huge toxic tumour bulging underneath the ground here
Purify, purify, purify, purify toxicity.
This morning, while taking my shower a song popped into my head and I do not know why. I didn’t tell you about it for I thought it was coincidence that this oldie came into mind. I worked my shift, came home and had supper, even went to bed. I woke up after just a short time, went to the kitchen for ice cream and once again, this song came to mind. Is it a message from the unseen … or do I just want to have a party?
I prefer to think someone(s) are trying to tell me there is going to be reason for celebration. I prefer to be pretty darn happy about that perceived fact.
