At the still point of the turning world we are still,
Shooting threads of light, finer than rainbow gossamer,
diaphanous and delicate beyond measure,
yet stronger than this life we know–
And these threads are a matrix of interwoven endless
that breathe and move and dance,
twining themselves through and beyond
the universe we imagine.
But there is so much more that we cannot begin to grasp.
There are worlds beyond our knowing.
There are mysteries
beyond our ability to experience.
And if we were to experience those mysteries,
we could not,
as we currently are,
It is important to live in the here and now,
in the moment.
For it is in the moment that infinity speaks,
and we hear our own god voices.
In the cracks and interstices of no past, no present,
and no future,
we come to know ourselves. We then forget, coming into the
proscriptions of time.
We are defined, described, prescribed and re-scribed, as we
make our way through the palpable form of living days.
We breathe the dust,
we are the earth,
we lose our trust
in things eternal
mesmerized into believing
this is what we are,
this is all that is.
Even so –
we are shaped and formed into palpable,
dimensional existence. And then,
waves and vectors sweep our way, casting us out, drawing us in.
Probabilities come and go.
The pending sometimes never arrives.
We are in chaos,
overleaves, and so on, and so on.
All of these bring us to our lessons; they give us our unique
perspectives and our talents.
These energies humble us, shake us up, and wake us up.
We can remember who we are because of them.
But: WE ARE NOT THEM.
They are the props in our personal play.
They cast us in a special role;
one we’ve longed to play, one we’ve died again and again to play,
so that we could re-unite with our ultimate selves.
They are only your lessons, your path for the now, and your glory for
the Zone of Incarnation.
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