As we approach a turning point in our history, it is imperative to look ahead, to seize the opportunity for change, to turn the dark tide of disease, discontent and discord towards healing, connection and understanding. Humans will always find ways to be at odds; but when the very act of dissension becomes the driving force within our society we have surely doomed ourselves to destruction. Whether peace is possible within Existence remains a question, but the voice of reason and possibility towards that end must not be silenced. There is no way to a balance of darkness and light unless we put down our weapons and accept that Unity is the only way; and this can only be accomplished through communication, coalition, cohabitation, cohesion and cooperation. There is a ray of hope that seemed impossible just a few weeks ago. Let’s keep on looking for the Light…..
From a deep meditation in 2001, filed among the annals of my dream experiences and discovered in my current ‘purge’. It has been enlightening in a fresh way to revisit my dreams during those years of growth. I found this poem to be even more relevant today, almost prophetic in some way. It brought back the feelings I had when it came to me.
Transformation Revelation
(Thoughts from the edge of consciousness)
I saw the Earth spread vast before me
with all its pain and suffering.
I heard the cries and felt the sorrow,
the heaviness that life can bring.
Disease and death, despair and danger
thus covering the bloom of Life.
Deceit and hate, mistrust and anger-
the soul of man, beneath the knife.
I spread my arms and swept the land
and called to those of one achord.
We raised our voices to the skies
and called upon the ancient word.
“We lift our prayers to Spirit now,
release all souls in agony,
return our brothers to their lands,
shine bright the Light so we may see.”
Then did the heavens open up,
I saw the Morning Star within.
With outstretched arms he whispered sweet
for all in pain to enter in.
I witnessed famine and decay
depart from Earth as in a storm.
All forms of spirit, wounded fled-
within the Light my heart was warm.
The spire of darkness made its way
on through the gates to pierce the sun.
our song was joined by every soul-
a transformation had begun.
When the ashes dark blew out of sight
there rose a roaring o’er my head,
as the flutter of a thousand wings.
Within the thunder Spirit said,
“Petals from ashes, Life from Death.”
I felt release within Its breath.
Sweet fragrance wafted on every side-
‘twas all and nothing I could describe.
Showers of petals fell to the Earth
as signs of life began to show.
Blades of grass heralded rebirth,
from the mountain hearts, springs did flow.
We raised a new song through our humble tears,
and prayed for wisdom to guide our choice.
We would learn right ways to protect the Earth
as one last time we herd Spirit’s voice.
“It is not in the planning that Salvation comes,
not in the preservation of one’s soul.
It comes through remembering from whence you came-
I hope you are all managing during these most difficult times. We must remember we are never alone but we are solely responsible for what happens to this world that was the greatest gift humanity could have received. Please check out my new post over on Blogger and follow me there. I found some angels this week. Peace and Light to you all. Cheryl
"I have enough time to rest, but I don't have a minute to waste". Come and catch me with your wise words and we will have some fun with our words of wisdom.
Dreaming Reality 
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