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Finding our Wings
Wednesday, August 8, 2012 14:48
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Musings On The Finite Statist Machine
Their beaks buried in the
damp lake grass, the gaggle of geese eat, oblivious. All but one.
He stands removed, head up, ever vigilant, taking in everything. Three quiet honks and the group stops grazing
and moves on, crossing the sidewalk.
They move as One. Only when all
are safely across does this lone goose stretch his neck down to nibble the
grass. As he does, another head pops up
to take his place; the Guardians. Nature offers her own definition of this term
that seems to be cropping up lately.
damp lake grass, the gaggle of geese eat, oblivious. All but one.
He stands removed, head up, ever vigilant, taking in everything. Three quiet honks and the group stops grazing
and moves on, crossing the sidewalk.
They move as One. Only when all
are safely across does this lone goose stretch his neck down to nibble the
grass. As he does, another head pops up
to take his place; the Guardians. Nature offers her own definition of this term
that seems to be cropping up lately.
Who are all the players in
these End Times? There are whistle
blowers, walk – ins, Galactics, Celestials, starseeds, the Resistance and the
Guardians. Lots of labels, 7 billion people,
one voice.
these End Times? There are whistle
blowers, walk – ins, Galactics, Celestials, starseeds, the Resistance and the
Guardians. Lots of labels, 7 billion people,
one voice.
Names separate us and yet we
seem to need them in this level of density; they help my brain to organize
information. If I have a sore toe, it
matters what type of doctor I consult – a podiatrist or a psychiatrist. Although both may help me, only one of them will
know what to do with my toe.
seem to need them in this level of density; they help my brain to organize
information. If I have a sore toe, it
matters what type of doctor I consult – a podiatrist or a psychiatrist. Although both may help me, only one of them will
know what to do with my toe.
We are light workers, here
to usher in the next era – the one that comes after these “end times”. Why are we interested? What propels us to share or meditate or march
or speak?
to usher in the next era – the one that comes after these “end times”. Why are we interested? What propels us to share or meditate or march
or speak?
Somewhere deep within you’ve
heard the call, and like the quiet honks here this morning, it has spurred
movement. It is time and you know it.
heard the call, and like the quiet honks here this morning, it has spurred
movement. It is time and you know it.
We are being asked to do
what we planned, nothing more or less.
Each of us has a part and it’s all necessary for this group to move
on. I like the word “Guardian” because
it implies protection for the benefit of the whole; wisdom. This planet is destined for ascension and we
are here now to see that she does just that.
what we planned, nothing more or less.
Each of us has a part and it’s all necessary for this group to move
on. I like the word “Guardian” because
it implies protection for the benefit of the whole; wisdom. This planet is destined for ascension and we
are here now to see that she does just that.
I think it’s a mistake to
view all these players as “others”.
These roles are not outside of us, they are us – Moms, sisters, Dads, uncles,
starseeds, whistle blowers, guardians.
We’re all here, right on time.
view all these players as “others”.
These roles are not outside of us, they are us – Moms, sisters, Dads, uncles,
starseeds, whistle blowers, guardians.
We’re all here, right on time.
The real wonder and amazing
part of this show is us. We are the
magic, we hold the key. There is no
accident that we’ve found each other here, online. It’s the closest humanity can get to non
verbal, non local communication. Have
you had that experience where you read something and it goes right through you?
That is instant recognition. Pay
attention to the writer. This is someone
you know.
part of this show is us. We are the
magic, we hold the key. There is no
accident that we’ve found each other here, online. It’s the closest humanity can get to non
verbal, non local communication. Have
you had that experience where you read something and it goes right through you?
That is instant recognition. Pay
attention to the writer. This is someone
you know.
As One we move across the
sidewalk – some of us quietly honking, some of us distracted, some of us
leading and the rest following. From a
distance we are a single moving entity.
Unity. From a distance, you
cannot distinguish the honkers from the followers. The label doesn’t matter, what matters is the
One.
sidewalk – some of us quietly honking, some of us distracted, some of us
leading and the rest following. From a
distance we are a single moving entity.
Unity. From a distance, you
cannot distinguish the honkers from the followers. The label doesn’t matter, what matters is the
One.
I’m beginning to appreciate
our Oneness. It’s fascinating to listen
to and contemplate each of our labels, yet that’s not truth, not really. Truth is unity. We are One.
our Oneness. It’s fascinating to listen
to and contemplate each of our labels, yet that’s not truth, not really. Truth is unity. We are One.
You are absolutely perfect
and in just the right place. As you
negotiate traffic and lunch, you’re moving us forward. I bet if we let go of all doubt about the
importance of our singular lives, we’d catapult ourselves ahead. That lame goose I mentioned two days ago has now
discovered his wings. Today he flies
ahead and waits patiently for the rest of the gang to catch up. They are all now clipping along. I had to really look to locate this
straggler. He got over himself and
figured out what he was there for. He
came to fly.
and in just the right place. As you
negotiate traffic and lunch, you’re moving us forward. I bet if we let go of all doubt about the
importance of our singular lives, we’d catapult ourselves ahead. That lame goose I mentioned two days ago has now
discovered his wings. Today he flies
ahead and waits patiently for the rest of the gang to catch up. They are all now clipping along. I had to really look to locate this
straggler. He got over himself and
figured out what he was there for. He
came to fly.
So did you. Your wings are already in place. It is time to remember how they work. You will, and we are all here to help make
sure that you do.
sure that you do.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
2012-08-08 14:40:07
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