Our Next Destination of Timelessness
As received by Gillian MacBeth-Louthan
As we finally enter our next destination of timelessness, we all seem to be stuck at the stoplight of self, waiting for the light to turn Easter green and give us the thumbs up and green-walking-man. Holding our breath, our tempers, and our expectations we wait on the sidelines for the cosmos to wave us forward. Stopping only to hone our desires, our wants and our needs we constantly look for the sign, the sky writing, that says, 'thumbs up, the water is safe come on in, you can now cross the street of your life to the next phase of your journey.' Eagerly we await Searching our world, our reflections, and our intuitions for the cosmic directional. Feeling as if our legs are leaden, immovable keeping us in the land of the void, the unformed and uninformed. A place of no words, no actions, no foresight. Licking our wounds, feeling like a trapped animal in a place of no escape. Looking around us at the economy, the government, the world, and seeing that everyone is parked at the stoplight in a long line waiting for a sign. Misery often loves company but there is no comfort in this get together.
Many get tired of waiting and venture out on their own into the void the unknown. coming back torn and tattered and even more confused telling us all of earth is stuck and appears immobile. Our hearts sink deeper into the pits of our stomach. Who will save us, who will lead us, who will be our messiah our president our commander and chief ? We feel as if we are held captive within space and time, sitting in the place between breaths, between heartbeats and between thoughts. The silence is loud; the energy of the soundless void is thunderous. We stick our fingers in our ears to stop the pain of silence, and as we do we hear a faint, but familiar voice. A wee voice that says listen to me, I am hear (here) for you. We strain ourselves listening to the one familiar soothing sound in the void, the voice of our true self, our soul, and our divinity.
The voice continues to say ‘All is invisible and embryonic of state Wait until the tide changes and finally reaches the seashore of your heart’. Do not rush into dangerous waters, out of boredom, out of fear, out of need. Wait for life to unveil itself. Hold onto the seed dreams within your heart. They will be the fruit of the future. Lovingly wait until your soul announces to you that the bridge is safe to cross. Do not use excuses to become lethargic depressed and complacent. In this place that you temporarily sit, weave the longings of your heart into a vibratory tapestry of sub atomic particles that are destined to find their way into physical form. Do not sit as a passenger in your life. Looking at it pass by the window.
You inhale unfamiliar energies that seem not to fit your life, your body, or your thinking. Hold tight as you paddle through the breakers of your life to the calm yet powerful waters of the New. Let go of the fear of falling off of your flat life and being eaten by sea (see) monsters. Sail fully without fear of failure. Follow the star chart of your destination with precision and then expect to land on new land that will provide even more than you imagined.
Your waiting within the void is but an elevator ride from one floor of light to another. In all of life it is but a wink, a blink and a nod. Now sail on your beautiful boat into your unknown, unformed future. Allow your internal divine compass to innately sail you in the direction of your destiny.
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