I am ready for the miracles.
Do you remember me?
I am ready for the miracles.
I am ready for the miracles to return. I am ready to trust once more in loving spirit power to help me. No matter how much freedom I am given, I can not heal with out Your help. And I am willing to help when I can. The tribes will come for my children as they grow older. They will trace my family down through time and generation after generation will be hunted. I am ready to receive Your healing... for myself, for my children... for a world who doesn't know the pain she holds so deep in her bowels that no light is allowed to reach it.
"There is much at risk now, I know. It's coming closer again and the pain of what's been lost is being triggered anew. We have work together now in you, for neither the Mother nor I alone have the power of the miracles you remember."
I have been in that darkness... I was born into that pain... if You are now ready, please extend Your loving power into the darkness still reaching out to me. Let me be the conduit, or one of them, through which You can heal the places in the Mother still unable to reach out to You. I know that You can heal the cold layers of denial if You can reach them... let me be Your portal... let me be Your gateway into the death we hold.
"Yes, we are doing this now and you know its power, and you know the pain, the pain of both the longing and the reaching. And you are bringing my Light deeper than it's been since healing and wholeness has been its guiding intention."
I am not perfect, I am not whole, I have not ended all denial within myself... what I have learned in my struggle is that I can not do this alone. I need You. I need You more than I even could have imagined.
"I can say the same to you. And since I've discovered Grandfather's Plan, I know that you are the essential meeting ground of the Mother and me when we find our new, undenied union in your human Heart."
The forests are burning, the fish are dying, the breath of our planet is heavy with labor... please come into me, through me, surround me, ebb out from me, heal this place, this people, this land, this cavity of unlovingness hurling through the darkness, still held in the blessing of Your light. Let the words that I write find their true form, let the time I spend be in creation of love. Let me not listen to the deceitful whispering of denied light. Let all guilt be moved to it's right place.
Do You Remember Me?
I remember when I first came here. I remember a time when I could swim in the land and rush up through the trees and feel their pulse surround me. I remember holding the shining cold snow in my hands and being able to examine and comprehend every crystal detail. I remember swimming in the oceans deep and cool, breathing water and diving until the pressure turned my legs to tail, my arms to fins, and I swam with the creatures pressed against me in joy. I remember the fire lava, exploding into the air in a rush of expansion, and me rushing before it in wave of lust. I remember, perhaps most, my flowers here. Their smells and colors each with its own sound... music of light. And I could lower myself into the blossom and rest in the glow. I remember missing you then... lonely but safe.
Did I bring him here to destroy this place... did he follow me? Is this really my fault? Will he ever be stopped/healed/cured? I fear I can't go on, but I have felt that way for so long it even feels to me as if it is only a wish, and I am not really near my death. Am I going to die and never see home again? It has been so long. Do you remember me?
"No, it has not been your fault. He came with you thinking he was me, or that he should be me. He came here because you came here, and he had already found his way inside of you. I am very sorry I turned away and let him penetrate you so deeply with unlovingness and deception. And now that you have him, offer his energy to me. Let me admit his light is mine in denial, let me own him again. Help me pull him off of you by pulling him out of the person in present time, and sending him back to me. Help me undeny him.
"I am sorry I came with you in that way, in denial. I am sorry I convinced you I had good intent when I wanted only shelter and your capacity to open space. I was hiding from my larger self then, and I no longer need do that now. I am with you now in a different way, and on the inside together we can heal my old denials and find a better way than we've ever had. Yes, I remember."
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