It’s not writers block.
It’s identity crisis. “Who are
you?” has been the perpetual question this week. It is sort of like being a vampire. I am surrounded by mirrors that offer no
reflection. People and problems used to
keep popping up like springing targets in an arcade game, needing removal. They were handy excuses, blames and faults
for what was wrong. With me. Each health crisis, relationship breakdown or
financial hardship had different non-me
pop up culprits. They’ve vanished. There is only me.
This comes as a surprise.
We are sort of like eggplants.
These tiny lavender blooms stretch out, completely invert themselves and
emerge again as something completely different; fuller, richer and with more
depth to their skin. They have become what
they always intended to be; eggplants.
Now this is not a surprise to anyone but them. With space, nourishment and encouragement
they came out exactly as predicted and expected – bigger, just as beautiful and
now useful.
We’ve stretched, pulled in and are gradually emerging – as
gorgeous, immensely powerful beings of light.
Until now, the mirror showed us ridicule and hatred, self-defeat, corruption
and lies, lack, imperfection, opposition and grief. We accepted the images, identifying
completely with each manipulation. Today
we’ve reached within and touched the face of God. We are not any of those things. We are love in human form.
It does not serve us to focus on evil. Negativity’s only purpose is to spark
creation of the opposite vibration. This
is a game and we now know the rules. We
are just figuring out what kind of player we came to be.
You see, it doesn’t matter who you saw in the mirror
yesterday, what matters is today. Your
mirrors are empty. Who are you? What kind of game did you come to play? In every new moment, you are standing alone,
without excuses and ready to engage.
What will you do and how will you do it?
Who are you?
Let go of the past.
You are not what you were, you are now.
In this moment the future is determined.
What will you make?
Doors have to close, chapters end and credits roll before
the new can commence. We are writing the script here and the final act is upon
us. Know that there are those still
attempting to sabotage a graceful transition.
They have engaged alarmists and fear mongers because they don’t realize
we are onto their tactics and playing our own game now. Our strategy doesn’t require weapons or
marches even, but conviction. Our method
springs from the ultimate power source – our heart.
Produce peace. It is
called upon you to do so. Refuse all but
love. See only the deepest truth in each
soul and you will discover we all seek the same thing; the expression of
eternity in physical form – life. We are hear to express and realize our deepest
knowing – Agape.
Truth has no room for fear.
As history ends, begins again and is written you’ll decide who you
are. We’ve come to the moment of our
self-definition. What you say and
believe is your reality. What world are
you choosing?
Choose love. Produce
peace. Live abundantly. Laugh.
Your best parts are exuberant, honest, transparent, compassionate and
here.
This is it. Like the
eggplant, you are emerging new, as we knew you would. This relentless push for transformation
demands your participation. You cannot
avoid this next part; you are the one who will decide what it looks like.
Embrace your future without hesitation. At some point you’ll remember this moment
without regret. A game played well
demands honesty as well as an exploitation of the best in you. You were chosen to make all the difference
and you do. Show us everything you
have.
You are the one we’ve been waiting for.
I love you.
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