Within the human being is a seed of hope a divine blueprint that has promised never to leave. A seed that stays planted no matter how bad the weather and storms of life may be. So many people have worked so hard only to see their dreams laid to rest in a barren thirsty soil. They have followed their divine blueprint into a desert that grows little and a land that does not support. They have extended themselves financially, emotionally and physically plowing a land that is unfriendly and desires not to support what their heart yearns for.
As their dreams begin to wither in the high noon sun of earthly chaos and manipulation the light of hope seems to fade, the heart begins to close the door on hope. We become robot like as we struggle not to feel the sadness in our heart. We don’t want to give up on what lives in our heart but we do not see the seasons changing in our favor.
All hands of the planet reach out to take what little you have stretching you into more fears and tears. The price of all goes sky high as you continue to make ends meet the rope gets tighter and tighter around your dreams seeming to squeeze the very life out of them. We begin to feel like silly putty bouncing off the walls and only absorbing the pictures that others give to us. We try hard to escape this harsh reality but life swims toward us with an open mouth hungry to take any and all. Any illusion of control is held tightly in the body as pain as we announce to the world what we are not going to do louder than what we will be forced to do via life and circumstance.
Our bodies kick and scream and our soul pirouettes spinning out of control as the seasons of time demand our undivided attention. All personal considerations go on hold as these vast energies enter our field of inquiry. Fight or flight gallops thru our biological system as adrenaline glands pump hard like horses in the Kentucky derby. Like neighbor kids in a snowball fight, no harm intended but it still hurts. We feel helpless and hopeless as our dreams seem to whither on the vine. Our ability to nurture has turned into the need to survive. We begin to panic looking for the escape hatch, anything has to be better that all of this planetary upheaval.
All of these events have been predicted for many years but we did not hear and we did not want to see that particular future. We now sit in space and time asking to be rescued by anything or anyone. In this place of vulnerability the scent of danger is sensed, as we become victims of a changing world. How can little ole us fight the oil companies the government the choices of people that do not seem to know what they are doing? How can we correct the balance of a world and economy on tilt?
Well dear ones it is time to get off our humbled haunches and stand up for all we believe to be good and light and truth and honor. We have been schooled for this time and energy our entire life. We are not little in light or purpose we are destined to make a difference person by person thought by thought without fear of consequence.
We have the light to shift the molecules that seem to own us taking away our freedom of choice. Yes we are adrift on a sea of manipulation by all that seems grander than we do. Yes we are padding to our hopes and dreams in a beautiful pea green boat, on a sea that changes its currents every day. We are not someone’s puppets to be played with and restrung at a moments notice. We are the rescuers of a world that has come undone. It is up to us to hold the vision of peace, praying for the greatest good of all concerned.
We can shift our world thought by thought starting with our own little personal universe. We are not blind victims in a con game, we have come into this with eyes wide open, and no matter how hard we try to close them we can still see clearly. No one on this earth has the right to shrivel our dreams pushing us from the cliffs as we strive to climb to new heights.
We have a great promise that lives in our soul over-shadowing all disbelief. We can not and will not let others decide our destiny. Are we so small and meek that we are afraid of everything. How can we let such things make us give up on our dreams of doing and becoming? We are greater than what befalls us. Our life force has better things to do than swat at what is small and pesky. We have people to love, an earth to heal, and life to live to the fullest.