Beloveds,
The journey into unity seems to accelerate daily and it is an energy that takes no prisoners. Meaning climb aboard or get swept away. This one keeps finding herself caught in the trance of separation until she find her way clear back to union. The pain of each foray into separation also keeps accelerating until now the inflationary speed of the cost is simply unbearable.
Over the last days another such descent occurred. The progression went something like this. When I shared a grievance that was not resolved to my satisfaction, I felt justified in seeing error and expecting restitution. I made the error real and many backed me up. Yet when a text of forgiveness arrived I was swept through a wild torrent of emotions, first guilt then an ever expanding love. I was then dropped into seeing the core wound of separation and I sobbed uncontrollably despite being outside. The body trembled and shook. I saw how this core separation truly was the cause of all conflict, all violence, all hatred, all war, all greed, all destruction. It was unspeakable and I cry as I write these words. It only lasted briefly until I was carried to a profound love for the person I had had the grievance with. It quickly morphed to a love that was all inclusive, nothing was outside of it, it had no boundaries, it was infinite. It seemed to crack this body apart, I saw an image of this jagged crack splitting the body apart and this flood, deluge of LOVE inundated this one, swept her into the cosmos and beyond. Of course this can be put into words yet perhaps the feeling tone can be caught.
It was a paradigm shift of monumental proportions. I would never again be able to justify my wounds as an excuse to separate from another, not without knowing the price it cost me. The love poured out for some time until a profound silence and quiet emerged. It has left me wanting to shout from the rooftops, beloveds, I BEG YOU, look within, all your sorrow lies there truly. Don’t wast another second trying to find the one to blame. Don’t wast one ounce of your precious life force, blaming yourself. It was just the human game playing out. It was just a game and let’s change the rules to seeing who can be the most loving, yes have a Peace Department of government, whose directive is how can we lovingly hold each of our citizens?
Will I never venture into seeing error again? I pray so with all my heart, all my being. Will I be able to sustain that intent? Only time will tell yet in the Field my commitment is rock solid, a bulldog on a pork chop saying yes yes yes. This is my heart’s greatest desire, I will not be swayed. This is one I hesitated to write about because it was so unspeakably sacred yet the Mystery asked me to extend these words in the hopes one heart might be touched, on person might see the unimaginable cost of seeing error in a brother and the inconceivable joy of letting it go and returning to innocence.
