Transcending Through

Light shaft over a loch in Scotland

How does one start to express one’s thoughts except to say them as they tumble from the mind

A mind that has for years reached out searching, never really understanding what it is that it yearns for but knowing without doubt it’s incomplete.  But then, are we not all incomplete? Are we not all that lonely spark of light searching to grow brighter as we try to cast a beam of light into the world. And when we do, do we not feel ‘lighter’ in Spirit?

I wrote these words contained within a small room. A room within my mind, the one where no one enters, where only I have the Key.. 

Locked within this room, are thoughts and dreams, promises, and desires, joy and sadness, hope and despair. And love and emptiness… Strange that these two I should pen the last, ‘Love and Emptiness’, for if one has love, how can one feel empty?

Sometimes I have wondered if I, this lonely spark of Light, who still gazes through those self-same childhood five-year-old eyes  yearns too much, to belong, to go ‘Home’ to all that is.  To become One with ALL.. Maybe I have always been wishing for this beautiful feeling to wash over me for so long, that I actually repel it, by my own very thoughts of ‘Wanting’… so here I stay,  ……. Wanting…. Yet  I reach out,  grasping the Moment.. The Only Moment there is.. Now!.. 

 

To understand that I’m an infinite being of light, that no possible harm may befall me, that I am my own true light within. For I am free to travel the Universe, touch the stars and dance on the Moon, leaving behind shadows of doubt, the past and the future. I open my arms wide to embrace like minds, who also travel the Universe in search of that Spark of Light, holding hands with faith and that which we call the Divine Spirit of Life Eternal, Creator of all life.

And so we dance in our searching to uncover the truth of our existence, we seek knowledge, ‘out there’.. Yet seldom do we realise that ALL knowledge is held within. Each question we ask, when we learn to turn the key within the right lock. All answers come forth.  Yet often we are too afraid to go within, to sit within our Silent Space, and LISTEN..  Because we then might have to face what we find.. 

Each of us searching, each of us reaching out in the hope of understanding our existence as we fathom the depths of human failures. And pondering upon our cruelty and greed.

Fate works her magic, never ceasing to amaze, as the tangled webs are woven pulling us in, tightly entwining her threads of knowledge, encasing us in her wisdom.

And Yet the more I learn, the less I know, for so many possibilities then come into focus. So I hang there….. Softer than silk…… Dormant…… Struggling to break free, I wait…………… and wait..and wait.

My silken coat hardens, protecting me from the turbulent emotions, as I neither feel, nor know, who or what I am or what it is I search for.. I lay dormant…. Hanging by a thread……. Encased in the masks we all wear, We all of us are blown by the wind..  A thread of Life..

Until one day I felt a stirring within, and slowly over time the struggle begins. As slowly little by little I struggle to free myself. To break free of the threads that once bound me, I pull and push, I pause to gather strength…. and start once more to break free of the cocoon that has held me tightly over the years. Seeing how this reality is not all that is seems. So as each thread breaks I look through new eyes from a different perspective.

I see the Old Earth decaying, falling away, as we who hold light within hold a vision of A New Earth, as we spread our Love and Compassion to help bind and heal the cracks we have created.

The Highlands of Scotland

I know what I am, I’m almost there, yet so far away.. As I emerge to spread out my wings I first need to rest… I need to gather more strength before I flex my shimmering wings… Basking in the sunlight of discovery…… I fly……

And so…….. I close my eyes……..

I feel the wind beneath my wings and I’m lifted up into another realm of thought. Whereby I’m transported to another world. One where I’m no longer confined or suffocated by the cocoon which shielded me. But where I am free to explore my feelings that I have buried deep within for so long.

To write the words upon the paper to give them life and see them dance like shafts of light each word then dances in delight like ripples upon the water, as at last they too are free.

The words are now given voice to those inner most secret desires where one is able to create a world where dreams come true.

I want to remember and ‘Feel’ who I am… I want to come to know the child, that five-year-old, the child within, I want to once again get behind her eyes to see the world once more as a world of Freedom and Love in innocent expression. And to express both love and joy and the emotions that I’ve kept locked within for so long. 

We each have the Key to open up that small room we have all dwelt in for so long…

Now all we need is the courage to take that key, place it within the lock of our hearts and open the door to the emotions within, trusting in ourselves to break free of the confines of Earth.

Clouds about our home 2013

And so, this is the beginning.

As I go forward within my own journey of words into a realm of our united thoughts…..

 I stop now…..

But I will turn the pages again tomorrow, and tomorrow, and all our tomorrows. 

I  will start the next chapter of my journey. Until then.

Stay Blessed

Note: Photos of Scotland taken this year, Other sky photos taken above my home. Keep looking Up!

A Muse of thoughts as we go deeper within Self.. And Meditate upon Life.