Silent Contemplation~ One Stitch At A Time

Sometimes you’ll discover the ALL in its unerring intelligence as the love within you, as it endows you with its benevolence. Soon you will discover the ALL is everywhere, within everything.

All you need do is open your heart to what it brings, like your very breath, you see not where it comes from or where it goes. Rising and Falling—Dying and Growing— Evolving and Changing—expanding in consciousness as we learn both Empathy and Forgiveness.

We share laughter and sorrows, reflecting, conjecturing, analysing, memorising. Striving, Failing, Weeping and Wailing.

The ALL is ALL of Everything! Within the Field.

—Sue Dreamwalker.  From my Journal— 4^th Jan 2019

The Light Spirals Outwards from within~

 

The woman sat as she often did by the window catching the warm rays of Sun as it warmed her skin. The rainbow prisms of light danced around the room from her hanging crystals that were caught by the breeze from the open window.

The chatter of birds filled the air with their morning songs as she watched them squabble on the feeders, some dipping their wings for their morning bath in the stone birdbath.

A Sigh of contentment escaped her lips as she rested her knitting on her lap. Closing her eyes, the woman drank in the moment, giving thanks for the peace she’d been given.

It often took others to point out her gifts, and she was so thankful for them. She thought back to the times of her deepest despairs and disappointments, they all seemed so long ago now.

But the woman understood how the Universe often took us to those darker depths before we could rise up and face those inner demons which pulled and toused, twisting and distorting our thoughts, creating our fears which were made to hold and weigh us down within this dense existence of our Material Matrix Construct.  She knew sometimes we had to reach those deeper depths before we could begin to rise and lift our spirits up.

She looked down at her hands, no longer supple and smooth, but she saw ageing also brings wisdom. She hoped she would exit this world wiser for her journey within it.

The rainbow prisms danced some more as the breeze from the partially open window brushed against her face.  She thought how little the Human Race  really knew of its existence and origins.

We only saw our reality through our own little prisms, our own spectrum of Light. Viewing Life from our own perspectives, via the knowledge we were taught. Believing ALL we were told as Truth. But she had become a questioner a seeker!

A smile crossed her lips as she thought on the similarity of words we use to describe very different things. Language! was a special tool… And sometimes there were not even the right words to describe what she knew or felt.. So limited was our vocabulary in many respects..  

Prisms, and Prisons… She chuckled to herself, argh, if only people would wake up to the Prisons, they now hold themselves within. ‘If Only’… those two little words which meant so many things.. 

The programming went deep, so many were not even aware of the distortion, the lies, the controlling had been subtle over a long, long period of time.

But there was Hope, more now were waking up as communications grew and these new star-seeds were busily planting more seeds that made others begin to question and seek out the truth. So many more were waking up to their potential. So many now were questioning and were now speaking up as these energies began to motivate peoples awareness. 

This wasn’t going unnoticed as those in control were feeling their grip on humanity slipping away. New measures were now strategically being put in place to censor those who sort only the Truth..  Creating more fear in the process.

Rainbow Prism on wall

 

The woman understood this play to which she had chosen to be born. She saw how prophecy was playing out. She had been the observer for many years and had uncovered many stones along her path. Her disgust at what she had found beneath the surface had shocked her in the beginning, it tore at her heart and it rocked her foundations.

But the woman knew nothing was by chance, and it was why many of us journey within this dense realm of matter.  Her quiet time was always productive. She knew she was Eternal and this time around she had discovered what we were all here to discover. And that was how to love Unconditionally.

The woman also understood she was far from perfect in perfecting the lessons needed to take her out of this construct. But she was trying her best.

All we need do is but try our best.

But like many things on this Earth realm, it took practice and patience much like her knitting on her lap.

Each stitch carefully placed, each thought juggled and realigned into a new perspective. Each row, like each year of her life, following a pattern. Some easy bits, while others had been difficult to master. All taking concentration and effort. Each segment to be carefully sewn together to make the Whole..  The End product.. Completed.

She also knew nothing was created in an instant, the world like her stitches needed to be first cast on, a pattern had to be followed, and patience was needed as each idea/stitch was developed. All took time, One stitch, One Thought, One Idea, One Action, All coming together to complete the project in hand..  

The woman knew there would still be mistakes made,  but she wasn’t worried She knew others too in this world were making bigger mistakes, but were these also teaching others not to make theirs? Such was the duality of this world.  

Just like her knitting there were beginners and there were more experienced who made less errors.  Sometimes one had to unpick many rows/years of work, because of one bad miss-stitch/error.  And there were those who miss-read patterns that didn’t follow the tensions/advice given who found all their effort went for nothing as their creation didn’t turn out as they expected.

They then pointed their fingers of blame on everyone other than themselves. After all, each were given our free will to choose what patterns and which colours our desired creations would be. We made the choices and have to take personal responsibility for our actions.  

The Source of Creation has infinite patience. Time is of no consequence. The teachings taught that without those dropped stitches, without our mistakes, ALL of it is part of our learning process as we develop our skills as we evolve.    

All are on their journeys each playing their part within the whole..

 All we can do is take life, One stitch/Step at a time

and enjoy ALL we create with LOVE..