Free Will to Choose.

The Healing Begins: ~Responsibility~

…….‘Our Free Will had been part of our demise, and yet it would be our ‘Free Will’ which would help heal Mother Gaia. And each were responsible for our thoughts and actions……..”

During one of the woman’s meditations with our Earth Mother, she had mentally asked about the ‘disease of mankind’ of his greed and how among such beauty had man chose his present path. Which had led to such pollution, destruction of habitats and species, and how can individuals help to change the world for the better?

The woman had sat focused upon the flame of a candle and the light of it showed her the beauty and purity of the Earth as it evolved. She saw how each of the species had chosen to be seeded and how those higher beings within creation had a master plan.

She saw the whole Universe breathe in and breathe out, as the vibration of creation moved as one. She saw the atoms spinning and was made to understand that each atom within its space was connected to the next.. And if one moved one atom then all other atoms had to move for one affected all, and that all were vibration.

She was shown how her DNA had been taken and fused and altered from its original intention. And she saw how those missing strands which had been taken, now trapped her within this Matrix by beings who long ago conquered this system for their own ends. 

Her vision then took her through her own body showing her the cells within her that died and were replaced.. Nothing was lost. The woman realised that she too was her own Universe forever being created a new. She felt the same, and yet her body was never the same for it was constantly changing constantly evolving… Renewing, Replenishing, Transforming.. She instinctively knew she could manipulate every living cell within her being if so desired. But we had lost this knowledge of BEing as our programming had been tampered with.   

She was shown how her thoughts through the years had created the blockages within her system.. The vortexes of light within her spinning chakras in some area’s now lacked the life force they should have. She understood how through the years this had affected her energies. Amplifying her  fears, affecting her  lack of self-love. Her  thoughts within creating her energy body causing illness and disease .. All came in a flash within her mind.

She was shown we were far from alone, and that we were still being guided and watched over, and that we each hold the ‘Key’ within us to help our Earth Mother. Our Free Will had been part of our demise, and yet it would be our ‘Free Will’ which would help heal Mother Gaia. And each were responsible for our thoughts and actions..

Sing your Song for the Trees of the Earth It seems many are under attack right now. 

She was taken up high out of her body to sit in space above the blue planet. She was permitted to see the many Ley lines of energy which was a girth around the planet. She saw how some were strong while others had weakened and others appeared broken, disconnected, lifeless lines that although visible had no energy running through them. She saw how many military bases were now positioned along these ley lines and power points. Everything is revealed to those who open their eyes. 

The woman saw how many souls were still Earth bound, trapped within the perpetual cycles of Attachments of Desires, Greed, Guilt, Anger, Grief, held entrapped, held prisoners by the very same thing that had given them Freedom of choice.. ‘Freewill’…

Each soul/Cell weighed down in the density of matter affecting the whole of consciousness, which in turn fed thoughts within the creation of reality. As around and around they span..

Yet she saw too how change was spreading as more now were asking questions, and seeking answers from both science and their governments. No longer are people readily in acceptance of control, ‘Free-will’ was dictating the need of responsibility which was accelerating humanities desire for harmony and Unity. 

Acceleration was now a tangible feeling as Time it’s self seemed to spin ever faster and yet confusion was still within many as the energies tossed them around creating a feeling of anticipation yet it held so much fear, for many still had not awoken to themselves. And could not trust their intuitive inner Being.

The Woman now knew it was TIME… Time to take responsibility.. Time to Speak her Truth as she perceived it to be, understanding that many held their versions of the Truth within them. And collectively when all pieces of that truth came together, no one could deny that truth, because they too  would just know it to be True. 

 All we need,is to trust in the LOVE within.

And share it with one another, 

MUCH LOVE.. 

💖 

 

  This is a resurrected post from the past. which has been tweaked. 

 

 

The Puzzle of Life~ Part Three.

 

The woman remembered back at how her spiritual journey had begun to unfold.  That one, piece which had jumped out that had led to the rest to being found was the Meditation group. It had led her down a path of discovery that unfolded before her now like a picture book, page by page she saw the images come into her mind.

The new friends she had made, the encouragement, as she expanded her awareness and meditation. She practised her long-forgotten skills of intuition and seeing with her inner eye which had been pushed and buried from her childhood.  She found deeper understanding of the words written in the New Testament she had studied in her teenage years, and saw that miracles came in many different forms. She began to learn new skills in the arts of healing others and herself as she really began to understand Energy was surrounding everyone, ready to be tapped into.

She had made a deep friendship with a lady who helped her discover she was more than who she thought she was. They sat long hours in meditation and discussion. They would share books and knowledge, and the world of what she thought she knew  expanded far beyond these realms of understanding. 

New discoveries of The Mayans, along with Native American Indian Science, made more sense, as the woman had long felt an affinity with these Indigenous people.  The Pyramids and their hieroglyphs were more pieces she gathered.  She discovered the stories of old held deeper meaning and that through reading deeper into the mysteries of life her perception of our origins had in many ways shocked, and taken a while to digest. 

But her searching led to many books, and one that stood out for her was ‘Message from the Pleiadians,’ by Barbara  Marciniak. Now that had taken some digesting. But more books came her way, The Book of Enoch. And others came to blow her mind such as  The Experiment is Over by Paul  G. Lowe  She had put it down at the time thinking it nonsense as she had the Pleiadians, but each piece, each page she turned she saw were connecting her to how this reality had come into being.  Later came books, that taught her she was more than her body, such as reading Deepak Chopra, one that stood out was Magical Mind Magical Body  Others such as Serpent of the Light Beyond 2012,  and she read  volumes  one and two  by the same author Drunvalo Melchizedek The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life.  Other books too numerous to mention all wove themselves into the fabric of her being. 

‘In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order.” ~~ Carl Jung

The fear she had once been taught of the paranormal also vanished, as she developed her skills that years later she would help pass onto others.  And she witnessed things no one would believe even if she told them as this dimension and the world beyond bonded together.

The woman discovered many things, and at times even she was blown away by her new discoveries, as the world of deception unravelled piece by piece.  She had to relearn all she had been taught, and let go of the illusion we think as our reality. We were not meant to think outside the box, we were never meant to re-discover who we really are and the Power we all hold within our thoughts. 

When we did share these re-awakened gifts, we were ridiculed, labelled, and made fun of, as labels as old as time, back in history told, as those with the powers to heal and see beyond were labelled witches and burnt at the stake to ensure that fear remained deeply embedded into anyone reaching out to become who they always had been. And one had to discover who were behind these witch hunts that murdered thousands so they could rule by fear. In the name of God  which is why, one must seek to question and find the answers?  

None of these pieces were easy, and for a time she kept these pieces closely hidden, not discussing them with her work colleagues, for when she did, often times she would feel their sniggers, and was made to feel she was somehow weird.   But she was beginning to trust in her instincts, those which lay dormant within each of us.  And the more she practised her skill as she expanded her clairsentience the closer she communicated with the Divine within us all, our Higher-selves, our Guides, departed friends and loved ones. The more she began to understand.  

Then those very same work colleagues would seek her out, ask her for a reading, a message, and she would tell them, work was work time, she didn’t mix the two. So some would come along to meditation class and healing nights and to her demonstrations of clairvoyance and a new awareness spread out like ripples on a pond.  And new respect was born.

Fear is often born out of ignorance, and lack of understanding and knowledge.

And so it is, as you open up and expand, you allow in the energies to lead you within the flow of life.  Signs and synchronicities would happen, books she needed to read would literally fall off shop bookshelves begging to be read, and she followed each Sign with the excitement of a child in a sweet-shop. Soaking each piece up like a sponge.

She discovered she wanted to write, and when she did, poetry also began to flow. Feathers would flutter down from nowhere. She learnt to send her thoughts out if she needed a parking space, and always marvelled even at the last minute how the Universe provided. She began to understand ‘Thoughts were Energy’ and we were each creating our own reality.  

There were times, when she failed to listen to the signs, and go against what her inner instincts told her, she listened with her head not her heart. These times had led her to more stress, depression, and a nervous breakdown… As a series of events kept piling in. A Mother’s silence, her final straw.   The woman’s friends and family all had been there, but the woman’s deep ingrained feelings of the ‘unworthy child’ returned to drag her down.   

No amount of encouragement or people saying ‘come on snap out of it’ could pull her up, it was a journey she had to navigate herself. She was the one who had to alter her mind set, and choose to rise out of her dark pit. It took her six months, but she rose, and she came back stronger, she changed her path in her career and began to gather strength again.

Life is often woven from an endless ball of yarn, it takes patience to knit, to create each stitch.

We need structure and patterns to follow, and at times we drop a stitch and have to go back and rework it, and sometimes we make mistakes and have to back track to find where we went wrong.

Often it was frustrating, but if one needed to create something of beauty, one had to understand it all began with that one stitch, that one piece.

and that  desire to create something worth while to become all you are meant to be. 

The woman rose and fell many times, each lesson another notch noted, a mistake learnt from, a bad judgement, friendship betrayals. Ailments and illness, each pain she had endured emotional or physical had led her to discover who she was. The woman knew she wounded too easily. She was sensitive by far and her empathy she didn’t know at the time, was part of her saving grace.

 This was when other ‘signs’ came to her aid, to help her heal, as other books like Louise Hay, You can Heal your Life Book came into her awareness, and healing herself in the art of  Spring Forest Qi-Gong, way before Master Chunyi Lin became as famous as he is today. She had begun way back after buying his programme on a set of audio tapes.

The woman began to understand one had to sometimes reach rock bottom in order to find oneself.

And without those pitfalls, the tears, she would not have had the empathy to relate to others who were also at their lowest ebb.

And so began her reaching deeper still, as she put more of the puzzle together of who she was.

Diving into The Realms of Infinite Possibilities

Dream~Love Song~ Link to Original Dream

The woman entered the silence once more, as she dived deeper into the realms of possibilities.  The pieces of the Jigsaw she had gathered from the past, now jumped into view to be re-jiggled before her eyes.

One by one they reassembled in front of her inner eye as she saw them laid out in front of her vision. One by one they slotted themselves together, each piece made more sense as they rearranged themselves before her, as they stretched out onto the horizon of her gaze.   

This time their colours were sharper, their edges cleaner and clearer, as she rebuilt the picture standing on the inside, the picture was reassembled from the outside in.

She sat within the space yet to be filled by the missing pieces,

and yet the void was filled with LOVE.

There were now only Seven more pieces missing. Instinctively she knew each piece that was missing also represented a year. Was that the years left for her? She was unsure, yet she knew they meant years into the future.  The Woman instinctively knew that when these final pieces were found and placed in position, that would signal the time foretold long ago of  the Total Re-birthing of  Gaia, and a reshaping of the Galaxy, as she saw the Stars fly in all directions. As Gaia transcended into her own higher vibration. 

Jigsaw Art.

 

 The picture was magnificent, almost completed.  A pang of memory flooded her mind, as she understood the urgency to complete the whole picture.  Time was no longer running in the linear. She took a deep breath… She smiled to herself… She had all the time she needed, for had she not completed all she had set out to do?…. Almost!

For years she had been gathering each piece, and now here she sat, crossed legged upon the ground as the pieces all flew into place, creating a Kaleidoscope of colour, each piece a different image.   

Time ticks as the earth watches wait.

She saw the hands on the clock within her vision, the Tick-Tock of Time ticking, speeding its pace, she understood why it was people sensed Time was speeding faster. There was hardly any more time left. We were already standing on the 11^th hour of the clock.  And there was no time left to fix what was already destroyed. 

11:11

The only thing left is to fix is ourselves!

The woman’s journey had taken many life times to propel her into the one she now found herself living in.

Some of these lives she remembered, some she did not. But each one the essence of her higher-self had travelled with whomever she had elected to be. Whether it be Boy or Girl.  The bad guy or the good guy.

She saw the piece representing the boy she remembered, as he sat all day long weaving cloth of many colours in intricate patterns. Knowledge of which was passed down throughout the male generations father to son.  The loom would be worked back and forth with bare feet as the shuttle was passed through by hand.  The boy took his transition sitting as he normally did at the loom, as the building collapsed around him as the Earth shuddered.

She saw how we all weaved our different threads into the Matrix of the Universe, each thread separated, yet all the colours, all the various strengths, be is Silk, Cotton, Wool, ALL were woven together in the Blanket of Life. 

Another life was set among the slave ships, a life well-remembered, one which although traumatic in its memory, brought great healing forward into this life the woman now held.

Then there was the girl, the one with the young baby that cried no more. Such grief held as she walked from the wagon carrying the hand-made shawl into the blizzard, never to be found.

So many lives, so many lessons, each one propelling her into the Now.  The woman saw the pieces of her lives slotting together, knowing beyond knowing that this was her final Earth Incarnation.

This beautiful planet was destined long ago to evolve, transform and transcend to take its rightful place among the stars

Monday‎, ‎16‎ ‎October‎ ‎2017 11:54 am. above our home.

No longer would Earth be held as jailer to those held as prisoners.

The Truth would soon set them Free!

Gaia had repeatedly tried to warn the masses, but only those waking up began to heed her repeated warnings. Now something greater was about to unfold. Something everyone would have to take notice of. She paused in her centre, as she shuddered at the thought. But each soul had agreed to play their part. 

All was as it should Be… Nothing would alter the path already set.. The only path we could alter was our own, and alter our own ways of Being. She wondered how many would wake up to themselves?  A deep Sigh escaped her lips. But every action has a consequence.  And what had been put into motion Aeons ago, now had to be put into reverse..

All was written in the Stars, if one only dived deep enough!. 

The woman looked  at how she had originally discovered the pieces of her jigsaw, taking many years to collect, she had had to search for each one, picking them up, turning them over this way and that. So many pieces looked the same, until you delved deeper into each one.

A life time of gathering all the pieces of the puzzle. Trying to make sense of things she had at first dismissed as being fanciful. Yet the furthermore down the rabbit hole she travelled, more and more of the pieces backed each other up

The Truth is just waiting to be found if one turns over the right pieces to put them all together. She reached out picking over some of the pieces that had led her to gather many more.  Gaia herself had provided many clues, as had the stars and the Ancients teachers from Africa, to the Prophecies of the Hopi’s, echoed by Edgar Cayce,Nostradamus, Dragons and Red Dwarfs, Pyramids  and Hieroglyphs along with oh so many more.. 

Then as she got to the centre of her puzzle she saw how bright some of the pieces were as their names jumped up to greet her..

Discovering Self

Awareness

Mindfulness,

Forgiveness,

Service to Others

Empathy

Acceptance

Worthiness

Self-Love

The woman understood oh so much more than she once did. But how could she ever explain a Seven Billion Plus Jigsaw of which she was but one piece and yet part of the Whole.. 

She knew she never could.

Each now had to search and find their own Missing Pieces and learn how to slot them all together.

Coming to their own centres of understanding. No longer did we need to look outside, for all answers were to be found inside. If one dared to Dive deeper into the realms of Infinite Possibilities.

A Soul is a Soul no matter what gender no matter what race, no matter what religion.

She picked up the one marked Creation!

Who knows what ‘Revelations’ could be discovered if one found all the pieces.

 

A muse of thoughts, from sitting in the Silence~

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Many thanks for reading and remember

Keep making the most of  your Now Moments!

Love and Blessings

❤ Sue ❤

 

 

A Puzzle to solve, Follow the Signs~ Meaningful Monday’s

My Painting~ Molecule Mandala ~  We may all be dots/Specs in the  Cosmos, But when we Unite we  create Form and Change..  We Become Change!

 

Standing In Space

 

Standing on the edge of outer space

Have you ever felt yourself in this place?

Alone and yet surrounded by stars

Women are from Venus and men are from Mars.

 

You look at the world and want to put right

All the wrongs of man, to stop the fights-

Of Nations, whose turmoil is beyond our control,

To stop all the suffering, and end the death toll.

 

And yet you’re but a spec, just standing on the edge

But the yearning inside me has become more than a pledge.

For to help make a difference is what I do seek

To help and encourage, and to show we’re not weak.

 

But how can I change the World and her wars?

We first must look within, and look at Universal Laws.

To realise that to change, we must start with our self.

Understanding Love and Compassion is our true wealth.

 

That to care for each other regardless of our creed

For you cannot gather Gold, and to your children feed.

But alone I stand, just a speck of cosmic dust.

But united together we can reach out and we must-

Succeed in our endeavours to create a better land

For our children’s sake, let’s take each other’s hand.

 

Unite in one voice that calls out for Peace

Before the Earth’s Power, will finally unleash-

Her own brand of cleansing, with one almighty sweep,

And tears of Nations will flood the rivers deep.

 

Mighty are we!.. Look again out to the stars,

But a Spec in the Cosmos, along with Moon and Mars.

So look to yourselves, and right all your wrongs

For 2018

will herald in a brand New Song!..

 ©Sue Dreamwalker

I have been doing some clearing out of my Archives, and retracing  of back posts  putting into categories etc. I wrote this poem back in 2008. Then I put 2012 where you now see 2018,  as then that was the year we seemed to focus upon and look towards, as the Mayan Calendar year ended and New Beginning were imminent..

As I read through many  New Year posts within our beautiful WordPress Community, I see many new goals being put into place and many intentions being given, as to what we each can achieve  and change within our own lives and that of the world.

We are the Change-makers of our society,  and each time we are true to ourselves, and we each hold the light of what we know to be true in our hearts, we each of us help heal the world. We do it for standing up and speaking out for what is right.

When we endeavour to help change our world, it means we are doing nothing more than holding ourselves in love and respect as we try our best to be the best we know how to be.

We are witnessing great changes right now, as we see individuals standing up for what is right. Corruption is being uncovered, and those who have long held power are seeing their walls beginning to crumble as LOVE is overcoming the Fear that they created, in standing up for what is right.

I am adding this to my Meaningful Mondays Category, because there is really only one thing we can positively change, and that is ourselves, Make 2018 Meaningful, in that you stand in your own Truth. As you keep Faith with what you know in your heart to be good and true..

In Love and Light..

Thank you Oprah For what you stood up for on January 7th 2018

Unifying  In One Voice .

“Age of Aquarius” Alignment January 7, 2018 – RARE!

We are Uniting in One Voice All over the World

Make your Voice and Heart Count!

 

Rising Above Our Negative Emotions.

After writing down all of my thoughts of my perception of the world we are shown. I paused my pen over the paper. It hung there I don’t know how long, as a calm and peace seemed to overtake me.

It was as if through venting, I had expelled all the debris, that clung inside my mind. I remembered the words my daughter often says. “It is what it is”.  I breathed out.. ‘let is all go’ I thought.

I knew, and know deep inside, no amount of venting, shouting, pointing fingers, is ever going to change anything.

Unless we see and understand that in order to change anything we first must Choose to do so.   And the only thing we can change is ourselves.

I can often get vexed at myself, because I know this, I know in principle how the Universe works, as much as my own knowledge of understanding allows. I am far, far from perfect. And often navigate as most of us do, in our Earth School, by learning through our mistakes, and seeing we are all upon a journey of learning.  How we learn is different for each of us. For we are all of us unique, and we are all of us at various stages within that journey as we begin to discover who we are.

Many of us are being challenged right now, as the frequencies shift and shape us, we are all of us evolving, growing, learning. While many are wanting to break free, others are resisting. And others are oblivious. I wonder often at times is it best to be oblivious?

But when you wake up on your journey we also become aware of how our feelings are being affected by the masses. And how often the masses are manipulated by the media.  The Fear is kept at an all-time high, and whether we realise it or not, we are hooked into its system. And those prominent energies which surround us, ‘Like attracts Like’ and if we are not careful can devour us before we realise our vibration is being affected.

Just think how different we would perceive the world, if the media news only ever told us the good news.. Those stories of others helping others. Those who jump in and rescue, save, and support other human beings. Who do so from instinct and the goodness of their hearts.. Not seeking financial gain..  Those stories of people who put their own lives at risk to help another human being.. Or who save an animal and rescue it. Going the extra mile, to show compassion and Love..

If we heard more of this GOOD NEWS pumped into our homes from the media, we would then begin to feel safe, secure, happy that the world out there was not filled with death and destruction, war and violence..

Our perception would be Changed. We would then have that Feel Good Factor that would perhaps ripple out as more would contribute and do the same. Like attracts Like

The North Korea Crisis is a good example right now.  Those who live in North Korea are taught we are the enemy, they know no different. Because they are told and kept in the dark about the outside world..  They too are ruled within a regime of fear. And so are we, yet we cannot see it half the time.  Their perception is limited to that which their government tells them what to believe..

As I wrote my thoughts they then spun to the laws of Polarity. Opposites, two sides of a coin.. The Yin and Yang, Good and Bad, Light and Dark. Winter and Summer..

Polarity representing the two extremes of one thing.   Yet when does Winter change into Summer, when does Cold Water turn into Hot. These two Poles are the extremes of the same thing in continuum. Yet they each blend into each other in various degrees at both ends of the scale.  And So too, do we travel a fine line between Good and Bad.

Many of us who have woke up, do so through travelling through an emotional crisis, how many of you have had to turn inward through emotional pain to seek answers.  We go within, back to our hearts, our Centre.  We all of us have been faced with making choices and in a recent post I talked about how we had to trust in those choices and follow our instincts.

The world appears now to be in Crisis,  Yet how can we help it? We do so by not allowing ourselves to get caught up within the Fear, we have to find our own Middle ground. And take a step back to observe just what we are creating.

We Hope beyond Hope that the world will change.. But Hoping is not enough.. To change the world we sometimes need to see the Good Bad and the Ugly, to see what needs to be changed. Our personal crisis’s often occur to bring about a shift, that makes us aware of what needs changing in our own lives. It makes us take a deeper look, and then we have a choice, to either change or not. The Choice is always ours.. The world is asking us to take a deeper Look at ourselves..  

Our reality we are witnessing NOW, is what WE have created,  We live in our 3D world which reflects most things as Good or Bad, Black and White.. We either become optimistic of pessimistic in our views, Optimism expects more of the world, Pessimism expects the negative.  If we expect Doom and Gloom then that is what we will get.

Optimism works on a higher frequency of vibration and Pessimism on a lower level. Our thoughts are Energy, and it’s our thoughts which create our reality into being.  Look around you, everything was once an idea, someone’s thought, set into motion by Action.

Each of us have the power to choose, and in choosing to lift our vibration, we can create harmony and balance. Often its by going through our Dark night of the soul we learn to shed that conditioning, as we learn to Let go of our negative patterns that keep us trapped within Fear.

Maybe our Earth is showing us, her dark side, in order for us to observe, just what kind of a future do we wish to create.. Do we want some apocalyptic future that it seems the movie makers keep producing, or do we want a New Earth, One that thrives, instead of destroying, One that Loves instead of Hating, One that is filled with Peace instead of War..

Until we change our own internal Wars, and until we go within and find the centres of our own Being and find our own balance within that continuum of the Polarities of Love and Hate,  Unity and Separation.  War and Peace.. Until we find Balance and Love in our own hearts nothing will change. 

The pendulum will swing whichever way we choose..

May we Choose Well.

The Good, Bad and Indifferent.

A couple of evenings ago I wrote a lengthy piece in my journal. I just wanted to get things off my chest and so I wrote and wrote.

 I spoke about our thoughts, I spoke about our judging of others. Saying we all judge, be it by status, gender, wealth, colour, religion, nationality.

I spoke about Truth, and how we seldom stretch ourselves to see the Truth of the world. This illusion, which holds us prisoners to become slaves to greed. As we buy into the beliefs of consumerism and debt. That never ending carrot which is dangled before us, that ties in so many to be forever slaves to debt.. I spoke how the commercial world Soft soaps and dupes us by clever advertising that lures us in, to make us believe we need all the things we can quiet easily live without that often many go into dept for just to keep up with the latest trends..  

I spoke about our thoughts, and how they spin us into the creation of our future, and how we constantly judge, and cannot see the Ugliness of our own thoughts that spin out in judgement on a daily basis. Be they to criticise how someone looks, dresses, speaks, behaves, We all of do it constantly, in condemnation, discrimination, that then turn to jealousies, bullying and hateful behaviours that stain and taint and blacken our natures, that drives bitterness and vindictiveness to sour our world.

I spoke about education. And to what we are exposing our children to.  How children are no longer allowed to be children and play. And how pressure of parents and education are pilled ever higher upon their young shoulders to succeed. So, the education systems often lose sight of the child as they become statistics as schools are rated by performances.

I wrote on how the film, media and gaming industries promote violence, war, murder, and rape. And then we wonder why the world is mirroring back such acts of violence.  And why we have become so desensitised, so we barely blink an eye in response.  Why so many live in a surreal world of virtual reality. And I wrote about how many are turning to escape the realities of living as suicides increase in our young, and more synthetic drugs come into their possession.  

I went on about living in our own little boxes, to which we categorise, label, then often shutting the lid, we try not to think about the suffering on going in so many parts of the world. So in recompense, to appease our conscience’s, we can often be seen tossing a few coins into some charity jar to make us feel we are doing something worthwhile to help the world. 

I spoke about how those who have become King of their own particular Forests no longer see the trees that surround them. They no longer see through eyes that reach up to the heavens to see why acid rain falls to Earth. They do not see the burnt forests or the indigenous lives destroyed. While smoke settles on the wind out of lands that drive families across borders with nothing other than their lives. All they see is their own importance as their own greed consumes them so their hearts are as black as the scorched earth they have devoured .. 

I asked what kind of a species have we become.. and to what are we turning into that we can watch our Children suffer as we destroy their future world.

In fact my writing was quite a rant!! Which is toned down for this post.

But then I went on to speak about HOPE.. That all elusive word that keeps us hanging on..

HOPE, Hope is a word we use often. How many times do we rely upon Hope

H – Helping ourselves to

O – Optimism in times of

P – Pain, we hope against hope that

E – Everything will turn out just fine.

 Well, I have said enough about all that is Bad… Now what about the GOOD. 

That is the theme for next time..

Unite in LOVE

“If we have no peace, it’s because we have forgotten that we belong to each other”

~Mother Teresa Quote~

I have so many thoughts running through my head today as I try to catch up here on WP, and so many interesting posts I have visited today which have inspired and uplifted me as we travel upon our collective journey’s of discovering just who we are.

Some days I am so full of Love for our fellow Human Beings as their stories inspire us to become the BEings we really are and who we we’re meant to be all along.. And at other times I can feel so saddened for a world entrapped within its own greed as we revolve ever deeper into the abyss of destruction. As many blindly believe all they are told instead of resolving to explore outside of their man-made boxes of the illusions we have created…

Over the years this date of 9-11 has become significant to many as a point in History to be marked as a black day… And for many years I have honoured this day as you can read here in its remembrance as I do for November the 11th Remembrance Day Here ..In fact all those who suffer through the cruelties of war should be remembered.

But today I want not to dwell upon what has been, but what CAN Be, for we each can help shape our future if we get the Balance right. We first need to start with ourselves and find within our own peaceful solutions as we do battle within our own trauma’s as we get embroiled with our opinions as we send our via our minds our thoughts into the worlds Vibration.

So.. What do YOU want the world to become in the future?

Ask yourself what sort of a world we want for our Grandchildren to experience and then look to see how we can change within our own box of thought.

For with every thought we are creating our Reality!

Maybe we just don’t do enough Thinking at all as we let others think for us as we follow blindly their lead, like sheep we bleat to the flavour of the month as we don’t want to stand out like the Black Sheep and cause waves!..

What are the mundane thoughts that swirl around your mind like? Are we in judgement? Do we criticize? I know I do.. I catch myself often and then ask myself on what do I base my opinion?

Do I really know the TRUTH,

or do I just think! I know the truth?

And for a long time I thought I did, until I started to Dig deeper and then I was shocked to discover this world was not at all what I had perceived it to be… We all perceive with the knowledge we are given.. and as we grow with awareness that Truth then alters,.. I once wrote a poem entitledDo You See the Truth and another post Unite For Peace in which I added my poems last verse of Unite For Peace is …

…It only needs a spark of faith to kindle and to brighten,

Those embittered souls who deal in death, their reason to enlighten.

Healing Hands of friendship held out for our tomorrow

Show them that the Power of Love can wipe away our sorrow.

So leaders of the World, Lets stop all this oppression

Only Peace and Love will guide us through to Man’s Progression!

~Sue~

 The Above post I created in 2013, I thought I would reshare it today.

Sending all Love and Blessings

Have a Wonderful Week.

Vision Quest 8 Conclusion.~ Facing Fears

Background to the story so far. Muna was brought up from the age of two and half by her Full blooded Native American Indian Grandmother.  Aponi had taught Muna lots of the Ancient ways of living from the land along with many traditional ceremonies.

Muna had reoccurring nightmares all of her life, Now in her late teens she was following her Grandmother’s advice and had embarked upon a Vision Quest to see it she could find the reason for the Shadows that haunted her Dream time.

The full part of this Vision Quest can be read in separate parts HERE.

This is the final part of the Vision Quest Chapter in which Muna finds out more about her past. This will be longer in length than the previous parts.

 Facing Fears

Once again the old fear came back as the garden no longer felt welcoming. She shuddered again, as a blanket of thick mists enveloped her. Muna knew she had to find out what lay beyond the door. What was the shadow that haunted her dreams? Muna turned to the North Door to help her overcome the fears she held so deep within.

“ Help me Grandfather Sky, clear the mists before my eyes, show me the way Grandmother Earth, help me overcome all that is hidden, that makes me afraid.” Muna’s voice was calm but she couldn’t help but feel fearful for what the North door had hidden behind it.

As if in answer to her plea the mists parted before her and the door in the North Wall loomed into  her vision. Her eyes took in the old wooden door, she saw the many grains etched upon its surface along with the knots, and she saw the old nails which held the rusty hinges in place. She thought of the long forgotten tree which was cut down to create such a door as she stroked the wood feeling the knots. At the same time she felt the knot twist within the pit of her stomach as that old emotion of dread surfaced.

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But Muna  shook  off this feeling  as she concentrated upon the knocker positioned in the centre of this old arched shaped doorway, and she was not surprised that the handle was formed from two twisted engravings of snakes entwined together.  For some reason Muna remembered something her Grandmother had told her about Quetzalcoatl  And the symbolism of snakes primal energy. She knew now was the time to shed another skin as she let go of that which restricted her as she allowed the life force to heal and guide her through the changes. Knowing the door would open up more questions, but  would also lead her to new discoveries of her inner being. 

Looking down now at the water in which she thought she had to wade through, the mists had lifted revealing stepping-stones opening a path towards the door.. Muna smiled knowing all things were possible if only one believed. She took a deep breath as she made her first step as she stepped across the stones walking towards the door.

As she looked where she put her feet, she saw the weed thick within the murky water, and was aware of something slithering its way across the water keeping pace with her as she saw the ripples just beneath the surface. She heard the occasional splash as if something either surfaced or dived, and her heart began to pound. Again her thoughts raced as her Grandmothers words once again came to mind.

“ Face Your Fear” she heard the echo of Aponi’s words as she got closer to the door.. ” You only fear what you do not know Muna. Fear is just a stranger whom you so not yet know. Once you become the observer you will see there is nothing to Fear but Fear itself.” Muna had long puzzled at this remark of her Grandmother’s.

So she squared her shoulders and took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She asked to become the ‘observer’. When she opened them she was there, she now saw the age of this old door, as the wood had splinted and dried. She reached out her hand and took hold of the door knocker and instinctively knocked twice. As if by magic the door swung open, as it did so more mists seemed to bellow out in front of her. Stepping through the mist, crossing the threshold of the doorway Muna waited hoping the mists would  recede, she saw a scene she half recognised, but wasn’t fully aware from where.

Before her a scene unravelled, she was in a small room with sparse furnishings with a wooden table in the centre, in the corner was a familiar rocking chair with a colourful crocheted shawl hung over its back, somewhere in the background Muna heard a child crying.

Muna’s attention was then taken to a young woman, cowering in the corner of the room who was crying. The woman had long raven black hair that was strewn across her face wet with tears. As the mists cleared further Muna saw there was also blood on the young woman’s face. A man’s voice shouted in rage

Muna found herself floating above the scene as the woman was pursued by a man. The man was screaming obscenities at her, yelling and screaming, he seemed to be possessed by the devil himself as his eyes bulged and his face was distorted in rage.  Sobbing the woman got up to run outside, she got half way across the yard as the man yelled as he ran after her, the woman turned running backwards at the same time before she stumbled and fell. She hit her head hard upon the ground, Her sobs instantly stopped as her body now motionless and lifeless lay upon the ground..

The man stopped in his tracks, as if waking up from a dream he looked down at his hands. Had he really hit his beautiful wife..   He looked up to the skies and now it was his turn to scream, as he let out such a wail of anguish as he yelled out the to the sky.. Words she knew he was speaking, and yet she couldn’t hear any of them. She only saw the woman lifeless on the floor, the child who cries she had heard now emerged from the doorway, she was only a young toddler but she ran to the fallen woman, tripping over as she fell beside the woman, crying “Mama, mama”

It was then that Muna understood, the toddler was herself, it was she crying ‘Mama’, and the fallen woman was her Mother. She looked now feeling the tears spill onto her cheeks, as she saw the man, her father.

Muna was seeing him now for the very first time.The toddler had fear in her eyes as the dark shadow of her father loomed over them both as he bent over the two of them he started to cry. Lifting his wife into his arms, asking for her forgiveness, as he didn’t mean it, he hadn’t meant it, as once again his temper and rage had flared taken over by the drink which consumed his soul. 

He was distraught and ran back into the cabin. Muna saw the toddler sitting at the side of her Mother pulling at her sleeve for her to wake up.  It was then a large Bang now echoed out into the air, not only sending a shudder through Muna, but she saw the toddler visibly jump, afraid of the noise, frightened and confused now no longer feeling her mother’s warmth, she watched as the toddler climbed onto her mother, hugging her as her blood still oozed out onto the ground from the back of her head. She saw the smoke now curl up around the edges of the cabin as it swept across the yard like a thick mist. The toddler lay curled in a ball sobbing on her Mother’s breast ………………..

Muna came too from her Vision, curled in the centre of the medicine wheel in a tight ball, the sky was now dusk as the Sun began to set the air had taken on a chill.. She sat up within her circle of stones feeling the tears upon her own cheeks.. She looked at the setting Sun her thoughts in a muddle for a second until she recalled she was on the mountain within her Vision Quest. Thanking Grandfather Sky and all her ancestors that had helped her to see her vision, Muna sat and thought upon all she had been shown.

It had  explained much more than Aponi had ever told her about the passing of her Mother and Father. Why had her Grandmother never told her the truth of how her parents had passed. All she had been told that her father was white and had struggled all his life with drink. As soon as Muna had been old enough to ask about her Mother she was always told it was in a tragic fire from which she had been rescued. When Muna had enquired how such a fire had started and wanted to learn more. Aponi had always dismissed her inquisitive questioning by saying..

“ When you are older Child, the Great Spirit will reveal All to you when the time is ripe, then your journeying will begin.”   Yet Muna had also heard the rumours from the village folk and had heard the whispers of turned heads looking her way of Murder and a fire, yet she had never dared ask if this was true fearing the worse of why she was orphaned .. But now she knew her Father had not murdered her Mother, but his rage had contributed to her tragic death.

Muna reached out for the precious locket and unwrapped it from the hand kerchief. She opened it and touched the lock of raven black hair. The locket had been her mother’s the only thing she had.

Muna then took the candle which had toppled over and gone out, she secured it upright by digging it into the earth, and relit it, sending a prayer to her Mother, and one for her Father asking that they both now rest in peace as she hoped now that her mind would be eased as at last she was able to recall those blurred visions of a toddler. 

So many Fears stem from the memories engraved within the growing pains of a child.. She saw now the reason she disliked loud noises and the shadows which always seemed so menacing. She also knew the truth of her deep-seated Fear.

She began to understand Aponi’s words of becoming the observer. Muna saw how her perception through being traumatized when her father’s shadow had blocked out the Sun when he had bent down over her Mother had created the fear, coupled with the loud bang.. She realised her father had killed himself then set their home on fire such was his anguish. 

She saw too how everyone must have thought her father had murdered her mother and presumed the truth. How easy it is she thought to judge, yet not be in full possession facts. She would obeserve more often in future rather than jump to conclusions she thought. 

She took another sip of her water, and was just going to stand up and make a fire, when she heard a voice.. She looked left and right of her, as she was uncertain as to where the voice had come from, it startled her to realise the voice was inside her head, But so clear did it speak..

“This is just the beginning of your Journey, Little One, You now have faced the fear of the past, now you have to face the fear of the future..”

Muna didn’t understand, but she soon would………………….

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This is the last of the series Vision Quest for a while    … I hope you enjoyed this lengthier last episode..

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