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One of my old poems has been rolling around in my head....As I spoke about in a previous post,the strangeness of predicting your future and prophesying your soul story years or maybe decades before hand is revealing...I have now come to some understanding on my puzzlement.
PUZZLES ME
I worked
a jigsaw puzzle
it crashed
onto the floor
tried to
tried to
tried to
get it back together
it would not fit
quite like before 1981 reflections
Little did I realize at the time deep,deep groaning's and agonies were pouring from me as the water from the mountain close to my home.I had but scratched the surface of my journey here on earth,and that was by accidents, was under the dis disillusionments,I had it figured it out already.Foolish woman child I was.I muse at that now....
it's hard
to explain
these hues
im goin' thru
it's like being
bright,bright yellow
living in dark
blue 1981 reflections
I had but looked upon the surface of myself,and that without much effort on my behalf .I am grateful at many junctures,to the One who looks over me.He has gently and lovingly put BLINDERS on my eyes,as on a horse that pulls a carriage,or plows a field. Enabling me ,for a while, to look only at my present ,not behind,nor side to side,nor at the CHAOS that at times,whirled around me, most certainly not into a sometime apparent BLACK HOLE future. If this had not been so....I would have bucked...continued in hiding,or run away at race horse speed.What was ahead was no walk ,or carriage ride in the park .I plodded along .Amazingly, made it until these times.
There have been ones' who have provided me with some clues to my identity and the mystery of my growth .These are known to me well,for they DROP BOMBS of most outrageous possibility...stuff of fiction surely,or more aptly questionably sanity .I would try and dismiss them.Yet,their words hung in my consciousness as a leaf in a spider web,or an uncomfortable splinter in my former realities,until I would ,in my own time investigate and seek truth within myselves.Messengers...I know now.They usually never linger,seed planters,They cannot be sought out.In some DIVINE way they find you.Face to face,are the most shocking encounters.In these days new openings are in place for DIVINE ones.,Once their seeds are planted they graciously provide proof,,,in many ways.Self discovery is the aim of their arrows..It is in this ,I have found there is no real self...I am connected to all that is,.being blessed to have much help from ones here and afar....It is available to all who seek and knock....you will surely find.... help with missing parts
Do not dismiss your messengers,or declare them daft, crazy,,for these are their calling cards ...more often than not..."seek & ye shall find,and when you find you will be troubled" Jesus...Gospel of Thomas
I can now sense and am grateful for such absurdities...I desire them...as I desire to discover all missing parts of multi-leveled essence. I will be working on this for eternity..Mostly, now,my BLINDERS are not gently affixed.
..I do not fear the past,present or future,at least so much,,and will with surefootedness walk,at times run, these three paths.I truly never knew those blinders were on, until I made it to a SAFER PLACE..
I know, the more we, as an individual pieces of the whole, desire our own personal works in progress to take lighter form...we will finish this Divine Puzzle that is for us all. Harmony on Earth Face..Harmony is light ,,,bright bright yellow...white illume light.......Eternal Flame, tended by many in unison.
I dream of the CREATORS" RAINBOW VISION of unity and interlocking for us all. DO YOU HOLD AN IMPORTANT MISSING PIECE? It may be the one that solves this puzzle...don't be shy about your offerings.We are one....a puzzlement in itself.
Today I wish for you velvet blinders if needed,the strength of a working horse,and a leaf in the cob webs of you conscience,
Pray for those who mourn losses of all manner this day
blessings becK_on
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