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"Is this slow enough for you?" hit a soul cord, touching the vibration of stretching myself insignificant. Alone, in this world of illusions, or of only me. "I am God. You are God. We are all our own God," she taught me. As my human-spiritual self was developing gross awareness, the fear - horror - made me wonder, "I caused all this? The wars? The suffering?" It was meant to be empowering, but it was daunting, guilt-provoking. Too much power to carry on a young girl's shoulders. But I could visualize, manifest, use magic. And... isolation. "You are going to hell," other children would tell me, as I did not go to church. Separation from peers, separation from Christian standards, separation from the vibrational norms of density and forgetfulness. Oh, how easily we forget! But what did I remember? How to survive, I suppose. Slow, slow, slow the intensity, forget what they forgot, pretend not to know, play out learning. "Life is about lessons. Whatever we don't learn in this life, we come back to learn next time," she taught. I was not interested in school - elementary, earthly or etheric. It felt all so... bullshit. Separation from teachers, from knowing... lessons all day, and spilling into my home life. I rejected homework. And she didn't force me; she believed in natural consequences. And I cared nothing for a grade. So, I was deemed "bright, but lazy." Lazy washed over me with proof. My mom must have been lazy, too, as evidenced by our house. But she did like to read and learn. What did I like to learn? I liked to teach. The teacher who softens her vibration so people can hear her, take in her lessons. Although there is really nothing to learn; simply remember. And decades passed. Permission granted by the mystic who saw me, recognized my soul, taking me back to witness the child who needed to fit in, encouraging me to be as awake as I came in. "They're not burning people at the stake anymore," she assured me. But I wonder sometimes... perhaps after all these years I've bound myself to the stake of acceptance, righteousness and living into my true vibration.
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