It’s not writers block. It’s identity crisis. “Who are you?” has been the perpetual question this week. It is sort of like being a vampire. I am surrounded by mirrors that offer no reflection. People and problems used to keep popping up like springing targets in an arcade game, needing removal. They were handy excuses, blames and faults for what was wrong. With me. Each health crisis, relationship breakdown or financial hardship had different non-me pop up culprits. They’ve vanished. There is only me.
This comes as a surprise. We are sort of like eggplants. These tiny lavender blooms stretch out, completely invert themselves and emerge again as something completely different; fuller, richer and with more depth to their skin. They have become what they always intended to be; eggplants. Now this is not a surprise to anyone but them. With space, nourishment and encouragement they came out exactly as predicted and expected – bigger, just as beautiful and now useful.
We’ve stretched, pulled in and are gradually emerging – as gorgeous, immensely powerful beings of light. Until now, the mirror showed us ridicule and hatred, self-defeat, corruption and lies, lack, imperfection, opposition and grief. We accepted the images, identifying completely with each manipulation. Today we’ve reached within and touched the face of God. We are not any of those things. We are love in human form.
It does not serve us to focus on evil. Negativity’s only purpose is to spark creation of the opposite vibration. This is a game and we now know the rules. We are just figuring out what kind of player we came to be.
You see, it doesn’t matter who you saw in the mirror yesterday, what matters is today. Your mirrors are empty. Who are you? What kind of game did you come to play? In every new moment, you are standing alone, without excuses and ready to engage. What will you do and how will you do it? Who are you?
Let go of the past. You are not what you were, you are now. In this moment the future is determined. What will you make?
Doors have to close, chapters end and credits roll before the new can commence. We are writing the script here and the final act is upon us. Know that there are those still attempting to sabotage a graceful transition. They have engaged alarmists and fear mongers because they don’t realize we are onto their tactics and playing our own game now. Our strategy doesn’t require weapons or marches even, but conviction. Our method springs from the ultimate power source – our heart.
Produce peace. It is called upon you to do so. Refuse all but love. See only the deepest truth in each soul and you will discover we all seek the same thing; the expression of eternity in physical form – life. We are hear to express and realize our deepest knowing – Agape.
Truth has no room for fear. As history ends, begins again and is written you’ll decide who you are. We’ve come to the moment of our self-definition. What you say and believe is your reality. What world are you choosing?
Choose love. Produce peace. Live abundantly. Laugh. Your best parts are exuberant, honest, transparent, compassionate and here.
This is it. Like the eggplant, you are emerging new, as we knew you would. This relentless push for transformation demands your participation. You cannot avoid this next part; you are the one who will decide what it looks like.
Embrace your future without hesitation. At some point you’ll remember this moment without regret. A game played well demands honesty as well as an exploitation of the best in you. You were chosen to make all the difference and you do. Show us everything you have.
You are the one we’ve been waiting for.