The devil made me do it
Some things drop you to your knees. Others, once witnessed, cannot be unseen. There’s been
two weeks of both in regular doses.
Even as I write this, I’ve received two phone calls to tell me about upcoming major surgeries
(for friends and/or relatives) that are scheduled for next month, and I had two additional
reports earlier today. It seems that we are in it now and there is no turning back.
I want to reach out to your heart. It is there you’ll find the resources and sustenance necessary
in the days ahead of us. Our emotions are our greatest strength. They initiate both dreams
and nightmares of creation with astonishing accuracy.
In every case, you are love. In all circumstances, this is our choice. In each other we see
every aspect of what is possible. We see our darkest thoughts and our wildest aspirations.
What seems to be happening is that if we haven’t yet experienced something, the world
before us right now plays it out. It’s like getting it all in before the final curtain.
I’ve heard people say that the reason for the craziness and blatant hatred spewing from
people is our current administration. Once more, the reason for action is seen as
something or someone outside of ourselves; a sort of non-personal factor that
makes people do stuff – “The devil made me do it”.
Convenient, perhaps, yet not helpful. If we are headed towards evolution, then
self-awareness and personal responsibility must be included in the recipe. What is
becoming clear, at least to these eyes and ears, is that not everyone seems to be
headed towards the same place.
This is a challenge to envision, yet I’ve been told more than once that this is how it goes.
The part of me that dreams of everyone at the party is holding on to that vision. Perhaps
the party goes on for a really long time, with both early and last-minute arrivals? I don’t know.
I apologize for rambling a bit here, yet know that I have wanted to write for over a week
now and have not known what to say.
When at a loss for words, I fallback to “what would love do?”. I believe that love
would see everyone as mirrors and actors, with scripts and lines they have to get in
before the show is over. This de-personalizes things and allows for a bit of perspective.
None of us knows how this will play out, we are creating it together and there are
billions of crayons in the box. It promises to be beautiful and if that view is held, then what
we can do is simply our very best.
Art is best accomplished from the heart and with passion. With each moment
and every revelation, smile and remember. It is not possible to simultaneously smile and
be afraid. So, smile. A lot. Maybe all the time.
You wanted to see this through to its grand finale, and you are doing so right this minute.
There is nothing to fear, the new world is waiting and it’s a masterpiece.
You are the one you’ve been waiting for. We are anchors for the light. Let’s do this.
In gratitude and with so much love,
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