Thursday 26 April 2012
Right!
After a day of reflection for many and overwhelming
sadness and memories for others…it’s time to lift our spirits.
I know only one way to do that…but it involves a
journey…to a special place.
Come with me…are you game?
I can see you in cyber-space: and even if I don’t
yet know your name…I know you’re there.
Come with me; you may see yourself. It won’t
be a mere reflection or shadow; it will be the real you. You’ll see lots of other people too – some you’ll
recognize; some will be total strangers because they’ll all be real.
I’m taking you to the one place where we don’t have
to pretend…anything. We don’t have to impress our in-laws, our kids, our boss,
our parents, boyfriend, girlfriend – or anyone for that matter.
It’s a place to re-charge batteries…utilize our
strengths...and face our weaknesses. It’s a place just for us – called…
This place has no buildings; there are no roads and
therefore no road-signs; no road-rules – and therefore no punishments; the
pressures are few; no dogma to follow or avoid; no demands to be the person we
were not meant to be; no need to do something for which we have no heart. There
is nothing in this place…until we get there!
Some of you come here often and affirm who you are;
but it takes courage and some of us have long forgotten or cannot face the pain
of trying to remember.
We'll leave shortly…but there's a job to do
first...turn around and look back into the far horizon...no...further…see that
wall? Look over it. See the box?
That's it.
We’re all in there. Can you
see yourself?
Our bum’s just been smacked…we’re yelling and
gasping for air – and desperate for food. We’re helpless and know nothing
except the urge to shriek if we’re not asleep or comfortable.
Of course we’re not comfortable; we’ve just
come from our real world into the World of the Human and somehow we know what
is meant to unfold…
It’s the purpose of our being.
But the mist comes down on some and it does not
always oblige. Can you still see yourself?
We’re all there. We’ve emerged into the World of the Human box where we’ll meet
our future, mapped out - not necessarily by us - but by Other Humans.
At first these Other Humans will come from our own
tribe as they take us on a journey in Human Time to release us from the
box. We’ll progress and meet those
from other tribes; some will comfort and protect us; some will
smell and come too near; some will give us confidence or fill our hearts with
fear; some will be demanding – that we shut up, look serene; and some will be
disgusted and ignore we’d ever been.
Some Other Humans will label us – according to their
whim.
Awkward and clumsy; selfish or dumb; some will
mislead us – giving a false impression of a talent or gift we do not possess
while others will laugh and re-direct our obvious abilities as they look the
other way.
It is they who do not understand that the most
powerful thing one can be…is oneself. It gives us our power. Perhaps they
understand all too well…and fear that power.
And as they set about undoing the purpose of our
being, we will protest or succumb; we will fight or take fright; we will
reason, cajole; we will scheme to avoid their grasp or watch the fading of our
dreams.
Which of those
did we do?
……………………
Ready for the
journey? We’ll going to that special place now.
Shut your eyes…hold
your courage in your hand…and hang on!
…………………………
Oops! Sorry
about the landing…it’s been a while. But at least we’re here and you can open
your eyes.
You may not recognise this place...at least not for
a while…or it may be very familiar.
Only you can
know.
But here where we
stand is the place where our instinct screams to return.
It can be done.
It is never too late. It is natural and will bring its own rewards.
There’s a clear
purpose for being in this World of the Human - the person we were meant to be.
We knew it
then and we can know it now.
Let’s lift the
mist and stay in this real place
forever.
The Place
Called….ME
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