I was thinking about you and reminding myself not to interfere but it’s so hard not to, when I love you.
Still, that gives me no special rights so I ended up minding my own business.
The whole saga unfolding before my eyes I tried to reach you fibrationally. I sent you love and kind wishes and many blessings
All the while realizing the dangerous situation you had encountered.
I saw you losing your vitality!
I prayed this prayer for you !
Move away from the toxic atmosphere. That cut throat, manipulating back stabbing, "you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours, if you want to succeed in this life, attitude."
That environment is not good for you...
Money isn't everything! Pray tell me, if you lose your soul what good is the whole world? It will be empty, destructive and counter productive. If you say you need more you tell yourself a lie, you already have everything. Why create a lack, a void, where none exists? I watch you grow paler thinner-the light in your soul dimmer, a bare glimmer of the one you truly are. The dis-ease is spreading like wild fire burning you out mercilessly, eating your liver. Destroying your beautiful vigour.
I see it so clearly, will you hear, will you hear?
You see, I remember you! Yes, you had everything. Love, kindness and empathy, all these beautiful soul qualities. You knew how to share, care and be fair.
Now you are empty with lots of money, you have nothing and everything. What a ****** dilemma!
The degrees hard earned, and book knowledge but nothing really of true value, no equilibrium, balance.
Too much of everything! And you told me you are full of despair. You laid you're heart and soul bare, a circle outside the square, yes I heard you.
You've travelled far, drive a fancy car. Nothing wrong with that, the world is your oyster.
Though in the grand scheme of things, do those things really count for anything. Albeit money itself isn't the real issue here. It's the belief that without it you are nothing. The words nothing and everything are so misunderstood! We all have to work out this stupid and harsh conundrum.
Thats if you want to know the true meaning of success, of being blessed, that is...
Can you hear, can you hear, can you hear?
The prayer answered ...
Oh! I hear, I hear! loud and crystal clear.
I now know, and of this you can be sure. It's taken a long time to work it all out. Now I'm here, and close enough to understanding the conundrum.
So yes, I hear!
And I understand The dilemma! Not left or right, but the centre. The circle squared if you like! I had to go through all the fear, oh! the terrible fear to find the truth. The courage to work though the pain the suffering.
I remember when I started out. I didn't fit in at first. I was so innocent, a lamb to the slaughter. I became so competitive. I fought, driven by ambition, t'was like an addiction. I wanted more, worn down to the floor accumulating, name, position of authority, the status. The friends, the enemies! Who is who? Trying to figure it out was horrendous. I lived in dread, under the threat I'd lose it all. The sleepless nights, the reflux, anxiety, the psoriases, the fall.
But I kept climbing! Never staying too long on and any one rung, moving higher and higher. The ladder was made from steel, the building made from concrete blocks, while I, was born of only mere flesh and blood, a mortal being going under. Saved by grace, seeing my beautiful being, falling asunder.
I'm clearing the slate of all the confusion, delusion, and getting to the emptiness where I now reside alone, not born only of flesh and blood, but of spirit, of good. With God in my soul, I now know
the glory and wonder of the world.
Hmm, I'm not sure if this is suitable to post but I'm posting anyway. It's a dialogue in my head I had this morning. A friend and I have discussed these problems and issues and this morning I j found myself thinking of this person and marvelling how this dear one came through such a rough period in life. All these musings are based on all the suffering the person went through!