We are living through the end of times, the closing of an era.  When we walk through a door and close it behind us, it is not that the room we have left is gone; it is only that we now occupy another place.  We have to adjust our vision a bit to this new view.

The process of focus begins sort of blurry yet eventually clears up and becomes sharp and defined.  We are in the midst now of adjusting our lenses from polarity to unity, separate to one.  Good or bad, right or wrong, crazy or sane all seem a bit fuzzy.  This is at it should be, we need time to adjust.

We are walking through a hall of mirrors.  It is important to pause at each vision of ourselves we come face to face with.  Our acceptance, frustration, love or anger for that person will tell us how we are doing.  All are mirrors. 

Will you choose forgiveness?  Will you walk away?  Are you able to love anyway?  These are the facets of your thinking that are getting an overhaul.  Our life is not ending, but our way of living is.

We have blamed these versions of ourselves for our pain.  It is not so clear now who is at fault.  When oneness creeps into your way of thinking, it touches every thought.

You’ve been the banker, the unfaithful lover, the screaming child, the brutal policeman, the war hungry dictator, the criminal, the fervent minister, the saint and the sinner.  How then, to judge?

The one thing crystal clear in this hall of mirrors, that oneness demands, is that it’s all us.  We are one.