You have come now to spread the light that you are. Many of your years you have spent in darkness, not understanding how to brighten things up. Perhaps you have been unaware of your brilliance. You’ve been told now that you are the light. This is not dependent on age or race or religion. All that you need, you have. Everything required for the mighty oak tree is present in the seed. You are like that tree, choosing once again to be a seed, just for the thrill of becoming.
Only this time, the journey has more at stake. This time there’s an awareness of the forest and the soil and the impact on it all. These things you know, yet you have forgotten. It is time to re-learn them. We are each others teachers now. It is time for us to listen. This is how we love.
Carefully, relentlessly, pay attention. There is not one aha moment as we awaken – there are multitudes of them. As a baby who sees’s it all for the first time and finds every inch of it fascinating, so are we. It all matters. There are no insignificant moments.
We are light workers. It was our choice to come here now. It is our choice to think, say and do whatever pleases us. There comes a time in the raising of my children that we stop controlling their portion sizes and bed times. After years of restrictions and explanations, we let go. It is our belief that it is only then that the child can determine for himself or herself what kind of life he or she will experience. There are stomach aches, sleepiness and new choices every time.
