Or may be they should be called the storms of change…
So much for souls to harvest right now! So much has been asked over and over again… change, freedom, life, love… and Now it seems to all crumble for so many all at once…
REJOICE!
It’s the Change you’ve been asking for, for there’s no change without change. And that is the part that hurts, confuses, challenges a soul to evolve by letting its life unravel to the new for the harvest of the buried seeds. Those seeds buried long ago… they are sprouting. Now.
Are they going to get watered, the needed attention, are they going to be protected from the unravelling storm that blows all around them, or are they going to be left alone, in their fragility and sacredness?
Balance is, once more, the key to leaving the storm to its course. To let the rain pour down and clean the soil, for the thunder to break the sound of hell to upgrade to heaven and the lightning to light up the path… AND look after the sprouts of the emerging new life.
All at once, all together, all at the same time.
IF.
Only IF you want the new to grow.
Even as the new has yet no face, nor name, for every sprout looks the same when it comes out of the seed… it’s just green… two little leaves that look so fragile and thus are able to break the shell and the earth to bring new life… and that is the KEY.
A New Life.
So if the storm hits you… let it dance and dance with it. Get wet in it. Get struck by the lightning and become deaf by the thunder. Let it break your shell so that the sprout of your new life can come out and kiss the sun, for the first time… again.
Let it Be… or fight it… up to You… up to how much you truly Love… your self!
Love, You.
