Remember the feathers, as they are cast about
Remember the ones who gave all they’ve got
Remember the wanderers who silently seek
Remember the sky, the one thing that’s meek.
The memories will sustain you as the starlight reminds people of the day until the Sun returns.
What you perceive as your greatest weaknesses are a doorway to your greatest abilities. The key must fit inside the lock, turn it and create a change in the lock’s pattern before the door can be opened. Creation at its heart must not be limited, the very act of creation demands to be free, unrestricted, without boundaries. You see the great ones, shamed and ridiculed for their acts and works, later are their gifts to the world recognized for their transcendence and far appreciated later on. Is this not the sign of the forerunner, the pioneer, the explorer who goes into the depths of the unknown to find absolution and treasure in their deepest darkness? In the dark you are not alone, although your vision tells you so. What greater hell is there beyond self imposed exile? Creation is that – an expression of the creator’s self. There is no need to cling to the past, accept it, learn from it, realize that it influences your future in subtle ways – no matter how you run, it will always be there, the crossroads sign you have long passed in your soul’s journey. Trust yourself, the ones who came and come, and especially the ones who are here with you now. Your expression reveals yourself in both creation and creator.
Stepping into the ocean, what do you notice about the waves?
Rough in the shallow parts, but when you start going deeper into the water, they’re gentler.
Such is the love promised for you.