By James Anthony Curtis
After a few days hard work on volunteer set-up crew for the Blue Heron Festival, I decided to buy a hammock on a local trip into town, and remind myself why I Am choosing this life.
Sometimes when observing the society we live in, feeling into the pain of so many souls, I begin to tell myself sad stories of our enslavement, those places where in the past there came no relief, and each day was a trudged nightmare of sleep; but then I remember the truth of my own loss, the pain that led me to this freedom, the loving abundance, wisdom, and awakening, that revealed a space for the heart which previously had been ignored.
We might doubt our conditions, looking for some answer in the chaos of our circumstances, a ‘way out’ so to speak, from the difficult waters that we find ourselves in, but these very circumstances are of our making, those parts we have called forth to produce the fruit of our salvation.
With each wave of energy, in every emotion, the keys are laid before us disguised as dark gifts upon us in our emerging. We may resist our blessings, even rail against them in their various forms, but when we are ready, as we feel into the light of their burning, we begin to explore what is being purged for our wellbeing.
Just as the field is destroyed by the farmers plow, the ground broken, turned up to make room for the precious seed, so too, we must cycle in our life path, to those seasons of our planting, from which the host of our earth comes forth in due time.
We may feel rejection, unworthiness, loneliness, deep sadness at the loss of our former life, but in all of our circumstances we find a force gently guiding each performance, as the stage is set for the next scene, scripted in deeper revealing.
We are coming forth, honoring those parts, giving attention to the cries of our humanity, that have longed to heard as we slept in the darkness of our derision. As we feel, we heal, giving the necessary space we have long desired for our expansion.
If we are in pain, we acknowledge what is asking to be held, seen, for our heart to feel safe in our evolution, as we begin to understand that pain is only an indication of our highest destiny unfolding.
May we grant ourselves time with the one who has been asking for our attention, that we may come forth in our light, shining as we have never loved before, for the expansion of our heart, that we may know the one we have been waiting for, that we already are, for the benefit of all beings.
May it be so, so it is.