Friday, December 18, 2009

Journey's End




It came to me of leaving the track of thought that runs in circles - continuous fears about the future, anguish about the past.

Another way was shown that did not go back and forth. It was more like an open window.

And the message above the window was this:

"We let you take that path to its hardest ending so you would know what death was. So you would know how deeply the grave was dug from which you are called to arise.

For those who are comfortable in their graves do not seek resurrection - the slumber of seeming is enough for them. Only those who taste the bitterness of dying yearn for rebirth into life."


The former track fades, along with its forays into dreamy, nightmarish elsewhere.

Whereas the way that was shown extends not into what was and what might be.

This way has no destination, no movement, no goal, no expectation.

It's journey has ended.

4 comments:

  1. Yeah, our tears raise us into this window of awareness huh?..."Tuned to the Source are you who are dissolving in tears, you will be carried with power toward hope itself...Blessed are you who are flowing with mourning, you will dance over the waves of superficial appearance...In the right time and place are you who face the grief inside, you will be embraced within by the arms of the One"
    I often wonder and ask if we truly do dig our own graves, or if they were dug for us by someone or thing that doesn't like us very much and then it's a matter of taking responsibility for raising ourselves up by crying out to God or both, maybe?

    Thank you for sharing the veiw.

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  2. Yes! The way of the open window,.. I will choose that path.
    "... so you would know how deeply the grave was dug from which you are called to arise... Only those who taste the bitterness of dying yearn for the rebirth into life."
    Powerful medicine Count.
    Thank You!

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  3. This way has no destination, no movement, no goal, no expectations of Posts, here to enjoy y-our view.
    :)

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  4. Um, Count,...?

    Ahoy out there...?
    I am really missing your writing.
    Any chance we may fill our cups from your well?
    xo
    z

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