It is now more than three Moons since the Emergence/Convergence at Maia Earth Village…

What I posted in the reflection following this gathering …continues to resonate and give rise to details I could never have imagined before. I brought to light at Maia the most profound grief that lurks in our shadow; we have never owned up to it. Although I expressed it in a non-specific context, the implication is as troubling as anything one could ever conceive…! The Truth now so expressed …would have been overwhelming in any earlier context – as it was I don’t think many are ready for the conclusion my shame implied…

Little did I know before such reflection that this was the root reality that gave birth to East of Eden. As compelling as it was then, at the convergence, it continues to evolve now. And as it becomes clearer in light of the bizarre phenomena increasingly gripping the world …it also becomes easier to communicate.

Again and again …one word that grew out of this vision reappears …the insistent admonition: “Listen”

Now you can also face the Truth; if you do not hear the voices of the natural world – its living children – then reflect deeply upon it.  Yu no harem long oli songs?  There is no other way to hear. Everything alive and conscious …is speaking, sharing its Truth! Those who do not “hear” are the bereft. If only we had learned to listen…

So then …now you will understand why we are gathering. Yet each of you must know for what for you were called…
Aho!
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In times past I tried to reach you; I referred to the ‘terminal decision’ it took to get here. In the most specific way, I tried to describe 
the way to the CommUnity EdenHope wanted so much to be…

In one’s own mirror, terminal meant that such a decision could only come once a point in one’s life – from which there is no return …is reached. When, beyond that threshold, decisions are made to last forever [our older brothers referred to seven generations…] And those that are not are simply discarded …as indeed detritus should be… The root, truth, is the only sustainable.

Loving is such a terminal decision. What normally passed for love …only fills some prepositioned space in the grand illusion we euphemistically referred to as ‘life’ …in truth, we no longer live ‘there’ – such are the moments from which no return is ever again possible.

This story will not be devalued by resorting to metaphor …for each of us knows what these glimpses of clarity are… Each of us has experienced them. Whether or not we were prepared to accept them then; they were special …and remain so, even today. Denying them has become the default mechanism of a dying breed – it is what led to alienation and disconnection. Whereupon we embarked on yet another ‘elusion’ [somewhere between illusion and delusion]. To break that habit …will take all the energy we can summon …if we are ready to exorcise the constructs we chose …and in which we suffer.

Yes, it is time for the Children to gather, time for them to listen …for the great story they are to be part of …will be shared with them in yet another dimension, not the already failed one…

So now the circle is manifest. The Rainbow Children are gathering in the East of Eden …finally putting an end to Mothers’  labor; she is already gestating the new species – it is time for her Warriors to come…

 

 

 

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