This world and her peoples are not in need of saving, they are in need of love and understanding, compassion and freedom...permission to be who they are and a space free enough from judgment for them to fully realize and remember why they came here. No one can give them these true life sustaining things as meaningfully as they can give to themselves. But, it's a long lonely stretch of life's pathways to come to this conclusion. So, what then for those who can see and yet are powerless to assist? I don't know. We live and breathe, I suppose. Some of us came here too with a sense of service so strong and compelling it overrules all rhyme and reason. What happens when you take away a soul's sense of purpose or a soul realizes that purpose is not required? It isn't always a slow, agonizing fate worse than death. In those moments a soul is free to create within this realm, this frame and lucidly dream their dreams. It's a beautiful albeit an interesting shift in thinking that is required to embrace the possibilities.
It isn't easy to accept the premise that all is as it should be, choices are made or not and no one has the right to step in and circumvent choices except maybe where one soul's choice results in the over-imposition of it's free will on another who is not accepting. I still wonder what a mender of souls would do with no souls to mend? What does a painter do with no more art left to paint or a photographer with no camera? There is a need within for a certain kind of expression that is no longer required so what then? I just don't know but I am not limited by the usual and typical thoughts of this realm and, so, I think I shall just live and enjoy the sunrise and sunset - feel the pure bliss inside whenever I catch a glimpse of the stars in a pure black sky. Sometimes what we think we are is not what we are to become and it is in the becoming that there are so many beautiful and indescribable things at work. So, I must search deep within for that which also calls to me and engage in thoughts along different lines and create differently for the sheer joy of creation. Receiving inspiration is a beautiful experience and I am grateful for the awareness that allows me to tune in. I think I shall spend the rest of my days counting blessings and rainbows, the myriad of colors in sunsets and sunrises and maybe the birds I've seen spreading their wings in free flight. Yes, a retirement of sorts and a freedom there too whether not I can fully appreciate it as yet. I laugh and I cry but I'm grateful for a change in direction. So be it.
If you seek to understand your true purpose, you will find it. If you are open to the truth that comes back, the conflict within you will rest. You are infinitely powerful when standing in your own love and light so, go be beautiful precious dreamers. ~Blessings.
(c) 2012 Jaie Hart (photo/words)