I Cannot Feel One Way and Live Another

Friends tell me I don’t ‘play the game.’

Too right. Oh, I know how. We all learn, at least if we’ve been paying attention.

I have much empathy for the generations that have stopped paying that kind of attention to the thoughts and needs of others on a continual and resounding basis, ad nauseum, in case someone might think they’ve done something wrong. This kind of attention deficit has nothing to do with the popular polarity currents of ‘service to self’ or ‘service to other.’ What happened to ‘service to Source, in all Her forms?’ But, that is another story.

I can be gracious, and generally tend to be, even immersed in what is, for me, a torturous situation. My being is not governed by circumstances. I can report that that took decades. It took time to peel back all the layers of costume, role and stage-set that allegedly determined my course.

Grace flows through the heart. Graciousness too often flows from early training in what some external authority considers politesse. Manners. A concept for which the current collective could use a new manual. But that, again, is another story.

Gaian frequencies are shifting. Given.

I observe countless individuals, whose world views have been blown apart, heaving that shredded shell of perception across their internal clarity like a comfy old blanket. This plays like a grand game of “Emperor’s New Clothes.” Peering through a foggy film of forgetting, the mind attempts to recreate what it believes it knows.

All the while, everything any of us thought we knew is shifting. How could it not?

Given: The false self is the guardian at the gate of who we really are.

The morphing shifting tides our minds vainly attempt to ground beneath and hide from, only free us from what we pretend to be. Our survival programming screams out the need to hide, to protect, to create safety through the stories we tell ourselves.

What if there was no longer a need to hide?

There are more beings awakening than any mind might imagine. There are those awakening to the aid and assistance of this multitude and there are those now needing to simply be.

The “I need to hide, temper myself and behave in ways that suit some current idea of status quo,” programs we developed to function ‘safely’ in society are no longer valid in Gaia’s emerging frequencies. Do we throw out the rule book? Maybe. Or maybe it’s better to let new light emerge.

Be kind to your emerging light. Let it melt the false self into oblivion. This, beyond all the games, {and some were fun} is what you chose to be.

Given: A physical incarnation is an unequaled opportunity for evolution.

There are more of us than we know, and our light is ever-deeply-networked.

~ Namaste ~

~ Let yourself, Blessed Be ~