Something divine is moving through humanity. Not a force that can be measured, but a remembrance that can no longer be postponed.
The soul of humanity is beginning to awaken from a dream so long that many forgot it was a dream at all.
You are closer to the great turning than you realize. What appears as the final chapter of an old age is also the first page of a new one. ~KejRaj
There is something quietly tragic about the word “soon.” It is a promise that can always be postponed without ever being disproven. Tomorrow becomes next month, next month becomes next year, and years quietly turn into decades. Meanwhile, life goes on: people grow older, parents die, illnesses appear, relationships end. The message remains, “Just hold on a little longer.” It may not be intentionally deceptive, but it can become an increasingly heavy burden for those who have placed part of their lives on hold while waiting for that promised moment.
Yeah Raksha…
There is only Now, I keep reminding myself.
I feel it’s time to call on the next in line, the HS…well, it’s time for me, at any rate.
I deal with lots of baddies, but I’ve glimpsed some good guys, too.
I’ll be putting my focus on them, those brief glimpses,
plus seeing myself recovering fully.
I was being good.
I was being helpful.
I was being thoughtful.
And then I fell down, with a hard landing.
Sometimes, Raksha, there are consequences out of our control.
One consequence, at this point for me, is to focus.
I can control that much.
Enough dismay, one extra dismay, or a certain way the dismay shows it’s ugly face, can be a wonderful MOTIVATOR 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
You sound dismayed too 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
😌💎♥️
If you have built up any such burden, I would advise you to dump it completely and immediately.
If possible, permanently disable whatever tendency to create expectations for any tomorrow that is not already available today.
At one of our weekly unofficial open house hangouts, someoneone brought up a playwright by an Irish man Samuel Beckett – Waiting for Godot.
On cue, many started scrutinizing, arguing, about philosophy etc talked about in the conversation in the playwright. I only had read a few scenes, so I kept my mouth shut, but enough to know a Godot was deemed as the salvation.
Suddenly a guy chirped in calmly, saying: ” Dont bother. Godot never arrived”.
I almost got up from my seat to hug him out of appreciation. Glad I didnt, he is a married man 😀
Instead, I made a quiet saluting gesture to him. He nodded.
I remember studying that book in High school, and I have absolutely zero memory of it.
Btw…am drinking ice ginger-molasses drink atm….CHEERS!
FINAL CHAPTER – IT IS OVER – NOMORE
SUCH NICE ENCOURAGING STATEMENTS
THANK YOU KEJRAJ -ST GERMAIN AND CHELLEA W
UNTIL WE MEET – SOON WE HOPE
MUCH OF LOVE
LEFTERIS