Be You Today. April 22, 2010.
Allow today to be the day when you subside. Subside to the urgings that make all the noise your mind is lost in. Today, decide how you will live. Will you struggle to become something that your mind will conjure up? Or will you float like the winds under you making your destination an effortless journey.
Will you sing like the songbird? Will you know the ebbs and flow of the river’s edge? Or will you sing the song of another, off-tune and perceptively aware that it is not of your heart and soul?
Today, decide to be who you are. Today be who you are. It is an easy journey when you decide to let go; to surrender. The sky thinks not. The rivers think not. The mountains think not. So then, why do you? Why do you ponder on who you are, what you are to do, who you are to be? Just be. Just be. Just be.
Do not fret on whether you will be good enough. What does that mean anyway? Is the grass “green enough”? Are the skies “blue enough”? Does the grass gaze upon the sky and say, maybe someday I too will be as blue?
When you surrender, you allow your glory to come forth unencumbered. You allow your truth to speak and flow through you. It is the all encompassing truth that allows you to be who you are. Do not stand in your way.
No one can encumber you. No one can commit a crime against you to prevent you from being who you are. Step through the door to your reality. Not perceived, but absolute. Go in faith. Though you cannot clearly see what is beyond the door, know that that is where you already are.
So go on, and open the door. For now is the time to reveal to all, in your splendor, who you are. Do so in a quiet, unassuming way. No trumpets sound the presence of a rose. The rose itself is the symphony that calls all with ears to listen. Be who you are now, that those who are ready to bestow their gaze upon you may see; Themselves. You. God.
So Be It.
The tears are from the heart. The message was so strong that I had to walk away as my head hurt and started to pound. The emotions were too great and it felt like you wrote this message specifically for me as your main audience.
And as I write this, I see an image of an old projector, a blank white screen, red seats, and it felt like I was inside an auditorium. I was supposed to see something or watch it there.
I lost my mother a few years ago and turned my back on God, I blamed Him for my loss and pain. My anger was so great that He took the person I truly loved with all my heart away from me. I did not understand the reason WHY?
It wasn’t always like this, there were times I remember when I was a young girl I knew I didn’t need a Catholic priest to talk to God. I knew He was always with me and how I knew Him were far greater than what they taught me at school.
I knew I would always be “connected”, HOW? Not really sure but I now recognize that I am an instrument and expression of His Love and Compassion. And it would be through art that I will meet the others.
Recently, I gave up a promising financial career to become an artist, and have begun to have self-doubts, and started to questions my artistic abilities and talent. The phrases that you used to describe the mountain, the rivers, struck a chord in my heart, I heard their gentle whispers and I felt a release. My bond with nature and Mother Earth I feel the strongest with trees.
Mother always loved her white roses for it’s simplicity and purity. Thank you for the confirmation that I am on the right path and your words bring me comfort that all these has not been in vain.
Coincidence maybe, but you made me remember a dream that I had – 3 guides giving me 3 keys each having a different gem on the handle. Another dream was of a red-haired woman morphing out of a tree and calling out to me with her arms outstretched. The urge to mention this to you is strong and I can feel a vibration humming.
Apologies for the message being too long. Thank you.