Lord I Feel Like Going Home

I pray for your coming home and for your safe arrival.  Everything we are doing now is about coming home to the truth of our being. 

Much of what we are experiencing seems absolutely new, unprecedented and even frightening as we test the bounds of our imagination and our capabilities.  We are surfing new dimensions; crossing into new worlds; experiencing the ecstasies of laying down our limitations.  Still there is an element of familiarity to it all, or else we would not so willingly take the leap.

This is the age of paradox, so we journey into the unknown only to remember the familiar.  We have passed this way before.  The self-same force that repels so many others, now acts as a powerful magnet upon our soul. 

We could get lost in these ethers . . . in these high places.  But we remember the loving reminders from our teachers to keep our feet upon the earth, even if our heads are in the stars.  And we have each other even when so much of the trip is solitary.  We’ve only to notice the extended hand of our loving brother and sister, and to take it when it is offered.  We have come too far to now reject the gift of fellowship and communion.

I am testing the waters of this New Year to know what steps to take; what to plan; what to allow.  And I am reminded more and more that there are no Shamans here.  The well-worn idea of going to a healer to get fixed is so last year; so last world.  The most we can do as practitioners is hold space and create a platform on which you can heal yourself. 

Maybe this has always been true, but some have employed smoke and mirrors in order to keep you in the illusion, and separate from your own divine nature.  In the past we could not even believe the words of the Master when he said, “It is your faith that has healed you.”  We fixated on the healer instead of the life force energy that flowed from our own finger tips.

Now we come clean.  What we do is no small thing; and the knowledge we employ is no small gift.  But we are the nurse and the midwife; you are your own surgeon.  We create conditions in which you may awaken your inner shaman, your inner guru, your inner teacher, and your inner healer.  We are all called to this for each other.  And there is great peace in realizing that we are not the source, but certainly, we are the channel.

I will set the stage this month for some of you to release the blocks that keep you from freely expressing the words that need to be put down.  I am delighted to have been called to Thunder Bay, Ontario to facilitate a two-day writing retreat at the end of the month and I will offer the first Sedona retreat on the weekend of the 19^th.  If you feel called to Birth Your Book in the profound energies of this New Year, check out our website:  http://earthschoolforsouls.com/the-sedona-wordsmith/

Blessings to you all in the New Year/New Earth!