At many times I feel finished with Earth life. There are fewer and fewer things that interest me. Food, sex, trips, possessions – I couldn’t care less.
But the things that do interest me are telling, not just about me, I think, but about all of us.
I hunger for deep, transparent conversations, in which people remove their masks and stand forth as who they are. I call that “meeting” a person.
I hunger for the truth of the matter and the more completely another is willing to tell the truth, without harming, the more alive I feel. In the face of the truth deeply spoken, I find myself waking up as the desert does after a rainfall.
I hunger to make a difference by my actions. There’s a man who’s been gifting people (complete strangers to him) with VNN (Vietnamese currency) in amounts that will really make a difference in their lives. He’s made (or will make, after the Reval) a lot of lives a whole lot easier and release them from the constant tension that all of us are in, trying to make ends meet. His actions really make a difference. In my books, he’s an unsung hero.
There are unsung heroes running the prosperity programs who make long lists of people to gift to and coordinate that effort to benefit others. There are people working the “trading platforms” (historic bonds) to get money out to lightworkers.
There are others who organize globe-spanning projects to benefit humanity at large and right now are doing it on a shoestring. All of these people work behind the scenes, lead often lonely lives, impact their family’s financial situation, and give up their ability to have any distraction or luxury in service to us.
These are people who sacrifice their own comfort and sacrifice living normal lives or pursuing careers that would make them wealthy to serve the Light. These are people who are humble in their service and we find out later that they are reincarnated saints, prophets, incarnated angels, archangels and seraphim.
Many people agreed to come into lives that were hard so as to learn quickly what terrestrials go through. All of us have agreed to wear the blinkers, postpone our Ascension, and go up gradually with the rest of the planet so as to leaven the loaf.
These are people who’ve come down from much higher dimensions and are well and truly finished with 3D terrestrial life but who labor on for the sake of humanity, the work and their promise to the Mother.
There are people for whom it has been too hard and their memories of the higher dimensions are too strong to allow them to continue.
The yearning is there to be open and candid with each other, to have at least a peer group, so to speak, in which they or we can be transparent with each other even if it’s not wise to be candid publicly.
This isn’t a “normal” time on Earth and it calls for non-normal remedies, such as raising our consciousness, raising the tenor and level of our conversations, and finding comfort in each other’s company that will allow us to continue our missions with a smile on our faces instead of as drudgery.
We are, so many of us, alone in the world, our email and Skype connections our only means of sharing with lightworkers of like mind. We now need to end our isolation if we’re to continue to broaden and deepen our service.
The desire is to know and be known by each other. The desire is to see and be seen. The desire is to share and hear others share. The desire is to come together, compare notes, and laugh and sometimes cry.
I don’t see this as just a good idea. I see it as triage for lightworkers. One person is setting up a center where lightworkers can come, rest, and share among each other. I’d say we need one of those in every major city and in remoter places as well.
We need to meet each other and mingle. We need to get to know who we are and draw closer together in our chosen fields of service. Matters like these have to be taken slowly; they have to be done with grace, without violating the freewill of another. And those who provide these recuperative services will have jobs as rigorous as anyone else’s.
But we need to find comfort in our own common company as lightworkers, given that we cannot find comfort among people who reject what’s happening on Earth or stare at us in wide-eyed disbelief and think us crazy.
I’m feeling the need to share more, mingle more and come out of my shell, though not publicly. There would be a need for strict confidentiality because what we have to share would be ridiculed if known in the wider society and that could effectively wound us and diminish our ability to serve.
So after the Reval, I invite some people – in every state or province, department or region – to create centers for lightworkers to rest, recuperate, mingle and share, with programs that introduce other people to various skills, ways of communicating, and ways of surmounting the barriers to deep sharing, as I discussed in my last article. (1) Other lightworkers or Pre-NESARA project funds may be willing to fund these.
For so many years, I’ve felt the need to be circumspect and play my cards close to my chest on many scores and matters. But more and more now, I’m feeling the need to share.
(1) “The Growth Movement and Consciousness Raising” at http://goldenageofgaia.com/2013/10/the-growth-movement-and-consciousness-raising/.