I feel myself in a reflective mood this morning, looking back on my own personal journey so far. I started this blog about as transparent as I could be and have had by necessity to move away from that.
I believe I gave many colleagues apoplexy, causing them to worry that I would divulge matters that needed to remain in the background.
The field of action has continued to widen and I’ve been made privy to things which the celestials and galactics also don’t want discussed until the proper time. These and other exigencies obliged me more and more to censor myself.
Years ago, when I was invited to be part of a secret Earth allies group, I declined because I didn’t want to become a secret sharer. But the necessity to become circumspect arose anyways and I suppose I now see that as probably inevitable.
I miss the old days. I miss transparency, although I understand the need for prudence. I’m looking forward to all this being over and to recovering the way things used to be.
Transparency is a discipline and a most rewarding one. To have no withholds (a term the est training used) is a wonderful state of being. To be “squeaky clean” is a state of being unrivalled in ease and bliss. We’ll be able to recover it in not too many weeks from now. I hunger for it.
It’s curious that this blog started out on that premise and I personally had to move away from it somewhat as the need for circumspection grew. When President Obama was first standing for President, he promised transparent government but very quickly, almost within days or weeks of being elected, was shown that it just wasn’t possible to occupy his position and be an open book.
If the purpose of life is for us to know the fullest and deepest truth of who we are, that we are all God, that everything is God, that there is no one else here but God and never could or will be, then knowing the truth can be seen as the primary discipline in life.
The process of sharing, which is the major vehicle of transparency, is one that connects with the deepest part of ourselves. When I merely open myself to share, without having said a word, I already feel love, inspiration, and bliss arising within myself.
Nothing do I hunger for in life more than the truth.
The first poem I ever wrote began with the words “I want you to know me deeply, truly as I am,” and I’ve never lost that aspiration even if the responsibilities that come along with this work present obstacles in the path of utter openness being possible, at least at this time.
You can see from Stephen’s article today (Nov. 13, 2012) that mass resignations are occurring, which have been predicted for a long time. We know that most of the top and middle leaders of the cabal are in containment.
It’s been a while since anyone heard of HAARP activity or any other scalar weapon being used. Everything is gradually quieting down. Peace is descending on the world, bit by bit, country by country.
If anything, we lightworkers seem to be doing a lot of the attacking of each other or maybe it’s just more noticeable as the world scene quiets down. Some lightworkers are discussing Ascension in one breath and then attacking their colleagues in the next, without seeing any possible contradiction. It is strange.
I sometimes think that the last vestiges of ego are presenting themselves and that lightworkers are in actuality vying for their place in history. I don’t care if I’m forgotten by history. No consideration of that nature holds the slightest value. We can’t drag the old paradigms into the new world. I don’t think things work that way.
One of the things 11/11 accomplished was to flush up many of our remaining conflicts, inner and outer, in the face of what has been called a tsunami of love that hit the Earth on that day. One source called it sweeping but subtle. But it’s designed to cause our remaining unfinished business to come to the surface and be released.
When all that is negative has left the scene, I’m confident that we’ll be able to relax our guard and begin to be transparent again, without fear of attack, spilling the beans or throwing a wrench in the works.
That cannot come too soon for me. Transparency is a great blessing and I chafe over obstacles placed in its path. Just weeks more to go. It’s been a long, long journey and I’m weary of the ways it requires us to be. Let time speed up as much as it wishes. The sooner we can return to openness and sharing, the more invigorating life will be again.