Are we all in agreement that a lovely, really long holiday is in order for each of us? We need a holiday, and a permanent one at that, from experiencing the chronic physical, emotional and mental issues that seem to come part and parcel with this reality.
Not to mention that we want to have some fun! Like, a lot of it, and with people that we vibe with in a good heart space. I daresay that fun for most of us has been in short supply.
While we’re certainly responsible for our own selves, how much of what ails us is totally not our own doing? Do we have to accept the burden of all that we experience, when our own free will has been trashed and disrespected for, apparently, the duration of our creation and throughout multiple incarnations?
We need a holiday from the reality that we’ve been experiencing for however long…lifetimes? Multiple and varied lifetimes most likely…some happy and fulfilling ones, and some that were chock full of challenging experiences that may never have gotten resolved.
And that brings to mind the whole reincarnation trap thing; yet another transgression to be angry about. The field of injury to Humanity is ripe, and abundant with a truly poisonous crop. I just wonder…if I’m beginning to feel the righteous and undeniable anger that comes with all of that, (and I’m a pretty mellow and unshakable chick) the Human collective is surely about to blow a gasket.
I personally feel the need for a little fantasy reel right now, because our reality is shifting perceptually by the minute; certainly it changes by the day. What shape is the earth? Where do Humans come from? Who’s on our side and who isn’t?
You know what? I don’t care! That’s right, I don’t. I was skimming through Ismael Perez’ book, Our Cosmic origin, looking for anything he might have said about the firmament, and I was struck with the memory of history class in high school. Miss Terraciano was one to lecture in rapid-fire style, and our time in class was spent furiously taking notes during her bone-dry verbal dissertations. Maybe she was covertly plugging for us to take shorthand or something.
In any case, what I realized is that I’ve heard enough about our Cosmic Origin for now. Names and dates in this regard are pretty much just like high-school history class. I don’t care to focus on all that’s gone down before, even though I get how important it is for us to have awareness of it. Like I said, I know enough for now…I just want to look at what’s coming next for us.
So I decided to skip to the end. I opened the book precisely (and unintentionally) onto Chapter 18: “A Vision of the Two Thousand Years.”
Now that’s what I’m talkin’ about! You can imagine the good stuff that’s in there, and it’s really all I want. I admit that my interest in this particular reality that we’re living is at an all-time low. I’m feeling so done. Can you relate? I know you can.
Okay, so what’s a good rant without the uplifting chaser?
Coming up next…Focusing on the Dream.