Let’s just go ahead and ascend to our next plane of existence, shall we? If I figure out what’s left to do on my part (or on our part), if anything, I’ll share what I discover before departing to better shores.
Or maybe it truly is a situation that we just have to sit tight with, and give it our best in the interim. “Our best” being subjective, of course. On many days, “our best” may simply be agreeing to do another day.
As dreadful an outlook and perspective as that may be, there’s not a chance that I’m alone in this and not one of many among the surface collective who share it. Let me add a caveat here ~ looking out my window at the falling snow in Our Woods…it’s deeply satisfying on a level I’ve not experienced before. We had nearly twenty months away from our home of three decades. I had to look up the ratio of time away… It’s 1 to 17, which number does make me smile a little.
There’s still loads to do here, and the continuing insult of discovering just how miserably we’d been lied to just doesn’t seem to have an end point.
However grumpy I ever get, though…my core feeling and intention is always directly pointed towards the Divinely guided and unmistakable collective upliftment of magnificent proportions. Let’s not kid ourselves that we haven’t recognized a chronically dangling carrot all these years. One does wonder if information about our amazing potential has been, and is being fed to us so that we start embracing and exercising our innate creative abilities to make it so.
