Better friends with Xenophon than with the neighborhood kids
I’m noticing a fall-out, a consequence, a result of making the decision, years ago now, to write “at a global level.” (1) Whatever that meant to me at the time.
The fallout is that whatever social contact I used to have has been, I now see, constantly shrinking.
Michael once said of a friend that she had become her work. And he didn’t mean that as criticism. He thanked her for it.
And I now know what that comment meant. I had an exchange with that same person and it went something like, “How are you?” “Good. How are you?” “Good.”
And I heard myself say to myself, “if you want to know how I am, read the blog.”
Writing at a global level, provided one is not selling an image as an actor does, has to come from a foundation in truth (yah, no, I don’t talk about my sex life – what sex life? – there are limits).
AND I don’t involve other people, at least by name. “A friend,” yes. A name, no.
Now, that is the shell. Within that, I walk a line between being a protector by nature and being a meet-and-greet guy for Ascension.
None of this increasing sharpness of focus on the global would have come up if Michael had not alerted me, almost from the outset:
Archangel Michael: You have known that the time would come when we would ask you to work very much on a very global level. And this is the beginning of that undertaking. You have already built a very firm foundation for this to occur and for this we thank and bless you. (2)
What he refers to as “known” was not a conscious matter. It’s just that, when I look back, everything I read as a child was about bravery and leadership. I used to make armies out of poker chips, build model airplanes, in fact build a whole model airport in my bedroom.
Every afternoon, I watched Winslow of the Navy and Buster Crabbe. It was a very male urge and, while it was all in my imagination, the desire to protect did drive the show in those days.
That desire was fulfilled during my tenure as a refugee adjudicator. I saw mine as a protective role. That was a fitting end to my work life … uhhh, that is, until someone suggested I pass a sicktime by opening a blog….
The sense of the appropriateness of expanding my view, my sense of reach, etc., just grows day by day. I suspect that the qualities I’ll need to carry out the implied mission will also grow day by day.
I don’t think I’d be able to do the job otherwise.
Footnotes
(1) Which resulted in Creating a Global Conversation at https://goldenageofgaia.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Creating-a-Global-Conversation-R2.pdf
(2) Archangel Michael in a personal reading with Steve Beckow through Linda Dillon, Nov. 30, 2011. Within the first year that Michael and I began talking together.