I woke up this morning hearing the
words...“The future has not been written
yet, but the Matrix on which it is written is forever changed.
Therefore, the future can no longer
be like the past.
In fact, with the new Matrix, the
future can only be the NOW!”
I think one of the ways to live in
the NOW is similar to moving from our old house of time.
In order to fully release this
“house of time,” we may need to take a long look at how we came into this
NOW.
I will share MY look into the past
by posting a series of poem that were put into the matrix of one of my first
book, “The Seven Steps to Soul.”
I have written poetry since I was a
child, but compiled all my poem into this book during the three years that my
Mother was dying, and I was spending a great deal of time in her, my past,
house.
In honor of our advancement into the
NOW of great Multidimensional SELF, I rename this work,
“The Seven Steps to Home.”
As usual, we must begin with our
childhood, as that is were we started our journey.
The Seven Steps HOME
THE FIRST STEP
Childhood ~ A Life Begins and Soon
Forgets
The seven sections of this book represent
seven processes that align us with our Soul.
When our Soul enters our body at
birth we forget most of our greater Self, but our inner child holds that secret
for us until we are ready to remember.
But why do we forget?
Most of us are taught to forget by
the people in our world that no longer remember.
And, often, we forget because of
painful events that are too great for a child to bear.
In the process of that forgetting we
lose the happy memories as well.
We also forget because our emotional
reactions to the world around us blur our memory and interrupt our connection
to the portion of ourselves that remembers.
Therefore, we must learn to hear,
express, and release our emotions without judgment or criticism.
This process often takes years because
most of us have learned in our childhood that it is not safe to be completely
open and honest ~ with others or ourselves.
We must learn to NOT judge our
emotional reactions or we will not feel safe enough to bring them to the
surface.
REMEMBERING
CHILDHOOD
A Life
Begins and Soon Forgets
She
saw the first step before her.
It
seemed very familiar, like something from her childhood.
Yes,
that was it; this was the first step on the staircase that lead to her
Grandmother’s house.
Something
had happened by these stairs because for years and years she had a recurring
dream. In this dream, she was lost.
She
had wandered around trying to find her way until at last, she could go no
further.
Then,
she would see the stairs leading to Grandma’s front porch. But did she climb
them?
No! Instead, she lay down on the sloping lawn
next to the stairway and went to sleep—went to sleep in her dream.
She
never understood why she never climbed the stairs to receive the comfort she
needed from her Grandmother.
Perhaps,
she wasn’t ready yet.
Perhaps she will be ready soon... What a beautiful dream... :) wonderful words... Good food for soul...... Thank you Eagle....
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