Now, the plateau. We have landed here before on our ascent, but for short periods of time, to catch our breath. This plateau is much wider with no view of heights ahead. This space requires more mastery as there are few sparkles about. Connection to Source is muted, no sounds get through. What lit us up previously, is no longer a source of pleasure. Everything feels so old and done. There is a boredom that arises.
This space has been with us for a time, and seems to get more pronounced. We had our awakenings, all at times we set before we entered this realm. For some of us, it has been decades. For others, it is a matter of years or months. We know the highs and lows of that time. Magic abounded in experiences that led us further up the path. We were climbing. We grew steadier in our ascent, our heart muscles expanding with each movement. We grew stronger in our spirit.
Our heart flames are dimmed, a pilot light remains which barely illumines the space around us. There is no light to see the future by. We wake exhausted from nightwork and dreams that are a shadowy presence that will not come into focus. Often we are in bed, not asleep and barely awake. Too tired to make a call for peace on earth or any other uplifting prayer…..a plane of emptiness.
Yet…..our beings are a prayer. With each heartbeat, we are sending waves of lovelight flowing into this world and beyond. Life becomes more dream like. We trust the flow, no more efforting, no pushing against. Everything that arises, we meet with our heartlight. Days melt into one another, time a construct that serves us less and less. All that comes, is for us, flows through us. Our divinity is holding the reins and guiding us in this phase of rapid evolution.
My swims now allow the floating. I rest in the waters, watch the clouds drift overhead, listen to the loons calling to one another across the lake. I am so held by the water, I feel connected to all the waters of this earth. My body, weightless, a soft movement of arms or legs to allow this floating to remain. Is this it? Do we dissolve atom by atom? Are we gathered up in the mists. Does our physicality drop away like a snake sheds its skin or more aptly, a butterfly its cocoon? Are we about to fly fully free?
What a blessing to be here now, to live this transformation. Taking all the trauma, the separation story, the weight of grief and pain of these many lifetimes and consuming them only to discover that we are alchemists, spinning it all into gold. The gold of freedom and love and joy. What a wonder!