…very humbled, living my every day with such little gratitude, for the core necessities of life, until now, when they are gone. With no control over its return, the loss of our electricity has created a helpless anxiety about everything that I know as normal in my every day…water…heat…light. My life feels on-hold.
Shame on me… as my gratitude rushes in, to those who are helping to return my every day life to Me.
Sleeping Bear National Lakeshore
…Suns’ setting was ending its display as Me reached out to Freedom and wrapped her arms around his big belly for a warm hug. The pandemic…now moving into its 6th month…was not leaving any time soon. The earth’s silence endured. Me continued to embrace the noiselessness for it allowed her to step back into yesterday. She returned to her visionary moments frolicking with Melody and Freedom as they had so many years ago…while guiding her journey to fill her Naked Slate and becoming one with Soul. Freedom had returned in her visions… making it perfectly clear to her that death was only a state of mind. She had missed him so. He missed her too. The pandemic did not allow them to return home. Home was their favorite place on earth: the Bayfield water’s edge on the great lakes basin where the diamonds danced each night as the Sun’s magic created a window of heaven on earth below.
So they deepened their imaginary search and created a new space…in this new world…in this new time. The water’s of the great lakes region still surrounded them…Sun’s magic still glistened on the water’s basin to the west as the diamonds found heaven on earth below. It too became perfectly clear. Home was not a place…but a state of mind with Soul.
..chickadee dee dee chickadee dee…chickadee dee dee….chickadee dee..
08 04 2020