Even in the visions, I see you. I look at a picture and there you are. It doesn't matter what the picture is or what is painted, you still show yourself to me.
I walk along a lonely path in between the snow covered trees towards a destiny unknown. This familiar path I walk again foreign once again. As the snow continues to lightly fall, I continue to tred forward. Step by step. Though my feet tire, my souls pushes me forward. What is this place I long for yet have never seen, yet seen time and time again? I am always here, yet it's unknown where the path will lead this time.
I cross the frozen river and continue onward when I see you up ahead. You are there, yet I am the only one who can see you. You have died, yet you continue to live that last moment. Next to you she appears shining in all her glory. She has come to take you away, yet you do not leave. Not yet. Instead, you wait. I ask, are you waiting for me? He say's come. I am stuck. I am trapped. I desire to go yet I do not know why. I do not understand what pulls me to the light. I do not understand what makes me stay here in this moment. The woman enchants me and beckons me to follow, but I can't move. I have no answers, just a million questions. I don't understand. Can you help me?
I know no more then you, I respond. It's not something that can be told, it is something that can only be felt. It is mysterious, just as the road ahead of me is. I do not know where it will take me, all I know is that I must follow. I do not know the dangers that lie ahead, nor do I know the treasure. All I know is that this path calls to me and I must follow. It has called to me since I was small. It has been my guide all of these years. It has taken me to so many places. It has pulled me through the veil of many worlds that I would have not otherwise would have known was there. I have experienced life and death all at once. I can't tell you how it feels for there are no words to describe it. I can only show you for it must be seen through the eyes of innocence. It's a voice you hear in the wind. A pulling you feel in the depths of your soul. It's mysterious, it's magical and beyond the unknown, all is known. It's not answers in our mind, you just know that the call is for you. In this place where everything is still, is where you hear the call.
I hold out of my hand. I will show you my world. You already have he says to me. It is in the energy you give. I remember feeling this when I was young. It has guided me. When I stopped believing, it reminded me. But I didn't listen. I stopped believing. I became afraid of it. But what is it? What is it that calls us? It's not important, is it?
The call is important, but why it calls is not.
When we understand why, we often loose the mystery of it and we stop hearing it. We stop believing in it because we start to rationalize it and many times that knowledge leads to only more confusion. I have sought knowledge and have gained knowledge, but I have lost my ability to believe. When I lost my belief, the knowledge no longer meant anything to me because it lost the mystery. When I followed the call, I followed with my soul. I knew nothing other then it was what I was supposed to do and it gave it purpose. It was pure and naive, it was innocent, based on pure trust. It didn't matter not knowing the answers, I knew all I needed to know and I knew that anything else I needed to know, I would learn along the way. That is why I am on this path now. It is a journey I know I must take. A journey without reason or thought. A journey without knowledge but not without purpose. I walk the path of the soul where intuition is my guide. Fate is my map, destiny my compass, a journey of knowing that anything and everything is possible. You have no idea where that woman will take you, but in the deepest part of your soul, you know you must follow. It's not because I tell you that you must go, it's because you already know, you hear the call, you feel the pull and it is stronger then any desire for knowledge you ever had because you already know it's for you. Just as you know that light. Do you trust the call? Can you trust her?
I can see the veil. I can see beyond her, where she is taking me and it's so beautiful. It's for me? Do I deserve it?
It's not about what anyone deserves, but it calls you still, and it is there for you. The question isn't whether or not you deserve it, the question is whether or not you are follow the call.
The longer I look at it, the harder it pulls. I no longer desire it or afraid of it, I yearn for it. Shimmering and so bright. I did nothing to earn it, yet it calls to me still. It draws me in and there is no resisting it. I don't want to resist it. I want it to consume me. I want to walk through it and to be a part of it. I need to go. Everything is falling away, I see nothing other then the light. I must go now. Thank you.
I see the rope fall away from his throat and he walks into the light. The veil closes and he is gone. The woman smiles at me. You have done well, my child ,she says. She is not an angel as I thought, she is a Goddess. Humanity is your gift. You hold the key and open the door through the veils. You understand them because you understand yourself. He has been here a long time. Trapped in a time and place that no longer exsists, though you found him. Are you beginning to understand now how important you are? Each human was blessed with a special gift, including you. It calls to you, do not deny the call, it is your destiny.
I walk along a lonely path in between the snow covered trees towards a destiny unknown. This familiar path I walk again foreign once again. As the snow continues to lightly fall, I continue to tred forward. Step by step. Though my feet tire, my souls pushes me forward. What is this place I long for yet have never seen, yet seen time and time again? I am always here, yet it's unknown where the path will lead this time.
I cross the frozen river and continue onward when I see you up ahead. You are there, yet I am the only one who can see you. You have died, yet you continue to live that last moment. Next to you she appears shining in all her glory. She has come to take you away, yet you do not leave. Not yet. Instead, you wait. I ask, are you waiting for me? He say's come. I am stuck. I am trapped. I desire to go yet I do not know why. I do not understand what pulls me to the light. I do not understand what makes me stay here in this moment. The woman enchants me and beckons me to follow, but I can't move. I have no answers, just a million questions. I don't understand. Can you help me?
I know no more then you, I respond. It's not something that can be told, it is something that can only be felt. It is mysterious, just as the road ahead of me is. I do not know where it will take me, all I know is that I must follow. I do not know the dangers that lie ahead, nor do I know the treasure. All I know is that this path calls to me and I must follow. It has called to me since I was small. It has been my guide all of these years. It has taken me to so many places. It has pulled me through the veil of many worlds that I would have not otherwise would have known was there. I have experienced life and death all at once. I can't tell you how it feels for there are no words to describe it. I can only show you for it must be seen through the eyes of innocence. It's a voice you hear in the wind. A pulling you feel in the depths of your soul. It's mysterious, it's magical and beyond the unknown, all is known. It's not answers in our mind, you just know that the call is for you. In this place where everything is still, is where you hear the call.
I hold out of my hand. I will show you my world. You already have he says to me. It is in the energy you give. I remember feeling this when I was young. It has guided me. When I stopped believing, it reminded me. But I didn't listen. I stopped believing. I became afraid of it. But what is it? What is it that calls us? It's not important, is it?
The call is important, but why it calls is not.
When we understand why, we often loose the mystery of it and we stop hearing it. We stop believing in it because we start to rationalize it and many times that knowledge leads to only more confusion. I have sought knowledge and have gained knowledge, but I have lost my ability to believe. When I lost my belief, the knowledge no longer meant anything to me because it lost the mystery. When I followed the call, I followed with my soul. I knew nothing other then it was what I was supposed to do and it gave it purpose. It was pure and naive, it was innocent, based on pure trust. It didn't matter not knowing the answers, I knew all I needed to know and I knew that anything else I needed to know, I would learn along the way. That is why I am on this path now. It is a journey I know I must take. A journey without reason or thought. A journey without knowledge but not without purpose. I walk the path of the soul where intuition is my guide. Fate is my map, destiny my compass, a journey of knowing that anything and everything is possible. You have no idea where that woman will take you, but in the deepest part of your soul, you know you must follow. It's not because I tell you that you must go, it's because you already know, you hear the call, you feel the pull and it is stronger then any desire for knowledge you ever had because you already know it's for you. Just as you know that light. Do you trust the call? Can you trust her?
I can see the veil. I can see beyond her, where she is taking me and it's so beautiful. It's for me? Do I deserve it?
It's not about what anyone deserves, but it calls you still, and it is there for you. The question isn't whether or not you deserve it, the question is whether or not you are follow the call.
The longer I look at it, the harder it pulls. I no longer desire it or afraid of it, I yearn for it. Shimmering and so bright. I did nothing to earn it, yet it calls to me still. It draws me in and there is no resisting it. I don't want to resist it. I want it to consume me. I want to walk through it and to be a part of it. I need to go. Everything is falling away, I see nothing other then the light. I must go now. Thank you.
I see the rope fall away from his throat and he walks into the light. The veil closes and he is gone. The woman smiles at me. You have done well, my child ,she says. She is not an angel as I thought, she is a Goddess. Humanity is your gift. You hold the key and open the door through the veils. You understand them because you understand yourself. He has been here a long time. Trapped in a time and place that no longer exsists, though you found him. Are you beginning to understand now how important you are? Each human was blessed with a special gift, including you. It calls to you, do not deny the call, it is your destiny.
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