Beauty In The Storm

In the middle of chaos there is always peace, light, love, or a savior. Something or someone so small and so quiet that those screaming, yelling, and fighting do not see this blessing or as I like to call it, the everyday miracle.

This past week I have received one of those miracles, a blessing in the form of my grandchild. She has stopped me in my tracks and made me rethink so many things. I am accustomed to, and am very comfortable in a storm, because most of my life was conditioned to believe the crazy energy of the storm of minds that can not sit in peace without noise was normal, but it’s so far from the source of the light and so far from us ever getting closer to a truth.

During this time the opportunity to go North and into the Northwest Territories arrived and my first thought was not to go because I was still trying to be a light in the storm that has become so loud that no one is listening, and I so desperately have always just wanted the yelling to stop and for all to just get along.

I was returned to the story of my life and the frustration of messages of love falling upon the ears of those who did not want to listen. Childhood issues arise as I see grown ups forgetting that the child can see.

Everyone just wants to be right, to be important, and to angrily keep pushing and shoving, but no one is listening because we have lost the dignity, respect, and compassion, as a human race to agree to disagree and to remember that everyday we are here to do better than the day before.

We are bending, molding, and forgetting what the ancestors have created in the light and destroying it all will leave us in the dark further than before. The everyday hero’s that did great and the lights of today that do not want to bend because we can see from being in the North what others are yet to see.

Through the eyes of a newborn and in the complete daylight I could see a truth that we just don’t want to see. It was a place I could see clearly at night that the space that has not been cluttered with ego was still filled with the silence of peace. Change and healing was occurring and you could see it in the new trees and the life with no anger taking over, and everyday was like a rebirth of it all.

The outside world became disconnected without the ability to plug into the opinions, arguments, and judgement. I felt joy, happiness, love, and a return to my own heart and the healing I have done, that I trusted would be a voice of reason when there was hurt.

A hamster wheel of life with a need to be. In the chaos that surrounds me in my space today as I returned to discover another long awaited change.

I find myself with no desire to make anyone see, but to all the destruction to let it all fall because when the exhaustion kicks in and the violence leaves behind the rubble of hurt and pain, there will be a light that will rise in the midst of it all.

For those with a heart to care about it, all have spent a life being prepared to be of service in the storm, taking the focus away from their own misery and self need to be and into the light of what will we all need. To look in the eyes of all with love, kindness, and compassion, for maybe there will be a day that you can see me and I can see you, from the innocent view of a new child filled with love, faith, and hope.

The truth of a miracle is that as all have been trying to so call, “make it happen”, God has already begun to work, bringing the future hope who is quietly listening to the lullaby and soft whispers of what those in the storm are not willing to hear, listening to the grandparent, angels, and ancestors who have already been.

As I went to the light of the North I discovered a peace that those trying to preach love without an agenda may no longer exist, and through the eyes of my future predecessor I seen the truth that a beautiful future does exist and it’s not one that came from destroying another, but a faith that all can truly co-exist if we can all return to respect.

Someday, but I know not today, will many have the patience to read my channeled messages without wanting an instant gratification of, “give me the answer right now.”

The day we awake and stop thinking that the healing is outside of you, the day you read from beginning to end and then back again to gain the medicine of wisdom within you, will you then come to know the truth that most do not want to believe.

That the peace you seek was always within and the miracle of the day was the opportunity to breathe, and what you do with that breath whether with rage or with love will be the change you will see. I pray some day all will want to listen to the voice inside of yourself that has always said, “choose me.”

When you choose to live in the light, it’s because you are finally able to see what others are yet to see. That there is always beauty, and while the world was fighting against it all, God was dropping in the future troops and as long as the past is your enemy you can not see the precious child of God that was always right there with you.

I have much love for all, and for this I will always say, thank you!”