Good beautiful Monday morning! I hope everyone had an amazing weekend and was able to enjoy some beauty or peace or adventure or fun. Or or or so much more. I am inspired today to talk about the journey of our return to peace. When we find ourselves stepping off the path of peace for some reason or influence there are moments when we can lack the ability to fully comprehend we have even stepped off this path at all.
I find in my personal witnessing of this life and the living of it that when this happens one can find oneself no matter of an individuals personal choice more involved in the games of those surrounding one. By games I am referring to anything that is less then authentic. Any layer of manipulation or deception placed over top of the truth. A process that can make me laugh now that I am aware of what is actually happening.
I see in my minds eye a small child busted with their hand in the cookie jar and an instant of guilt with the next moment a choice.. Fess up or deceive? Tell the truth or manipulate the truth so as to attempt to distract from the cookie in their hand. It always cracks me up in laughing out loud ways when others choose to deceive. As though the illusion of deception will serve as a relevant and accurate cover for what is oftentimes a simple and pure truth that truly does deserve to be acknowledged.
I was faced with this myself yesterday. While I hold empathy for others I must admit that empathy ends at the attempt of illusion or the shifting of blame in manners that attempt to place unjustified burden of blame upon my own shoulders. It simply isn’t my style to carry that type of deal. I will give you the shirt off my back if you ask me for it with an honest heart but if you approach me with any version of a lie I will only turn my eye to you for the purpose of momentary amusement.
I’ve been there myself and that is why it is so amusing to me. I see myself a small child reflected in others, a small child who met with many walls against a path of deception. All of them sent by the divine as my environment was very supportive of illusion at the time. I’ve held onto that Heavenly guide to my intention and purpose for my entire life. In the dark and the light. In the love and the hatred I have witnessed. In the moments of pure peace and divinity and also in the moments of the darkness shrouding my soul and clouding my vision to near blindness.
I believe all of life is our teacher. Every person we encounter and every action that we choose to take or to not take. All circumstance placed before us in the effort to allow us to birth better in our souls and lives and thusly our hearts. The source of all divinity and pure purpose.
On that note if you have found yourself momentarily off the pathway to peace or feel a pull off the pathway then please let this serve as a reminder that the entire world and everyone in it needs as many souls walking a path to peace then it ever has before. That we are all being called to shine this peace and this love upon the earth and for all the souls that are crying to remember its existence. For ourselves and our hearts and for all those whom we encounter almost equally in importance. Shine as brightly as you can and never forget to dream. Walk in peace and love this day, gracing this earth with your own special dance or simple step but do it with purpose and intention, holding love in your heart with the humility to allow for the divine to touch your life in miraculous ways.
I did dance for a few steps on my early morning walk on the spit. I could care less what anyone thinks of my joyful dance as the sun rose this morning, it seems to be even more joyful that way. The sun rising with my sultry spin was just what my spirit ordered for a chilly Monday morning and be damned anyone that has a problem with that. If my innocent joy offends someone then I have no problem allowing them that issue all on their own.
I love you all.
The Every Moment Mystic 