Hi there Dear Souls! Today I want to talk a bit about purity of purpose. I wonder what comes into your mind when you think of those words together. For some it may reflect lifestyle choices to live with a physically pure body. Refraining from ingesting toxins on many levels and for some it may take on a more spiritual aspect. The irony is that both are correct and that neither is above the other.
They are all paths towards the same point and they are both required on some level as we seek to progress and grow closer to our Divine selves and the memory of the perfection that we each of us are. No matter where we may be upon the path the beauty of the perfection of who we are at this present moment is a tangible and vital truth and realization.
This is not to say that we cannot make our paths and life experiences more rich or rewarding. Not nearly. This is to simply acknowledge the potent truth that we are doing the best we can each and every one of us each and every day. There is such a power in that realization that it can carry us to a place of deep peace and yes also at times forgiveness.
I have long held that the purity of my purpose has been to protect my children with a deep sense of partnering with a path to help others. I have at every junction and turn done this to the best of my ability at all times and have been blessed to experience the treasures of love that selfless path brings. I have freely made sacrifices in my life and living when others have chosen their own somewhat self involved paths and the rewards of my choices are felt by me every moment of every day. This has in all honesty not been easy for me at all times and more then once I have cried until my body had no more salty water left to leak. Still I would choose no other way.
This is a great example of how when we choose to live and act in the service of others we are rewarded in more ways then this earthly world could ever dream of delivering to us. I have done this without support no child support but a rather large bill owed to me by individuals who have chosen to embrace a path of selfish as opposed to selfless living and I see the cost of those days reflected in the eyes of my children.
I have watched them shift from the innocence of seeking that love and affection and care from those whom they are deserving of it from, to witnessing the shift as acceptance of the truth that those individuals were not capable of delivering to their sweet and deserving innocent souls that which they came to see as “normal” from their experience being raised alone by me. That normal being actions taken in love from love for the purity of love. This acceptance was made smoother and less burdensome due to the fact that while so many chose to abandon and walk away they always knew that they were a treasure and that they were deserving because unlike in my own experience they had myself to show them this often at the cost of my own comfort or safety at times regretfully. I am so blessed and grateful this has been my choice. I am so blessed and grateful this has been my path.
This is love to me and it has not come without a price to myself. I have taken the weight of that sorrow on my own shoulders. Every moment that was left in the dust like dust brushed off of a shoulder. Every moment that I picked up and cherished for the eternal wealth it held that others were not yet in a place to recognize. These moments I will have for all eternity. These moments and the energetic signature of their memory are etched upon my own soul and I am so truly blessed to be able to have such a beautiful story written upon it.
I know that while others chose worldly distraction instead of true everlasting treasure they too have this etched upon their own souls and that those lines wear deeper as time passes and I also know that unfortunately some of these lines grow to be deep chasms that love is lost within.
These chasms must surely be so seemingly impossible to reemerge from when witnessed from the limits of our singular minds. To allow oneself to feel the pangs that the divine surely delivers to their hearts at times often I am certain the most random of moments. A glimpse of a mother and child on the street and the witness of purity held within love however it may appear. I pray that these hearts find their way back to the allowance of love within their lives and hearts. I can empathize with their pain as it must surely exist at times if not today or not tomorrow then inevitably one day.
We all face the power of the truth one day and as one who has passed over this veil of life and living on more then one occasion, at times in my youth in the foolishness of the illusion of control over this divine plan and at others at the hands of actions made by another upon myself. I know of what I speak. I know what that feeling is. The buzzing, the truth, the peace or the fear that we cannot escape because we are its author in accordance with the Divine and the truth that we are the only carrier and judge of this.
This train is bound for glory.. Marley Medley rarities version by Sublime echoes through this house as I type this and the truth is that all the trains of all the souls are bound for glory, some are simply on a shorter trip. Some ride on rails with coal smoke billowing from the engine and others are carried upon swifter rails using chosen technology to make the very same trip more smooth. We all get there.
Dear souls our journeys are the same venturing towards the same destination in all eventuality. It is inescapable and I have no control over that nor does anyone who walks this earth have such audacity to claim authority over. I choose love. How about you? Are you also on this train with me? I love you all unconditionally regardless of your answer. That is all your business and none of mine after all.
The Every Moment Mystic 