Sometimes we find ourselves, looking inward for answers and receiving answers far more fetched than we intended them to be. Yet, we muster up the power and energy from within to keep on trucking.
The friendster union would be happy to hear me say - Keep on trucking, but occasionally I want to halt and slam on the brakes, look over my shoulder and see if any thing is behind me...
I then realize it's not what's behind me or in the past that I'm actually looking for, it's the answers to my questions.
Questions I just haven't had answered.
I suppose I'm really the only one who can answer these questions.
Or am I?
In a meditation I find myself in a field with a beautiful being who seems to be a male;
long blonde hair, glistening white skin and pointed ears.
We embrace, and I feel love flood my entire being and body,
my eyes shift to a forest not far from where we stand in this field;
there fly fairies, and dance small beautiful people singing songs.
Animals peruse the land and forest and the skies glisten with a starry night.
Any questions asked are all mentally and answered telepathically.
Where am I supposed to be?
Why am I here?
Is this a vision?
My new love being friend speaks his name,
in which I cannot remember at this time;
but I know his face.
I see a silver shaped flying craft, and he has to leave right as I get comfortable with where I'm at,
who I'm with and the place we had met in.
And in this moment, I realize...I will see him again.
I wish and want to see his face once more and I hope for more answers.
Answers in which only I can dissect and figure out what they really mean.
Energy updates, and astrological predictions remain in my box of electronic emails,
open eyes, hands and a heart remain in my life.
I suppose what I'm saying is, I feel something spectacular coming,
a change of changes,
and am I ready?
Ready as I'll ever be.
- J-
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