And so I am here . . . and I know why

This is a true story. In fact, there is truth (albeit my truth) in everything I post on this blog.

I have always struggled to define my purpose here. I know my passion is writing, but to what end? Each time I think I have it, time passes and things shift and I no longer feel certain that I know the purpose of this incarnation. Why do I write? What am I here to do?

This evening, I journeyed to the Temple of Knowledge, to see/k answers from a higher guide. I sat cross-legged in a white robe across from Father/Mother God, ate grapes, drank water, and asked. They said, in not quite so many words, “Remove the cover from your eyes.” And I realized that I was blindfolded, and reached up, with some fear, and untied the knots, and saw. And what I saw was children, thousands upon thousands, reaching up, and out, and calling to me. “We need you! We need you!”

But something did not feel right, and I realized there was a blindfold under the blindfold I had just removed. I took this one away, and I saw adults, reaching out, praising me, wanting to learn what I knew. But again, there was another cloth to take away. And this time I saw my family, living and gone, first family, love family, my dog. They, too, were speaking to me.

And I took off the next layer of cloth, and I saw myself, waving, and asking me–for what?

And then I removed the final block, and I sat and looked at Mother/Father God, as we all sat cross-legged on the floor, and I knew.

It’s so simple, my purpose.

I am here to grow.

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One Response to And so I am here . . . and I know why

  1. Pat Cegan says:

    exactly…to learn how to be love

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