With rain on the sills 

a slight chill in the air 

we sit, my arm over your shoulder

your hand in mine 

a squeeze now and then,

has me aware 

When your head’s on my shoulder

there are moments of silence

broken only by sips of hot tea,

and sharing something we’ve just read

do I remember  

that we are two 

With soup on the stove top, 

and bread in the oven,

to share later on,

I twist my head 

to plant kisses on yours

we lose our selves

When hearts’ are open

and blessed by silence 

two become one

and there’s nothing better 

than tenderness shared 

on an Autumn Sunday afternoon   

On the banks of the James

I sat observing old thoughts and beliefs

of no more consequence 

dropping like spent leaves of Autumn

preparing to become new soil

from which shall surely blossom 

the Mother’s next generation of treasures

Then the space between my ears went  

EMPTY 

after a moment the void did fill 

with cleansing sounds of the river’s rushing rapids 

making for a brilliant clarity of mind and heart 

where I received a message with 

remembrances of my life’s next phase

“No longer shall I walk alone.” It said

My heart filled with joy

and my mind was set ablaze

so I arose from my perch

to unabashedly dance further down the trail

toward a love far greater than any other 

that ever came to me before I became 

EMPTY

Prepared am I to receive her

whomever she may be 

so I surrender and asking of my guides

lead us to each other

where we shall know at once

our well deserved reunion

designed by our Souls  

I’m often invigorated by my inner visions and sensations of bliss-filled realities. Many of my visions are quite vivid. I feel blessed and filled with wonderment, child-like. Yes, I am a dreamer, and I am happy to be one! Dreaming comes naturally to me. I’ve dreamed wonderful things into being. But, if I can dream of such wonderment, why is it not present when I’ve awakened from my dreaming? Was my beautiful dream a mirage? Am I a freak of nature? In moments of self-doubt, I question the value of being a dreamer.

After some consideration, I asked myself: What is the dreamer’s role in human society? As soon as I asked that question, the following came to me: The dreamer is a place-holder for the promise of a new world yet to be fulfilled. The dreamer also carries a burden. The dreamer’s burden is the practice of patience while simultaneously observing human advancement along the curve of the acceleration of human Self-Awareness as a creator.

When the dreamer senses the perfect moment along this curve, the dreamer then places the memory of the dream’s fulfillment, like a pebble into a bucket of water, into the minds of those available to facilitate it’s building. As the dream becomes actual to more people, a critical mass of dream builders accumulates in the population. In this way the dreamer learns humility. The dreamer takes no credit for the dream. The dreamer is simply a vehicle through which dreams pass from the BlueSpace, where everything already exists, into physical form.

If the dream already exists in this BlueSpace and a dreamer offers its vehicle for the dream to pass then, What determines the readiness of humankind to receive the dream?

I’ve learned that this curve measures the collective vibrational rate of the human collective, the degree to which people have become Self-Aware of their Union with All That Is. As Self-Awareness advances to match the vibrational rate of the dream of peace, so shall peace pass from the BlueSpace through the dreamers and into the hearts and minds of the people of the world who will marvel. Oh! Now I remember what it looks like and feels like.

Who out there is preparing to match and receive the peace of a million years of dreaming?

Recently, I found myself standing at yet another threshold. A passion to be stronger, more masterfull with my life, more loving, open to new experiences has brought me here. Having stood here many times before, I recognize that the prerequisite to my crossing over, always the same, is the purging of old thoughts and feelings from my psyche and my heart. The next phase of my Soul’s Journey begs unfolding. I’ve learned to trust that my Soul is working through me toward fulfillment of its desired destiny. To cross these thresholds requires me to be empty each time to become a new vessle to be filled. I must be unencumbered by my past, outmoded beliefs and stagnant energies, prepared to receive the beauty and bounty held in my Soul’s Design for the next phase of this incarnation. As I pass through this opening, I’m prepared to execute my Soul’s Design, to play my part in service to the fulfillment of the peace promised by a million years of dreaming.

My Dearest Feminine,

Do you remember when the Masculine expressed its Loving Essence along with yours without measure?

I promise you, the Masculine is trying to remember its Loving Essence.

Otherwise this pain I would not feel.

But It’s been eons since the Masculine knew its own true nature.

The Masculine has pretended to be separate from you for so long.

Remembering is more challenging than the Masculine anticipated since at first we planned.

But without this pretense of our separateness, the celebration of our reunion could not be.

And duality would be sustained.

This pretense is now concluding, the illusion having lived out to its fullest.

Signs of our reunion do appear in collapsing structures built on this false pretense.

Look no further for the proof.

Yet your continued patience with the Masculine’s remembering is requested.

Those with open hearts shall read the signs.

The Masculine once again shall be your co-creative partner, equals, yet distinct in roles.

When the Loving Essence is recalled, the Masculine once again shall love and honor you without condition or measure.

And equals in creation we shall be, once again.

In loving memory of Jayn Stewart,  embodiment of the Divine Feminine and initiator of my remembering who trusted me to complete my remembering to touch the hearts of other men the world around. Even in your passing from the physical, you inspire my creativity. Love and Blessings, Me Too

A deep longing within my Soul calls for new adventures.

External escapes to far away places are not yet right for me.

After inner turbulence, I need to explore the peace of all that is in my Soul’s Design.    

Dear heart of mine, take me to where I can dance to the beat of love’s song again.

Dear breath of mine, take me to where I can feast on melodies of love’s song again.

Dear mind of mine, take me to doors that open to the mysterious worlds within me.

Once I’ve summoned courage to look within my Soul, there is excitement waiting there.

On this plane, I always discover that my inner world is so rich.

These travels inward bring new ideas, insights, and deeper meaning to my life.

Dear ONE, may I be so blessed to share the beauty of these adventures with others.

Join me if you dare!

 

Accepting what I see and hear at face value can be challenging for me. However, I can generally accept what is rather than rebel against it. That was the old me. I do tend to want to dig deeper into the symbolism and bigger picture that underlies human experiences. I find the symbolism in stories fascinating. That’s because I was born curious and perhaps a bit skeptical about the physical world being presented as the only reality. I have this inner knowing that other dimensions exist. Consequently, I’ve learned to indulge, sometimes overly, my tendency to question everything about the world of form. However, I do appreciate my experiences in the physical. And, I make it my practice to ask questions more than making proclamations about so called absolute truths in a world where the opposite is also true. The subjective nature of human existence on Earth means that it’s always in flux, new in some way. Frankly, I like it that way.

I find the experience of changeability to be enlivening because I know that my physicality is derived from an adventurous Soul who engages the new. So, questions have become more valuable to me than answers. This has me be more alert and curious. Questions helps me be more self-aware so I’m always discovering new things about myself. And knowing myself helps me to know others, which has me be more compassionate. Whatever the nature of my inquiries, I enjoy being surprised by explanations that lead to deeper questions and their inherent symbolism. Each question leads me to a new chapter in my life’s story. I’m acutely aware that a new chapter is just beginning to be written.

At transitions between old and new chapters, challenges seem to find me. And challenges always lead me to more questions. I’ve learned that the answers I seek lie inherently within my questions. In that systemic way of thinking, answers are pretty simple to come by. That’s why questions are as important to me as answers. I no longer spend time preparing myself for meet the challenges by turning to new chapters. Now, I enjoy ‘winging it’. I’ve befriended spontaneity. It deepens my love of self-exploration. I find that exciting which has me look, think, feel, and act younger than my years.

I’ve become more flexible and better able to find expansive and inclusive perspectives about life’s events. I welcome experiences that change my mind and open my heart. That way I can rise to meet the changeable external circumstances I encounter. Because I am eager to know more about myself,  I enjoy my life more when I am asking questions. In fact, I’m treasuring life because I see the world in an entirely new light each day. My constant queries serve to remind me how little I do know. And it’s my relationship with my Soul, the part of me that exists in a non-physical dimension that helps me the most. This relationship provides me with access to what I call The BlueSpace. It’s the place where all the answers and solutions already exist. Knowing this, I’m free to ask any question.

For the last month my inner senses have called to me announcing the opening of a whole new chapter in my life. At times I have felt drained by the losses I’ve incurred during the long previous chapter. Waves of self-doubt have passed through me. Who Am I now since the exit of those I have loved and who have loved me?  I have felt empty and weak during such questioning.

Then, without warning another wave hits me broadside. It’s a wave of self-assuredness. Surfing this wave, I am willing to take risks to step out of my comfort zone. I feel ready for a new adventure. Bring it on, Universe! I’ve survived and even succeeded at everything you’ve thrown at me so far. On the other side of this risk, I  grow stronger yet. Do not mistake my self-confidence for arrogance. I’m well aware that I am in a co-creative partnership with my Soul. It is during challenging times that I feel most attuned to the rhythms of the Universe.

I find myself feeling grateful for my ability to surf both these waves whether they lead to victory or not. I cannot fail when I am able to acknowledge that I did my best to surf with the current of the impending future that calls to me. No matter the outcome, surfing these waves is demanding physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual. It’s a balancing act! However, it’s my awareness and application of the Laws of the Universe that permits me to ride these waves skillfully, no matter the challenge or result.

At times my risk-taking doesn’t pay off as I had anticipated. After these times, I retreat into self-reflection where great wisdom can be found.  Whatever the adversity, I know that I am being offered an opportunity to expand beyond my perceived limitations. This is the hero’s journey where overcoming challenges and rising to the occasion is the purpose of every test. Stepping beyond the known and comfortable into the unknown, I gain more self-confidence to continue moving forward on my journey.

I’ve learned that the human journey is at least in part about learning that self-doubt and self-confidence are two sides of the same wave.  Riding these waves with grace, dignity, and the love of dear friends as witnesses to my journey is how I become Master of my own life. 

Needing a diversion from being home alone and lost in my mind’s maze, I decided to take a walk in the forest that afternoon. Quickly, I came across a cluster of beautiful blooming Red Bud trees. As I stood admiring them, I was taken aback when they spoke to me.

They asked me, “Where have all the people gone?  We love to watch them smile when they see us in bloom.” 

They went on to say, “We bloom to help the people remember how much fun it is to visit The Mother.” 

I replied, “Most humans are locked in their homes, afraid that a disease will spread if they come in contact with one another. They are afraid they will get sick and die of this disease.” 

The trees replied, “Perhaps it will set their minds at rest by remembering that all things under heaven have a purpose. And in their dualistic world, the opposite is also true. For if they become ill, it is also true that they have an equal and opposite capacity for great health and vitality, when they remember their Union with The All”

“Thank you, I do remember that and will share this with my friends.”

“Also remember that All Things under heaven are born of love. The Mother wants to offer the people Her love to help them remember their Oneness with Her, with each other, and with The All. The Mother also wants the people to remember that nothing ever dies, that love is eternal and all people are born of love and remain forever within the Heart of The All.” 

Before leaving, I said to the trees that I would tell the people how much The Mother loves them and would enjoy having them return to Her soon.

THE NEXT DAY

The promise of clear skies, warm temperatures and a slight breeze, encouraged me to return to the forest the next afternoon.  

I wanted The Mother’s guidance for my upcoming vision quest planned for the approaching full moon in Libra. I anticipated major changes within me yet again. It was time for me to remember more about my authentic Self and my life’s purpose and mission. 

The moment I arrived in the forest, those same Red Bud trees greeted me with their bodacious beauty. They said, “Our flowers will soon turn into green leaves. Please tell the people we are sorry that they are missing us in our springtime glory.”

Then a previously unnoticed Dogwood tree announced its presence with white-tipped buds almost ready to burst. “I’m nearly ready for the people to see me though! I hope the people are ready to return to the forest in time to see me in full bloom and take in my rich fragrance! Oh, how I enjoy blushing when they admire me.”

The Sun shone brilliantly in the clear blue sky. I bathed in the warmth of His rays. Swaying in the gentle breeze, Oak and Maple limbs not yet in bloom cast cool grey shadows on my path. The contrast of light and dark intrigued me. It helped me release my mental machinations. 

I always feel wonderful returning to The Mother. I spent years living among Her graces. Her guidance helped me snatch triumph from the adversity I faced along my life’s path. When my heart feels wounded or my mind tortured, I visit Her. Her peace and calm fill my heart with joy. In Her arms, I think clearly and I’m inspired to recreate myself. As I have done for decades, I recited a prayer The Mother taught me long ago. Aligning my heart with Her vibration helps initiate our conversations:

Order is all there is

As Long as I am in Order

Nothing else matters

For I am Order

We are Order

We are One

And the dream of WE 

Is in me.

As I continued walking along the path, I reveled in the happy songs birds sang to each other. I extended my love to all Her creatures for allowing me to share in the joy of Her many voices. 

Shortly after I settled into my favorite sitting spot, I observed floating in front of me, a grey cloud outlined with a thin pale pink and purple glow. I was surprised! I’d never encountered a cloud in the forest. 

Then it spoke to me, “Yesterday, I observed you speaking with The Mother. I am a part of Her but most people wont listen or speak to me. Will you?“

“Yes, of course I will.  Tell me your story.”

“I am a messenger Being, born of the shadow side of the people. I am the offspring of the mental and emotional investments people make in their fears. When people experience me their fears have become realized. When their fears create me, the people wonder why, feeling victimized, as if my purpose is to harm them. Again, I am simply a messenger saying, That which people fear will haunt them until they learn to embrace their fears with love.”

“Yes, I know that embracing practice! The Mother first explained it to me but it’s so contrary to human logic. Please say more.”

“People who do not remember their Union with The All and that they are born of the love of The All, fear me. I represent their fears and illusions of aloneness and their perceived separateness from each other, from The Mother and from The All.”  

After a pause, this voice of the cloud continued. “I am not your enemy to be fought and defeated. I am the ultimate irony of the people, their own creation. Although I am created from fears and perceptions of their separateness, my true purpose is to remind the people of their Union with The All. In Union, all are safely immune to me. However, many people have neither eyes to see nor ears to hear my true message. I am here to help people remember that the children of The All living on The Mother are also creators made in the image and likeness of The All. As creators, they are free to create wonders from love or create reminders like me from their fears.” 

“The people label me a disease, a virus. My true purpose is to remind the people of their Oneness with The All. Remembering their Oneness, the people are able create a new world where all their systems are aligned with the truth of their Union with The All.” 

“Please explain more, I’m intrigued.”

“When the people remember their Union, their love for all within The All, fear will be no more and I will have no more reason to be. They will have received my messages. Then I am free return to The All. When the people remember their Oneness with The All, all The Mother’s wounds are healed. All Her Gardens will be restored and flourish. All perceptions of separation will have served their purpose, to help the people remember that they are One with The All.”               

And then the cloud disappeared.

Surprised by this new voice and its message, as I retired. One question remained:

How may I be of service to this memory of our Union?

THE FOREST CALLED ME BACK AGAIN

On the third day, my curiosity got the best of me. I returned to the forest to see if the cloud would speak with me again. Immediately after I arrived at my usual sitting spot, the cloud appeared to me again.

I asked: “What is mine to do to help the people remember Union?”

This time the cloud sounded pained like a wounded animal crying to a merciful heart for help.

“Begin your service by sharing with people how you learned to communicate with The Mother when you lived in your cabin in the woods. Share the stories She told you then. Begin with the story about how stands of Aspen trees are part of one root system. Share how you’ve come to see people all connected similarly by The All as their common Source. Then share how that image has made your life so much easier than it was when you felt alone.”

“I’d enjoy doing that! My memories of Mother’s stories are permanently etched in all my cells. “

“Share with the people what you’ve learned about embracing your shadow side and your fears. Share with them how you practice summoning and sustaining in all your cells, the Vibration of Union with The All. Share that this Vibration inhibits disease from being attracted to you and how you are now unafraid of creations like me. Share that this brings you an abiding peace, freedom, and joy that they too can experience.”

“Then join with others of similar understanding. Joining with others you will no longer feel like a lone voice crying in the wind without ears to hear. As a member of a group, the sharing becomes richer and applicable to more people.”

“We also suggest that you share with the people the Universal Principles taught to you by The Mother. Share how you use them to renew yourself. Share how anyone can apply these principles to re-invigorate themselves.”

“All that you suggest appeals to my heart’s fondest longings! Do you have any final suggestions?”

“Yes, during the challenging times ahead for humanity, offer uplifting and encouraging positive visions for a New Earth, based on the collective remembrance of Union. Then stand as examples for others by radiating love and memories of Union to initiate the experiencing of New Earth.” This will gather people to participate in the step–by–step creative process of awakening these memories, imagining, designing, building, and maintaining the original loving ways of Being human.

“Go now! Do what you’ve come to do.” _________________________________________________________________________________________      Albert Moore is the author of Eyes In The Mirror: Everything Changed When He Met His Soul. He resides in Richmond, Virginia and facilitates the course, Adventures In Self Mastery, designed to diminish ego’s voice of limitation and help you hear the voice of your Soul’s expansiveness.                                       

Contact: albertcmoore@gmail.com.