This weekend has been awesome and the wave of love amazing with our engagement with God on Valentines Day.
In the last week I have made a plea with two different people to not make me walk on eggshells. Today, it is time to share the insight from the story of life experience. Life experience is the sacred text of knowledge, it is the treasure that we come to share.
BABY AND THE EGGS
My Father used to bring farm eggs home from work and he left them on the kitchen table. Like most babies I was an early riser. When I was about 18 months old my mother came downstairs early in the morning. Lily found that the baby had smashed two dozen eggs and was skating on them in the lounge.
My mother screamed and then I ran upstairs to my Father. If ever I ran to Father for his defence, he would open the bedclothes and I would go straight down to the bottom of the bed. Then when it was all clear and safe to come up, I would crawl up the bed and lay on his chest, then fall asleep due to the heat and beat of his heart. My mother would never disturb the baby when she was with her father because he did night work and required his sleep.
I feel this 'Walking on Eggshells' relates back to that experience. It was a family story that was always shared and laughed at. Just one of the antics of a babies innocence and a happy memory.
Many people are being birthed and as the birds are breaking out of their shells where they were contained; they are surrounded by the broken shells until they teach their souls to fly.
When people are first birthed they can feel very sensitive and fragile, this can make people overreact to perceived words and deeds because they are still to heal perceptional consciousness. When people move beyond perception than people are teaching their souls to fly beyond earthly realities.
Taking nothing personally is all part of this process. When we don't take anything personally then we are not confined by the limitation of perceptions of our own world view. World views change as people evolve and change, truth is relative to the state of being of the person until people come to completion of truth.
Unconditional love is a state of being and when people combine that with compassionate action they become divine love in manifestation on the earth plane.
When people become aware that they are forcing others to walk on eggshells due to their state of being they then become more aware of their own selves. So sharing how one feels tenderly is all part of the healing process and connection with the heart.
If the innocent are being screamed at then they will run to where they know they are loved, it is a natural response for a baby who is still growing up. When emotional and spiritual maturity is in place in the person there is no requirement to run away, one can stand in integrity and meet the challenge with mercy, love and grace.
BAND ON THE RUN
Love beyond measure then you can transmute all darkness. The light triggers the darkness and the darkness triggers the light until there is no more darkness left. Its all part of the ascension process.
Eggshells are actually good for the earth and my mother used to put them on the compost around the flowers. Another term that we use in spirituality is the roses growing through the thorns. Once a person has healed themselves of their thorns, then the rose blossoms into the fullness of God's perfect creation and there are no more thorns anymore. The Cactus plant is also well known in the desert as is the Mountain Rose that grows naturally.
As the saying goes we can take a horse to water but we cannot make you drink it.
That brings us back to Hidalgo and the Mexico Memo featured on the Eliakim blog.
Do you have the courage to do what others say is impossible?
Real courage comes when love is stronger than pride,
then people become dauntless.
Then people are able to share their hearts in openness and
complete trust because they're whole people.
As the Christ once said "Love heals the world but
compassionate action changes it". from Sacred Words.
Shalom
Eliakim xx
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