Withering Heights

Within the human being is a seed of hope a diving blueprint that has promised never to leave. A seed that stays planted no matter how bad the weather and storms of life may be. So many people have worked so hard only to see their dreams laid to rest in a barren thirsty soil. They have followed their divine blueprint into a desert that grows little and a land that does not support. They have extended themselves financially, emotionally and physically plowing a land that is unfriendly and desires not to support what their heart yearns for.

As their dreams begin to wither in the high noon sun of earthly chaos and manipulation the light of hope seems to fade, the heart begins to close the door on hope. We become robot like as we struggle not to feel the sadness in our heart. We don’t want to give up on what lives in our heart but we do not see the seasons changing in our favor.

All hands of the planet reach out to take what little you have stretching you into more fears and tears and hopelessness. The price of all goes sky high as you continue to make ends meet the rope gets tighter and tighter around your dreams seeming to squeeze the very life out of them

We begin to feel like silly putty bouncing off the walls and only absorbing the pictures that others give to us. 2008 to 2012 is going to kick in like a mustang that has just been corralled. We try hard to escape this harsh reality but life swims toward us with an open mouth hungry to take any and all. Any illusion of control is held tightly in the body as pain as we announce to the world what we are not going to do louder than what we will be forced to do via life and circumstance.

Our bodies kick and scream and our soul pirouettes spinning out of control as the seasons of time demand our undivided attention. All personal considerations go on hold as these vast energies enter our field of inquiry. Fight or flight gallops thru our biological system as adrenaline glands pump hard like horses in a quarter mile race. We step within to address the root of the problem as what is invisible in matter beats the heck out of us, like neighbor kids in a snowball fight, no harm intended but it still hurts.

We feel helpless and hopeless as our dreams seem to whither on the vine. Our ability to nurture has turned into the need to survive. We begin to panic looking for the escape hatch, anything has to be better that all of this planetary upheaval.

All of these events have been predicted for many many years but we did not hear and we did not want to see that particular future. We now sit in space and time asking to be rescued by anything or anyone. In this place of vulnerability the scent of danger is sensed, as we become victims of a changing world. How can little ole us fight the oil companies the government the choices of people that do not seem to know what they are doing? How can we correct the balance of a world and economy on tilt?

Well dear ones it is time to get off our humbled haunches and stand up for all we believe to be good and light and truth and honor. We have been schooled for this time and energy our entire life. We are not little in light or purpose we are destined to make a difference person by person thought by thought without fear of consequence. In the next 4 years as we enter the gateway of 2012 we will be held responsible by our very actions or inactions for what is to be birthed and the future of earth.

We have the light tools to shift the molecules of all that seems to own us and take away our freedom of choice. Yes we are adrift on a sea of manipulation by all that seems grander than us. Yes we are padding with our hopes and dreams on a sea that changes its currents every day. We are not someone’s puppets to be played with and restrung at a moments notice. We are the saviors of a world that has come undone. It is up to us to hold onto the vision of peace and hope and what is for the greatest good of all concerned.

We can shift our world thought by thought starting with our own little personal universe. We are not blind victims in a con game, we have come into this with eyes wide open, and no matter how hard we try to close them we can still see clearly. No one on this earth has the right to wither our dreams pushing us from the cliffs as we strive to climb to new heights.

We have a great promise that lives in our soul that over shadows all doubt in our future choices. We can not and will not let others decide our destiny. Are we so small and meek that we are afraid of the price increase of rice in china the price increase of gas in the middle east, the price of eggs and milk? How can we let such things make us give up on our dreams of doing and becoming? We are greater than these black darting energies that swarm us like gnats and crush our dreams every time we listen to the news. Our life force has better things to do than swat at the small and pesky. We have people to love, an earth to heal, life to live to the fullest.

This is a time to learn how to energetically put a rubber band on every single thing. To stretch it energetically to its full potential to tell those 2 eggs they will scramble up to 4, to tell that shampoo it will wash 20 more heads of hair, to bless that gas when you are pumping it and direct the liquid gas molecules into an expanded state allowing you to get more miles per fill up than any time before. We will have to make due with what we have until the hundredth monkey effect of this very thought has reached out and touched every one of the world.

When the price of life goes up the first thing we do is contract pull in give up on what we were going to use or save that money for. All we hear in the echo’s of that extra money flowing into our gas tank is ‘Well Ma we can't go to the smoky mountains this year cas’ gas cost to much we’ll have to stay home’. The first thing that happens to Ma is her hopes are dashed to pieces, her heart begins to sink, her passion flies out the window. She is deeply silently angry and that anger transfers into every meal she cooks like poison, and then like clock work her and her families immune system begins to drop causing dis-ease. She has no hope and cannot see the always-blue sky behind the gray clouds of not enough. Unfortunately this will become a chain reaction touching every experience in her life.

In the USA we use more gas than the rest of the world, we live so far apart and everything is at such a distance. Most of us do not have mass transit or are afraid to ride it and it’s just to darn far for a mule ride. We have been the spoiled throw away part of the world and now it has come back to bite us in the butt. The learning’s come like hardball in a soft ball game. We are eating a lot of crow and changing the way we view life. no more rose tinted glasses dawn our horizon we are all wearing bi-focals as we try to blend 2 worlds together to make peace in one.

This is what the next 4 years is about as we all two-step our way toward 2012. We can be the change we wish to see in the world if we will only listen with the eyes of the soul and hear with the heart. We have misused this place in so many ways always expecting her to be here for us, no matter what, now we must be here for what ails the planet. The heavens look to us to become the change we seek. Every thought is precious and counts, do not let the thought of not enough, time energy or money enter your mind or future.