A Letter From Someone Bigger Than Us
Photo by Ante Hamersmit
Meditation has become a practice that brings me grounding and guidance. I have been working on this skill for a few years now. It is difficult. It takes a balance of control and being able to let go to reach those moments of subtle silence and peace.
I try to practice daily although I am a victim of being human and have days and nights where I forget or simply don’t make the time. I feel a difference in myself when I do take ten minutes to practice though. I feel lighter and less stressed about my day. I don’t think quite as much about what is to come rather what is now.
This prayer or poem or letter or whatever it comes across to you came after a long session. The words came through me onto the paper and were what I needed at that moment. I do not believe they were my words (as woo-woo as that sounds) but rather the words of someone else. Someone bigger than us. Someone full of light energy. I believe it to be God, but maybe you feel it through something or someone different. And maybe it’s simply just words on a page that speak to you.
I haven’t decided whether it’s a letter or a prayer, but I thought I would share it with you nonetheless. Maybe there is peace in these words for you too.
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Your job is to go out into the world spreading love. Crashing into barriers built so high that the radiance you emit, full of the heat of a thousand suns, shatters them into a million brilliant pieces- Offering nothing but pure light.
You are love and the embodiment of love.
You will move people by opening your heart to the world and sharing the vulnerability inside giving others the courage to walk up to the gates - breaking them down with just their mere presence. You have more love to offer and it will never leave you tired in the depths of despair, feeling dragged and abused, because My supply will always last – as an everlasting pool to drink from.
Find your patience inside to love even those that cause hurt and harm, for while no one taught them to love, their choice to remain static is theirs, but should by no means lay touch to the love living within you. Because love is alive, an energy. Love lives as you do, shimmering in every ounce of light and darkness.
Your light is the proof of the love you hold. And that, My child, is your way forward. That My child, is My gift to you.
