When I was zooming with a friend the other day, I told her I had begun to birth a poem—but that I had to get ready after our visit and see clients, and would get back to the birthing later.
She laughed and said, it is just like being at that part of labor where the contractions are far enough apart that you are home tidying things up, watering the plants, and generally carrying on with life—–yet you are entering an altered state of consciousness as the mysterious and powerful process of birth begins to unfold.
I know in the deepest part of me that a birth happening to our planet—our world—all of humanity.
We are in labor birthing a child called love. The contractions are closer, and there is tremendous pain.
I have many thoughts I could share with you, and right now we are all bombarded with so much input, even if we are doing our best to unplug. Instead of more opinions or conspiracy theories, I wanted a message from my Soul to yours.
So I birthed that poem, and ask that you take a moment to read it once, then twice. Feel the message in it, and know that you are loved.
Baptism By Love
Now the children of fire are becoming the children of light
being baptized by love
for admission into the Church of Humanity.
The light of the body is the eye.
If your eye be single,
your whole body shall be full of light.
A single vision
recalibrating everything
no longer agreeing to a mind that runs on separation
linked to a field with a frequency
that is greater than suffering
greater than the virus of fear.
A single heart
feeling everything
liberating the energy
bound to the past
preparing to fall in love
with an invisible future.
The Soul knows how to do this.
The Soul knows how to accept
the deeper invitation
into the heart of surrender,
where we face what is right before us,
receive what is given,
and know in the deepest part of our collective Soul
that we will evolve
become better because of it
that we are creators.
This is not a world enslaved to old physics
But a wave of intelligent light rolling through infinite space at the speed of love.
No longer bound to the laws of the jungle,
where our survival genes are switched on,
and everything tells us it’s not safe to close our two eyes
to find the single eye within,
we pause.
We choose to soften
into the generous present moment
where the Soul takes up residence.
We release all attitudes of sin
and genuflect before the Divine Unfoldment.
We step into gratitude for all that has been given,
for we belong to a future of untold abundance
It is already done.
