Just seven days
after the Summer
Solstice (June 21 + 7 = 28) I entered the
Convergence that changed my life. However, the power
of that experience was blocked by one bad habit that
was broken today. I sincerely doubt that anyone would
argue with the idea that it is wonderful to be held
in the arms of one who truly loves you and such an experience
is worth treasuring. Yet one can make a great mistake
by saying that being held is more important than the
one who held you. This has been my error until today;
I treasured the gift of being held by the One who loves
me so much as to die for me yet I in turn say I love
being held by the One who loves me more that the One
who did the holding.
It has been so keenly timed out that this
day on the Equinox
be set aside by the One I met in the Convergence
for me to wake up to the fact that I have been cherishing
the act of being held and the place I was held more
than my Father who held me. Today was set aside as the
day I was planning on returning to the island in the
convergence but the power of the One who met me on the
island is one with me, and I with Him; in the perfect
union, He stopped all power of life flowing into me
and I had no ability to pack my kayak for a return.
Today was the last day I had a chance to make it to
the island before the sun passed the point where summer
is gone. Yes, there was a connection between my timing
going into the Convergence
and the Summer Solstice; I knew that June 21 was the
solstice and I also knew that seven days after the solstice
is the point in time when the sun first dips below the
horizon at the Arctic
Circle on June 28th. I had to make it to the Convergence
while there was maximum sunlight for the travel and
the event. As of this day at this latitude we lose sunlight
at the rate of nearly 10 minutes per day.
With no power to move on this
day I had no ability to work, drive a car, or even
get out of bed. It wasn't until nearly eleven in the
morning that I began to receive energy enough to eat
and move. By the time I was fully functional I had no
time to get to the island nor even consider making a
move to fulfill the thought. The Light dawned on me
that as difficult as this may be to understand, I had
made the act of receiving a touch from my Father more
important than my Father who took me out of the deep
waters, who showed me where to place my tent, who opened
the sky to bring the warming sunlight to the frigid
waters of the glacial river and on the second day gave
me a gift too wonderful to experience in a physical
body, and then on the third day allow me freedom to
depart with His guidance to almost escape the Convergence
unscathed.
I have thought a lot about what happened
and realize how easy it is for mortal man to deify that
which is just dirt and muddy water; however, not to
belittle the power of my Father, I must confess that
He does have the ability to turn even death and a very
cold, miserable muddy death into a portal to receive
a touch from the Infinite.
From this time on I must busy myself with
the task of getting ready for departure; it's a difficult
time as I must fight to remain in this cycle of waking
and sleeping long enough to tell the secret about a
people and land where the world beyond has been protected
in this world for many thousands of years. I was given
a chance to life in that world for eleven years and
now I should make a detailed record of what it is like
so the people of the west who think that divorce, guns,
violence and drugs are just part of their life will
find out about a place where none of the things they
fear are even thought of, a place where children are
loved by all, a safe beautiful place; a place that it
is impossible for me to live outside of. Yes, the most
difficult awakening has been recently as I discovered
that I didn't come back to Alaska to live and have a
career but rather, I came back to Alaska for the same
reason salmon spawn; to give life then surrender my
own.
Departure doesn't mean dying, rather it
means a time when we give up the flow that carries us
through life to enter the all powerful rushing icy surge
that will judge every heart; for those who flow into
the convergence of judgment by Love, will find Someone
powerful enough to save them.
I must also speak about Moon Island which
is a story lost to the high tech creation of those who
only have short term memories; the unfortunate fact
of information flow in a world of entropy.
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