I had the opportunity to be with a gifted healer the other day, and she shared with me a story that was so simple, and so profound. This story has lived into my imagination, taking greater shape and form, and expanding into the mythic realms, as all great stories do. Because of this, I want to share the story further, so that it’s wisdom seeds might be passed forward in this incredible time, planting themselves into the hearts and minds of all who truly seek beauty and truth.
This healer is a woman who would take people into the forests and jungles of our world in order to meet the true Self.
This culture has no real reference for this kind of ceremonial experience, as most human beings are deeply disconnected from their own soul life.
How could they not be?
The wisdom guides and traditions have been largely and purposefully obliterated.
Our ancestral lines have been severed.
The truth has been hidden.
People are going mad.
But for those of us who are natural seekers - this reconnection, this deep and abiding remembrance - is our most vital and important task.
With so many lost at sea, this process is at once winding and arduous,
mysterious and terrifying.
And so it was that on one occasion this woman, this great healer, took a hundred of these seekers into the woods to sit ceremony.
During this occasion the entire group encountered a mysterious a great light.
This mysterious light was so pervasive and all encompassing that it lit up the whole ceremonial space. There was no denying it’s presence, and as the light grew in intensity, more and more of the participants became uncomfortable.
Slowly, the light began to permeate their skin and flow through their bodies, and many in the ceremonial circle moved from discomfort to fear, and from fear to terror, and from terror to horror and shock and anguish.
As the light passed into their bodies - most of the people screamed out in pain and agony, a torturous shriek so shrill that all the creatures of the forest thought something terrible must be happening. It was the sound of death.
And so it went that these same people began to curse the light, and scream -
“This is evil - this is dark
This is evil - this is dark”.
Of these people, more than half of them ran deeper into the dark woods to escape the light, never to be seen or to be heard from again.
Those that remained in the circle from this group folded inward upon themselves, and fell into a deep sleep for a very, very long time.
But a very few of these seekers remained steady, and continued to sit on in sacred ceremony.
The light passed through them, just as it had passed through all and everyone, and they wept the tears of the ages, of sorrow and suffering, and of an agony so deep that they could not remember who they were.
The darkness was great, the pain immeasurable, but somehow these fearless souls continued on through the night, saying yes to the risings and fallings of the tides, saying yes to the incineration, saying yes to the mystery of it all.
And then, the small group that remained, let it all go.
They allowed the suffering to pass through them, to be burnt out as they wept and wept and wept tears of limitless pain, until slowly the tears of their agony transformed into illumination, into love, and into pure bliss.
And in the center of that light, they saw themselves as they always had been; a perfect reflection of divine beauty in all of it’s grace and mystery.
And it was then that they knew the incredible truth, and it was then that they knew who they were.
This great light has descended now,
and is here for all to see, to feel, and to experience.
It arrives as the light of our own deep and abiding soul presence, but it is also the light of beauty, the light of truth, the light of the great spirit, and the light of the divine essence that pulses through all and everything.
What we must understand is this: there are many who mistake the experience that the light creates through the natural process of purification and awakening, as the darkness itself.
There are countless who cannot bear the intensity of this light, and believe it to be evil incarnate.
There are others who have gone entirely unconscious, and believe it all to be a stupid little mirage constructed by the weak-minded and wildly misguided.
These beings are not ready for the fire of truth, and instead run and hide to protect themselves from the agony of it’s incredible revelation.
These beings are not ready for sovereignty, they are not ready for freedom, and they are not truly ready to experience the incredible nature of their own limitless being.
For the truth is wider and deeper and stranger than any of us could have ever imagined.
This world is not what most believe it is.
And in this world now there is a Great War at hand, which is a war on life, and a war on the sacred itself.
And those who are ready, those who consciously choose to carry the sacred flame of this great light forward against all odds in this inverted world, those who dare speak truth, those who bear the torch, they will necessarily become the enemy of those who cannot stand the intensity of the light.
Many will hate us for our sight.
More will hate us for carrying the light of truth which destroys their delusion.
The demonization of what is misunderstood is complete.
And all of this occurs from the refusal to comprehend that the pain each of us must endure, is our own.
The darkness that we each experience is our own.
The shadow that we must each come to know, is our own.
When this great work is not done, it is inevitable that those who have not engaged this purification process will project their darkness and suffering out upon the light, and those who carry this light will be mistaken as the darkness itself.
Because the light of truth is simple - and it will obliterate all misconception.
This process is a death process, but it is also a process of rebirth.
Those of us who accept this purification process, those of us who have stepped forward in these last years and who stand in a greater ceremonial experience with the light of truth and the great rebirthing of the sacred flame and the remembrance of all that we truly are, we must walk forward, and not look back.
The task of midwifing this rebirth is the single most important task of our lifetime,
and of this great moment on earth.
The future of our great human lineage is at stake.
Our children will come to know us as the way-seers and way-showers, and the ones who possessed the courage to stand in the center of that light, allowing ourselves to be fully rebirthed in our sacred remembrance.
There is no other time but now.
There is no greater awakening.
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so beautiful Mare, that i cross posted you. i hope everyone on my list opens this right away and inhales deeply...
As I read this i felt such a remembrance drop down to me. A light of truth that has been ringing for so long and now I hear. Thank you for sharing and opening up such a beautiful reflection for us to glimpse. It is definitely revealing, and in that also nourishing.