What do you think about when you're feeling down?

I don't know if you got on or off the subject, but I'm definitely feeling what you said about events in due course pretty much wiping all the memories away…

Quoting from my Intentions surrounding Georgia blog recently, I was inspired to say:

“Times are changing, the planets are aligning for anyone against nature's abundant, sharing, freely distributive tendency to account. We are not quite there yet, but soon…

It will not 'fix' the events of the past but possibly will bring a future that overwhelms our senses so much with its deep beauty, to an extent that it dims these saddening moments somewhat, till they disappear and become memories of an old, misguided world. This is my prayer for us, the heart-humans. Much stranger things have happened in my own individual experience… :)”

That is about the only thing to make me feel fairly allright…

Let us pray for that then.

Thanks again Martha dear, Sherri

Dearest Martha,

I think that you stayed on subject very well.  My Dad sent me an email today that may or may not be on subject but I liked it. 

The Buzzard, The Bat, And The Bumblebee………

 THE BUZZARD: If you put a buzzard in a pen that is 6 feet by 8 feet and is
entirely open at the top, the bird, in spite of its ability to fly, will be an absolute prisoner. The reason is that a buzzard always begins a flight
from the ground with a run of 10 to 12 feet. Without space to run, as is its
habit, it will not even attempt to fly, but will remain a prisoner for life
in a small jail with no top.

THE BAT: The ordinary bat that flies around at night, a remarkable nimble
creature in the air, cannot take off from a level place. If it is placed on
the floor or flat ground, all it can do is shuffle about helplessly and, no
doubt, painfully, until it reaches some slight elevation from which it can
throw itself into the air. Then, at once, it takes off like a flash.

 THE BUMBLEBEE: A bumblebee, if dropped into an open tumbler, will be there
until it dies, unless it is taken out. It never sees the means of escape at
the top, but persists in trying to find some way out through the sides near
the bottom. It will seek a way where none exists, until it completely destroys itself.

PEOPLE: In many ways, we are like the buzzard, the bat, and the bumblebee.
We struggle about with all our problems and frustrations, never realizing
that all we have to do is look up!

Ayla, that, is what I call, a perfect follow-up. Thank you really, ever so much.

Loving to you. Sherri

martha, i want with my whole being to believe that it is so, that all the suffering that the universe has seen is only the “birthpangs” as Paul says in the New Testament to a completely different existence of love and light where it is all abrogated… great word… it is so hard at times to believe, the suffering of the world looms so large… thank you, dear one

martha, thanks for this blog and i, too, think that ayla's follow-up story is perfect!

As for the tapestry revealing itself, I believe that the mystics and gnostics of yesteryear and now have caught glimpses of it, perhaps corners or swatches of it, and have tried to communicate its utter beauty and magnificence.

Since unconsciousness is still so very prevalent in our world, i kind of liken it to a fog that clouds our view… sometimes, i have the power to clear the fog away myself to catch a glimpse of this magnificence… and sometimes, try as i might, I cannot see what I know is there… and when so much time goes by and i cannot reveal the sight to reassure myself that it is, in fact, still there, I can begin to believe that i must have just imagined it… this is where i can access empathy for other unconscious beings (of whom i am one) that have not seen the Beauty/Magnificence or have convinced themselves that it never existed…

I think the bat is a Great Metaphor for how I feel in this incarnation of Myself…I need a tiny bit of elevation in order to be able take off and Fly!

Thanks again for this. :-)

in the face of love all is resolved