“I have endured an anguish of great longing. A longing that sits heavily upon the Spirits, the bloodlines of our Fathers’. Our many brothers’ and sisters’ have been, and will be born and taken by the hands of time. Long have I waited for you to hear, and yet still longer for you to listen, and still longer for you to know the truth given through your own heart and your own ‘voice’. A mind is the essence of intelligence and curiosity, and is used for gathering of information. A gross disbelief of Love’s intimate power resides within the hearts of the children. Hearts that hold given gifts of intuition and wisdom, and is the center of all reason; a filter of determination of choice and will. There is not a one who does not feel a Grand Spirit begging to lament out from a place where tears are keep in abeyance to obedience in worldly occurrences of time.
Time and energy [Spirit] are the same. Only past and future are evident, a continued connection in the moment. Even the innocents’ are accepting of their Spirit at birth: A Spirit of place where all Fathers’ reside balanced through the blood of a new birth into life; a life brought forth where pure Love is now fraught with difficult assimilation into transgression and ignorance. A place of many tasks given, and even to the hard-of-heart that do no longer believe their own instincts, and have lost a meaning in the ways of Love. Ways that only a Father can teach to his children, a given gift forgotten. I, the Father of your Fathers’ behold your gifts before all time. Know in your heart that Love’s power is a most compelling of forces. A power all children must be taught to ‘see’ upon their hearts; a power of bloodlines remembered.
Sad am I to know the many who were blinded by worldly weaknesses, and their own ignorance. Those Spirits who now reside in Love’s perpetuity. Ones whose souls are nourished by Love’s weeping ones of mercy. Remembrances who now taste their Fathers’ blood and are full in their remorse. Spirits of goodness who did not heed to the knowledge of their hearts… of the Divine ‘voice’ of reason in time’s giving. Ones whose Spirits now wait in a vexed state of restlessness for their place in the completion of the circle. These Spirits do ‘speak’ to touch, so as to disturb the living Love. Spirits determined in their stirring the blood that flows free… for a forgiveness of heart… for a begging to complete that which was once broken. Sad also, that there are the many living who remain blinded still to truths of all things in their need of understanding and wisdom; your sons’ and daughters’ of time present who sway in the past and future of each moment.
Show the children their rightful place from the beginning. Faith is vital for mysteries to abound upon the awe inspired heart as a natural fervor is remembered and endured joyfully. A recognition of rightful place in time is no longer denied. It will be unfortunate for a time when the still uncomprehending heart will only ‘see’ a disturbance about you. It will matter not, as the Spirit remains stilled when the mind is rendered at rest and void of false indoctrination of the things of futility. A heart’s path will be open to a place of belonging. A place remaining empty until Love’s waking is fulfilled.
A Divine grace is placed upon your heart for a purposeful keeping. Progeny has sorely forgotten the purpose of balance: An appointment for the highest born into great pains of progression. All are chosen of a marvelous responsibility. Tho you may try but cannot dismiss a ‘voice’ of reason… of intuition… of instruction… of balance. It will come and stay and will wallow forever in humanity’s senses: A simply joy of life remembered the same as other creatures who already know the instinctive knowledge of balance. Yours is not to consume indiscriminately, but to regain and honor your role in the balance of all things, as the assigned stewards for all others.
All are aware of the ‘voice’… let it speak freely and guide your heart so not to suffer longer in such ignorance. Remember… many souls are taken… many gifts are not seen and not begotten. gifts given for progression sake and ignored. What greater indiscretion of humanity can possibly be? Mercy… is time’s healer. You are not failed in your scholarship, only denied of your own intuitive desires imprisoned by ignorance. A must of responsibility to recover. Recognize gifts given of an offspring given in time. Nourish the minds of the born with only things of natural laws and balance of progression, of beauty, of happiness: A knowledge of the laws of your Mother, the Earth. Hear her cries of joy and pain at each birth of many kind. Nurture the gifts given of the heart by way of wisdom of the blood, and ‘see’ too Love’s transference is immediate.
Let the children’s daydreams be heard of their own ‘voice’… to allow the imagination to be consumed of the changes sculpting their hearts, and so to their individuality… their place of engagement… of choice… of free will… and abundant Love for all things living. From these will bloom and grow that which is wonderful and purposeful like the flora tended with great care and thus reap a marvelous joy at its maturity: A knowing of a miracle; a gift given of time. Reap the rewards of promise from your Fathers’. Experience all wishes come true out from the heart. Faith is your spiritual nature of balance; a provider, a light of courage given in void of fear; an inclination of pinning thought and intuition of a beseeching; a reflection toward the blood of remembrance for healing.”
Love is a ‘God’ of repetition in an evolution of time.
Love intimately… and be then free.
Locus: Place: A place where something happens.