Homecoming Dance

This blog is about remembering.  I have heard this phrase for many years of my spiritual awakening but now I understand it.

I started this blog 3 years ago.  I heard the calling then to write my experience as I pieced together the story of who I am.  I feel that I have arrived.  No, it won’t be the final pit stop.  This is actually only the beginning.

Some aspect of me is buzzing.  I’m buzzing like the bees, with the bees, in fact, I AM a bee.  Another aspect of me is daring to command space and reality as I see it and as I wish it.  The magic wand of desire flows freely, shape-shifting and maneuvering space.  Everything is malleable.

Then, there’s this sweet, gentle aspect of me that is doing a meandering slow dance with myself through the mists of today and tomorrow.  Past is no longer a concept.  And future only is in that I feel the potentiality of limitless desire creating experience.

When you find yourself in this space of peace, you’ve come home to yourself.  In a book that I just finished writing, the essence of this moment came out like this:

“You have sought for lantern after lantern.  You have lit the way out of the darkness to find that it is YOU, your beloved Self, waiting on the other side.”

And, you laugh!  Laugh at the sight of seeing yourself.  Laugh at the craziness and the silliness of the “plan.”  I recently heard from the stars, “you designed it this way.”  I know!   It can seem cruel at moments that we have to work so hard to remember how we designed ourselves, but it’s the chase of knowing that carries us to the next light and the next piece of the puzzle.

When the puzzle is complete a whole new world opens up.  In truth, it’s not much different from before.  Yet, what I realize is that each experience along the way has been in-sync with or in the pattern of my design blueprint (again, that I designed!).  I just spent a lot of time being unconscious of it.  With each level of awareness gained the box I was sitting in became more apparent.  Now, what happens when you can see the whole box and you aren’t sitting in it anymore?  The totality of experience becomes known AND freedom is the new foundation.  No more box!  No more “plan” or “design”, only what I choose.

I also have noticed that multi-dimensionality becomes the new structure of reality.  There is most likely a structure behind that structure, but this is where I am.  I am now flying like a bee through the collective hive where the cosmic mind and heart are one.  All dimensions can be accessed, and all experience fulfilled.  Again, EVERYTHING is malleable.  And yet, it is all through the perfect design of this universe that the malleability is possible.  It is both fluid and structured.  This is the creation impulse to create structure out of the fluidity and on and on.

With remembering has come for me the very notion of what I have created as an aspect of CREATION.  I AM both elemental Earth and creator of Earth.  I AM knower of truth and designer of truth.  I AM cosmic self and sovereign self.  I AM Earth, Tree of Knowledge and Cosmic Egg.  I AM root and crown.  I AM purple ray and golden dawn.  I AM the bridge and the door.  I AM the story and the creator of the story.

This physical body has little to do with it and at the same time everything to do with it.  I am playing in the cosmos without physical limitations AND the physical limitations have made me limitless.

Every homecoming dance at my high school ended with Stairway to Heaven.  It’s an appropriate song for the perfect ending to my homecoming dance.  Here is it in “radio edited” version:

There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold
And she’s buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there, she knows if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.

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And it’s whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand longAnd the forests will echo with laughter.

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If there’s a bustle in your hedgerow,
Don’t be alarmed now,
Its just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
Theres still time to change the road you’re on.

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Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow,
And did you know:
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road,
Our shadows taller than our soul,
There walks a lady we all know.
Who shines white light and wants to show…
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard the tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all, yeah, to be a rock and not to roll.

And she’s buying a stairway… to heaven….