journey

A vision of a silver band with gold inside set upon my forehead. There was a ray of bright light shining from infinity through the circle at my third eye or sun point, straight to the base of the skull, the moon point, one and infinitely wed.
From beyond a figure ever so slowly glided along the shaft of light connected through his sun and moon points too. He gently landed his third eye to mine, me, and the Christ. We floated in the cosmos in soft connection, our white robes growing in length out to the sides with each breath, whispering and moving with grace.
Just like the transparent wind, his body moved through mine until we were moon point to moon point, the backs of our heads touching, revealing and reviving what feels like a massive rift in humanity’s intimacy with love and suffering.
With a swift and precise movement, He swirled around stamping, branding my third eye with the symbol, the seal. It moved into my body and slowly down, around my spine landing at the base of the tail bone. Here it synched in, a gentle clasp, taking residence at the core of my Being creating a clear and undeniable connection to the inner Eye shining for no one to see and the invitation for everyone to feel.
Interpretation:
I have often said that we as humans have an inherent allergy to feeling the so-called challenging emotions. That we are designed to shut these energies down so often that ultimately, they become sequestered to an area of the body, an organ, a muscle, a deep contraction in the belly. The consequence of this denial is massive for the body/mind.
The evolution of humans depends on our growing capacity to hold personal and collective suffering from the perspective of love. The real change starts here. Not to project our suffering through hate and blame, but to be with the depth of our despair, rage, or shame with unconditional care. It is possible.
If not, then from this denied suffering we need to be saved by some outside source or do something to get rid of it. Which we cannot. It is only through encountering grief that we emerge with an open heart. Through feeling despair that we reunite with joy. Through shame that we recognize our inherent innocence. They are indeed intermingled in a way that allowing grief becomes a blessing that we can actually live with, for in its denial, we shunt the will to live or transform.
The initiation of unconditional love is ours to behold. You are that; the immensity of it. And this is the aspect, the perspective from which allowing all experience to flow is best held so that we can not just survive, but thrive.