Thursday, June 18th, 2009
I’ve been letting go.
I’ve been letting go of what I thought of my life, and I’ve been making room to dream of something new in the empty space left behind. We are often so afraid of the empty space we’d rather cling to the old, but when the clinging begins to ache more than the fear, we let go. We find uncertainty, but incredible freedom soon following…and then the seeds of our new being begin to germinate. They need that empty space to grow in.
Now I am in love with empty space. There is so much room for me to be whatever I want to within it. I can become, and become, and become.
It is like living in the Void. I have carried the Void inside of me as long as I can remember…the loving darkness that holds all potential and creation. But to live from the Void all the time, to be the Void inside and allow it to be more and more of the way I interact with the world, that is a true and deep soul pleasure. And not just when I channel and do my work, but when I grocery shop and drive to town and talk on the telephone and do all of life’s daily activities.
We can be our own oasis in the desert. No matter how dry and barren the world around us becomes, we can be moist and fertile and alive…and others will seek us to understand the miracle we are and represent. But we cannot create this oasis for them…we must create it for ourselves in order for it to be as powerful and authentic as it can be. It is discovering what our inner oasis is like that makes the magic really happen. Then we are plugged in to the stringing christmas lights of stars in the hearts of so many who bear the light. Then we are powered by the luminous ocean that runs through our veins and our waters. We are plugged in to the circuit of our true source. We are the keepers of the ever-renewing legacy of love left to us by the universe (ourselves) in every moment.
And we who are most meant to give these gifts have experienced the worst of their antithesis. We who have the medicine have known the poison. We have been willing to explore every underworld to become queens and kings of our own soul domains. We have tasted every fruit, so we would know all of their properties. We have fallen down every well so we could discover the tunnels back to the center again and again.
We have been wearied to the bone. We have been hungry in the soul. We are about to be nourished. We are about to be lifted. We are about to rise.
We are about to forget our names, and remember them again as ancient callings. We are going to become the child we were, but born unto ourselves. We are going to find that we did know our way after all, in all this time we thought that we were lost. We are going to recognize the path again.
Take heart, fellow Oracles and friends. The light is entering the woods, and we will dance again. We will know the things we once knew, and so much more. We will laugh, and we will sing, and we will cry and the heavens will release their love to the earth, and the earth will kiss the heavens with her beauty. And we will know that all was as it should have been, and we will dream of what we might become now, once again.
Keep dreaming. Keep hoping. The time comes…
Love, Jennifer
