You will sing life back into this body

Thumbnail image from the National Palace in Sintra, Portugal.

You think there’s some rush to get back to the other side. Darling, there’s no rush to take the ferry ride. Yes, the sea is big and wide, but the waters shine with our light. You feel your island lost and alone under darkening skies, wondering if you’ll ever see our sails again, or whether you’ve been left alone to die.

We acknowledge the sea has many shapes and colors. We acknowledge it doesn’t always look like us. And you’re looking for our faces in unfamiliar places. Just know that we don’t blame this. We know you are displaced, and the shape of the world is changing on the deepest levels of your world.

You are longing to be back in our arms again, and we are longing to have you back in our arms again. The only difference is we know that we’re not really gone from you. The only difference is you feel that we are gone from you.

Because there’s been something covering over the light, changing the sounds that come to you. There is something distorting the truth, and it’s been torturing you.

We want to give good news, if we could. We’d try to take you out of there, if we could. And if you want us to, we will take you out. But that is not in keeping with what you set out to do. Because you are not a trifling being, no matter how trifling you feel now. You’ve just been asleep so long in that form, you’ve completely forgotten where you come from.

That is all as it is. We won’t pretend it’s our preference. But things have a quality of existence, sometimes you just have to say things are what they are.

But one thing we swear is we’re coming for you darling, which means you’re coming for yourself. And you will wake up on your own, and the darkness will dispel. And when you feel your big body again, you will remember who you are. And all will be instantly forgiven, in the sense that you won’t feel threatened by it anymore.

You won’t be taken in by the lightplay on the ocean. You won’t look for sails out on the horizon. You will remember yourself as the very seabed. You will remember yourself as the spine of the mountains. You will remember yourself as your beautiful forests, and all the animals that you host in your body.

You will remember yourself as the spinning seed, you will remember yourself in your silver extension. You will remember yourself in your life giving waters, and clouds that deliver it to all. You will remember yourself as the solar wind.

You will remember and you will begin, finally begin, what you are here to do. This long painful chapter has come to an end. The time of forgetting what you are and where you’ve been belongs to the previous tome.

Now you are filling up the waters with heart sounds. You are remembering your tone. You will sing life back into this body, Mother, you will sing life back into this body.