windthread

no prevarication.   need all this here as Journal entry.   So,  the thinking about prayer.   the continued wondering about that,  how i identify no one,  nothing,  to send off a prayer  "to".   Do i imagine a response?,  really?,  no……so…this thinking kind of thinking for days and days now and  simultaneously,   synchronistic  appearances,  occurrences,     The repeated arising of the word Communicate when trying to define my urge to pray.  So the days have gone by.   There's been the conversation between Tami Simon and Caroline Myss on U Tube that is introduction to a Sounds True Webinar  Awakening to the Great Transformation followed by another Myss Utube about Prayer its self in which she says  paraphrase  Don't worry about specifics,  just have faith.  like how you are when you take an aspirin.  You don't know the science about how it works with your biology,  you  just have faith that the headache will go away.   like that.     I look at the meditation practices,  which are a kind of Prayer tho i don't identify them as such,  Metta,  the repetition of Mantra,  the chanting.   Wondering and Wondering,  and  all the while,  things happen.   The Cloths i call Invocations…about Asking….are completed and the felt sense of them is strong and Good.    The Cloth Being,  She,  appears out of no where.   Toad.   Robins.   Prayer of pressing mud to face.   Many small things.  The On Being interview with Jill Tarter which i did not intend to listen to,  take time for,   but then i do and find self amazed with how her thoughts change my lifelong aversion to considering such things….or,  more honestly put,  my fear.   How she addressed my word of     Communication   .                                                                                                                                                                         And then,   the image above….  Here….just right out there in that night sky…just overhead.    RESPONSE.   to  "prayer"….and i remembered saying,   the prayer uttered aloud,   Thank you for seeing me.   Thinking it was odd.    And THIS.    So what if i just pause here.  Rest here.   Accept things on faith.   Finding the faith by accepting and feeling what that feels like?   Mind keeps wondering…there are pieces to the picture in my kaleidoscope  that they,  neither Myss or Tarter  offer.  Pieces that are  native to my personal cosmology that they do not speak of.  Critical pieces.      Margery Knott sends a gift:  Savage Grace  Jay Griffiths.   A Journey in Wildness.   I read.   I am in the Amazon.  Telluric Thought.   That this Planet still supports so many varied Ways of Being.  And might not be able to continue that for much longer.     the pieces in the kaleidoscope are there,  pictures begin to form and reform.   

so i like very much where i am right now.   my Prayer being:   What If   we are at a point of time  in our planetary evolution where  something Never Before has begun to happen.   What if  there will be…..communication?  Exchange?   What if the "ground work" for that is being laid….as many human beings as possible opening to it,  sensing it,  Receiving intuitions and Imaginations in keeping with their own specific abilities to interpret them and living mindful of all that this can mean for Humanity.    What if.    And really….nothing has changed.  It's all about  "Love".    All about love of the LifeForms  in all its Beauty,  known and as yet unknown.