What would you say
if you were asked to play
this game called life?
Would you agree to be birthed,
to come down to earth
with all its woes and strife?
Could you really have known what it’s like?
Would you have thought you could sort it all out,
or would have just done it for a laugh?
Would you have realised there was enough
beauty and goodness to balance it off,
make it an amazing experience?
If you could remember –
you must have thought it was some kind of adventure
or at least a worthwhile choice to make
or there’s surely no way you’d have entered this game
filled with extremities of love and pain,
and you probably wouldn’t want to do it again…..
but in the first sleep of death,
after rejoining our soul group, and a period
of review and reflection, I think we forget,
before we awake to a wider perspective
and set off to explore other directions and planes,
learning & reporting back, between periods of resting,
so when the time comes around
to journey back down,
we are ready to try once again…….
but I wonder, will we ever remember
that it’s a study and growth opportunity,
so that we don’t overreact to the immersion?
We are scouts of consciousness itself,
examining the outer fringes of universal expansion
and at the same time expanding from within.
Each time the soul goes home
we realise we are never alone, there, here, or anywhere.
We expand and circulate creatively together,
along with a multitude of evolving species,
feeding back to, and validating, the widening consciousness,
preventing the universe from collapsing on itself.
My belief: We are here to learn. We take home, to the universe (our higher selves) every life lesson learned and we are never alone. 🙂
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