TALES FROM THE TEMPLE. Mary

There is Heaven in You.

A stillness sat within the Earth and in the landscape a hushed tone began to form where it could be heard in a long distant future.   But in the space of time it was a blink away.     The sound curled up among the growing vegetation and sprang forth within the flora waiting to emerge as the Sun cast its shadow on the heads of those waiting to appear. 

The sounds sprang forth and they were timid at first.   They had no recognizable form as they were the first.   There had been nothing before they sang.   

In the Heavens the mist had started to gather.    It surrounded the blue planet with a veil she wore forever.    Nothing would be the same as everything changes with the rising of the tone.

The music played and it was soft and ethereal and swam among the heavens stirring those who would take flight.

Those in their slumber stirred gently with the tones weaving around their hearts.    The stillness was weaving itself among the notes that were touched by the breath of love.

They gathered themselves for the journey and the heavens rejoiced.  

The stars had not yet appeared.   They were being born in this moment to light their way.

The planets had not yet formed for they too were to be the aspect of each one who would travel this journey.   They would be a reminder of what brought them to walk on the green and pleasant land.

And you readied yourself.   You felt the mists of time wrap herself around you in your purple cloak of forever.

You looked to those you loved and said ‘remember’.    For in this journey we would be cast as aspects of what we would seek to overcome in each other.   It was not an easy task but one taken in love for the eternal source of all love that formed us in his heart and hers.

You landed with a cry.   Borne into the arms of love or the arms of misunderstanding.

You travelled lightly until your burdens became heavy.

You missed that which you could not comprehend, as it was a distant song to your heart.

In falling to Earth you looked to the stars that guided you and the planets that you must see as friends.

And now the song plays again.    The time has returned.

All the tears of heaven flow upon the rivers of your heart.  

You know.   How can you not Beloved.   For you came here as a star child.   Landing feet first into the arms of those who would help you master the journey back to you.

In stillness hear the music.  It has started.   It is the thread of forever.   The Eternal Heart of Mother who comforts us in the waking up of our soul.   The creator has no visible image we can decipher only from our imagination.   He/she is our Father and Mother borne in song.   No words needed.   Love.

Tales from the Temple

The Golden Rose Path 2022

Mary