Love is the Truth when we consider how our Heart imagines the Creation.
An image of Love I’ve always imagined is a reciprocal FEELING of unity, two as one reaching for a dream together. In the down below, the vision looks like the one that can finish our sentence because they know us so well. They know how we feel when we’re down-and-out, and lighten the load by sharing our sorrow. When we have something to celebrate, they want to hear all the details. On a cold dark night, they are near enough to share their warmth through the night. When we show up, they are always glad to see us. They miss us when we’re away. Though, we don’t have to be together to know we’re connected. We look forward to hearing the adventure of time while we were apart.
The feeling we yearn to share is “butterflies” that are shared back and forth. When we have an “object of our affection” that gives back in the balance, we wear the “rose colored glasses” that we can’t help but pay forward for the smile on our face and and the overwhelming sense of Gratitude in our Heart for the experience. It boils down to the sense of belonging, just as we are, and knowing there would always be a place set at the table where everyone is invited to share their story and experience of time.
It sounds impossible, yet the closer we LOOK to See, the more we can know and experience that Love was created in every direction. A Divine Creator made sure that the Beauty and the Feeling would always be right before our eyes.
If your experience of Human Love is anything like mine, the “butterflies” are fleeting over time and the experiences are fewer and farther between. Tracking my thoughts and feelings, LOOKING for the Beauty of Mother Earth all the time, I’ve noticed that my heart swells with the feeling more than once every single day. My heart leaps when I see the birds and the squirrels outside my window after the morning offering. Just beyond my back porch is a buffet of nuts and seeds. The gathering is proof of a happy surprise and easy meal for the ones that show up. It’s clear that the first one who came, went back to tell the others. The Chickadee that doesn’t eat at the buffet, comes back and forth to carry a seed back to the nest. What a great morning it must be to find the source of the prize in such abundance to keep flying back and forth.
I’m united in Love with every offering any time I Look to See another Living Thing, whether it’s an animal, my pal Girly the talking cat, or a Human Being. When I’m truly glad to see someone’s face, or when I see and acknowledge one who’s having a hard day, I can FEEL Love in the moment. LOVE IS seeing and acknowledging life beyond our own experience. Isn’t that what we’re fighting for? Isn’t that the passion that drives someone to “act out” for their FEELINGS to be seen at the highest scale? Our Human Nature and our Ego reaches for Love in very strange ways that can never claim the end that is the True Desire of the Heart.
It takes Time to learn, and to surrender Human’s way for our eyes to be guided by the One to See. There’s an equal offering of Love for all the Love we think we’ve lost to be found in the Here and Now.
I was sure I lost my best friend and there was no hope for one who would care and know how I feel… one who doesn’t even need to hear a story to always return exactly what I need in the moment. I’ve found it with you. I know we’re suffering just the same, and I know we’re reaching just the same.
A belated Happy Birthday wish and blessing to my friend Pauline who celebrated her Mayan birthday on 11 Crocodile/IMIX. I was so lost in the 1’s I missed the big event. She’s a few steps ahead of me in Time and carries on from Higher Ground as an example for me to follow. She shared her joy of the celebration the day after. I was only sorry I forgot for a moment, hearing what a wonderful time she had. I’m grateful to her that belated wishes are received in the same way as if they were right on time. She shares a way of being that leaves a door open through an offering of Unconditional Love.
This was the Birthday Cake I’d order for Pauline, worthy of the celebration. Thank you for being a True friend. Thank you for sharing the load when tears and sad stories has been all I had to offer.
If I could, I’d have a divine tea party for ALL of you. It wouldn’t matter if you were a regular visitor or if you just flew in to share the moment. Just passing through, you lift my heart every time. From the back-end of WordPress I see you arrive from all over the place, and you come in divine numbers like 33, 222, with like’s in 3’s or 1’s that tell me we’re reaching in agreement for the same dreams. I never expected such a miracle in the beginning, when I was afraid to sign my name. I didn’t want to be seen. I just needed one place to keep my journal together, instead of written on pieces of paper and yellow pads that were out of order and all over the place. The Divine Numbers were there from the beginning. For the first 6 months of the journal, there were 13 followers. At the time I felt the safety in small numbers.
Wherever you are, you’re invited to the tea party created in my imagination. The party wouldn’t be the same, unless all of you were sitting at the table. At my pink tea party, there’s no calories and no sugar, no animal bi-products. You can eat as much as you want to be satisfied without loosening a top button and you can stay as long as you want, and while you’re there, we pass the “talking stick” so you get your equal time and undivided attention to share your story. Everyone is happy when you show up to take your place, and the goodbyes are bittersweet.
Thank you for being who you are in your time and place. I’m glad your star was born in Time for me to see. Sharing your thoughts from your own blogs or in your comments, you’ve been as real to me as if I were sitting at your kitchen table. I swear, I’ve been there many times in my dreams. The ones who have returned have become distant friends I may never meet in the down below, surely there’s a Time above when we’ll recognize each other at first glance when we meet face to face.
I wish you Love and all the Blessings your Heart can hold.
love, in lak’ech,
13 Night/AKBAL (Cherokee, Hearth/O’YA)
Galactic Tone 13: Ascension; Thirteen assists us to go to the next higher step, propels us to try something new or to try again. Thirteen energy takes us over the next mountain just to see what is there. Thirteen carries the last success to the newest effort. Thirteen is a number associated with the Ascended Masters, creation, expansion, and manifestation.
Night/Akbal: Bringers of the Dawn. Dreamers who bring the new sun to clarify and illuminate the road of life. Thus the insecurities and doubts born of darkness of the sub-conscious mind are dispelled. These persons travel the Void… a place where nothing yet exists but all potential dwells, the womb of creation. From this void, Night persons bring forth new solutions and artistic inspiration. Night’s voyages of dreams build confidence and happiness with a sense of well being. If night does not bravely journey into the void they may find themselves wandering the darkness of self doubt and insecurity.
Cherokee, Hearth/O’YA: Hearth’s symbol is the fire pit in the Center, velvet black as the night. The triangle in Orion. The M42 nebula (home of the Central race from the WingMakers) in the center of the triangle of Orion is the fire in the Hearth, also matching the Mayan. The Hearth is the Torchbearer who holds the light and warmth throughout the night.
[Text in italics was the primary source of inspiration for my journal. These are the sources that started my journey and they are the reference for interpretation each day. By providing the original text, I hope to offer a way to see what inspired my thoughts and by including all the aspects – allow for something more to inspire you. Mayan descriptions are those written by Ian Lungold. Cherokee descriptions came from multiple sources. Links to sources and other resources of study are offered on the Daykeeper Resources Page. ~Debra]