History Repeats Itself for a Higher Purpose
Greetings Beloved Kin,
The Meaning of Time remains the same. Though, history repeats itself to serve a Higher Purpose. It’s easier to see by the Times that are Sacred for the memories that are hardest to forget.
In the 1st Season of our Life, Christmas was a Time of unexpected surprises by traditions we never experienced before. By the Time we were 8, we realized that Santa wasn’t the Truth. We became co-creators of the illusion as the means for Santa to come once more to fulfill a meaning of Time that we wished could carry on. As long as we pretended to believe, there was Faith that “Santa” would still come through.
When we reach maturity the Meaning of Time holds another purpose, when we realize that for “Santa” to live again, we have to become the One who creates the Miracle overnight. The Meaning is the same for the experience we hope to share. The Purpose changes our experience when we bear the burden of the Possibility. The Dream becomes our “nightmare” for the potential disappointment if we are incapable to satisfy the expectations of One who still believes in Miracles. “Santa” doesn’t come without another generation who is invested in taking his place. The purpose changes again when we become the Grandfathers and Grandmothers. When we are no longer the co-creator, the experience turns to the Reality of how well our Sacred Family Traditions carried on.
On August 18th Spaceweather.com reported on the anomaly of Orange Auroras. They have since received this striking display from Minnesota. When I see auroras like this, I can’t help but imagine when they were seen by our ancestors, before the wisdom of astronomy.
