Love Lent

Michael

While I Wait
 
While the truth walks slowly, I wait
Watching life pass, go on with grace
Incompetence rewards the fake
Integrity a forlornly trace
 
While dreams are born, for mine, I wait
Patience a virtue most displace
Confused of by the greed they bait
Takers receive a givers waste
 
While lust is calling, love I wait
The kind that isn’t in a race
She’ll walk through as I hold the gate
While I wait I pray just in case.
 
Facepoet by Michael Hodder
 
Alrighty then… So we’ve learned and unlearned as the student. Are you ready to do it all over again but this time as both student and teacher? It’s like watching a car crash sometimes, we now know with the glory of hindsight and experience, but we also now know the importance of allowing free will to eventuate. Our job as awakened love lenders is to soften the before mentioned inevitable falls whether “I told you so” or not is applicable in prevention of such a scenario.
 
Throughout this phase of unconditional love we continue to learn and be amazed by the beauty we receive dependent on how much we lend. Duality has a karmonic way of finding and restoring balances which must be maintained by each of the currencies for our continued existence. Heaven might just exist here on Earth with all three in alignment. Bliss.
 
Can we recreate “Eden”? Or has it been here all along and we are about to repeat history? [Genesis 2:26] Then God said, “Let us make human beings in our image, to be like us. They will reign over the fish in the sea, the birds in the sky, the livestock, all the wild animals that scurry along the ground.”
 
Dependent on your perception and definition of “reign”, I have to pose this question. Are we about to eat of the forbidden fruit all over again? I ask in the sense that “reign” means to govern with love as opposed to ruling with fear and not genetically modify, destroy or extinct via our unsustainable actions and conditioned practices of which greed has conspired. Can we lend ourselves enough love to steer and evolve us not only from God’s wrath but into our beings by our making? Is our destiny truly written or are we yet to harness the real gift and power that was given to us, free will?
 
And what did God mean “to be like us”? Who was he addressing? If we master the three currencies aligning our will with his, will we become of the Divine? My intention is not to force you into any particular thought. My intention is simply to help you discover your own intuition, transcendent of any conditioning or programming limiting your beliefs. For what purpose does your Love, Time and Money serve? Is it unconditionally lent?
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