Message For The (Solstice) Day

Message For The (Solstice) Day

                  or

This Is Where I Came In

                  I

Be aware that

An attitude of gratitude

Will get you a long way

Towards your destination.

                That is to say

to One

Again

                 and knowing

Where you started from

As if for the first time.

                   II

Enough

Of this low-consciousness

                               stuff.

We need real men

And women to take over

Now.

And how.     

                    Here

       at the bottom

Of the barrel - 

             a kingdom

Far, far from home.

                      Time

Waits for no man.

                 Catch up

As you can

Or be left behind.

And that is the order

For the New Day

Dawning.

And that is to say

To make it very clear:

       for humanity

As a whole.

While some sleep

Still.

               III

If you are going

    to accompany me

Back

From your adventures in seeming

Separation -

                      to say

In duality 

                 which is impossible; 

                 since all

is One - 

               you are going

To have to clean up your act

First. 

I'll cut you some slack, but

Only if your intentions

Were honorable

      and somehow

Went wrong.  As these things 

            sometimes do.

                           If not

You will have to learn from

Your mistakes - 

        like everyone else 

        (for that is

   after all, the name

          of the game) - 

                         and wait 

                  to earn

Your turn.

And just who am i

Honestly

To say this?

To admit it

Finally                                                  

 (and to my lower self as well

after years of denial -

'Oh no.  I can't be that.   

              Take that cup

From me.  Please!'1  - 

                      but it got

Teased out me

Lately, with my inability

To deny it any longer

With too much suffering

And corruption going on,

                    causing me                            

Too much anger

And anguish

             with the result

Of my wishing for that passing

                   of the cup

                   of responsibility

Any longer.  (Did I vote

For this???!!!)):        

                             I am

Your Elder Brother.2

And what I say

Goes.

For I operate

From Spirit

And its qualities

And consequences
        absolutely. 

Not relative standards

              of living.

Been there.  Done that.

                  It's time

For something new:

                   living

To and from our highest.

                      Not

Our lowest.

Really: Could it get any worse

Than this?…

Possibly.  But let's not try

That timeline.

We have some help

On the one we're on

Now.  Let's not look

              a gift horse 

In the mouth

                 but ride it

To our completion

In - as I say -

Seeming separation.

--

It's been a long and lonely road

                without the company

Of our peers

In incarnation. 

                           But

We're here.  It's time

                   and Time

To celebrate.

For believe me

Thing could be

Worse

           when souls 

Take it upon themselves

To act like gods -

                             the ones

               they sense

In themselves; in their

         potential  -

And just don't have a clue

As to how it all works.

Force - unlike Love;

    the soft kid glove 

    that fits so well 

When you come from above -

Will get you nowhere

Except into trouble -

And all those around you -

As you play with fire

Like Prometheus

      earning

      everyone's

      ire.

Live.

Give.

And learn.

And that's the lesson

For today; when

Time is up

Anyway.

  ---

1 Which 'Savior' bit turns out

To be a misnomer; a play

On astrotheological themes.

                        There was

                         no 'Jesus'

As those in our day

And time, and in the years

In between, got to 'know' him.

                             Try

King Izas-Monobazus

If you please.  

(Of Edessa.  Who ended up

                    in exile

In England - while

The world moved on,

                   unfolded

In the Middle East pageantry

Of the display of religions

Triggered by Saul of Tarsus; or was it 

Josephus? - and became

                known to us

As King Arthur 

         (or Atur-tii; meaning

of Egypt).  But that's

All another story.  To be told

At the right time; or at least

In good time.)

2 Fooled you

A bit there, didn't I;

                   even

With the telltale footprint

Just ahead in the sand.

                                And

Living amongst you

                 quietly

All these years
                  being
           simply
A man.
               Gee whiz.

Seventy-nine of them.

Count them.

I have.

Many times; 

waiting;

              learning

To adapt

To your ways

To communicate

With you

And myself too;

being bewildered

                     until

A breakthrough came

At least for me

When I finally got

That it was up to me

Not 'them' -

                      to say

       fundamentally:

                   to do 

What I could

       and the rest

Was up to others

                   to do 

What they could, too

In the same spirit
(of 'Do not wait
               but Be
that which you would wish there
to be'.  And thus strike
a resonance, call
It in.  You will get
s response
naturally
on the inner.
         Which is where
things all come from
anyway).

With help, of course,

From above.

But with the principle

                of free will 

Operating, the onus

Was on us.

So I have done 'what I could'

And have been left

Wondering

What in heaven's name

Was going on

That we were not

Making more headway;

           doing 'it' -

                            what

We came here to do.  

           Or at least

I.

And the I in us;

        raising us

To the next level.

And the one after that.

And the one after that.

             For our return

Home

Again.

…but in the meantime;

              further on

The Way: