It feels like the time is close.
We are on an island. The volcano has erupted. The lava is flowing. Soon we will all have to leave. Only two ships are available to evacuate us. There is plenty of room on each ship for all of us, but we have to choose.
Once we choose our ship, and it sets sail, we will not be able to simply jump to the other ship. We’ll be stuck with the group we chose to align with unless we’re willing to cross the divide.
People will still be able to wake up, but if they do, and they’re on the wrong ship, they’ll have a harder time of it.
Some of us have chosen our ship long ago, but we’ve been waiting to board. We’ve hoped and labored, trying to wake up some companions to convince them to come with us.
I think the bells are about to toll…then the horns will blow. Both ships are nearly ready to sail.
I still wonder how individual karma will play along side collective karma. Some have made risky decisions, and have so far gotten away with it.
I feel like a new phase is about to begin, but I am not sure what it will be like.
I think I am ready. I think I can let the last ones go now. They have made their positions clear.
My mystical experiences have shown me what comes after this life. My trust is so strong, I do not worry about any of us. It is the journey before then that can get rough.
To my way of thinking, it is all in the choosing. That is a purpose we all have here.
Clearly, some choices do make huge differences in the path of our lives. Most often, we have time to choose again. When I have fallen short in decisions I’ve made, I have not only been able to correct them, but I have reaped far better results than I knew were even available to me at the start. We do learn from our mistakes.
I never tell people to chose what I have chosen, I simply tell them to listen. See with your eyes, hear with your ears, and also listen with your intuition.
Hi David, have you read Journey of the Souls (Newton)? Your post reminds me of it. In the end, we don't die - we just continue learning. ❤️