As I watched the letters fall apart and come together, I experienced deep joy beyond any words. I can only describe it as spiritual joy. Deep, deep inside of me, I touched an area of consciousness that revealed a spiritual truth: when structure breaks down, a new light, a new world will emerge.
Being on the new ice floe, in the land of an emerging newness, brought up a picture in me—a picture of an arched bridge. The arch was steep and you couldn’t see over the crest. Unless you climbed up to the crest, you couldn’t see or know what was on the other side. No one could claim this clarity or say what life was like on the other side until they had done so.
There is something beautiful about this bridge, and crossing it can be an adventure filled with wonder and exciting encounters. What I found was again something beyond words. I found the land of my soul expressed in and through my body.
Ever since I crossed the bridge, I am experiencing something I have never experienced before. I will use some words from a friend in the New Equations Soultyping Program: Why should the sky be the limit? This is what I am experiencing: an ever-expanding limitless joy and growth of consciousness.
Betty’s Grandson, Leon
Looking into the eyes of a newborn might be the bridge for some people, and for others the bridge may be a piece of music or the colors of a setting sun. In a bigger picture, perhaps the situation we are in globally at the moment will be the bridge.
Although it was an unusual way to be together, the energy was peaceful while the women waited their turn, chatting a little. A middle-aged man parked his car next to the line. The peacefulness was interrupted when he jumped out of his car and made comments that ridiculed the situation. He looked for support, but in vain. The women just stood there, not moving, not paying any attention to him or talking to him. They simply remained in their strong, peaceful strength. Without judgment or accusation, they held this beautiful connected energy within a silent space of relationship.
I witnessed the man looking around, perplexed, and not knowing what to do. Things were not normal anymore—he had entered a world of caring love, which made him humbly take his place in the queue.
The strong relationship founded by these women, containing love, compassion and responsibility, moved the old energy—I might say of domination—out of this energy field. With no words. With no force. Old structure was not possible.
This female relationship, just around the corner from my house, in my little village, created a bridge to the new ice floe.
Something else I found in the land of my soul: it’s easier for me to succeed than to fail! 😊
See you all and take good care,