Circle of Love

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This will not be accepted by all, and many will ridicule it, but worrying about what people think of me is pretty low on my list of priorities right now.

For those of you who, like me, find it hard to comprehend and accept all that is happening in our country and world, I offer you my experience of last night.

I tossed and turned, but sleep was impossible, knowing that our country was in crisis. The fears began to overtake me, so I called out to Divine Mother, asking her to please help me.

I then had a vision of myself rising above the earth into the night and She showed me an enormous circle of light in the sky. As I got closer, I realized it was a circle of millions and millions of people, all radiating light and holding their hands toward the center. I felt these people were our authentic selves in our soul bodies, emitting the love and light that is our true essence. Everyone was in their own preferred group of worship. Monks were grouped here, Jews there, Muslims there, Christians…so many souls were joining in this circle of love, united in the desire to blanket our country and the earth with love. Some were singing their prayers, some were dancing, some were silently uniting their hearts. As the circle got smaller as it came toward the center, there were Native American elders, chanting and drumming and circling around the Seraphim angels, who were in the center where the circle was the smallest. There was an opening at their feet that shot the light down, like the cone of a tornado. This cone of love and light was going down directly into Washington DC and was so bright you couldn’t see anything but this immense light. As it came to earth and hit DC, it then spread all across the US, blanketing it in this love and light. From there, it expanded to the world.

I then felt her encourage me to join the group I was most comfortable with, so I did. As I did I could feel my heart physically expanding in my chest as it filled with love. Not in my vision, but here on earth. I could literally feel it. I could feel the power in this unity and love, and that this was the most important thing we could be doing at this time.

I was awake most of the night, joining them in showering DC with this love and light. I felt very strongly that this was not something I was imagining, but was truly happening on a level we can’t see with our eyes.

This is not just a crisis in our country and world, but a pivotal point in humanity’s evolution. Beings from all plains of existence, from heaven and earth and beyond are uniting to aid in turning humanity away from fear and division, back to the love and unity we were created in.

I share this because She asked me to, but also as an offering for those of you who, like me, sometimes feel overwhelmed with the fear and hatred that’s confronting us. When you are feeling hopeless and afraid, I urge you to close your eyes and join the circle of love in the sky. I promise it will ease your heart. It also releases the feelings of helplessness, as we are remembering the immense power of love, which is the most powerful force in the universe.

There are things we will be called to do, and some of them will require physical action on this earth. Love does not mean quiet supplication but sometimes requires us to speak up and take action.

We are not alone. We have never been alone. The entire universe is uniting and coming to aid us in this evolution, and we all must play our part.

Regardless of your physical abilities or limitations, when you are feeling helpless and afraid you can do the most powerful thing you can do to aid in love’s triumph, by joining the circle of love in the sky.

The People I Love

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I’m writing this after a restless night, the result of an image I saw before going to bed. I’ve seen many of the horrific abuses being done to our immigrant brothers and sisters, but this one left me speechless.

Two men in uniform are smashing the driver’s side window of a car as they are grabbing a woman behind the wheel, who looks to be in her forties or fifties. She’s speaking Spanish to the woman who is crying and filming from the passenger seat as these men bark at her and drag her out of the car. I saw this image shortly after I watched a commercial where a government representative told all illegal immigrants to leave our country or face the consequences.

Like you, I spend many days asking how this can possibly be America. How did we allow this to happen?

These questions trouble me in ways so deep it’s sometimes hard to carry on with normal life.

But I think the most difficult thing I’m wrestling with is all the people I’ve known and loved my entire life who not only voted for this but are cheering on these horrors being inflicted on our fellow human beings.

These are people who’ve been there for me throughout my life, who I’ve laughed and cried with. These are the people who I believed would be by my side until I left this earth, but I’ve not spoken to any of them since the inauguration and these horrors began to unfold.

It’s not because I no longer love them. It’s because I’m no longer certain that we hold common ground. It’s because I find it hard to laugh and joke with them knowing what is happening is something they support.

If you’d have asked me I would have told  you that they are all good and kind people and would never celebrate harm being inflicted on others.

But the fact that they would vote for this hateful, vindictive man, let alone applaud these violent and abusive actions has left me wondering. Can you be a good and kind person and still celebrate violence inflicted on others? It’s something I’m trying to understand. I’m trying to understand how many of them sit in those pews every Sunday and sing praises for Jesus, while supporting the suffering and abuse of our brothers and sisters.

I know you cannot hate others without being filled with hate yourself. I know you cannot cause harm to others unless you are someone causing harm to yourself. I know these hateful words and actions come from a lack of love within, but it is still hard to process. I have compassion for their inner pain but cannot accept their need to inflict it on others.

Loving them is not in question. My love for them has not lessened. But I’m also seeing that loving someone and accepting their actions don’t always coincide.

Hating them is not an option. How can I rail against the hatred that has taken over our country while adding more hatred to it? No, I don’t hate them at all.

I have known tragedy and heartbreak in my life, but this is one I’ve never faced before.  This has upended the foundation I built my life on. I am grateful to have a firm belief system founded in a spiritual path void of traditional religious beliefs, but it is still challenging to ingest all that is happening. Some days I have to unplug from all of it and get very quiet. Going within and connecting with whatever it is that created all of us. It’s the only way I’ve found that is helping me survive this insanity.

My greatest hope is that they’re so insulated in their bubbles of propaganda that they are  oblivious to what’s actually happening. That the selective news they watch is feeding them only what they choose to hear and not the truth of the pain and destruction raining down on the world as a result of their choice, and that when they realize the truth they will withdraw their support.

I have no delusions of an immediate ‘kumbaya’ revival. Figuring out what takes over a person that allows them to be indifferent to the suffering of others is beyond my pay grade.

But I know the human heart, and I know it was built for love, compassion and support. This is evident whenever tragedy strikes. I always think of 9/11 and the stories we heard that resulted from it. How people not only helped each other regardless of the color of their skin, but gave their lives so others could live.

Whoever or whatever created us all implanted in us an innate need to be kind and compassionate. To aid each other and cooperate with each other.

How so many got so far off this path is not something I can fully explain or comprehend.

But I do know deep in my bones that love is the most powerful force in the universe, and it may be delayed, but it is never denied.

So, I continue to love those I’ve always loved, even if it’s from a distance. And I pray that one day they will remember who they really are and walk away from the hatred and division, and remember that love is their compass, and follow it.