Stargate

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© Dakota Cash 2011

Many people in the esoteric and native cultural worlds believe the date 11.11.11 was just the beginning of the wild ride we are on. They say a great influx of celestial energy is being infused into humanity, for the purpose of encouraging us, as a species, toward spiritual enlightenment.  They believe this was a time when, in the midst of all our planetary trevails, a special grace was  bestowed on us, so that all the energies we focus on transcending our follies and embracing our heart-strengths can be magnified a hundred-fold.

 

In hopes that this is true, I’d like to offer you a poem I ran across a while ago that seems so gently full of hope that I think it may be just the ticket to help us believe we are capable of such transformation.  Oddly, the poet requests that her name not be attached to it in attribution, so I’m abiding by her wishes, reluctantly.  I hope her lovely words mean as much to you as they do to me.

Sometimes 

 

Sometimes things don’t go, after all,
from bad to worse.  Some years, muscadel
faces down frost; green thrives; the crops don’t fail.

Sometimes a man aims high, and all goes well.  

A people sometimes will step back from war,
elect an honest man, decide they care
enough, that they can’t leave some stranger poor.

Some men become what they were born for.

Sometimes our best intentions do not go
amiss; sometimes we do as we meant to.

The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen; may it happen for you.

 

© Cathy Cash Spellman/Wild Harp & Co. 2011

Posted on November 11th 2011 in Metaphysics, The Philosopher’s Teacup

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