Showing posts with label senses activated. Show all posts
Showing posts with label senses activated. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 20, 2025

As We Wander

As We Wander

By Gillian MacBeth-Louthan

Posted on May 20, 2025

 


 

As we wander resolutely through this Earth Experience we come to a conjunction of self and soul that asks us to look Beyond and beneath what we can perceive; to see over the next roadblock and walk into the imperceptible with all of our earthly (and Spidey) senses activated.

We are so much like a free floating iceberg; just a tiny little piece of us shows above the fords, the rest of us is hidden in deep awareness below the eternal emotional water line. Just like an iceberg sometimes we can seem cold-shouldered in our ‘mightier than thou principles’, but what lies below the structure of our frozen fears is yet to be defrosted and seen in a new light. This summer will be like a scene from dairy queen, ‘What is Frozen in Time’ begins to thaw at a measured pace that reveals what needs to be realized.

None of us want to melt under the spot-light in these times of molten change; like an ice-sculptor we try hard to bring forth the beauty of what is frozen and hidden in self & time. What lies just below the surface is often Icy and human of creation. Think about the very vibration of ice water that has been frozen in time. The continuity of its frozen geometry can reveal so much as all old earth emotions defrost. We all have an internal freezer full if ice-burned emotional left-overs; We hide well within self, within words, and within our non-actions.

As we move forward thru the solstice and midsummer’s eve we remove the mantles that have covered us thru time. The deserts of time blanket all of us in an invisible Mirage that kicks up its Las Vegas Heels. What we once thought to be impossible has actually already come into performance but like a mirage it is watery and fluid, and hesitant of disclosure. We may not be able to touch the outcomes as of now but those molecular’ summer days of solidification’ march forth.

The salty tears of the past are exactly the same as the holy sacred waters of the womb. The waters of conception and the Seas of Time come together and flow as Mothers Milk calling to her young. What was once frozen in time finally melts revealing its many layers. A big ‘reveal’ comes shining like a white knight on a sunny summers day, mirroring all facets of who we are destined to become. Earth asks you to see through the lenses of your heart in circumstance, matter, and time without its cloaking.

 

Gillian MacBeth-Louthan