Spirit in Blue- Where I came from

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I awake to find myself under infinite blue light. One moment I find myself stuck between multiple realities, sitting under a tree, to now this. 

I feel no pain, no worry, no sorrow, no fear, no anger, nothing. No… not nothing. Instead I feel ‘complete’. I feel whole, like as if everything that I had ever wanted or needed was with me right now.

I felt infinite joy; a wave of pure light consumed me and now I find myself in this beautiful, beautiful light; the same light that consumed me.

I no longer had a physical form; no longer bound to the earth where I once stood. I felt so free, it was liberating. I was right where I needed to be. 

The best part is, all I could feel is love. Infinite love. I wasn’t alone either. No, I felt surrounded by a sea of everything that is and what was; which was with me now.

I didn’t care about the things I would have cared about if I was back upon the earth I stood. Everything felt perfect. 

Just when I thought I was free of commitment, I felt the spirit in blue speak to me again. “It’s time to go dear little one.”

“Wait, no… NO!!! I don’t want to go. Please! No!” I started to feel afraid. I began to cry uncontrollably. I didn’t know what to do.

“There is much work that needs to be done. And you are the biggest part to it. The key.” The voice paused for a moment. “You are safe dear child. No need to worry.”

“I don’t want to go spirit!” I cried out loud.

“You won’t be gone for very long my dear. We need your help.”

“Why me spirit? Why me?”

“You shall see shortly.”

 A great flash of light once again consumed me and once again I found myself sitting on the gnarled roots of the glowing tree. I looked up and found that the orb that was once the spirit in blue took on a different form. 

This orb now had eyes and a small shimmery halo above its head. 

“Are you still the-” The cute little creature nodded its head and started to float around me. I looked at it in amazement. In all my years I have never seen something so unique in my entire life!

“Let’s go!” the little orb enthusiastically squeaked, grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, and carried me off the grown. Here we go again!

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The Beginning

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Grave Dancer (Companion)

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Many moons ago, a young woman and her pet wandered on the path of lost and found. Lost souls wandered on these paths during troubled times, hoping to find the answers they are looking for. These passerbys would see the woman and her pet together hand and hand. However, every passerby noticed something off about the woman and the dog. Both beings glowed a translucent blue and seemed to be walking on air. Their feet touched the ground, but only just. Some have claimed to see orbs or perhaps wings on the young girl and her pet.

Whenever a passerby would see them, the pair would be spotted dancing, waltzing, or even skipping. Other times she would pass by, smiling or even say hello and her companion would either bark twice, or walk up to the passerby, expecting to be petted.

The young woman was eventually called the Grave Dancer and her pet the companion. She wasn’t called that for the sake of dancing around gravestones; but for the sake that she would radiate her infinite light during grave times for the lost passerbys. 

It was said that the Grave Dancer and her companion would only show when a passerby is under great distress. If the passerbys considered taking their own lives, she would be there. If the passerbys had a loved one who was in critical condition or perhaps on their death bed, she would be there. If the passerbys were lost, she would be there to help guide them in the right direction.

No one really knows where the Grave Dancer and her companion came from, or why she does what she does. Some claim that maybe she’s an earth angel, or some sort of spirit guide. Regardless, she has saved many lives, lifted spirits of the broken, and helped sooth the mourning with her dance.

Today she can still be spotted dancing with her companion from time to time. If you feel lost, defeated, heartbroken, or even wanting to give up, follow the road. The Grave Dancer and her companion will help you find the way.

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Infinite Waltz

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 Birthed under the same sun.

We dance.

Like the sun, our love shines;

even during the darkest of times.

Nothing can stop us.

We shine through the darkness.

Nothing can break us.

We sing.

Like our love, our waltz is endless.

Time is endless.

Our burning passion for one another will never cease.

We make love.

We are love.

Unbreakable, unstoppable, unfathomable, infinite.

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It’s Not Over

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Loss doesn’t mean the end of everything.

It’s only the beginning.

Forget the walls we’ve built and watch them crumble.

Every death leads to a new life.

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My Prayer for the Lost Souls

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Dear lost souls who roam day and night;

I’m here to guide you with my eternal light.

It is time to break the chains that bound you to this plane;

 It is time to return to the source from whence we came.

Just know that you are not alone.

The cause to suffering is something I refuse to condone.

But, it’s time to let go of the pain you carry in your heart.

We will put all of the pieces back together; the same pieces that were torn apart.

Follow the light of the angels for they know the way.

Regardless of whatever happens, everything will be okay.

Follow the path that sparkles with light.

Once you reach the end, you’ll no longer have to roam by day and night.

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Lost Monument

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I lost myself in the winds of thoughts and relentless change.

The changes of death surround me every single day.

I weep, cry, and pray for the souls who have lost their way.

How will they find the light that will lead them back home?

God, please help guide them to the great gardens above.

Bring them to the endless rainbows that shine for an eternity.

Clear their hearts of pain and ignite their souls with your eternal warmth.

Once the winds of thoughts and relentless change stops, people will forget.

People forget about the souls who lives were taken during the massive winds.

People forget about the ones who weep, cry, and pray for the lost souls.

Their warmth disappears like the flame of a candle blown out by a careless breeze.

Where has the gentle warmth from the millions gone off to?

The fibers of my heart pull, tear, and ache for the dead.

You can’t hear the dead if the flame to your eternal candle has been put out.

The monument that was created with unity and love has been lost.

Let’s rebuild the lost monument.

Return the lost souls.

Bring them home.

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The Story of the Bird Under the Shade

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The story of the bird under the shade goes something like this:

The bird under the shade exists for a reason, but the bird knows not that reason.

He stays underneath the tree where the cool shade resides. 

Safe from all harm, protected from the weather, a perfect spot for safety and comfort.

He kept the shade all to himself and rarely shared it with anyone else, fearing others would steal his shade. He never wanted to leave the shade for he feared that he would risk his own life. 

So he kept himself sheltered from anything that could ever go wrong.

When he welcomed other birds to accompany him in his shade, they would only stay for a short while. The ones who continued to be companions with the bird would often come and go.

The new birds who came into his life showed him there was more beyond this one tree. Warm sunlight, gentle breeze, sweet sights, enticing smells, new adventures. 

As intriguing and enticing all of it seemed… things did seem to get stale underneath the shade; nonetheless he wished to stay under the shade.

One bird came along who cared for the bird in the shade. Both birds cared for one another greatly and wanted to go do great things. The new bird tried to show him all of the great things beyond the tree he stayed under. 

But unfortunately, it didn’t matter if there was anything better out there for him and he pushed the bird who cared so much for him away. 

The bird who cared for the bird under the tree felt unhappy and knew it was time to go. He made it clear that he lived a life in fear, and couldn’t let it go.

The caring bird, heartbroken, flew off into the distance. She perched herself on a branch, brushed off her wings, and flew high into the sky, seeking new adventures and the happiness that follows.  

The bird under the shadow still remains under his tree. Regardless of if he moves to different trees or not is all up to him. Even if he does try to move beyond the tree, he will always stay under the shade he keeps with him. And with the shade, comes a lack of understanding the purpose that this bird holds within its feathers.

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