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By Leona Thomas
Dust rises like smoke – drifting, disbursing, gone. Now you would never know it was there. In a few days time, if the wind blows the right way, somebody up a mountain in Tanzania will take a deep breath. They’ll inhale and say, “Ah, they’re drilling in Croix-Daurade again. I smell it here today. Blessings brothers, I hope it all goes well for you! And they will sigh.
And the wind will carry that sigh to someone in a village in China who will sniff the air and whisper, “I sense your body is off balance. You have aches and pains. You should rest more. And eat more vegetables!” And that lady will laugh so loudly that she startles the nearby crows and they will rise as one, into the air, heading to the hills for peace and quiet. They will start a ripple through the air with their sudden mass migration.
Two days later a Maori in New Zealand will be walking through the bush when he will stop mid-stride and exclaim, “Why, that silly old fool has startled the crows again! It must be Thursday. She always sets them off on a Thursday. I wonder what’s different about Thursday?” And he’ll resume his walk in silence.
And the wind will keep blowing, moving onwards on its journey and, as it passes back through India, a sage on a mountaintop will smile and go to prayer pose, to Namaste, for the peacefulness carried on the wind.
And the wind will keep blowing, through the villages it will go. The women working down at the riverside will all stop their slaving, laying down the stones and the clothes. They’ll stand up and stretch out the stiffness in their backs and their joints will creak. And that peacefulness will fall upon them. They will say nothing but their eyes will meet and exhaustion will be mirrored there. They will take in the nourishment of the Namaste, standing straight and tall to allow for maximum integration. And then, as one, they will resume their washing duties – all chatter now dying away. Only the sound of the river will remain.
“I am magnificent!” it will triumphantly roar. “I am amazing! Look how fast I flow! See how I move? How amazing am I?!”
And the wind will keep blowing...
In another country a man will be in his tower preparing to call his folk to prayers when the river’s bragging will tickle his ears. “Goodness me! That river really is pleased with himself! That’s the third time this week I’ve heard him singing God’s praises. I shall sing with him today. Allah be praised!”
The man on the camel in the desert for the second day without water will hear the songs of magnificence – the prayers to Allah and the echo of the proud river – and he will feel his throat relax, somehow revived by the music in the air, by that melody of life. And as he gulps in great lungfuls of cool fresh air the wind will collect his grateful smile and will go on its way.
A mother in the forests of Russia will feel the arid heat wash over her and will fall to her knees in prayer, “Dear Lord, thank you for keeping my brother safe in the desert.” She will walk to a nearby river and drink deeply, saying, “Dear Lord, as I drink this water may all humans everywhere have their thirst quenched.” A moan will start up on the wind. And the wind will keep blowing, picking up speed, and it will split off and run in all directions.
“I have a prayer for you” it will say as it rushes through the plains of Siberia and Mongolia. “I have a prayer for you” it will say as it climbs and soars over the Alps in Europe.
Everywhere the people will stop what they are doing, just for a few moments. A child will ask, “Mummy, what is that?” And the mother will answer, “I don’t know.” The older brother will say, “I know what it is! That is the sound of love, a prayer on the breeze, travelling around the world, kissing each of us with the love from heaven and giving us a hug.” The mother will turn to look at this boy and retort, “Don’t be ridiculous! Get on with your homework and don’t talk such nonsense!” But the boy will smile and whisper softly to himself, “Oh, thank you to the kind one who has prayed for me. I was feeling so thirsty inside but now I feel full. Thank you. I can go on now. Thank you...”
The wind will scoop up his gratitude and take it to all the places on the earth and humans everywhere will cry up to the skies, “Me too!” “I feel it too!” And, even though they can see nothing, they will know something important is upon them.
As the wind picks up speed some people will notice they can see sparkling colours in the air. “Look!” they will exclaim, and babies will gurgle and clap their pudgy little hands in delight. Dogs will start running and chasing the colours and the birds will begin to sing. Soon there will be a wave of birdsong following the wind around the world, the chorus rising to a crescendo, racing over the mountains and on over the deserts and the oceans.
Fishermen off the coast of Alaska will wonder if it is the sound of mermaids, a siren song, calling them to their doom, for it is the sweetest sound human ears will ever hear.
And the wind will keep blowing. It will carry the sound of the birds’ jubilation and it will carry a warmth that has nothing to do with the rays of the sun...
Each man, woman and child will be touched deep in the heart by this miracle of love, this celebration of life. Soldiers will lay down their weapons. Husbands will stop in the midst of shouting back at their wives.
As the wind circles the planet it will loop in glorious new weave so many beautiful strands of light. And all humanity will just stop. They will stop rushing. They will stop running. They will get up from computers and televisions and come outside to see what is happening.
“Oh dear God!” a fearfully religious man in deepest Texas will say. “It’s the end of the world. Armageddon is here!” He will mark the sign of the cross before him and fall to his knees, his eyes tightly closed, bracing himself for the death strike. But all he will feel is a tender kiss. The breeze will seem to whisper “I love you” and the air will fill with the sound of angels singing. “What IS this?” he will ask in wonder...
And the wind will keep blowing, spiralling around the planet weaving grace and love, balance and peace, and sparkling light everywhere.
The Maori in New Zealand will laugh out loud. “It has started!” he will exclaim. And he will dance. His feet will beat a new rhythm and all of life will be transformed.
In another galaxy far away, a message will go out throughout their world:
“Planet Earth is alive in Love. A huge celebration is rocking the planet. At last they have come to their senses. What a wonderful day this is!”
And the wind will keep blowing - racing through back streets, around Temples and Churches, through forests and jungles, over rivers and oceans, hills and mountains. Round and round it will go, delivering its blessings far and wide to anyone who can breathe them in. “I am life!” it will whisper. “I am love.”
And the wind will keep blowing...
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By Leona Thomas
So many songs have been written about love. Instinctively we know the truth of The Power of Love. Yet most of us miss the point, and hence the power, because of our cultural and family experiences. From an early age, most children are typically shown that if they do something wrong the love is withdrawn. They are ignored or punished. When they are being good they are showered with praise. The love flows again. Because of this early training many of us have confused love with approval. We instinctively copy that early template.
What would happen if we reverted to our original template? The one we came in with. The one we brought with us as we birthed our new body… If we truly remembered the original love template we would light up this world one heart at a time.
Humans talk a lot about Unconditional Love although few have practiced it. It is easy to love somebody who is sweet and well-behaved. Now, can you love one who just murdered your child?
Contrary to popular opinion, Divine Love is not Unconditional Love. This is an oxymoron. Divine Love just is. There has not, and never will be, any condition vile enough to cause that Love to waver.
Even Adolf Hitler was loved and adored by the Company of Heaven. He had guides and angels with him and he did listen. When he died he went to Heaven. This is a simplified version, of course, but it is Truth nevertheless. And the gift that Adolf Hitler brought to humanity, should they choose to look past the details of his behavior and actions in that lifetime, provides perhaps the greatest teaching of all.
In 2011 I was on a visit to my old home town of Ipswich, in England, when I was inspired to attend the Sunday service at the Quaker Meeting House. We all made our way into the main Meeting Room and the service began. It started like any other. I had been to this place 3 times in 2005 so I was aware of the routine. The Quakers believe that we do not need a Minister or a Priest to talk with God. They sit in silence for one hour and, if they feel guided, they stand up and speak. I always sat listening in silence.
However, I soon discovered this was not to be an ordinary Meeting! The silence was first broken by a man talking about Adolf Hitler. He ended with one sentence about the love of Jesus and then sat down. I remember thinking, ‘Oh no! He stopped too soon. He didn't bring the whole message through!’
Soon after, the silence was broken again. The next man began talking of Adolf Hitler and Josef Stalin! He also ended with just one sentence about the love of Jesus. Again, I knew he had not brought the whole message through. He, too, had stopped too soon.
The energy continued clockwise around the circle, coming closer to me. A third man spoke two sentences and sat down.
A woman near to me yelled at the top of her voice, "I don't want this Meeting to be about Adolf Hitler! I want this Meeting to be about Jesus!" She sat down. The silence was deafening.
After a while I noticed I could hear my heartbeat and it was loud and fast. I felt peaceful but had no idea what was happening. I soon found out. The Divine wanted me to speak!
I stood and, with my eyes still closed, I allowed Spirit to speak through me. Because they were not my words I cannot repeat them exactly but I do recall the message:
Jesus is as alive today as he was 2000 years ago. And Jesus forgives everybody - although technically he doesn't need to forgive anyone because he never stops loving them and never judges anybody.
Jesus forgives Adolf Hitler for all that he did. And this should bring very great comfort to you all.
Because if Adolf Hitler is forgiven for his actions then you can know that whatever it is that you think you have done that is so unforgivable - whatever that is, it cannot compare to the terrible things that Adolf Hitler did...
As I sat down and the silence softly landed I could hear my heartbeat hammering in my chest. I remember thinking, 'please don't let anybody else stand up now. Just sit with the message!' Thankfully the silence continued to the end of the Meeting. Later, over coffee downstairs, one man told me he believed the Spirit of God had definitely spoken through me that day.
He was right, of course. We all recognize Truth when we hear it.
Is humanity ready to see Adolf Hitler as a gift? Probably not. I met a Born Again Christian in England who decided that if Adolf Hitler went to Heaven he didn't want to go there when he died!
Judgment clouds our eyes, the gift obscured. Adolf Hitler was loved throughout his life by the Company of Heaven. We all are! That love is not withdrawn when we make our choices - no matter what we learned growing up. Adolf Hitler was welcomed in Heaven like the Prodigal Son. And no matter what you say or do in your life you also will be received in Heaven with Jubilation and Celebration!
Let us pause for a moment to really absorb that information.
There is no Divine punishment. That is merely a projection of human consciousness onto God. We are all loved and if we could let ourselves receive it, feel it, believe it and understand that it is absolute, then we would finally unlock the Kingdom of Heaven here on Earth.
You can fight against those you disagree with. You can push against politicians who make choices you don’t approve of. But in so doing you set up an energy that keeps you both locked into that position. The greatest power is Love. If you can remember it is not approval and just hold the space of Love for those you disapprove of, you will enable them to come into alignment with their own Divinity and thus allow the greater possibility of a new choice or a higher consciousness to be born!
Maybe we should listen more closely to some of the iconic songs. The Beatles knew what they were saying - All We Need Is Love. But not from the small part of us. It is time for us to step up into the Greatness of all that we are and shine that Divine Love through every cell of our body and allow the people around us to choose as they wish. It is time for us to know and trust in the true Power of Love – that it creates the perfect environment for soul driven change when the time is right...
Love really is all we need. When we love so strongly and we shine so brightly that others have the possibility of new choices then a shift of consciousness becomes possible - not through coercion or even through teachings - but through the perfect Divine environment that allows each individual to better hear their own inner calling, that inner voice of their own sweet soul.
All We Need Is Love.
Truly, Love Is All We Need!
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