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Sunday, May 19, 2013

Gillian MacBeth-Louthan : Love Your Mother

 

You enter my womb as I enter yours. You open up portals within me as I open up and experience portals within you. You each represent a part of my life force, a part of my flesh, a part of my heart. You walk within the sacred sound, your soul upon my body as I sing in the very cells of your being. From beyond time known you have adored me, you have wept upon me and for me. From beyond space you have come as a star in the flesh you are a part of my heart.

Awaken the stargate of your own heart. Stop waiting for that perfect day, the perfect mate, that perfect understanding. Do not squander your dreams, your heart, your feelings, and your message. Do not hold onto what inherently screams inside of you, but sing it from the treetops and the mountaintops, and from the very rooms of your soul. Don’t hold tight as you have in the past to the secrets, the messages, the truths for it is now time to partake of all that you have known. Sup upon it and prepare a banquet, a wedding feast as you commit parts of your own soul into marital bliss beyond your human understanding, of heaven and earth.

the light escorts itself into more light and the heart escorts itself into more heart. I the mother dance within each cell of your body and create a union. In that convergence, I will create a threshold, a gate for you. Let my voice enter your heart, as you speak my truth, setting it free from the very stones of earth into the air, setting it free as it has been held hostage in your memory.

As a living being I feel your sadness but you have waited too long to feel me. You fight for the very fluids that run thru my body holding them hostage from one another when all I have is for all of my children. As this fighting continues on all levels I will continue to let you feel my anger as a mother that wants what is good for her children. I will continue to let you feel my present when you think all is perfect in your life. I will continue to push you into understanding the after affects of wastefulness and selfishness as any good mother would do. Listen to me so I do not have to scream any louder above the voice of the masses that plays too loud in my ears. What I do I do because I love you. You spend what you have in abundance on obsolete features of life when those at a different longitude have no roof over their head and cannot feed their children. You may be all from different fathers and different universes but you are all my children and I intend to make this clear. Love your Mother.

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