Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Naturally Small. Spiritually Gigantic.

Seen today:

An egg. Small. Brown. With a face painted on it. Scrolling through web images. Looking for one that made sense with the message I wanted to bring.

As I was scrolling through images, I was listening to a "channeled" conversation with the Universe from last night. I recorded it, as directed. As I was scrolling away, my eyes caught sight of the eggs and my voice from a monologue I don't fully remember said, "there is, was, and will be egg on [their] face."

It was done. I had found my picture.

Eggs laughing, and eggs crying. Eggs sulking. But not a single egg dying.

Eggs are a symbol of birth, rebirth, and life. Sometimes rebirth comes in the form of joyful, thrill-ful, excitement. Smiles. Laughter. Noise. But sometimes it comes through silent tears. Sadness. Dimness. Sometimes rebirth happens at the moment of death.

I have cried a lot in these past few months. I have felt hollow and unfulfilled.

Do you know what has the power to fill me? The Universe showing me a picture of a smiling egg that captures my thoughts perfectly, just as it whispers to me that "there is egg... on [their] face."

And not the egg of disgrace or misalignment, but the egg of human emotion, the egg of stumbles and falls, the egg of knowledge, the egg of a few good mistakes.

I have to believe when this happens- Synchronistic moments that show me that the whole world is on my side.

I have to hold to this commitment to share the world of creation and justice that is just waiting to unfold with all of you.

Because Spirit asked me to write, and the World of Spirit is full of useful jokes and visual puns, and just like Sesame Street every funny statement teaches us something about our world and ourselves.

Here are the eggs and the message that comes with them:

For every tear you cry, one seed of compassion is planted.

For every smile you let loose, one ounce of trust and friendship is produced. 

And for every sigh of relief that you exhale to the wind, one bucket of rain water is released to wash away all of your doubts and fears.

Cry more, so that you may grow in compassion.

Smile more, so that you may be surrounded by loved ones.

And let go and sigh more, so that your faith in humanity and the beauty of creation and fate can be restored.

Photo By: Shula @ Poppalina.typepad.com

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