"I'm Not Lying Mom, I Promise"

From the mouth of babes, as the story goes... 

Passed from youth, to the Universe, and then back to me. And now to all of you:

Photo credit: Traditional Latin Mass in Maryland

"Stop," she yelled. "Just stop, Mom. Just stop! Why won't you listen to me? I see something out there. It isn't real, not like you are real, or I am real. But it's better. It sparkles! She speaks quiet and nice, and she smiles at me. She must be an angel. She says, 'I like your hat. I bet it keeps your head warm. Your Mama takes very good care of you. And you take good care of your Mama. She warms your head, and you make sure she has a warm heart.'"

That was the sound of any child's voice. I can tell you for a fact that this particular story came from a little girl in Idaho. She is around three, and understood every word of that message given to her by that sparkly angel. Her mother heard it and thought it sweet, but not life changing, not reality shifting, just sweet, like most things that come out of young children's mouths.

But my loves, my beautiful parents, my brothers and sisters, and aunties and cousins. This REALLY is ground breaking and reality shifting!

• First there is something bigger out there, things that can not be discovered or sensed by those of us shut off and tired to the point of exhaustion.

• Second, three year-olds are still part of that bigger world, and while they are fragile and unexperienced, not aware of the dangers that surround them, they are still able to grasp concepts of love and light and warming one's heart. 

• And third, children's silly, simple, and sweet sayings; insights and prayers are led by wise and true experience that can certainly not be obtained by 3 years of growth on this planet. These beautiful angels are proof that there is wisdom beyond human form and that wisdom is engrained in our DNA; yes, I'm going to go there, wisdom gained from lifetimes before! 

As adults, we want to protect our tiny offspring, the beautiful creatures that symbolize hope, legacy, perfection, and simplicity. Yay for instinct! Protect these darlings. Protect their tiny bodies, and their future journeys. Protect, protect, protect! But my loves, my lights, my inspirations, please do not smother them. Do not discredit them. Do not deny them their own personal connection to Love, to Light, to the Universe. Do not fill them full of your fears, your prejudices, or your images of God.

Instead, help them to remember what they already know. Help them to remember the God that they recently left behind, in order to come and play and learn and grow with you. Help them to remember their journey, their goals, their wisdom, and the skills that they already posses.

You are all keepers of Spirit. You hold your own manifestations of Spirit, but you are also keepers of your children, biological or not. As adults, as kinfolk, it is your place to protect the manifestation of Spirit in each young person you meet. It is your job to protect and help that manifestation of the Universe, that God incarnate to flow, to feel, to create, and to heal.

You are more than your brother's keeper, or your own keeper, you are also the keeper of your brother's son.

Listen to the little ones, and the ones who will always be young at heart. They are closer to the other side, they have a stronger connection, and yes they do see sparkly images that look like angels; these visions and miracles can help guide them through life, give them strength, keep them safe, and give them hope and patience, but it works better when the sparkly angels work side by side in regular communication with their human counterpart.

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Adults, your sparkly angels, and flying pixies, and talking hedgehogs and dogs, have never left you. You simply denied that they were there. You forgot how to see them, and now their mission is harder. They have to work harder to help you see, to hear and to understand.

Don't let your children have a journey that is just as difficult. Allow them to love their angles, talk to them, and ask them questions. Allow them to talk to you about them, and as they do, they will warm your hearts and help you to find you very own spiritual entourage!

I say this all with the calmest heart, and brightest eyes. You are all beautiful. You are my children and I encourage you, and allow you to see, to hear, and to know.

Amen.

God, Love and the Universe, All that Is