Progression of the Soul- Less is More

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Time is a funny thing. We seem to think that it only moves in one direction. It forever pushes onward and upward. Our understanding of progress is linked to time. As time passes the world progresses, as we grow we progress. We seem to think that things, all things, start out simple, underwhelming, and miniscule, and that over time things always evolve. They grow, they become more mature. The become more complex, multi-faceted, and more useful. For some reason, we all seem to go through life thinking this way:

Evolution is always for the best. Growth is always needed. Bigger is better. More is better. And time only flows one way,onward and upward.

I am here to tell you another story.

From the place where Spirit dwells, from the place where the heart reigns freely, from the place where all that ever is, will be, and was sits side by side; arms linked and hearts tied, I bring you this:

Peace to all who read these words. I am God. It's nice to finally make your acquaintance for some of you. To others I simply say, welcome back. I am glad that you have found your way to these words once again. I am sorry for your state of affairs at the moment. Please, help those around you to believe that I have never left you; that there is no punishment for actions of the past; that I am not here to cause pain or revel in more destruction. Please, tell your sisters and brothers that I do not enjoy misery and that I do not judge or condemn. Please tell them all that they are my breath, my love, and my light; that I want to see them succeed, to persevere, to growth, to change, to challenge, and to love.

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Please, help others to see me more clearly. This is the first step to healing the planet. People need to stop accentuating my rumbles and tantrums and punishment. My earth might rock, my seas might rage, my temples may fall, and my ancestors may have reported beheadings, and plagues, and torture in my name, but these are not the signs of an angry and vengeful God. These are the signs of both unbalanced life forces, as well as natural shifts of energy, along with the ramblings of men of power and wealth, full of fear and full of self doubt.

I give you a new understanding of me.

I am Progress. I am not material gain. I am not intellectual prowess. I am not a linear stamp on your time sheet. I am God. I am movement and motion. I am cause and effect. I am Progress.

When your soul begins to wake up. I am there. When you find yourself alone in bed and thinking, "Something just doesn't feel right. Yesterday, I was satisfied with every aspect of my life, but now, I need something more," this is Me. When you are in the middle of a board game and decide to walk away because you are just not interested, this is Me. When you are 75 years old and decide that it is time to go back to playing in the dirt letting the worms crawl through you fingers, letting the dampness fill your lungs, letting the trees, and bugs, and the flowers, and the worms talk to you again, this is Progress.

Whenever you reconnect to your own heart, this is Me. When you finally settle down with a good book for the night, but find yourself needing to throw the book in the garbage because the trashiness of the love story was honestly making you sick, this is Me. When you find you're reconnecting to the world around you, this is Me. When you find yourself reaching out to people who comforted you in your past, people that you overlooked because they didn't fit the image of the life you wanted to create; when you stop trying so hard to create something, but decide to cooperate with what the Spirit within you is already creating, this is Me.

Progress is not more, people. Progress is less. Progress is about less control. Less financial stress. Less worry. Less panic. Less pride. Less ego. More community. More Trust. More patience. More flow.

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Less is more. Less of the concrete foundations, roads, and pavement that dampens the flow. Less of the privatization that keeps people out. Less of the fear that keeps emotions in. People evolve. Communities evolve. They grow. They prosper. But the true growth, the ever lasting growth is not in complexity. It is in simplicity. The amoeba has lasted for eons. Because it is simple. It is basic. It can adapt.

Time is tool in all of this. Time is circular. You will find that young children have more of an understanding of time and space than any adult. As we grow and evolve, as our souls shine brighter and our egos stay out of the way, we become as small children are, loving, caring, trusting, inventive, faithful, and honest. We speak from our hearts. We ask questions. And we see things that can't possibly be there. Time allows us to come back to ourselves. Time is not always onward and upward. Time sometimes brings us right back to the beginning. To a simpler us, to a calmer us, a more rambunctious and tolerable us. Time is a tool, not a fixed box.

And for now. Spread the message. Progression is different for everyone, but progress is not always more, and it is often less.

Peace be with you, and blessings to you and all that you meet. Amen.