Wednesday, November 18, 2009

the Sower


As I left the class today...
I realized that I "lost It" in class.
The "It" is like "that Voice"... the guidance that is always with me.
I mean... I didn't really lose IT, I just got distracted.

The technique I guess I've developed is to not tune in too far into this person or that person...
So I don't get too distracted as I am guided.
The "juicy people" aren't so bad if you play with them, cause there actually helping to a-tract, not dis-tract :-)
They are filling up... obviously and thats where were all "headed"

The other people are like trying to water hard, dry earth I guess.
You can see the info "beading on the surface", but it doesn't seem to absorb.
That can be distracting to me, because in a room full of people... I don't always get a chance to help "poke a hole" so "some gets in" :-) But at least It was on the surface for that while I guess.

So the Voice said as I drove home...
This "watering" your doing... a farmer doesn't stop the sprinklers when he notices this "hard soil."
He just keeps at It from day to day :-) The seeds will sprout when They are ready.
You don't need to be distracted about WHEN that time will be... only focus on THIS moment.

Which brings me back to my mission...
I am about planting and nurturing Seeds of Light. I Love to see them grow and I'm shown these sprouts from time to time.
But I don't need to see the Fruit of this process, I believe in the process.
So I will continue to be a Sower...

From now I will look at these moments like tonight and KNOW that some "water" is always absorbed...
Trusting in the journey each Soul is on and that the Path will unfold as needed.
I will focus on attracting the nutrients and spreading them as I am guided,
Letting Love take care of it from there.

1 comment:

BloggerMouth said...

""water" is always absorbed...
Trusting in the journey each Soul is on and that the Path will unfold as needed."

That's a thought! I hope your take the right turns :) Glad I bloghopped my way here. First time, great find.

Cheers,
Swati