Written by Sierra Roberts, The Golden Age of Gaia, February 19, 2015
I’m enjoying a UK television series on DVD, Call The Midwife. It’s the true story of young midwives delivering babies in working-class East London in the late ’50s. Lots and lots of babies. Bloody graphic scenes of women in the last stages of labor – I’ve had two daughters myself, without pain relief I might add, so I can attest to the authenticity of these scenes.
This transition time before the big events feels like the last stage of birth, which, ironically, is also called transition. It’s a time when a woman gives everything of herself in a final push – even when she has nothing more to give.
We lightworkers are in that phase – that last herculean effort. How do we keep doing it? How do we keep on going when we have nothing left to give?
When I was about to leave the safety of the alcohol treatment center in 1985 and return to the harsh world, I said to my therapist, Robert– a kind, enlightened soul – ‘How will I do this?’ He replied with great compassion, ‘Just keep on, keeping on…’ My new surname Roberts is named for him.
His words have guided me these past thirty years. Now they are echoed by the Company of Heaven who regularly urge us to ‘keep on, keeping on…’ Besides, what choice do we have? I’m certainly not planning to sink back into the mire.
This week I had a vivid dream. I was on a massive water obstacle course. Some of the obstacles seemed impossible to navigate and often I wanted to give up. Each time, someone would encourage me to keep going. Also I saw myself guiding small groups of people on how to navigate the obstacles.
Finally, in spite of what seemed overwhelming odds, I finished the course. I think the Company of Heaven sent me the dream to say, ‘See? Already accomplished in the ethers; manifesting shortly in the physical.’ Yay!
The powerful energies are propelling me to rent out my little house and move to Wellington to be with my best friend Penelope, and my daughter. I feel there are two reasons for this move – not an easy one, as I am leaving considerable comfort in terms of climate and lifestyle.
Firstly, my heart needs to be around Love, my loved ones. It’s as if we are grouping together for the final thrust. Being with them makes perfect sense to my heart – just as not being with them makes no sense at all.
Secondly, I think the Company of Heaven is preparing me for a bigger move, and they’re gently shoe-horning me out of my comfy nest. ‘Come on little bird. Fly! We have exciting adventures waiting for you but you have to practice spreading those wings.’
Ooooh, I don’t find change easy. Who on the Earth plane does? We grab every crumb of ‘security’ we can to feel less isolated and separate. My latest mastery lesson involves seeing the illusion in everything 3D, including ‘security’ and ‘comfort’.
So my impending circumstances are now clear: rent house, pack suitcases, drive onto ferry, get off at other end, have cup of tea, take deep breath and get on with the next part of my mission…
…and this week the next part of my mission revealed itself to me. The thing I want more than anything is to meet up with the Gaia team and blog readers in a gigantic gathering where we all talk at the same time, laugh uproarously, and delight in the sheer joy of being together in one place.
Who will organize such a momentous event? Who indeed. Me! I recognize that it’s time to take responsibility for some small part of the Divine Plan. I choose this task – although I wouldn’t say no to some support if you feel drawn to volunteer.
Once the Reval happens, lightworkers from around the world will want to reunite with their fellow Ground Crew. I know it will be my greatest desire to meet with everyone, after I’ve spent an entire day wandering in circles in immense relief saying, ‘Thank God, thank God, thank God’…
Meanwhile I try to stay centered and focus on the miracles. I don’t like cooking, and now that my daughter has moved to Wellington, I am cooking for one again. Yuck! Somehow I pulled off a miracle last night and prepared a tasty salad when it was the last thing I felt like doing.
Remember this fact: you are a miracle. We all are. Onwards and upwards, and hope to see you soon.
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