To Reside In Forever

The last entry of the year, the main message that rings through me is that 'the universe responds to not what we say we want, but what we demand with our actions'. We are all energetic beings so.. the level of energy we give out is what will be reciprocated back to us.
'Show up for your bit of the job, create, after that let the rest meet you half way.'

And that's it.
Self explanatory.

What's left is, these words came to me a few months ago, when I was thinking about people that have left us. Transcended into something we don't understand. They won't see the 'New Year' how we will, but the words created themselves as I went along and they translate that we should not stay forever in mourning or sorrow, because there are things which we cannot understand in this reality and that we do not know. So we make the most of what we have right here, right now.

My words are a bit abstract so use that imagination of yours. :)






We do the best with what we have.
Whether we are demanded to spend another day here on Earth.
Or whether we are called to new realities.

We do the best with what we have.
What we are given to eat up.
To soak.

I take these people as an audience.
This ground as a stage.
This prayer as a song.
All these colours.

The trees, grass, wind and leaves cry out for me.
Scream for me.
Reach for me.
The mountains clap their hands for me.

So we do the best with what we see,
When we 'lose' people, please understand they hold keys.
To other places unseen.

They are doing the best with what they have.
Painting pictures in technicolour,
Riding through whirlwinds.
Holding their breath and releasing fabrics of voices.
They are swinging from blue vines.
Riding in fresh time.
They are playing in red seas.
Beneath all the dream trees.
And above the abyss.

I believe,
This world is not the only game,
So let's smile,
For we stand back to back with them,
We visit them unconsciously.
At night. midday. when daydreaming.

We touch their arms and elbows when we sign papers to complete transactions,
and they write contracts to open new doors within divinity.

So,
Smile.

And make the most of the day,
For the people that lost the gift of being blessed with a sun ray.

Smile.
And make the most of the night,
In the knowing that.
Time will call for you,
To find new matter, unidentified.
Undiscovered.
In a new landscape.
One that cannot even make sense here.

We shall do the best with what we have.
Until we have something,
Somewhere new to play in,
And play with.
As they do.