The Way IS the goal

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The Way IS the goal
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Through the ages meetings have come and gone.
Love has been the theme but shadows have blocked the sight.
See through the veil and the truth will come to light.
Believe in life and have the courage to go on.
The past, the present, the future meets in the dawn.
 
 
Nothing happens without meaning.
 
 
See the golden thread in your weave and follow that golden thread.
When you have found yourself fully you have creation in your hand.
There in the Light I stand waiting exactly as I always have.
Keep your focus and the meeting is near.
Your waiting is coming to its end.
 
 
The road has gone through the land of shadows many times
and there have been many valleys.
There is no other way to go.
 
 
Now it's time to walk in the radiance of the sun
towards the stars that have been guiding you all your life.
 
 
The voice within IS the voice of truth.
It whispers of the enchanted land which is the source
that has kept hope and the flame alive.
 
 
The promise you were given will be embraced.
Hold your head high towards the goal.
 
 
The goal of your tasks was never to produce something.
 
 
The patience to take one more step
despite hindrance and resistance
was part of what the voice was whispering.
 
 
Joy and sorrow have lined the roadside and balance has prevailed.
Light and darkness have prevailed in all meetings during the journey.
 
 
See the perfection in all that has been.
 
 
How can wealth be measured without being felt?
 
 
The flame that burns is nourished by friendship.
An eternal cycle that never runs dry.
A constant exchange of All that Is.
 
 
You ARE here You ARE there You ARE everywhere.
You ARE I AM.
 
 
Tears in Joy
Tears in Sorrow
Tears in Love
Tears are one part of the road to the healing Oneness.
 
 
Everything is a chain and fits together.
 
 
The same here and there alike.
Like the waves of water that crash against the cliff, leaving their mark.
 
 
Nothing is in vain, never believe that, small steps together make the long, long road.
The rose and the thorn are mixed to give spice.
Thus bittersweet feeling gives life the excitement we have looked for.
 
 
Now we are getting out of the game and gather to celebrate.
The joy is great and no one is a guest.
 
 
Everyone is at home in the essence the door has concealed.
Now the gate opens with a thunderous crash.
The emotions break open at full speed.
 
 
So don't fear the tears, they will help.
So go through the door you have opened with courage and friendship.
Follow the stream, running and flowing.
Go towards the dream.
 
 
IT IS SO.
 
 
True Spirit

 

2003 ~ 2007 © Y Bridgeman

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