Yesterday in the car, my teenage grandson asked me why I didn’t have
music on. Didn’t I like to listen to music in the car, he asked me. Of
course I do, I responded, but I have grown to appreciate the silence, I told
him.
That conversation, brief as it was, has stayed front and center in my mind
ever since. I am not sure when I stopped listening to music in the car. Oh,
I do occasionally, but not with any regularity.
The more I thought about it, the more I came to see that I didn’t stop
listening to music; I started listening to the silence. The silence isn’t empty
at all, as I had always assumed in my younger days. The silence is
pregnant with possibility and filled with the glorious music of the spheres.
What I stopped doing is being afraid to be silent. I stopped having to fill
every moment with something to occupy my monkey brain that spent
every nanosecond looking out there, seeking distraction and a way to fill
what I perceived as emptiness.
When we are young, we are still learning about our world and who we are.
All that stimulation and input provides fodder for thought, triggers our
emotions and simply makes us think. Who am I? Why am I here? That
stimuli offers us the opportunity to wake up and become conscious.
Don’t get me wrong here. I love music and stimulation much as the next
person. But I no longer require it in the same way and I appreciate the
opportunity silence gives me to simply be in the moment. No response is
necessary. I can sit and soak it in. I become aware of my place in the
Whole. I see the Lights of all who share this world with me. I feel our
connectedness and am never ever alone. I am bathed in Love and Light,
and in the higher frequencies now available to me. And all this while I am
simply driving somewhere mundane, like the grocery store.
Of course, the obvious conclusion here is that it doesn’t just happen in the
car. This beautiful limitless silence is available to us every single moment
of every single day. Any time I feel myself falling into old 3 D patterns of
though or behavior, I stop and listen to the silence. I breathe. I let these
glorious new/old higher frequencies wash over me. I remember who I am,
bathed in this glorious music of the spheres that exists inside me and I am
restored.
I think perhaps I need to finish that conversation with my grandson and
amend my answer. I need to introduce him to the silence within and tell
him that yes, I love to listen to music in the car.
As Thomas Merton said, “There are few who are willing to belong
completely to such silence, to let it soak into their bones, to breathe
nothing but silence, to feed on silence, and to turn the very substance of
their life into a living and vigilant silence.”
(Thank you, Stephanie, for this quote on Wednesday. It was perfectly
placed in my path.)

***This guidance column was written by Jan Finley for  TheCosmicPath.com. It may be shared freely, but only when the author’s name and website are included.

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THE BLACK MOON

It is easy to underestimate the dancing Dark Moon. Giddily, she flies
through the sky, screaming “Look at me! Watch me!” One could get tired
of the constant quest for attention....
But wait.....take a moment and think this through. Millennia of judgment
and harshness toward the Feminine have shaped her frustration, her desire
to be heard and seen. Flighty and changeable she might seem but make
no mistake. This Handmaiden of the Great Mother knows why she is here
and what she is doing.
She came to remind us of our own feminine divinity, male and female alike.
Humans cannot be whole without both the feminine and masculine in
balance. The Patriarchy has tipped the balance to the extreme and the
Feminine has returned. The Dark Moon leads the way, opening the doors,
throwing wide the windows and ripping back the curtains. She exposes
that which has been hidden, both in herself and in the broken masculine.
Her job is to make us look, make us see the illusion before us.
Open your eyes, open your heart. Welcome her messages of Wholing the
Feminine for without it, none of us can be whole. The Feminine’s rightful
place in this world begins in each of our hearts, allowing her expression
and a place at the table. As we watch events play out on the global stage,
we must remember that every bit of what we see plays out inside of us.
The honor and respect we give to that process transforms the Feminine
and the world around us. Be this Change. With your heart, welcome Her
home.

***This guidance column was written by Jan Finley for  TheCosmicPath.com. It may be shared freely, but only when the author’s name and website are included.

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THE MOTHER'S LOVE

The mother’s love fills the air. Busy as She has been, angry as She has
been, her heart still fills to over flowing with love for her wayward children.
It is She who nurtures and guides us. Is is She who reminds us why we are
here and of our sacred duty to each other and this earth. It is She who
reminds us to be grateful for all that comes our way.
In the midst of chaos and change, remind yourself of the mother’s love.
Feel it in your heart and soul and allow it to pour forth from you as her
child and as a Light Bearer. Her blessing hand is upon us at this time and
we are asked to carry it forward into your daily life. Let our every act be
one that comes from the heart as we carry her blessing into the world.

***This guidance column was written by Jan Finley for  TheCosmicPath.com. It may be shared freely, but only when the author’s name and website are included.

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BREATHE

The rockets red glare..... The Breaking has begun. Sparks fly, decorate
the nighttime sky with brilliant colors, reminding us that destruction can be
beautiful. Look closer, the Mother directs this plan. It is not random. There
is a purpose to her every step and we are her hand maidens and warriors.
Do not be taken in by fear. This Breaking is the long awaited Birth and we
are each and every one a midwife, each with our own purpose. Breathe
deeply into your heart, secure in the knowledge that the Mother, in all her
glorious faces and personas, is awake and in charge.

***This guidance column was written by Jan Finley for  TheCosmicPath.com. It may be shared freely, but only when the author’s name and website are included.

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