Healing the Great Divide

Going on two years now that I seemed to leave your view. Nights and days are difficult – the same for me and you. I’ve been working hard to learn just how to hold your hand. One day, when I master it, I’ll help you understand. Yesterday at hearts and rainbows, you smiled; I achieved lesson number one to help you know I did not leave. Thank you for your faith – I’m grateful that you do believe . . . little signals help us both as we are forced to grieve. Lesson number two is what I mastered just last night. As you slept you felt me without tears – it was just right. So connected – yes, we are and, as such we depend on truth and knowing always we are soulmates, lovers, friends. When I master lesson number four, you’ll feel my hug without a tear – your heart will light up when we both think of the memories we made when both could feel each other’s touch Thank you for your faith in love – I miss you just as much. When I master lesson number five there won’t be fear. I’ll dissolve regret and grief – you’ll be sure I’m right here. I have many lessons still to learn – and so do you. I now guide all loved ones with new wisdom strong and true. Lesson number three is ‘whispers’ . . . I forgot to say, that’s a big one that I love – learned just the other day. Number three is how to gently guide loved ones with thought. That’s perhaps one of the best of all that I’ve been taught. I learned it one morning; I saw truth: there is no end. Part one teaches: master dreams; meet loved ones in the blend. Part two teaches: melt distraction – I have yet to learn . . . Those who live must channel peace, until it is their turn. Tonight, we will meet in your dreams - for now, a hug I’ll send. My whisper: have a day of joy – our ‘date night’: in the blend. ----- Tadpole and Fish were eggs together in the same pond. Both raised by a school of fish, they shared a common life. Then, Tadpole sprouted legs and discovered water suddenly became suffocating. “I must go!” Tadpole exclaimed to his brother. “Where? I want to go with you,” said Fish. “Come! Yes, come! I can’t breathe! I must go now!” shouted Tadpole with his last remaining breath. “But where are you going? You can’t go there! You will die!!” shrieked Fish, as his brother headed for the bank of the pond. “No! No! Don’t go there!! You will surely die if you leave the water!! We were told to stay in the water!!” Yet, Tadpole felt what he had to do. Driven by internal knowing, he grabbed the soil – with a part of himself he never before noticed. He was changing! Something was happening. He began to climb the bank of the pond against everything he was taught – against everything that kept him safe . . . he broke the surface of the water and began to breathe dry air! Fish was stunned. Tadpole looked back into the water. “Why don’t you follow me?” Tadpole shouted. “Our family was wrong. It is GREAT out here. Better than before. Now I can breathe deeply. I was suffocating under the surface. Come join me!” Tadpole was confused. Fish felt abandoned. Tadpole looked back at the surface of the water and hopped onto a lily pad. Gazing into the water Tadpole did not recognize his own reflection. Lily Pad giggled as Tadpole tickled a flower. “You are a very silly frog!” she said. “Frog? Where?” asked Tadpole, looking around. “You. You’re a frog, silly,” said Lily Pad. “See for yourself. It’s okay. All frogs take a while to realize they’re no longer Tadpoles. You’ll get used to the idea.” With a new name and changing identity, Frog felt more confused than ever. Nothing he had ever learned from his family of fish applied. He still enjoyed delicious flies, yet they tasted different somehow. Things would never be the same. This frightened Frog. “Why can’t I breathe water? Why do I now need air?” Frog felt guilty about breaking the rules he was raised with. Could it be the rules were wrong? They worked back in the water, and they still worked for his brother. Why don’t they work for him now? Frog felt ashamed of what he was becoming. Why couldn’t he just stay as he was? Why did he have to change? “I hear your thoughts,” shared Lily Pad. “It’s the way of The Meadow. Growth happens. You can stop it sometimes, but at great personal risk. It’s best to take your proper place in The Meadow. That’s how we each balance the Universe. There’s no shame in fulfilling your destiny.” “But I’m not part of my family anymore,” lamented Frog. “You must redefine ‘family’ when you are reborn into The Meadow. You are now a child of the Universe. The confusion you feel is what all Frogs experience at first. But there’s no place for guilt in our Meadow. You are where you need to be. You need dry air to live – you’re no longer a tadpole. You’re a frog with needs that frogs have. “Are you my teacher?” asked Frog.