Rain/Reign

A poem

I danced in the rain, soft sprinkles that gently fell on the sidewalk and on my head

This morning when I woke up, I wondered why I choose this birth

I told God, if I’d known

I would have declined

I gave my life to God, having chosen to stay

After yesterday, I got the choice to leave and it would have been okay

After all I have been through, things that almost no one will ever understand

The ways in which I have chosen to take a stand

It’s not saintly or pretty when I pray

It’s more like a sailor talking to God, talking to the ones up there who hold sway

I wouldn’t have come, if I knew, I told God today

I would have said no, I would not have done

When I was born, I’m told, I had incarnational ambivalence

Well, I got over that and simply regretted having been so bold

And yet when told it’s more best and highest if you stay, I chose to rise and face the day

I gave my life to God and said, I wouldn’t have done this for me

So use it to bless somebody else

Please let good and beauty come of it, because I never would have come if I knew how it would be

And in my day, not all challenges abated

But blessings became celebrated

A woman told me, “I suddenly feel more powerful than I realized I could be”

And another let me hug her and we shared stories on the sidewalk with love and authenticity

There was a walk in the part, arm in arm with my Love

And on the car ride to the park

A duck flew nearly over our head for a lark

Another duck couple had settled on the sidewalk a few block from where I live

And my husband and son and I had wonderful conversations

About how humanity could be like the body…if everyone is connected to divine consciousness, resources just know where and how to flow and create equanimity without any force at all…

Started out with a conversation where my son reflected on some things I shared about elitists who mask as “of the people,” and how many anarchists are really communists in disguise, and how a true anarchist who truly threatened “the system” wouldn’t very likely be funded from the purses of The London School of Economics or Yale…

David Graeber

I didn’t know the name

But when I saw it written, I immediately had the impression in my mind of a British elitist

Yet when we pedestal elitists and allow them to speak as if they were the true leaders

Of a movement of the people

Like Occupy Wallstreet

That would be funded by Adbusters

That would be funded by Tides

That was a funded by Soros

Who also wanted the 1% transaction tax

That would benefit his approach to investing

But probably would not be understood by those who

Rallied

I’m confessing

I don’t understand it myself

Just put it back on the shelf

But when a white male British guy

Whose posts include The London School of Economics

And Yale

And is pedestaled

For his work on birth

And anthropology and being an anarchist

It’s kind of beyond the pale

Yet all may be free

When we realize our divine humanity

It is the aspect of being made in the image of God/Sophia/Source

With all her divine immaculate qualities, also known in the Sophia Code cosmology as our divine inheritance, The Sophia Code, of course

That we are all equally able to create what we truly want when all live in sovereign harmony, honoring that right

I told my son, ‘The guy who is happiest when he lives in a yurt may be the one who makes millions from his entrepreneurial knack, but if he’s tuned into the divine, he may feel led, with no strings attached, to buy a palace for the person who is a musician, creating beautiful music for humanity, but who does not make that much money, yet wants to live in a castle.’

Having more money wouldn’t make someone an asshole. Or more valued or higher on the totem pole of esteem. People would simply authentically beam, doing what each loves and offering their best, in ways that lead the whole to thrive and giving each plenty of nourishment, energy, enthusiasm, opportunities to contribute, to move, to love, to express and all the rest. Cells signal instantaneously in a quantum way, and if we are all cells in the inter universal body of Sophia-Mother-God-Christ

Then it wouldn’t take a heist

In the form of anyone taking our sovereignty

And stuffing it in their stuffy elitist shirt

In the name of equality

Equality cannot mean forcing to be the same

For that is conformity

Without the equal right to express our divinity uniquely in form

Only a truly soulful equality

Can invite us to flourish in harmony

With individual sovereignty as the norm

That honors all as equally sovereign, yet anchored in the True Oneness

That does not scorn

Difference and Uniqueness

Or subscribe to some oppressive form of bleakness

To surrender to the Divine

Is the freest act one can take

But if you’d learned anything from what I’ve shared

It’s this advice to take:

Your relationship with God is between you and your source

And those who would co-opt your energy want to drive that of course

They want to sever it or control it or use it to drive their agendas, use religion to dominate and false morality to impune them from accountability for their atrocities, their wars

Undoing deception requires a fine perception

A willingness to question

yet ultimately remember

We Are One

With many faces

We are sovereign, in our oversoul and over the terra (tory) and the story

Of our lives, including our minds, energy and body

We are not a commodity

So don’t scan me

I’m not a barcode to value

Or devalue

I’m valuable because I am sovereign and divine

Just like you

Through and through

We are rooted in the light we are

The celestial, over and above

That we are

The Oversoul that guides our life

Waterfalling down into our form

To help us create harmony and benefit for all as a sovereign norm

We are the supreme, the legitimate, authority on us the level of our Oversoul

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Would you rather have Aragorn for king

Or the choices offered up for this so-called democracy

Of puppets on string?

Would you rather have anarchy masking communism as the real thing

Or libertarianism that is really just a guise for the right wing?

Only when we realize we are one

Yet also unique

Will we allow through us divinity to speak

To guide our way

Naturally

To share and honor one another

Without one or another

Being more equal than one another another

Deigning to implement on our behalf

The goodness that is rotten

And daft

But that leader, within

Or external

That is not submitted to the infernal

But is guided by the true supernal

Will truly honor the sovereignty of all in harmony

Finding ways for all to live, co-exist and thrive

To be their human-divine self in expression

Not repressed

Nor oppressed

Nor possessed

But truly, lovingly, fully, deeply, increasingly

Totally beautifully expressed

For the Highest Good of All

And This Will Not Be Just Words

It Shall Be Truth

Resonant

In Chrystaline

Halls

As we Birth

Heaven on Earth

Even as we give some a wide berth

As we may not all thrive in the same space in the Garden

Yet we need no Warden

Except that Guardian

That is US on the level of our Oversoul

Telling us which leaders lead from a Place of Truth and Love

Wisdom and Honor for the Sovereignty of All

The Freedom to be our Divine Blueprint

Without interference

With our Life Force

So be it It is done It is so

And one more thing, I’d like you to know

That I counted my blessings, and when I opened my heart

I realized how I look at my life is a choice

When I considered how much love is here for me in this life

I decided to choose that it was/is worth it after all

And I felt better having given that Voice