My brain was releasing duplicate chemicals as if I was there again,
the portal, my minds eye.
Then going back 2 decades,
I remembered vividly what it felt like to have a child sensing discomfort, cling to my shirt.
The sharp little nails would scratch through the cloth.
The little body would stiffen.
The whole energy would change with the little ones perceived crisis.
I could feel the stress and fear and see it in her eyes.
It is so very different from the moments when I was laying down,
nursing the child. Her head positioned safely,..
between my arm and my heart.
The child would stop to look at me and smile.
The milk would keep flowing, soaking the pillow.
Sometimes, the baby would be sleeping alone and the milk would
just start to flow, like a bountiful spring...
" Quick!,... Call the cats!" I yelled out to my Auntie.
(HUMOR, back then-,... You know I will always Love you, Auntie Curl...)
You don't necessarily wake a child just because the milk is flowing.
I think this is how it is with humans and Source Energy.
The Energy is always flowing and available to us.
Sometimes we are sleeping.
Sometimes we are too stressed and clinging to
partake in the Cosmic Nourishment.
The apparent order in our physical human experience
as we grow from infancy is to naturally begin to let go...
We stop clinging to mommas' shirt...
More often, we turn away from the breast...
Then it seems that society gets us.
While there is so much offered that enhances our being,
one must be aware of the undercurrent that would condition us,
through under evolved teachers, T V and other mediums,
to "cling" again, offering a host of new and exciting
The new drug, the new video game , the new way to be
more beautiful, desirable and happy.
I say, "poppycock" or should I say, "Dodosquat!"
It is here, we have been collectively missing the point(of Light).
True sustenance can not be bought , sold , captured or stored.
Manna, is a daily offering,.. freely given.
May we be open to graciously receive it.
NOW,.. we join at the 'Eternal Supper'.