This is the first installment of the Blog. As mentioned, I’ll keep this up for about two weeks as we blog/talk about it. How it relates. How it makes us feel after reading it etc. I want to hear your thoughts. Thanks, John
It starts with colors
Slowly they begin to glow
Not just glow, Shine
Not just shine,
Sparkle with a blinding brilliance.
My energy grows with the colors. My powers grow.
I can hear the words of the wind. The trees speak.
Their knowledge of centuries flows into me. Enlightened, I reach outward with my consciousness.
I see the collective insights of the goddess of Earth. Her love fills me, empowering me to speak.
I must act. I am compelled to tell the answers to All. I can help. Heal. Cure.
There is resistance. They cannot understand. Will not understand.
The knowledge frightens them. Apprehension creeps into my mind.
Waning, my gift begins to slip away. Slowly at first. Then it gains momentum.
It pours like a flood from me. The colors lose their glow.
They return to their previous existence. Then, they too leave me.
They dull, turning grey. I am living in an ashen world.
I had the Love of the Earth in my heart.
Now I stand empty.
I am alone. Forsaken. So I wait.
I wait for the colors.