Yes & No...a parable continued

       Even where I've not yet laid rock, the road exists, invisible, waiting.

       Grasses & dust are just as easy on my feet.

       And mud turns out to be soft & warm, even when the rain above is cold.

       "You don't pay taxes?!" they will say, aghast.

       The only thing my contributions were ever used for that I approved of were maintenance of the ways in which society kept in touch with each other...& even then, their version of paving over everything with highways & byways was ugly.

       Not how I actually wanted my money (which is really my energy) to be spent.

       Yet I do still believe in the idea of making a contribution to society.

       In sharing support for the ways we travel to see & know each other & each place.

       And so instead of locking myself in an office or store, or behind a shovel or saw, to earn green paper that can be portioned out, a bit for me, a bit for elected officials to assign to others with tan buckets & steam rollers, instead, I move a rock or 2 or 12 a day, fitting their unique shapes near each other, getting to know, to form, a surface that can be walked, that can be shared.

       I ask permission of each rock before I move it, & do not move any from which I receive a "no."

       I also ask myself with each satisfactorily placed rock, do I wish to move another today, or not?

       Sometimes I say: "yes, lets."

       And other times I say: "No, let's go lie down in that field of wild grasses and play in our mind with our eyes & the clouds in the sky instead.

       And that's what I do.

TO BE CONTINUED...

No Harm Done...a parable

       There are rocks everywhere, big & small, smooth & sharp, heavy & light, porous & dense.

       The world is made of rock.

       They are abundant.

       The slabs I cannot move.

       The pebbles fit in my pocket.

       A wheelbarrow or rolling suitcase works well for those of good, durable size.

       I find them.

       I place them.

       One after the other, beside the other, fitting like puzzle pieces, all pointy ends down, anchoring into mud.

       "What are you doing?" they will ask.

       I am building a road.

       I believe in roads.

       Sure-footed paths from one place to the next.

       I believe in people visiting their neighbors.

       In change of scenery.

       In new lands & new challenges.

       In getting away.

       I do not believe in the military.

       Or enforced education.

       Or prisons.

       Or raping any land for any resource.

       I do not believe in mind control.

       Or politics.

       Or child abuse.

       Or employment.

       Or unemployment.

       Or business of any kind, really.

       I do not believe in income or expenses, in buying or selling.

       What I believe in is giving & sharing & enjoying & dancing & savoring & loving & tending & sleeping soundly every night, no harm received, no harm done.

       And so I am building this road from material already covering the surface of the earth, only not quite as neatly as my puzzle rock pieces fit together, edges nestled tighter to provide a firm walking surface that will last hundreds of years, maybe more.

       They are just beginning to recognize roads of people no one knew existed, after all, people who lived in ways & built things previously considered inconceivable for their era.

       I no longer pay taxes or work for a living because I no longer strive or struggle to get ahead.

       If I want to get anywhere, I can just walk on my road and see where it leads.

       Even where I've not yet laid rock, the road exists, invisible, waiting.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Grand master plan...

       You've heard the saying: "the only thing you can count on is death & taxes?"

       This is a lie.

      

       Since neither of these things are real, since both are completely made up constructs of your particular 3D dimension, neither inevitable nor true, why do you feel compelled to acquiesce? to comply?

       This brings us to the subject of evil.

       Evil is not real either, being just an illusion on top of another illusion...however there sure is a lot on your planet doing a good job of masquerading as this most overly attended-to illusion.

       What is evil?

       It is only the opposite of Good.

       How do you disarm it?

       By reflecting & responding to only Good, nothing else, no matter how loudly it clamors for your attention.

       "Why stand aghast at nothing?" a wise wombody once said.

       Seeming constructs of evil will disappear into their native nothingness the more you place your attention & energy & life force & actions elsewhere.

       This is not denial.

       Neither is it the tangible feeding of the forces for Good (illusions & reality) rather than bad (strictly illusion).

       And this applies to any situation you find yourself embroiled in:

       issues of finance

       issues of safety

       issues with the law

       issues of possession

       issues of citizenship/nationality/belonging

       issues of politics

       issues of oppression

       issues of health

       issues of sanity

       issues of civil rights

       issues of morality

       issues on a mass global scale

       & personal issues behind private closed doors.

       Remember what's Real...i.e. Good.

       Remind yourself of this often, in as many specific ways as you can muster, daily, if there's a seeming crisis.

       As prevention, hourly.

       And in between remembering, always give each illusion up to Source, to Grace, for its highest resolution in the 3D to appear.

       Follow appropriate guidance if guidance directly from Source to your comes, and feels 100% right in your deepest gut...but know, often, no actions are required from you at all.

       Source creates all, therefore Source can surely place puzzle pieces exactly where they need to go...and one must be careful these days of who is responding to questions put out into the ethers at large.

       There are a good number of pretenders to Source's throne at this moment in time.

       Don't fall for directions that head in any direction other than where you want to go: which is always only towards Good, while surrounded, immersed & reflecting only Good, win-win for All.

       Nothing less will do, lest you find yourself unwittingly contributing to harmful illusions that are part of someone else's grand master, sad master plan.

UNTIL NEXT TIME...