To live with uncertainty...

       To live with uncertainty.

       It is the hardest yet the most constant thing.

       You wish to know everything will be okay, in the end.

       Or not.

       But you do not know.

       And the not knowing kills you.

       However, the secret to life is to not know, to live with uncertainty, & yet fully live.

      

       To live as if all will be well sometimes helps make it so.

      

       But even if it does not, is it better to live all your days in fear & trembling until?

      

       "In the end" is not a code to live by.

       It is a death sentence.

       For in the end, things will be ended, over, finished & done with.

       And you will no longer care so much about how it all worked out.

      

       Might as well live well now.

       While you can.

Wake up & grow.

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...

Procreation...

       Gentlemen's Agreement meant your word is your bond. 

       How far we've all come from that.

       By now you've been with us long enough for us to rock your world a bit, yes?

       So...womb-beings is what we have called/named the more enlightened state of beingness, available to all, though at this current time, accessible more by womyn/fe-males freeing themselves than by patriarchal men/males or females entrenched in the system as is.

       And we have spoken much about the creative force available to wombeings, which since the world "womb" is included in this beingness, you may have assumed relates to the birth process/ability to birth babies.

       However, this is not fully the case.

       New beings/babies can be born without wombs.

       Without eggs & sperm.

       Without parents of any kind actually.

       Remember how we spoke of instantaneous manifestation of peaches or cash appearing in your palm?

       Well, babies/new beings can as well.

       They can just appear.

       Through their own intent.

       Or through collaboration with yours.

       Souls are infinite.

       They always exist.

       And they can appear & disappear, live & not live, in any realm of creation.

       That's what we've been sharing with you, yes?

       So, it is not just that you as a soul can appear & disappear objects or experiences.

       You can also appear & disappear Life.

      

       Your own is entirely in your control.

       Whereas the Life of others is a collaboration, manifested (wombeing blossomed) by mutual Agreement.

      

       Which means neither overpopulation nor species perpetuation nor species extinction need ever be an issue.

       Nor is age a factor.

       Nor is having a man to provide sperm.

       Nor is having a mother with viable eggs.

       On the higher levels of being, all that is necessary is intent.

       For the creation of everything & everyone.

       Anyone can of course continue procreating via the old & new-fashioned ways, utilizing eggs & eggs, egg & sperm, sperm & sperm, or DNA in a Petri dish.

       But one does not have to.

       There are other choices.

       Chew on that for a bit.

UNTIL NEXT TIME...