I have to come back to one truth.  That if we have an experience it is through choice only.  This means that we have all chosen to have this experience of school shootings, some have volunteered to die, one volunteers to be the villain, the rest of us…what?  What are we to do with this lesson?  Lapse into despair and victim-hood?  Doesn’t really feel honorable to the ones who have given the lesson, does it?  Do we fall into hate and anger, buying guns and joining the masses resonating in fear?  Seems inappropriate…

Or can we embrace the lesson with love and gratitude, use it to come together as Beings in this world?

Can we use it to propel us forward in healing and whole-ing, creating a loving and peaceful world?

I believe we can.  I also believe that we will.  I believe that we have the capacity to hold both…that we can feel opportunity and love in tragedy, that we can feel outrage and yet be filled with compassion and unconditional love. Invite all of the conflicting emotions into your heart and feel everything fall into place.

When we can respond from this place of holding both in our hearts, it all makes sense.  Everything.

It is the highest honor we can bestow upon those who serve as our teachers.  When we “get” the lesson they have taught us, there is no greater joy.  This honors and completes the sacred contracts that we have between us; freeing our energies and unleashing our potential.

Can we come together in community to build a world we are joyfully ecstatic and proud to live in?  One in which our outward and inward expressions are congruent…balanced.

Do we have the courage to accept this gift that has been given us?  A gift that requires us to look within ourselves with meticulous honesty, pulling back our projections and blame and taking responsibility for our thoughts and actions.  Or do we want to simply allow the status quo to persist with our complacency.

It is not enough to be pissed off, that creates more of the same.  It is not enough to demand the government DO SOMETHING, this further weakens and dis-empowers our souls maintaining our need for protection.  It is not enough to damn the villain or the government, we created all of this, collectively thus necessitating the lesson.  See yourself within them…understand, pull back your projection, have compassion for all.  Our hearts ache for this loss because those children represent us, they are us.  The parts of ourselves that we hold in shadow, the parts of ourselves that feel vulnerable and unprotected…the parts that need healing.  The parts that long to return to the Whole/our hearts.  And what about the shooter?  Is he not the voice in our heads that kills our dreams, murders our joy, our innocence?  If we take a big step back, isn’t he, too just another wounded part that longs for wholeness?

Whole-ing cannot occur within polarity.  We see division and separation outside of ourselves because it is what we experience within.  We must call home to our hearts all of our wayward droplets of essence…our Ones who hold our wounding, our pain.  When we are able to do this, we will stop seeing them reflected to us in the world.

We can watch a new show…instead of the “I need to have a gun because I am scared and unsafe in this world” show you can see the “I am finally home, the reunion episode!”  Yea!

Many Blessings and Love to you on your Path!


About Maria Falce

Maria is a spiritual writer and a self-love warrior with a deep and diverse background in both the culinary and healing arts. She is most passionate about guiding people to connect with their inner voice, a midwife to the joyful birth of inherent authentic creativity that lives within us all.
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4 Responses to Reunion

  1. John Sacelli says:

    I can’t say I agree with your ‘we have chosen everything’ story. When a child puts a hand on a hot stove and burns itself, it didn’t choose that; it simply lacked the experience to know better. We grow from unconsciousness to consciousness through these experiences, but we don’t consciously choose the individual experiences, even if they offer the possibility of growth.

  2. I honor your disagreement John. We all live from a different perspective of the One. I do not subscribe to any degree of victim consciousness. When I talk choice, it is not always conscious from our 3d perspective but of the soul level. I believe that on a soul level, everything is chosen consciously, just because we forget while we are here does not negate the choice. The child who touches the hot stove, still made the choice to learn that lesson, at a soul level. Obviously, the child in it’s present form does not consciously choose to burn himself, that is not what I mean. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to explain further. This choice piece is a very touchy one for many. I can hear and feel that in the collective. However, it is one that I feel needs to be heard. Many blessings!

    • salynx says:

      Continuing the dialogue, you say ‘on a soul level, everything is chosen consciously’. I don’t agree. We speak of ‘old souls’ and ‘young souls’ as a reflection of an understanding that souls too are born, evolve and ‘die’; different souls have different levels of consciousness and different capacities for making aware choices. The word ‘soul’ here simply means a nexus of consciousness which endures through the loss of a particular cloak or body; but some souls make wiser choices than others.

  3. There lies the beauty in this life. We all see from a differing facet making it an amazing spectral of Light. Thank you for your disagreement, your honesty. Many bright blessings to you John! Love.

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