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Message 24 – Stories, the Stories…You Know, They Are Not All True.

[The first section of this blog is actually a book called Messages from Mother…. Earth Mother released at the end of October, 2012. You can read all of the Messages here or purchase the book with the first thirteen Messages at this page. It is also available as a Kindle e-book and at other internet venues and can be ordered from any bookstore in the USA, Australia, Great Britain, and other international sites.]

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Oh my most loved, beloved, beloved two-leggeds, how I adore you all so, so much. I just want to hug each and every one of you everyday. I do!

Today I want to talk about stories. Not stories that I could tell since there are a whole lot of those that could fill several thousand libraries and more. I love those stories about how I nudge evolution along with Creator, and what happened to the dinosaurs. So many stories, but that is not what I want to talk about today.

No, I want to talk about the stories of your culture, and the stories in your head that are not true about 99.999999% of the time.

Let’s start with the big overarching story of your culture, the culture that buys Coca-Cola amongst other stuff in your stores. Ha! Story … Stores … seems to be a theme here …

So this big story is that everyone needs to compete. Think about that. Were you all really born to have this race through your life to see who gets the most toys or Coca-Cola by the time you die?

As your Mother, let me tell you the answer is NO. But so many of you—most of you—bought into that story since your kindergarden got you started on that slippery slope of comparing yourself to others where only one kid could be at the top of the class, while the rest of you were inferior to that one kid. And the competition was off and running.

Then there are your job places where one two-legged at the top has cases and cases of Coca-Cola and the two-leggeds sorting mail have only one Coke. Everyone compares themselves and most two-leggeds go home with some dark cloud over their head since their Coke collection is so puny.

This makes me so sad since the truth is that you all live in community. You always have and you always will be living in community.  Another truth is a community not based on your culture’s story but a healthy one sees all as gifted—in different ways—and makes sure that all have food, and shelter and clothing and time to celebrate and time to mourn, all together. No one gets the failing grade in class. And no one is out on the street holding a tin cup trying to scrounge some coins to buy a coffee in below-freezing weather and praying some hidden alley corner with some cardboard will provide enough shelter to survive the winter night.

Everyone gets the same amount of Coca-Cola and it is all shared. Argh. Forget about Coke. Rots your teeth anyway. And all that acid and sugar in your system makes you sick too. Let’s get rid of the Coca-Cola.

Sigh.

So there is that story that is not true.

Then, there are all the stories in your heads that are incessant and telling you that you are not good enough, or that other two-legged is really mean and you’ve been victimized by them. Or since you woke up on the wrong side of the bed then it’s going to be a bad day.

Oh, my beloved two-leggeds, you are so lovable. And I am so entertained by all of the stories that rattle around in your head. Some of them are so amazing. But the thing is: I know they are stories but you don’t. You believe all of them as truth.

The truth is that you are incredibly divine, all of you. And you are loved SO MUCH by Creator and Me, your Mother. AND… get this… there is so much mystery that is at play all the time between you and others, that to think you have the whole ‘story’ about why that person treated you in that way that was hurtful is kind of arrogant.

You two-leggeds are all belovedly wounded. All of you. From past-lives, from this life. All the layers of experiences that have triggered you and you have not healed from. So you act out of those wounded places in your soul, in your heart, and your actions and sometimes hurt others. And the others then don’t understand and it triggers their woundedness or gives them a whole new wound. And the domino game is on … because most of you take the victim road and feed your wounds with your stories.

Gosh, I hope this is making sense.

But, but, but… when you stop for a moment and realize perhaps that other person was so wounded and hurt because of the mysteries within them, and that’s what motivated them to call you ‘mean’ or leave you a nasty phone call … AND you choose to not take any of it personally but instead feel compassion for their pain, you’ve stopped the domino game. More that that, you’ve started to pump healing energy into the world. Your compassion can help heal that other two-legged.

Because that is what it is all about, my beloved two-leggeds. Your journey here as a two-legged in this earthwalk is to heal. Heal your wounds, cultivate your GodSpace/CreatorSpace and live in Community. TaDa!

Community! It’s a glorious thing. It is.

And then there are all the four-leggeds, six-leggeds, winged ones, finned ones, and on and on. They are waiting for you all to remember Community too. Since… they are part of your Community too!  TaDa, TaDa!

I need a drum roll here. Please.

I love you all, oh, rivers and rivers and rivers and rivers of GREAT Love!

Talk again soon.

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