As we finally enter our next destination of scheduled time, we
all seem to be stuck at the stoplight, waiting for the light to turn
green and give us the go-ahead. Holding our breath, our tempers, and
our expectations we wait on the sidelines for the universe to wave us
forward.  Stopping only to hone our desires, our wants and our needs
we constantly look for the sign, the sky writing, that says, ‘thumbs
up, the water is safe come on in, you can now cross the street of your
life to the next phase of your journey.’ 

Eagerly we await
what we feel in the pit of our stomach is big, really big!  Searching
our world, our reflections, and our intuitions for the cosmic
directional.  Feeling as if our legs are leaden, immovable keeping us
in the land of the void, the unformed and uninformed.  A place of no
words, no actions, no foresight.  Licking our wounds, feeling like a
trapped animal in a place of no escape.  Looking around us at the
economy, the government, the world, and seeing that everyone is parked
at the stoplight in a long line waiting for a sign. Misery often loves
company but there is no comfort in this get together .

Many get
tired of waiting and venture out on their own into the void the
unknown. coming back torn and tattered and even more confused telling
us all of earth is stuck and appears immobile.  Our hearts sink deeper
into the pits of our stomach.

Who will save us, who will lead
us, who will be our messiah our our commander and chief ? 
We feel as if we are held captive within space and time, sitting in the
place between breaths, between heartbeats and between thoughts.  The
silence is loud; the of the soundless void is thunderous.  We
stick our fingers in our ears to stop the pain of silence, and as we
do we hear a faint, but familiar voice.  A wee voice that says listen
to me, I am hear (here) for you.  We strain ourselves listening to the
one familiar soothing sound in the void, the voice of our true self,
our soul, and our divinity.

The voice continues to melodiously
speak," Wait my dear, wait.  All is invisible and embryonic of
state at this time.  Wait until the tide changes and finally reaches
the seashore of your heart.  Do not rush into dangerous waters, out of
boredom, out of fear, out of need.  Wait for life to unveil itself,
the new is not fully formed.  Hold onto the seed dreams within your
soul heart.  They will be the fruit of the future.  The fragrance of
the 21st century bloom.  You walk into/unto a new level of life/light
that has not ever been experienced.  Lovingly wait until your soul
announces to you that the bridge is safe to cross. 

Do not use excuses to become lethargic depressed and complacent.  In
this place that you temporarily sit, weave the longings of your heart
into a vibratory tapestry of sub atomic particles that are destined to
find their way into physical form.  Do not sit as a passenger in your
life.  Looking at it pass by the window. 

You inhale
unfamiliar energies that seem not to fit your life, your body, or your
thinking.  Hold tight as you paddle through the breakers of your life
to the calm yet powerful waters of the New.  Let go of the fear of
falling off of your flat life and being eaten by sea (see) monsters. 
Sail fully without fear of failure.  Follow the star chart of your
destination with precision and then expect to land on new land that
will provide even more than you imagined.

waiting within the void is but an elevator ride from one floor of light
to another.  In all of life it is but a wink, a blink and a nod.  Now
sail on your beautiful boat into your unknown, unformed future. Allow
your internal divine compass to innately sail you in the direction of
your destiny.

The illusion of stillness seems
hauntingly alive, and you fear being devoured by its vastness, as one
who sails to the rivers end only to find a great waterfall.  Let go and
allow the divinity within you to drive.  It is older and wiser and has
driven since the beginning of time.   Allow the true self, the soul,
the God within to move you in a direction of completeness.  The void
has the ability to extract what is in your heart and assist you in
birthing it into manifestation."

Gillian MacBeth-Louthan – PO box 217 – Dandridge, Tennessee 37725-0217 –