SHACK 4138 OLD SOULS

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 On meeting Sun Bear many years ago and sharing a powwow and then a cleansing ritual many remembered their past lives, I felt the tall grass and the waiting as the buffalo went past us and when we came out of the ritual many went up to Sun Bear and he spoke softly into their ear. My partner Gill looked shocked at what he said and she never told me what he said. Then Howie a friend and he looked perplexed. Then me; he said, so my friend we sat in the long grass looking at the buffalo, many of us are now coming back to help the Earth and peoples through a most trying time. You are not special just one of the many who are old souls returning to assist in the changes to come. Sun Bear and I met sometime later at the Findhorn Community and spent two weeks with others and many powwows of many sorts took place. I met him some years later at Glastonbury and that was the last time.

It came to me that at my NDE at the age of four and that I was reluctant to incarnate (story many times told) I realise that I felt the anguish and troubles in the Earth and its peoples and somehow maybe I had a place in the assistance through these troubled waters. Perhaps the many workshops I presented, the countless people in healing and counselling sessions may have helped a little and being told by the Lamas at Samye Ling in 1967 that I was one of the many old souls returning and many like myself reluctant to do so and yet a chore and sometimes challenging and fearful carried on never the less and how true for me this is.

I feel the weight of the much Karma from all the timelines and their intermixing of energies and loves, hurts, frustrations and battling strong dictatorial edicts, the slaying of the innocent young and old, the tearful tragedies of old and yet now and in your face so to speak, I feel the weary weight and pressure of the karma, mine as well as others, the path of the soul through many incarnations in order to find peace, not as Earth humans understand peace, not the uneasy negotiated peace between nations but the Divine Peace as the soul recognises divinity and its ones with it. 

I see the endless trudging through the mire, the endless steep craggy hard underfoot shoeless migrations looking for home, rent by war and poverty to shame, loss of human dignity and mercy suffering as they see the slaughter of their loved ones in the most grisly foul fashion. The endless prayers and beseeching to God, saints, gurus anyone who may share a piece of bread  or safety and warmth and I feel the weight of this and although I am relatively well off I feel it from the small incidents I have suffered and realise what this must be like multiplied many times over.

I feel helpless to assist those who are downtrodden and beaten and sick and yet as I meditate in quietness and feel the peace I willingly share this with others. I do give some money to charities and clothes to those who need them but feel this is not enough. I used to do some shamanic rituals to cleanse time lines of my own personal as it were karma. I now just sit and feel in the quietness of my Being. Is this enough? I realise that following tradition and ritual of others is not for me, I have to follow my quiet inner self whatever that may mean and I do not know why I am here now, I am 86 and more or less house bound and partially disabled and yet I feel it is just being here may have some use, perhaps we all have inner work which the physical everyday beingness of myself does in the everyday world and the soul work goes on in sleep, meditation although there is just quiet and some inspiration to write and share.

I am not in control of my breath, yes I can hold my breath change its rhythms but I cannot will my breath as it were, I am breathed by Life and I am to stay here on Earth by Life's will for me, I know not why, Life has a purpose for everyone and thing everywhere and this is enough to sustain me. Not my will but your will Oh Great Life, great Source of Life, Great Spirit and although at times I buck at this, there seems to be a spontaneous something that say in feelings, its Ok its joy and Life has its way and is a mystery and that keeps me keeping on. I guess this is the old soul peeking through the dross and entanglement of the ego mind set.

SHACK  aka   GEOFF