I was on my morning stroll, walking along the shore phoneless, shoeless, nothing but my linen dress and the sand at my feet, when it began to rain.
First a drizzle. “Ah this is nice”.
Then a downpour… granting me access to my tears.
Then a storm. And I could feel my rage rolling in!
One by one people exited the beach. I stayed. The entire ocean to myself. I threw off my dress and jumped in. The rain got heavier. It hit sideways and splashed from underneath. Waves tumbled my body. The salt water cleansed my etheric body. And the rain drops washed away my tears.
I found myself screaming.
“Universe, why am I here?”
“Why am I playing this game that I so often don’t enjoy?”
The answer I received was beyond satisfactory.
I was reminded of my childhood nightmares - a mix between “The Never Ending Story” and “Jumanji”. The familiar feeling of being stuck in a game that I no longer want to play. Yet, somewhere knowing that I consented to playing. That I came here by free will. Somewhere knowing that Earth is the solution to the loop consciousness finds itself in.
Earth is a place where we can feel finite, separate, living within time and boundaries. This planet gives us the opportunity to both expand and solidify our being.
Players from all corners of the galaxy get to co-create here. There are no real winners or losers on earth… just a shared field. Within this field, we get to choose who we are and what frequency we calibrate to.
In other words, even as we are traversing the murkiness of earth’s field, we get to discern our truth in each and every moment. No one can take that away from us.
Earth is a meeting place to understand one another. A bridge between intergalactic species. And if you don’t believe in that… it’s enough to feel the bridge between cultures, genders, races, religions, etc.
The internet has brought with it greater understanding and connection, yet now we reach a turning point. With AI, content can be duplicated, mirrored, copied, and twisted. Already (and more to come)… we not able to believe what we see and hear online. Anything can be manipulated towards a specific agenda.
We are being directed back towards the self now. Back towards presence with one another in the physical realm. Rewriting the game we play on Planet Earth together as one human species. Every choice, every action is a vote.
We create a better game by doing the things we love to do. Redefining “work” as a collective mission to liberate our planet. We do this by moving from fear frequency into play frequency.
Historically we have feared the unknown, now we welcome it. We stop making ourselves crazy or wrong for not fitting in the system (for outgrowing the previous game). We look upon the horizon with gratitude for all we have learned.
On judgment day, we are the judge. We can choose to not like something without making it wrong. For example, when we don’t like the smell of something… we have the choice to walk away, to stop breathing it in. Not needing to control whether others like the smell or not. We honor our choice and our preferences, just as we honor theirs. We honor the players and how they choose to learn their lessons. It is in doing this, that we liberate the whole.
The moment before us reveals our personal truth. As I began this writing the electricity went out… “Oh no. Will my document even save? Will I be stuck with my own thoughts all day?” Half way through writing, the power returned. “Oh no. The messages on my phone are streaming in. The stimulation, the distraction, the access to other. I can’t write as clearly.”
There must be a middle way. A way to walk towards our preferences whilst honoring the others. Trusting that our journey of discovering that which we don’t like is leading us towards that which we do.
Why are we here?
As the waves came crashing through the storm, obliterating my fear and reminding me of the creator that I am… I received my answer. I remembered why I came.
Image created with AI. Writing is 100% human-written.