[Thespiritexpress] Poem read this morning at the group: It Used to Be

[Riantee Rand]

  The little bird perching on my knee while I was lying under a tree really happened, 
only much later did I realize it was a message from my higher self
> 
> It Used to Be – A Journey from Innocence to arrogance and ever-so-slowly back to innocence
>  
> It used to be
> that the world was  full
> of magic and mystery.
>  
> It used to be
> that as a child of immigrants I was insignificant
> ––many others out there
> so much smarter, more capable,
> beautiful, powerful
> and convinced of their value.
> But poor immigrants are of not worth anything!
>  
> It used to be
> that I tried to be smart,
> worldly,
> sophisticated,
> cultured,
> so I could have friends to admire me,
> men to adore me.
>  
> It used to be
> that I wanted the moon
> to reflect my grace and beauty,
> the wind through branches
> to whisper
> about my insights and understandings,
> the sun to broadcast my achievements
> in inspiration and vision …
>  
> But the wild me took me to the forest
> and when I fell asleep under a tree
> a small bird landed on my knee
> singing a little melody:
> ‘you are all you desire to be ––and more,
> in your joy of being,
> of creating blissfully with no purpose,
> no goal,
> just to enjoy the joy,
> to witness the healing of the healed,
> the awakening of the already awakened.
>  
> ‘The mind doesn’t know what’s of value,
> what’s of service to humanity,
> so forget trying,
> just follow your bliss
> for it will take you
> wherever you need to be,
> your heart knows how valuable You are
> when you love your friends for who They are,
> and in return…
> they can’t help but
> love you!’

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