Meditating today. Trying to make sense of it all. Came to a centered place, felt the grace. But standing there on top of the mountain, I began to look down at all the suffering. All the war, all the strife, all the struggle.
Why God? Why! I asked.
I then saw myself in a large Crystal Atrium, like a church. There was a man there, like a Pastor.
"Banish the word 'struggle' from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we have been waiting for." — Hopi elders
