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    This reminds me of what happened the other day while driving,

    in Sedona, Arizona, pulling up to a Red Light, first in line.

    I was in the right lane of a two lane going one way,

    while the other side, a two lane too,

    was traffic coming from the other direction (you get it).

    IN the intersection all alone,

    was a single car that obviously was meaning to turn left,

    but whomever was in the car was not moving?

    The Light was Red.

    All four corners of people in cars at this intersection

    were watching this lone car going nowhere.

    Some honked, shouted, no one did anything.

    I watched as it was just not moving.

    My instincts kicked in … rare!

    I opened my car door and went into the intersection

    trying to open the passenger door,

    seeing a frail elderly man in the drivers seat.

    He was fumbling trying to find the button to unlock,

    so I went to his side where he had opened his door.

    You should have seen the look in this beautiful beings eyes

    as he reached out grabbing my hand

    with a locking grip in panic saying “I’m sorry”.

    He could have had a mild stroke!

    Maybe a Diabetic experience.

    Maybe a brain injury not capable to function in that moment!

    My heart went out just as quickly saying

    I UNDERSTOOD!

    With calm compassion I held his hand saying “It is okay”,

    putting my other hand on his cheek lovingly.

    Are you alright?

    It is okay darlin’ … the light is red is all.

    Everything is fine. Are you okay?

    He nodded yes.

    I looked into his eyes with my hand still upon his cheek saying;

    “It’s okay, you can go now”.

    He closed the door and drove the car left.

    I stood there in the intersection, one girl, not moving,

    to make sure he did so in Peace.

    It was silent for that beautiful recognized moment.

    While all this was happening

    the four corners of traffic at this intersection

    just waited in Silence as well.

    And I wasn’t leaving until this man and his car

    was safely going where he intended.

    As I came back to my car,

    the one beside me had some elderly people in it.

    They put their hands out the window shouting;

    “You did a wonderful thing today!”

    Gave them a thumbs up that the man was okay.

    All beautiful and what a good feeling.

    Always follow your HEART.

    Make a move when no one else does,

    just because you FEEL TO.

    Always for the good of the whole.

     

    “Life is a personal journey. Live it. Love it. Care for it. Share it.
    Let it all BE, to grow like a new branch on the Tree of Life.
    When one sees differently let them go to experience.
    May we teach our children well, as we all eventually meet up in the middle of forever somewhere.”

    BE THE MUSIC. Time to Break Patterns. Let your voice FLOW FOR PEACE from ALL four WAYS.
    Like the winds of change coming in on all sides of Sacred Geometries.
    Nature has a knowingness that has no name flying upon your very word manifesting.
    Speak Kindly, yet, precisely, with grace.

    “Heart to Heart. Hand to Hand. Eye to Eye.
    Once met never forgot forever friends.”

    I SEE YOU.

    “I’ve crossed many paths to be here.
    Dancing with scribes and poets, and sages of young and old.
    Landing upon truth scattered like the song of wind.
    I am that which is ever changing.
    I am that which is becoming.
    It’s raining love from champions composing Silent knowings ”

    “We have no idea, yet, we do.”

     

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