The New Earth Heralds Peace On Earth

THE NEW EARTH HERALDS PEACE ON EARTH

21 December has arrived,
many are expecting major changes,
Yet the changes are already here,
The earth has been shaking,
The winds have been blowing a gail,
Large hail stones rain down,
Snow appears as desert storms,
The temperatures a tempest in a tea cup?
Or the tempo of a planet in duress?
For these are the tests of our time,
Unseasonal patterns create arhythmia,
For the heart has been under attack for eons,
For now it is to recalibrate new patterns,
Just-in-time.

The pattern maker is redefining song lines,
Some call leylines,
For the earth grids have moved,
The axis has shifted,
And soon the poles reverse,
When there is no rehearsal
for great change.

Nature is its own pattern maker,
Thread bare,
Nature has been polluted, exploited, soils degraded,
natural bounties raided,
The raiders of the lost arc are banking on more yields,
For they couldn’t find the covenant on natures creed,
Whilst human greed lost the transcript,
Indeed it lost the plot,
As free dominion (freedom) transformed into ownership of a ecosystem
that is a life support not a quarry,
For the worry we experience is that we all know this,
We see the damage has been done,
We see we no longer are having fun,
For the joy has left the table of profit,
Prophets have left the table for lack of joy,
For this is serious business to make a living,
Rather than receiving what was originally free,
For the only sin was in not knowing that life provides,
Yet she cannot keep giving under the weight of ignorance,
That is carrying the human condition into unsustainable practices,
As economics reported models of infinite growth,
Yet the planet’s carrying capacity is significantly diminished,
No matter the bull or what we can bear,
Does this mean we are finished?
Or are we finished with being mean?

Are we consumers in need of seed?
Or seed awaiting the gardener?
One is dependent,
The other sentient and resilient,
For to live closer to the earth is to hear her heart beat,
To live without a heart is to beat the earth out of her,
Yet this can never be possible,
As it is not a competition,
Nor a quarry with endless supply routes,
It is to ask why we are living this sedition against nature?
In the end what do we hope to gain if we don’t sustain?
For we can never win as tipping points are breached,
Whales and dolphins are beached,
Magnetic fields are changing,
Weakening as the poles shift, melt and shudder,
This spaceship earth is losing her rudder,
Navigation points are a bemuda triangle of confusion,
As the dial goes heywire,
Wifi shuts down,
Mobiles off line,
Ice sheets slip and slide into the ocean,
We feel her erratic motion,
For energy in motion is her emotion,
Listing from side to side as she ready’s herself
for a new trajectory,
for a new future,
For life supports cannot endlessly supply coal burning electricity,
electronic goods,
Mechanised processes,
Ipods, DVD’s, Flatbed screens and fancy cars,
Dumbing down the masses in bars,
The polar bears are drowning as the ice sheets heat,
The currents of change heat up,
As the economy goes down,
For even though nature supports the economic system,
The economic system does not support nature,
And this is the true nature of the problem,
of denial.

So friends,
Do we wait until collapse?
Do we wait for a relapse?
Or do we own our stewardship?
Do we listen to the indigenous elders?
Do we relearn our connection to mother earth?
Do we use our ingenuity to find the incongruity?
Do we seek to understand and then be understood?
To see the trees for the wood?
Do we turn this mothership around and remember the song lines,
For as you remember the key codes of…

Love,
Peace,
Cooperation,
Respect,
Circumspect,
Wisdom,
Reflection,
Truth,
Expanding,
Natural selection…

You are laying new foundations,
You return to the sanity,
For this is the humanity we have lost,
Forgetting the philosophy set in stone,
To thine own self be true,
The planet is sending us reminders of the lost city of Atlantis,
That we may sink or swim,
To sink the ego is to let go of selfish pride,
To cease demanding more than you need,
To let go of greed as the bad seed sown after good,
To remember the heart is the seat of the soul,
And this is the goal in this new golden age,
This golden globe,
That is the ancient hieroglyphic that takes us to higher pre-scripts.

So we stand together at a precipice,
We either step into the unknown and fly,
Or we fall from the cliff of our own destruction,
We have always had a free will choice,
When one opens the eyes to see the truth,
And the mind to know what is so,
The afterglow is in living what is natural,
And this is not an angle but the way of the life of the eagle,
It is the satchell of wisdom the fool carries on the back,
The feather of truth that is twinkling in her eye,
Intuition is the spark that knows which foot is placed first,
As one stands in thin air,
As the miracle of life,
The Harry Potter of imagination,
The magic wand of your powerful intent,
For when you are intent to live in your power,
Which is not over others but within the self,
We are choosing our reality in all ways,
So which do you select… 
The kite or the stone?

Our civilisation is divided,
Theologies are derided,
Are we choosing material resistance or sentimental existance?
Choosing jobs over vocation?
Living for the vacation rather than each moment being the holy-day?
For earth changes are not a punishment but natural consequences of ignoring the signals,
As heads are in the sand,
Crop circles endlessly loop,
As if messages are only seen from the heavens,
Soils endlessly degrade,
As the quality of life slowly fades.

So which seeds are you truly planting?
The wise gardner watches the weather,
She builds up the soil,
She makes peace with the earth as she neither toils nor spins,
So choose your seeds wisely,
Are you planting self generating plants?
Or are the seeds obsolescent,
Is the food in rows and lines?
Or does it grow wild?
Is it harvested in a rush or collected with joy?
For each seed is a new thought waiting to exist,
A renewable earth rests at the heart centre of each idea,
Are we seeding a new earth or business as usual?
For the usual will become obsolete,
As we complete a 26,000 year cycle.

The solar flares are signalling a new olympus,
For the mountain we will climb is within our own minds,
For the beliefs of the old world are falling away like debris,
The inspiration of the new world is arriving like the sea,
Washing over us,
Washing away untruth,
As our moods are high then low,
The tides of our emotions pull us back then forward,
For this is the signal of earth changes,
for the earth and you are one in the same,
One cannot exist without the other,
We are indeed embedded in life cycles,
Spiral galaxy’s revolving around the central sun,
As the cosmos is changing,
Other planets are rearranging,
Why would you think we are alone?
One only need turn over the philosophers stone,
To find new questions emerging on time,
For in no time we will cherish the moment,
We will jump for joy,
To celebrate life as the greatest gift,
For there are no coincidences,
Life is on track,
And through changes we find there is no lack,
when love is the answer to every question.

So enjoy change,
For life is change,
And we have entered a new epoch,
Some call it a rebirth,
Cycles will end and others begin,
It is only uncertainty that brings discomfort,
Yet we are not here to know all,
Just enjoy each day and give service to all,
For we are each others keepers,
Lend your neighbour a helping hand,
Spend a bit longer to understand,
Deal with the past and clear it away like old cobwebs,
Envisage the new rushing towards you joyful and uplifting,
For you were gifted to be here at this time,
You are a wonderful and wise creator of life,
You are perfection and perfect pitch,
You are the jester, the lover, the wizard and the magician,
So joyfully love the world you create,
Wave your intentional wand and find Harry Potter in your wildest dreams,
Petition your heart and put your house in order,
For your intent is your wand,
Your purity is your natural magic,
And the world is waiting on your suggestion of what it will be,
for each of us create reality,
really!!

So beloved friends,
We are at the end,
Yet a new beginning,
Turn off the television of brainwashing,
Quit that job if a handmaiden,
For your life is your greatest job security,
And you are the decider of the content and the quality,
Creating each belief like a tribal chief,
Reinforcing each thought weaving old patterns of rote,
Yet if change is your highest desire,
Come out of the tower and fill in the moat,
Open the doors and think of first cause,
Change your thought an watch the deck chairs rearrange,
Does that sound strange?
You already do it every day,
For we make it up as we go,
And go alone as we make it,
As we grow  we start to know,
The crown on our head is indeed the jester royale,
And as you allow yourself to bloom,
You make room for change,
For as the earth changes,
You change,
As you change,
The earth changes,
And that is the purpose of 2012,
To break the spell of our collective abuse,
To see through the ruse and begin again,
For always we must start with a blank page,
A new stage,

So pause …

Envisage what you truly want,
Then choose from the rainbow array again,
For life was always a godsend,
The creative pen is mightier than the hardest sword,
And the word of peace is the most powerful engine,
For we are writing the new story of a new earth,
At this momentus rebirth,
Of peace on earth.