Building Hope

 Building Hope

by: r.m.

i speak of hope. i speak to myself and others of hope. of hope as the reason for living, the reason for the struggle. without hope, our actions become empty and selfish — done to ease our guilty conscience rather than build for change.

i speak of hope – and of how those of us with the luxury of our middle-class lives can actually live our lives without struggle for justice. we can choose to accept the consumeristic lifestyle and pat ourselves on the back by choosing the “green” product, by signing a petition, by singing a revolutionary song, by pressing “like” on an image on facebook, by tweeting some news.  we’ve done our share for the world, we can say.  and, amidst this luxury, we can also say, we don’t feel hopeful. hope to us is a choice.  we can choose it or deconstruct it and say it doesn’t exist.

i know this.  i know that hope is not a choice for those struggling on the front lines. palestinians in the occupied lands – all of palestine – must fight to survive, must resist every day.  theirs is a choice of hope or death.

there is a statement on my wall, taken from a slogan written on a wall in South America.  “let’s leave pessimissm for better times.”

we don’t have the right NOT to be hopeful.

i tell myself that Howard Zinn, that beautiful historian, wrote that movements and change are done by thousands of pockets of change, each small but when connected become larger.

i know that we are the majority.  i know that despite all the harshness and violence, even amidst this violence and insanity, people reach inside of themselves and become more generous, kinder, loving.  most of us are good and decent.

yes, i know all this. i know it theoretically. i believe it ideologically.

but, lately, it has become much harder to accept it emotionally. to feel it in my blood.  the news of our planet drying and flooding and burning and heating – of possible temperature rises in 6 degrees C by the end of this century.  the globalized, hungry, greedy, empty corporations tearing apart peoples’ livelihoods and homes, from India to Nigeria to the United States to Brazil .. and yes, to Palestine.

and now Syria.

these past few months, when i search for pockets of change, pockets of hope, I find them too small.  So, I appeal to you.. share your pockets.  Let’s build that line of hope

a critical point, a point that needs to be stated: so long as i – we – stand outside of the struggle, i – we – will find holes in the actions of millions around the world, we will deconstruct the hopes. it is only when we fully join the struggle, then our own actions feed into the pockets of hope all around us …

we have been trained to be pessimistic.  optimism comes from the work itself. and from connecting the struggles.

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Guardians

 Guardians of the Last Hope

by Gillian MacBeth-Louthan

We all come to an intersection of self and soul, light and dark, grey matter and everything in-between.

August has asked us to walk forward into the dark passageways of time using only the light we hold in our heart. It has wrapped its energies around us like a boa, squeezing us until we say ‘uncle.’ This month has demanded our undivided attention.

Like glass, we have shattered only to be replaced with a solar mirror reflection of what is possible. We have been asked to expand past any perimeters of lack or limitation into a place of undiluted freedom. This month has sent some button pushing master teachers in the form of anyone and anything we have a charged reaction to. It has asked us to bend over touch our cosmic toes and still balance on the high wire of light, all the while juggling our regular life.

The teachings of August have been like a drill sergeant in your face, breaking down all that does not serve one. You cannot run, hide or shield yourself from these learning’s, as they stick to one like a cosmic spider web. August has always been a month of transformation, pushing us into new teachings before the colors change in the autumn. Breathing deeply and continually asking for divine insight and clarity will bring one to edge of their old selves.

Like a fledgling, you can be pushed from the comfy nest or learn to fly on your own. The mechanics of manifestation and creation is being re-defined. The words ‘want and need’ will no longer describe who you are. The words “have, create, deserve, receive” will be where you land.

Humanity is the only species that was made in the Creator’s image holding all the credentials for doing great feats. We are the last Hope of a loving God that sees the future of this blue-green sphere and is dependant upon humanity to move past its self-imposed trials and tribulations. Finally securing its place in the universe. We the people, can never stop believing in better days, in the goodness of mankind, and in universal justice. We can never stop believing in our dreams, for ourselves and those we love.

Darkness feeds on doubt and fear. It wants us to give up and give in to a bleak future with no hope. We are the Guardians of the last Hope, fueled by the Creators belief and faith in us, it is our mission and duty to hold this Light of Hope high for all to see. Let your light shine on what seems like the darkest of days. For one spark of Hope can ignite an entire world. As the memory of what was, seems to drift like a dream in the morning, we continue to move quickly down the corridor of time. We are being ushered into time doors that swing both ways. Down hallways that never end, into a place that has not been created yet.

All of us have seen and felt the energy and the trail of chaos it leaves behind. Time is like a wild horse that bucks the 24 hr system and continues to look for a way out of the dimensional corral. Time brushes past us like a gust of wind, not asking our permission to do what it was born to do.

Time has shifted. It has quickened its pace, and all past alignments have shifted as well. Longitudes and latitudes dance to a new beat. Leylines and time markers are off line, sacred geometries are reset. An actual cog in time has been felt as the worlds walk into a new wavelength of Light.

Life pushes us harder into a corner of limited choices or so it seems, but it is us that has painted ourselves into that corner by our limited thinking. We can just as easily paint a way out if we choose.

We still biologically walk to the beat of the old drum when the band plays on in a different octave of time and light. Our perceptions are enhanced and we see in and out of time but are still not sure where to place each thought. Seeing between the worlds is not a place for those weak of purpose.

One must hold tightly to the tight wire as time doors are opened and possibilities present themselves in a new array of colors. The unexpected is to be expected on a daily basis. People do there best to hide what ails them, but actions are louder than any words.

This year of time asks one to get down to the business of picking up the shattered glass and like Alice, going into all facets and fractures of self. The Mayans were the first to use mirrors as a portal of transport to places that could not be seen with the naked eye. The place of mirrors comes to reflect what needs to be seen as one crosses the timelines of multi-verses.

Seeing into the future is not a place for those weak of heart or knee. As one walks through the time doors, many trap doors make themselves know. Mini black holes to other universes and places of parallel time loops, can escort one back and forth creating a dizzying effect. Time doors open and close faster than the blink of an eye. Truth and time are individual, and do not present a singular view or outcome.

The unknowable becomes seen in the halls of time. That which has been emptied now becomes full. Freeing itself from definition, there is nothing to do, there is nothing to let go of, you are simply free to explore all that you are. A shift of realm awakens from a long sleep to escort you into the nexus cornerstone where time and space meet and embrace you.

All limitations are transformed in this expanded version of reality.

Do you have the courage to quantum leap into this fluid point of possibility and swim with the big fish in the sea of the collective dream field? Your vessel of eternal self is being purified for the expanded energies and truths of the upcoming shifts from now to 2012.

You are an instrument of light that is being fine-tuned.

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Final Hurdle

This is the final hurdle.  As if on an obstacle course, having met every wall and challenge; exhausted and spent – you have this one more thing to overcome.  It is right before you now.  Whatever has been hidden has come out of its hiding place to stand in the full light of day and you are dealing with it.

The obstacle before you now must be seen for what it is and understood.  Today it will not be hidden, covered up or ignored.  You cannot sweep this one under the rug. There is no movement forward with this baggage.  It surpasses the weight limit.  The higher realms demand an unencumbered you – this fear is too heavy.  It must be left behind.

All of what we have known is true is what it will take now.  These are very dense times.  There are concerns about money, food, shelter, health.  How does a being of light and extraordinary power handle these “end times”?  With ridiculous hope, unwavering belief and steadfast love.  You know you have come for this.

When a new obstacle shouts at you, see it for what it is – a very solid illusion, another hurdle.  Then strategize which method you’ll use to get past it.  Will you climb it, jump over it, find your way around it or crawl through it?  The one thing you can’t do is ignore it.  Its part of this life you are here to experience, another memory you’ll one day look back on and marvel at.  This is the life you’ve chosen.  It did not just show up, it was bidden.  You wanted this.  You may be questioning your sanity, yet what is never in doubt is your ability to succeed.

You will do this.  It is the belief in your ability that will sustain you.  See how far you’ve come.  Remember what is real. It is your true power.  Lives are made with beliefs.  Miracles happen.  What makes a seeming miracle is an unwavering belief in a desired outcome.  They seem to come out of nowhere yet this is not true.  They spring from expectations, as does all of life.  They are created by you.

Expect miracles and see only love.  This is the vision that provides a view of beautiful and a world of abundance.  There is no one, not a person or an institution that is more powerful than you are.  You have come now to move a planet and her people beyond this obstacle course called the “third dimension”.

This will take love.  You know what that feels like; it is what you are at your very core.  You are the one you’ve been waiting for.

Reposted from:  sophialove