- I don't need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe.
I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset and I perceive
- – LIVE, Heaven
I did not attend Conclave over Easter Weekend. There was a plane ticket, but I did not get on that flight.
There was a "family emergency"; shock, horror, anger, tears, and mourning at the mere threat of the loss of innocence. A reminder of human fragility, and all we cling to is tissue easily torn by archonic forces of suspicion, innuendo, assumption. It was one of the worst experiences of my life. We spent the weekend bruised, shaken, and nauseated.
And yet, in the end, all is well. I clung to my lover and my children, held them as I wept and gave thanks for the dodging of bullets, for this season of passing-over. No damage done, all are well, safe, oblivious and happy. Now the patient work of healing, of restoration.
Ora pro nobis.
4 comments:
Praise be to God that all is well.
While we certainly missed you, there will be other chances as I know that we are all in this for the long haul. I am now more glad than ever that we had a chance to visit in February in Victoria.
Peace and Light to you my Brother
Ken+
Hope all is well, Jordan.
Holy Week often seems to be the most difficult time of the year--on a good year. In entering into the story of Christ we come face to face with a lot of darkness and often have to fight through it to the light of Easter. Resurrection isn't hitting the reset button, there is death, loss, mourning, pain, along with the transformation. I am very glad that you were able to experience the light of Easter in a very real sense, in what is important, in spite of it all. Blessings as you work your way through the aftermath.
Your brother in Gnosis,
-Troy
I too, pray all is well.
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