I’ve often said, “Only in silence will man hear the echo of his heart’s longing.” Today’s message precedes two days’ worth of transcriptions, which includes a manifesto of sorts that Vesta asked me to transcribe yesterday. I’ve been asked to upload today’s transcription in its entirety beforehand. Those of you who have been following along witnessed the aftermath of Maitreya’s premonition on Saturday, which immediately preceded an unraveling that a few of the characters weren’t expecting. Although it seems odd to me to upload disjointed aspects of stories, sometimes things aren’t meant to follow a predictable, set order or path. Sometimes, random encounters can lead us into thinking we’re headed in one direction, and a “you-turn” suddenly appears out of nowhere. The soul will always lead us toward love; it’s our egos that will often thwart love, reminding us of our histories and past failures, cautioning us to play things safe until we’re certain.
“Children wear water wings when they’re learning to swim,” Maitreya said, showing the woman an image of a young boy swimming in a lake, who paused when he encountered a dragon gently floating in front of him. Neither the young boy nor the dragon appeared afraid; in fact, they both seemed to be startled at the presence of the other. In the next image, a young girl deftly swam between them, glancing toward the young boy and then the dragon, whose eyes seemed to glitter with possibility. She tread water silently before shrugging her shoulders, as if to say, “Oh, well. I guess they’ll move when they’re meant to,” before swimming on. Both the dragon and the young boy followed her with their eyes, and then looked at each other and also shrugged. “Fear is often made out to be larger than it is,” Maitreya added, and the woman nodded her head. “New beginnings are new beginnings, Dear One. Remember that the next time you attempt to come between someone and a fear that has yet to be conquered.” The woman felt herself being drawn back to the lake, and the image of the young boy and the dragon were replaced with a soft, ethereal mist. She then felt herself swimming toward a small island. “Rest here,” she heard. “Integrate what you’ve learned and allow others to do the same.”
“And now, on with today’s story!” exclaimed the fool, bringing the woman back to the present. Nodding her head again, she accepted that Maitreya’s vision was precisely what she needed to witness.
For those of you who are struggling to reconnect with a Christmassy feeling, I hope today’s conversation inspires you to find some inner magic to hold onto.