The Storms of Change

In turbulence particles coalesce with gentle attraction. Your ears hear the breeze calmly kick a second before your skin feels it brush your cheek. Water molecules gather and grow a million fold as they rise captive in the updraft to the clear thin atmosphere their multitude becoming cloud-mountains which billow kilometers high above. The breeze becomes the wind and all the Winds now whip and gather in speed and force. This air mass shifts, pressure drops. This system draws the energy of lesser worlds or moons.

It’s blackness dims the bracing green hills and valleys of this shivering world.

So born are the great Storms of regeneration and transformation.

Wait now calmly as you can, though you must endure the wrath of the demon of tempests which stalks this place cloaked in darkcloud and frenzied agonised ripped cursed tortured air. The Great Forests fall stripped broken and defeated. Floods fill all lowlands. Outposts, settlements, cities which once glowed brightly are wiped from the surface. Lives are lost forever in this tragedy.

The destroyer of soulless Worlds and those dark masters who have ruled them descends now upon the this world.

Rivers break banks spitting torrents of silt and filth in the black night.

But energy dissipates, and in time these skies will return to the blues you have known well. Tranquillity settles on sky and land. The land is wet, it breathes. A strange but welcome quietness is pierced by the calling birds and you breathe ozone and oxygen. The planet exhales. Frightened creatures and women, children and men stir tentatively in the dawn. Lightning punctuates lengthening intervals in bright blinding bursts. It crackles and scatters in dark like broken neon.

You see far and understand now. A new Spirit inhabits this world. A cleansing has taken place. Regeneration and a Shift of the human Mind has now come.

Eastward on the low horizon dark breaks now with the glowing ember sky and the small inner planets rise in stillness ahead of the rays of the small home Star.

Those who are here now to see shall gather and they shall know that a New Dawn has come. All spirit, life and matter here in this small world fill with the harmonic frequency of universal Love and Light.

All people shall live in the truth of love, compassion, and peace in accordance with Universal Morality.

The storm has passed.

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Awaken to the Dream.

Two forces exist.

the traveller spoke the words and this was his message.

The great duality.

One of love and light. One of fear and darkness. One of these states is an illusion, and in reality it’s all a dream. This is the nature of the cosmic game. Particles and waves abound in duality and your new language is binary.

Reality is a dream.

We are beings dreamed into manifestation in the mind of the Cosmic Consciousness, which became knowing and was dreaming throughout the Infinite before the Earth was ever dreamed of.

It is energy and it resonates.

It has frequency you can feel.

Your rhythms are circadian and so you sleep then dream – by cycles of planet and Star. You wake to a state you perceive as ‘reality’. You are in turn a figure in a larger dream of Worlds within the mind of cosmic consciousness. As your own dreams wander and shimmer in shadows and the light so does your life in the ‘real’ move in and out through the darkness and light. You find your dreams difficult to control, are you lost? – you wake. You have a suspicion that you can bring into being whatever it is you wish in your dream. Trust this feeling. You are beginning to truly understand this now as you watch your world decay. Deeply in your soul. In simplicity is truth.

Deeply in your Soul.

You know these things.

You know these things deeply in your Soul. You have known them all along. In simplicity is Truth. Perhaps as you age and you reflect upon your life you may begin to have some perception of your life as a dream. You conceive the past much as a dream, and to the future you already attach your dreams. Deeply in your Soul.

It is time to attune yourself to this resonant energy. It is in you and you are in it. Many are now being awoken and minds activated. Those coming to awareness may face many hardships of life. They are to be tested in all ways – to truly know what it is to be human. It is required. Many have also come here now. They each have a message. Listen. Do not fear.

This is your evolution. This is your transcendence. This is your way forward.
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Guide the dream now out of dark shadowlands and into Vast fields of Light and Love and in so doing find the resonance of harmony within you which is in all things in the realm of the Cosmic Dream. Face these fears you have and you will find true peace, you will be free. Push through. Look inside your very self and Soul and find endless Love within. It cradles you with eternal warmth and you will always be safe from harm. End fear now. End fear, Open your eyes.

Believe.

Awaken to the Dream.

(the traveller bent down on his knees to survey the landscape the dark azure air cracked and smelled of electrons he seemed weary he asked are they learning are they changing do they understand and his head fell he stayed silent I had no answer the air was dark it was quiet )

dreaming among the Stars

we glided on amongst the gathered Stars like little orange glow cinders whirling high wild on black winds in the void between everything

this night we dreamed they all had grains of small dust spinning elliptically rhythmically around them all blue and eternal with hope and wonders.

the Stars they shine brightly with love.

this came to be.

A Chance Encounter.

(stories from, ‘Tales of The Traveller’)

She didn’t just walk innocently into his life. No, she had surely plotted her move through the preceding months with the determination and precision of a seething terrorist with a vengeance. His mind raced. She would save him but he didn’t know that yet. He’d spent so many weeks alone he wondered if he was going mad. Another living human.

She rolled herself a smoke and a fleeting smile creased her pretty face as she remembers times past and her wet long hair steaks are clinging to her forehead and cheeks.

The Storm had taken all the day to build it’s wrath and it lingered above like it had now decided on this part of the land to punish. It was never like this before, he says to himself trying to recall exactly how perfect the weather once was, and the days when life was gold and his son didn’t die. Some thoughts need to be killed. Pain stabbed his strong lonely frightened heart like it came in on the ice Wind across that dead Ocean.
The Sky darkened down two last feeble tones of grayblack and the chill air whipped at his face as he rolled the car window down. “Hey do you need a lift?” he called to her from the driver’s seat.

She smiled with her eyes to him and nodded affirmative. “yeah sure!” she mouthed from across the street trying to animate her sullen face. Her eyes held life and they held his gaze. she stubbed her smoke on the pavement where she squatted against a wall. She climbed in beside him in his warm car. He drove and started talking about the bad weather to fill the air with something better than silence he hoped. But it was those eyes that were flashing through his mind – and that smile. His brain like a fever now.
Who was she, he wondered. Where did she come from? Why him? Then out of the dark quiet of nowhere she breaks the awkward and useless conversation silence with, “Do you know the road is a dark mystery, but then life was always like that.”

“Life is a fucking hell. What’s the point of even being alive?” he answers reflexively but flatly and without feeling or forethought.

Thunder clouds closed the sky and driving rain hit the windshield. They drove through this night, and then kept on through the next day. They felt at ease together very soon on their journey through the distant lands and forests. Trust was unknown in this place. They followed the narrow coastal road which remained above the new shore toward the Western horizon where no known towns survived into the New Era of Hope and populations were decimated in the End War.

Fierce winds pelted hard rain and the tall dark trees were losing the long fight. The forests withered and smelled of death. The Black Ocean spilled with rage at the shore of sand and rock and the remnants of fishing boats tugged at their moorings at a small wooden jetty only visible at low tide.

The small world obediently followed it’s orbit in the darkness and turned on its axis silently in a dance with the gray scarred Moon to face the Star. There was endless peace in the quiet of the void and all things were as they should be and as they had been throughout all the aeons of the Cosmos, and the Stars had always been witness.

The Forgotten Room

A Short Story for My Son, Jackson

Stillness

Prologue

Have you ever had one of those moments where you walk into a room for a reason, and then when you get there you’ve forgotten why?

Today I was out with my 12-year-old diagnosed autistic son Jackson (or just ‘Jack’ as he prefers). I take an exception to that ‘diagnosis’, but then that’s another story. We had just enjoyed a glorious Spring day in the sun riding our bikes by the river. I had been away for some weeks and only been back in town a week or so. We had some serious father-son catch up time to do – and this was a very special day for us both (in more ways than one).

As often happens, he asked me something profound, apropos to life and death, quite out of the deep blue sky. If ever there was a ‘Jack’, he sure is one straight down the line like an arrow and tall and slim. He will be a heart-breaker that boy, and hopefully a good basketballer.

Now this particular topic is big and important to Jack these past few months: death and going to heaven, or, plainly: mortality.

Actually, it’s just a big topic right there – for us all.

“I’ll be sad when you die Dad.“ he says out of nowhere, as we’re driving home.

I paused and re-focussed my thoughts from whatever was in my head, at that moment. I decided to tell him the following little story I invented as I drove the car.

It’s a “forgotten room” story.

Here is that story, with some slight detail added in the writing of it.

The Story

“Imagine a room” – I begin.

okay Dad, I’m imagining.

Now imagine you have just come through a doorway into that room.

yeah…and?

The room is full of mystery and wonder. There are many things to play with and many things to learn, and so very much to do.

Sounds like fun Dad!

It’s a very, very BIG room – as you soon discover. As you move forward on into the room you make your way around many strange and unfamiliar obstacles. You meet some people as you walk on. Some are your family, some are strangers, some become your friends, and some you may even fall in love with!

Yuck Dad!

Before you know it you are doing everything that the others seem to be doing in the room. Some will tell you things and some will be good and some will be bad. You need to be careful in this room, you soon learn.

Yep, I will be – I’m always a good boy Dad!

Hmm…

Anyhow…listen up boy…

The room seems endless! You realise you’ve been in it for what seems to be a great big long time and you might even think that all that is, and all there ever was, is in this room. But you know there are little twinkling lights up above in that far away darkness, and sometimes you see – the man in the Moon!

Yep, I’ve seen him Dad! Is the moon made of cheese?

No.

Some people in the room even taught you songs and rhymes about these things. You look up at this thing everyone in the room calls “The Sky” – and you wonder endlessly about that.

Yeah I LOVE looking at the sky with you Dad!

You spend sunny days with someone special gazing up watching clouds pass in front of it and you day-dream of far away wonders which fire your imagination. Your heart may suddenly pound faster. You might even want to hold her hand, and find yourself telling her you love her! She will also say with a smile, “I love you too – with all my heart Jack – to the moon and back!”

Yuck! Hey! Mum says that to me! I like that when Mum says it.

But what you don’t realise is that the room isn’t really that big after all – it’s really just a bit of a fancy trick. The room is actually very, very tiny but cram packed with all these wonders and mysteries! Some you will discover and understand. Others will always be hidden. For that is the way of this room.

That’s a bit weird, Dad.

One day, after a while, and as you wander around the room (sometimes aimlessly and a bit lost), you begin to sense with your eyes… something in the far distance. But it seems very dark down that end of the room, a little bit scary even! At first you are very frightened. But you realise by now that it’s the way you have to go. There is no way to go back. From what you can work out, you realise that maybe, just maybe, there is…A DOOR down there!

Wow! Another door! Cool!

But this door is a little different. Though you can’t really even remember the door you came in through now anyhow. It’s a distant memory.

Yeah I forgot about that door already, Dad.

Good.

This door has a small ‘exit’ sign above (just like the ones at school) and you know that this is the way you need to go.

Yep, my teacher told me about that!

The room has been very interesting and you have learned so much in this room.

Faces have come and gone, you’ve been in love and you’ve had your heart-broken. At times you got lost and had no idea where in the room you were and you felt very alone and frightened. Quite an experience you could say!

Whatever, Dad.

Now, you never knew it, but someone has been watching you very closely as you worked your way through this little room. They hoped with all their might that you may make it to the other side of the room and find that other doorway. You have actually been helped a little along the way by this secret one who watches you, and who always cared deeply about you, and who has always loved you unconditionally. You know in your heart that this has been the case. Suddenly everything starts to make sense and you feel drawn to this dark mysterious door that you now do not fear.

Okay Dad if you say so. What’s ‘uncondishilly’?

Tell you after this. Listen up.

You walk on, slower now, you’re a little tired by this time, and you feel that the room has given you all it has to offer. You feel at peace and all your fear is gone completely.

You approach this new door.

You turn and see friends and family and familiar faces back in the darkness. As now you realise that, what at first seemed dark, is now light and the other end from where you came seems dim and dark and far away. You cannot see that door.

You stand now before this new door. Still a little hesitant. But that soon fades and it’s as if someone is lifting your hand to turn the handle – and you are happy to do so. You feel in your heart, want to go through this door.

The door opens!

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT DAD?!”

MAGIC appears! Now you see it! Your eyes are wide and you cannot quite yet understand what you are seeing and for a moment you feel very, very frightened. But soon you feel no fear at all. You begin to shine brightly from inside you.

Light brighter than you have ever experienced in the old room comes washing over you also, and you feel it’s goodness. It’s warm and glowing and you feel your heart fill with the brightest light, love, and happiness.

You feel it deeply within you to your core – deeply in your soul.

You notice that you feel lighter. You go to take a step through the door and you don’t feel your feet but still you move forward. It’s like being in space! Floating now through the door as if some wondrous magic has taken you over. You ARE light.

Wow! Just like an astronaut, Dad!

Yep, just like an astronaut.

As you float now, you feel yourself being almost pulled through the new door, as if into the arms of a loving parent. There is a warmth. It feels safe and you feel no fear. In fact you feel love.- and a little dizzy!

You realise, with a big smile, and to your utter astonishment, that – it IS your parent!

It’s YOU, Dad!

Yep. It is me. I say softly.

I tell you it’s good to see you Jack and how I’ve been waiting for you and how I’ve been watching you in that old room. I tell you it was me guiding you and helping you up when you fell or lost your way. It was me who helped you mend that broken heart – oh but how I wept sometimes as I helped you from here, beyond that old room. Sometimes I laughed too! As I watched you rise and fall and live your life. I watched you dream, and I knew those dreams.

I cried for you when you were frightened and worried, but still I whispered to you and gave you little signs that I was there. My gaze never left you Jack. I tell you that I know how you often wondered at times but were never certain. You smile with a twinkle as you now recognise those moments were just me – your old Dad!

I never left your side my boy – I just got to that other new door a bit sooner than you, and so I had to move on. I am sorry, I tell you, but that is the way.

You hold out your hand to shake mine and I pull you into me, as I always did, to give you a great big Dad Hug, and rough up your hair – and we each feel a wondrous glow inside and such a feeling of pure love surrounds us. It is a truly wonderful moment of essential joy. Everything now is clear. Everything now is pure light.

I tell you that now we will be together forever, and you smile and a I see a tear of happiness. I also shed a momentary tear – of utter joy.

We each turn, and stand side by side, shoulder to shoulder. Father beside son.

I cannot help but notice how your shoulder is a little higher than mine. I smile to myself. The old room now just a faded dream, as we walk on together.

You trust me, as I am your father. We step forward. My hand upon your shoulder.

I tell you that it’s all ok and now you are safe and never ever have to worry about those things you experienced in that old room. We will meet up with old friends here in this new place, and even Nan and Pop are here! We shall meet them soon and they are doing so well, I tell you.

What about Mum’s friend Bob? He was nice Dad!

Yep he’s here and happy.

Cool!

What about your friend Cheryl, Dad? I liked her too.

Yep she’s here too my boy, you will meet them all very, very soon. I watch closely over all my friends and guide them also.

From this moment on we will be together forever and throughout eternity. So now you don’t need to worry about losing me ever again. That was just a test you only have to do once.

Awesome! I hate tests Dad!

Me too.

We now have all eternity to explore the wonders of the whole universe! I tell you of some of the amazing things that I have seen, and you look at me with eyes wide in awe. I tell you that this is just the beginning.

Come now Jack, walk with me, Take my hand, I’ll show you.

Our adventure has only just begun.

Forever lays ahead. Together once more. For all eternity!

There are stars all around us and more colours than the rainbow we once knew. Magic and mystery to dazzle us in every direction. This is our destiny Jack. We are filled with light.

We turn to each other and smile, and you shake my hand and say,

Lets go Dad! I love you!

And I too,

Love You My Son.

The End…and…The Beginning…

who would have thought…

who would have thought...

who would have thought that a simple photograph of a humble seagull shot near my home would become an instant hit on flickr. made it into the top 500 in the first week it went up and has nearly 4000 views a few weeks after.

there’s beauty and wonder in simplicity.