My Son Came To Me With A New Song

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If you want to navigate the stars,

 

Love your Children

 

Find the Portals of 11:11

 

The Open Doorway

 

Let the music of the Spheres

 

awaken you, and be carried away from

 

your sleeping, walk down your stairs.

 

out your back door onto the deck where

 

your son is sitting. He will say Mom

 

you scared me I was trying to meditate,

 

just smile and say did you hear an angelic

 

neighbour's voice singing that beautiful song,

 

he'll say yes, but I was actually trying to meditate.

 

You and he will sit on the chairs and gaze upon the

 

stars on a cloudy night. You will break a sprig off a yellow

 

honeysuckle vine twirling in its second flowering and inhale its

 

oh, so sweetness and offer it to your son.

 

You will speak nonchalantly

 

as you say Meditation is allowing all the sounds of

 

the universe to come thru and you are the Silence. He

 

will say Mom, you're not going to tell me how to Meditate,

 

nope, you're not going to do it, I'm not listening to you...

 

So you sit for a while in stillness looking up at the stars in that

 

little part of heaven you would call your own. And ask with tears

 

in your eyes, son can you believe all This came from nothing?

 

Have you ever stopped in the middle of something in absolute

 

Amazement and Awe? I have I said to my son, quite often.

 

And Alex says yes, I know what you mean Mom, I come out here

 

in the evening time to meditate and once in Costa Rica, high over

 

the Bay, I looked around me at the beauty and wonder and thought

 

this came from nowhere... I told him once I had to stop my car on

 

the way home from an appointment in North Olmsted

 

for the Beauty of This made

 

me weep so intensely I could not drive. He nodded, for he was in

 

North Olmsted recently and thought what an amazing beautiful Day

 

while he was playing golf. How could This Be? I stood up and said the wind is

 

blowing cold, I'm going in. At that moment the wind died down and I said

 

Hmmm, I just changed the weather. Spoken like a true megalomaniac.he laughed.

 

He sniffs the air and asks did you hear anything about the weather, it feels

 

like rain but we're supposed to have fair skies for the holiday weekend. I said

 

true, but earlier this nite I had a momentary crunching pain on the right side

of my brain,

 

the one I get indicating rain. We'll see we both said. We sat in silence and

 

looked to the stars as the clouds slowly moved across. He

 

said do you see that? No Mom, you have to come here where I am

 

sitting to see. So I reach across him and looked to the sky he is pointing.

Looks

 

like that famous painting, I can't remember the name.

 

Out of nowhere. Almost speechless I answer: it's a perfect Naked Maja by Goya

 

except lying with her back to us.

 

It is a perfect cloud rendition. Unbelievably so. And this cloud-painting

remained

 

in the sky for a few minutes before the form lost the Maya shape and returned

to nothing.

 

See,

 

I just don't want to stand Naked in front of my Son....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love,

 

Anna