My Father’s House

Like when Jesus’ parents were going frantic

Trying to find him

He was in the temple all along

But they didn’t think of looking there

As they were in ‘parent’ mode

And He said to them:

‘Did you not know I would be in my Father’s house?

He was awakening to his true potential

And seeking knowledge

He felt most at home in his ‘Fathers house’

Is not necessarily a physical house

But a place that we carry within ourselves

Expansion often means slothing off old skins

I cannot go back

I can only go forwards

And sometimes just treading water

While I cope with my emotions

But as a soul choosing my route

Into this world of physicality

I knew before I agreed to come here

What role I would undertake

And the challenges along the way

I would encounter

And as a being of Love and Oneness

Passing through the veil of illusion

I knew that I had the strength within me

To keep reaching upwards

And to not take things

Or other peoples’ unconsciousness

Personally

Emotional scarring is as real

As any other wound or dis-ease

But though my own healing

Other people are inspired

And so as long as I always speak my truth

And continue to walk my talk

I am in the right place at the right time

For other people to heal too

Those who aspire to heal

And those who choose to take responsibility

For their own healing

I am always guided to them

And them to me

All part of the cosmic alchemy

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