MM#13:

An Inspired Tale Taken To New Places

The conclusion to my two part short story unfolds now.

While this idea was initially inspired by Neale Donald Walsch’s book, “Conversations With God,” I will admit that I am surprised at the direction it has taken.

In ways I didn’t plan, this second part has included aspects of nearly every teaching I have come across in the past year or so; some from Abraham Hicks, some from Paul Selig, some from Bashar, and I even notice influence from the Eckhart Tolle book I am currently involved in…

It’s all been mixed and remixed, but I love how it’s come together. I hope you do, too.

If you missed part 1, read it HERE now.

What follows is a fictional account.

The Light in the Darkness, Part 2

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(QUICK RECAP)
El was beginning to wonder if his old friend Fear was truly the safety and comfort that he had always grown to know and rely on. Could this really be what Fear created? Not just walls and food stores, but nukes and mass destruction?

And one day El was visited by a long forgotten entity. At first El did not recognize it. It was small and faint, like a flicker of a candle. But El felt warmed by it and looked more closely. As he focused in on the spark, it glowed more brightly. Then he reached for the light with all his heart and it flared to life with a brilliant intensity.

“I am Love,” it told El. “Remember me?”

*****PART 2*****

“Love,” El repeated. “I know this thing. I know this thing called love. I have loved before. I have loved many times, many things, many people.”

“Ah, yes,” Love replied. “But this is not really what love is. Love is that and so much more. Love is far greater than you may be able to comprehend.”

“I know love can feel good,” El said. “And it can feel bad when it leaves.”

“True love never feels bad,” taught Love. “Real love in its fullest form always uplifts, always heals. And it never leaves. It cannot leave, for it is all there is. Love is all there is. Love is everywhere. Love is everything. Love is the very fabric of reality.”

El queried thus: “If love is all there is, then why does it not feel that way? Why do terrible things happen? Why do we feel pain?”

“This happens when you look away,” Love said with a hint of sadness. “You have free will, after all. You can choose to look at a thing, or look the other way. You can choose to be something, do something, or not. You can choose to believe something, or disbelieve. The choices are always yours to make. And you can choose to be with Love, or you can choose to ignore Love and go the other way. What you get from your choices will always be up to you.”

“What do I get for my choices?” El pressed.

And Love warmly answered, “You get exactly what you ask for.”

“But I didn’t ask for pain,” El said, annoyed. “I didn’t ask for friends to leave, for the love I once had to die. I didn’t ask for my country to go to war. I didn’t ask for genocide. Nobody did. That would be insanity.”

“Indeed it would be insanity,” Love twittered. “But it has been the case that many people have chosen insanity. It may be said that most have…”

“Hey now, for one who calls itself Love, that doesn’t sound very loving,” El rebuked.

“Hm, it is meant in love, and it is the truth,” Love chirped.

“Explain yourself, Love,” El demanded.

And Love did: “Humanity has made choices in fear. You should know this well, for you have made friends with Fear. You thought yourself protected by your fear. But your fear has guided you in your choices. And your choices have created a world. Your fear has created things in your own life, El. And the fear your country lives in has created a collective world for you all, in fear. And the fear that the entire world holds has informed a global matrix of fear that informs the choices made by all. Do you understand this?”

“I suppose I can see what you mean,” El admitted. “I thought Fear my friend for so long. It has gotten me this far. But I do see a world in dire need of help. A world that has brought itself, in the hands of Fear, to the brink of its own self-annihilation. If only a fearful handful of people press a button crafted in fear… It seems it wouldn’t take much to end it all…”

El paused and pondered a moment. “Still, you claim that humanity has chosen from a place of insanity? Are you saying that people are crazy?”

“I am not saying people are in and of themselves crazy. But they have made choices, as I have explained and you have witnessed, that have created a certain kind of world. And this world does have dire situations happening within it. This world is in trouble from its own loss of consciousness. The loss of consciousness to make choices as they decide to. The loss of the knowledge that they even can choose as they wish. The loss of consciousness that they may look at a thing and agree or not agree to it. The loss of consciousness that they can choose something other than fear to operate from. This is the insanity, this is the disease. Far from a judgement, it is an awakening. An awakening to your choice, your possibility, your recreation.”

“Recreation,” El muttered. “Tell me more about this, Love. What can I do with this idea? Can we really recreate ourselves? Recreate our world?”

“Indeed you can,” Love said smartly. “In fact, you do it all the time. You do it every nanosecond. You simply do not see it that way.”

“Now I’m lost again,” El uttered.

And love explained: “Follow me for a moment. Who you are right now is not who you were a few moments ago before we began to talk. In fact, who you are right now is not the same as who you were before I said these very words. Why is this so? Because you are expanding as you listen to me. Your consciousness is taking on new concepts about itself and about the nature of things. Your energy is shifting to a new place. But again it involves choice. You may hear these words and choose to ignore them. But still you would have been changed even to hear them and make the choice to deny them. Or you may choose to agree, and certainly you will have made a change in your consciousness as you do. You may even make a quantum leap.”

“A quantum leap?” El asked.

“Your science of today speaks of this idea,” said Love. “Even some of your spiritual teachings will speak of this. A quantum leap will mean a shift in your energy that recreates its very make-up. This may even appear to happen in a big way. But often it is subtle. It is a fine adjustment, a micro-attunement to a new vibration. And your energy field shifts to incorporate the new possibilities. When this happens, new choices are presented before you. And new choices can lead to new awareness, new actions to be taken, and new manifestations to be made.”

“I’m sorry, Love,” begged El, “but I am getting lost in the rabbit hole again. What are you speaking of?”

“Do not be sorry,” Love said lovingly. “What we speak of is simply an understanding of how consciousness operates. And as our words are imprinted in your field, and in your conscious awareness as we speak to you, new energy floods your system. If you choose to let it. Picture it this way: Let us say that we came to you as a single door. We greeted you, but you had the choice to answer that greeting or not. You had the choice to open the door to this conversation, or walk away from the door altogether. But you chose to open it. With us so far?”

“Yes,” El said cautiously. “But why are you now calling yourself ‘we’ and ‘us’?”

“We thought you might ask,” Love replied. “We are not one, but many. In fact we are everything. We are all that is. Love is everything that is, so it matters not to us whether we say I or we, me or us. But this is a trivial point compared to what we are trying to teach you.”

El, sated by the answer for now, urged, “Go on.”

“As we said, you chose to open the door to this conversation with us. And as we spoke, we presented you with more doors. Many more doors, in fact. Picture a hallway of doors. You might even wish to picture an endless hallway of doors. This would not be far from the truth of the matter. But your mind may not be able to see this endless hall all at once. So we shine our light on a handful of doors. We present these doors to you, and you can continue to make the choices to go through the doors we offer, or not. It is always, always your choice. We never push you through the door. And you can choose any door you wish, at any point in time. You may wish to explore one door now, and another door later. You may even decide to go back the way you came, through the first door we showed you. That would be your choice. And while you would go back to the known you had left, still an imprint would remain in your consciousness of the door you once entered. You would not soon forget the hallway of doors we showed you. Do you understand this? Do you understand what we mean about recreation? About moving to a new state of consciousness? This happens every moment you experience. Doors open and you pass through to new understanding. And you choose which way you go. You can always choose your path. But you always keep moving, changing, and recreating yourself. It simply may not seem that way. There is a trend of such micro changes, such similarity in many of your changes that it may not be apparent in the least. Unless it is, of course.”

“You’ve got me intrigued, Love,” El quipped. “What do you mean, unless it is?”

“If it is a big change, an apparent shift in your perception, in your consciousness, then you may well be aware of it. Most often you are, simply because it is so sudden. And you have a word for this type of occurrence. You call it a miracle. Can you think of even one miracle that has happened in your life?”

“Yes, I suppose I can,” El said, thinking it over. “I suppose many times in my life I have experienced what you could call a miracle.”

“We know,” Love said. “There is almost not a soul alive who has not had some conscious recognition of experiencing a miracle, and those who are not conscious have simply denied or forgotten. Again, it it every soul’s choice what to do with their experiences, how to perceive things that occur. It is a choice to accept it and hold it in gratitude, or to deny it and virtually forget it ever happened.”

“I know some people who have denied miracles,” El piped in. “I have heard them speak of such wondrous things in their lives, such miracles, yet they did not see it this way, even when to me it was plain as could be.”

“So you can understand what we speak of, and you can appreciate that there is always choice, in every moment, to agree to something or not,” Love concluded.

“Wow, I feel like I have learned so much,” El breathed. “I am not sure what to do with this. I have so many questions. There are so many doors you showed me, and so many hang open, drawing me forward with tantalizing intrigue. But I do not know where to begin.”

“Yes, we are pleased that you are so curious to learn,” Love glowed brightly. In fact, it seemed to El that Love had grown much brighter, much larger than when they had first begun speaking.

And Love asked El: “So, is there one door you wish to open first? One that calls you more strongly than any other, right now? For it is the most exciting one you might wish to follow. You will get the most benefit from following your excitement. It will always lead to more exciting things.”

“Sure,” El answered, but paused. He realized this was quite a monumental question. But as Love had guided, he decided to follow his excitement.

“Well, my first question is about you, Love,” El began. “If you are all that is, as you have said, then where have you been all these years? Why has my life been guided by fear? Why has the world gotten to this dire state? Why didn’t I see you until now?”

“Alas,” Love answered soberly, “it is as we have explained. You made choices. You chose to follow Fear all these years. Even when we offered you our hand at the beginning, you chose Fear. You made such good friends with Fear that you went everywhere with it. And you could not see us anymore. As you dwelt on darkness, you did not see the light. But that does not mean the light was not still there.”

“So why do I finally see you again now?” El asked.

“Because you are waking up,” Love replied. “You have become conscious of the fact that the world you live in is not as you expected it to be. You are longing for something else. You have learned what you do not want, so you begin to desire what you do want. And though we may know it, we will ask you if you know what that is. What is it that you do want most?”

“To be honest, Love,” said El, “all I want is for the world to be at peace and for all who live in it to be provided for, to be safe, and to be happy. But it seems like that is an impossible task, given the state of the world. Most people are lost, as you say, in their fear, their insanity, their choices to create in that way. How can we change that? How can we change everyone’s minds, as you are changing mine even now?”

“Ah,” said Love, “and that is where we come in, as your loving guide. That is why we have come to you. You have followed Fear, even been the sage of Fear and taught the world well in fear. And now that you desire more, we wish to be your true friend from now on. Of course, if you will choose it. And we will be there to help guide you in the ways of love, so that you may present this gift to the world. You may become a beacon of hope, of light, and of love. But lest you fret, do not worry. You are not alone in this choice. We have come to all, if they will but hear. We have come to all who will listen. And many are answering the call. So it comes to this: you may now choose to live your life in Love, so that all may benefit from your being. And you may well be the miracle that will change the world. Do you wish it?”

“Yes,” El said without hesitation. “Teach me, show me the way, help me change the world.”

“Very well,” Love purred. “Remember this. We are the Light. And we are here to remind you of who you are, and what you truly are. You are the Light also. You have simply forgotten. You chose to leave the Light of All That Is to experience a world outside the Light. You chose to walk into the darkness, in order that you may remember who you are. And the time is now. Now you can awaken to that knowing, to know who and what you are, AS THE LIGHT. To know this is to free yourself from the bondage of fear, to release the creations that were made in fear, and to open the door of possibility to recreate the world as you would see it, bathed in light and in love. You, and all those like you who we come to, will be the guiding lights to all humanity. And as you bear witness to the world in this way, in a holy new way, as you shine your example before all, you give others the opportunity to know this possibility and claim it for themselves. In this way you shall serve all. And the more that you, and others serve, the greater the changes that will be incurred. And the world may be reborn in love, recreated in the Light that is already here, but has simply been obscured by the darkness.”

“That sounds wonderful,” El beamed. “So what do we do now? What shall I do?”

“Be as you are,” Love coached. “Free yourself from the ties to the past, to the illusions and lies of fear. Claim your true nature as the Light, as Love. Join with us and with all who rise to the calling. Shine your example. Be the teacher. By your being alone you shall teach. By the Light that you are you shall shine. And by the Love that you hold, you shall change the world. Enough?”

“It sounds perfect,” El rejoiced. “When do we begin?”

And Love exclaimed: “Now! There is no time like the present. The present is a gift. Own it, honor it, seize it! Now go! Be the Light unto the world!”

And El illumined all the world with his very Being. As did many.

And so can you… if you choose to…

Will you?

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I thank you greatly for accepting this journey and reading this short story. I hope it has given you something wonderful and new to think on, to honor, and to claim in your own life. This is only the tip of the iceberg. So much more Light to come.

Please share far and wide, for stories such as this have the power to change a world, if agreed to. And please comment below if you feel called to.

Many tremendous blessings to one and all, everywhere and always,

Matthew