2nd September, 2004
My dear ones, I AM Sananda, and I come to you today with a flower
to share with all you encounter. This is a flower of love and
beauty and one that will not wither off the vine, and that will
bring plenty of sunshine and roses to the next person you share
it with, and the next as well.
My pleasure this day is in sharing with you a story about a little
girl and her formula for success. She carried with her a flower
of gold and a flower of silk every day of her life. She shared
them with those she encountered, and she was never without these
flowers, for as soon as one left her hands, another sprang up
in response to the light that filled her heart and quieted her
soul in the face of the uprisings she came up against every time
she turned around.
You see she was a visionary who toured the fields of battle. She
took herself into the fray to spread some sunshine and love to
all who served their country or their cause. She loved these ones
who fought so valiantly for what they considered to be a just
cause. She knew that they answered to a higher cause and that
when they came to a turn in the road, they would then find that
the cause they fought for was their own sense of purpose in the
larger picture. She knew that they would someday find this larger
cause and then they would lay down their arms and they would walk
in peace forever more.
One day she gave herself a little time to rest before going into
an especially violent battle. She felt the need to calm herself
even more than she usually did. When she closed her eyes and called
in the Father, she heard the voice of the Mother, calm and reassuring.
She heard the words that whispered to her fright, and in those
words she found that there would never be another battlefield
in her life after the one she was about to enter.
She knew that with these words she would never again walk among
the bullets and the cries of pain; she would never find the one
who was lying in fear, and in need of comfort as he said goodbye
to the strains of battle. She knew that the words that sang through
her heart were the words she had been waiting for, for they were
the words that would set humanity free from the turmoil and the
fear that had followed them around through their lifetimes on
this planet at the far corner of the galaxy and in the far reaches
of the universe.
The words she heard that sang through her heart were these: You
my child are the bearer of the beauty of life. In your innocence
you have surpassed the worst and the best of life. You have given
of yourself in a way that serves to represent the promise and
hope that all who come your way can see. There is a grand ballroom
awaiting you where you will dance with each and every one who
has received a flower from you, for you have promised in the giving
to dance through life with them in the promise of love and joy
that is coming for all who walk on this earth and who live in
this universe.
The voice went on to say that there is never going to be another
tearstained face on earth, lest it be from gold jeweled tears
of joy and love. There will never be another battle played out
on the bloodstained fields of earth. There is never going to be
a fearful goodbye thought in the minds of the soldiers as they
lay dying. There is never going to be another goodbye to the beauty
of the flower that is clutched in the hand of the one that holds
the rifle in the other. There is never going to be another call
to arms, except the arms that surround you in the love and comfort
of the universal promise of keeping the secret of the ages from
being just a wistful thought in someone?s mind.
You see, the secret of the ages is about to become widely known,
and shall be a secret no more. When the sun comes round the bend
in the next breath of freedom on earth, the secret will be revealed.
I am telling you that secret now, so when you see it shining forth
for all to see, you will have the flowers in a bouquet of beauty
to show all who come to you that you saw their need and you came
to show them who you are and why you are here.
You see my dear one, you are the rebirth of the feminine energy
on earth and the re-emergence of the beauty in everything that
is of the New Golden Age. You have been walking the earth for
all this time to keep that promise alive and to give hope to all
those who knew that the Mother is here and she is taking care
of you. There is nothing that is grander than to see the sun coming
up on a whole new day, and to see the smile of the Mother presenting
to you the gold and silk flower of a brand new day in which to
play and sing and love one another in the way of the family of
God, and the joy of the universal order of the family of love.
The little girl opened her eyes and gave the flowers in her hand
a tender touch. She raised herself to the fullness of her height
and she walked out into the field of battle. She glowed with the
love that her Mother gave her, and as she walked the petals of
roses followed her in a glistening path that opened the fields
of battle into a field of gentle sunshine and brave faces turned
toward the sun.
Each face, alit with the love of the angels as the girl passed
them by, turned and smiled at the visage before them. In each
hand that matched the one with the weapon there arose a bouquet
of flowers. The soldiers stared at the flowers and then turned
their tearful faces to the sun. When they did so, they saw a vision
of an angel that followed their gaze as they let their weapons
fall to the ground. They knew that they had fought their last
battle and that soon they would be in the arms of their loved
ones, sitting in the Garden of Eden and loving the life they had
been given.
This is the life that is just on the horizon, my dear ones. There
is soon to be a tribunal of peace and love for evermore and with
this tribunal you will know that the little girl with the flowers
is among you in her glory and that she too will never see another
battle, for she is walking among the flowers and embracing all
of the soldiers as they lay in the arms of their loved ones. This
is the beginning of the loving days on earth and it is to be forevermore.
Sananda