Spirit

Darling are you ready

Scribe

Yes Spirit I am

Spirit

Good, let us go!

Spiritual Eye

And so Spirit and the Scribe get on the Arc of Light

And ride it across to Terra

And yes the Lord, the Rabbi, the Christ Jesus

Is waiting for them at the foot of the arc on Terra’s side

And he rumples the Scribe’s hair

And kisses her on top of her head

And he warmly embraces Spirit

And then they walk together to the campsite

The Lord is talking to Spirit as they walk

Spirit

What is he saying

Listen and hear and report

Lord Jesus Christ

The child has a point

We must keep the reader’s attention

Perhaps we should direct our Way-Showers in some way

So that there is growth

So that there is development in what they ask for

What are your thoughts on this dear Spirit

Spirit

We must of course keep the reader’s attention

I do not know that all readers will be as impatient

As our Scribe is

I also agreed with your last discourse

When you spoke of the need to brainstorm

The requirements in full

Lord Jesus Christ

There is that

Why is everything so hard?

Let me pray to my Father on this

Abba!

Abba

Yes Son

Lord Jesus Christ

The child has grown bored with these meditations

And I am concerned that as she feels

So will her fellow Americans

The requirements must be fully fleshed out

And yet we are still to capture and more importantly

Keep the readers’ attention

Abba, please Father, what do you advise

Abba

The child is notorious for her impatience

Lord Jesus Christ

Yes Father

But so are her fellow countrymen

Abba

There is that

Give me a moment to contemplate this

It is more important that the meditations

That the requirements

Be complete, be thorough, be well thought out

Than that we hold the readers’ attention

This is not a show we are putting on

This is a requirements document that we are creating

Tell the child to restrain her impatience

Your discourse on project development

Will have to curb their impatience

If not, that is too bad

Again, readership is less important

Than the full, complete, and thoroughly thought out

Requirements document

Continue as you have been doing

Do not change a thing

Allow the people to speak their minds

Allow them to speak it in full

Allow them to speak until they are spoken out

That is what brainstorming is all about

Allow the brainstorming session

To reach its natural conclusion

Allow, allow, allow

Continue my Son

Good luck my Son

Lord Jesus Christ

Thank you Father

I will of course Father do as you have said

Abba

You are welcome my Son

You are most welcome indeed

Continue now

Spiritual Eye

And so now the Son has clapped his hands

And all have gathered in their circle

Their hands joined, their heads bowed in prayer

Spirit

Listen to their prayer

Listen, hear, and report

Way-Showers

Dear Heavenly Father

We are again gathered here today

To speak of our dreams for our new home

May we tell you of all our dreams

May we miss not a thing

May there not be a hole in our requirements

May we think of everything that we need

And yes, even everything that we want

May we think of it all, all, all

And request the planet, the home

Of our dreams

Of our greatest dreams

We ask you this Father

In the name of your Son and our Lord

Jesus the Christ

Amen.  Amen.  Amen

Spiritual Eye

And now their eyes are open; their heads vertical

Their hands still joined

There is a gleam in their eyes

They are happy; they are excited

Yes, they are ready to begin!

And a rhythmic applause breaks out

As Archangel Michael moves around the circle

Seeking this person’s eyes out and then another’s

And finally he stops and it is a woman

She is a little older than most of the Way-Showers

She is in her mid-forties

Archangel Michael returns to his spot

The rhythmic applause continues

It is in support of this woman

It is to give her courage

To give her the strength and the energy she needs

To go in and find and speak her truth

And the woman absorbs the sound waves

She absorbs the energy and the qualities of the sound

Its encouragement, its approval, its affirmation of her

She absorbs all this

And when she is satisfied

She puts the peace pipe to her lips

And begins playing

The applause of course immediately stops

And all sit down to listen to this woman’s song

And it is surprisingly enough a sad song

There is a plaintive note

It is quiet and still, almost subdued

There is almost a note of resignation, of defeat

Not quite the note of despair nor the note of hopelessness

But one hears the song of someone

Who has seen and experienced

Great and profound disappointment, yea grief

And we all listen to her song

We continue listening

And she asks for relief

Yea she asks for comfort

She asks that when those on Terra mourn

They are not left to mourn alone

They are not left to pretend that all is fine

When they feel as though the whole world should stop

Should stop and recognize the enormity of the shock

And of the grief, yeah of the unbelievable trauma

That the person has undergone

She speaks of her experience on Earth

Yes she had lost her son

Her little boy

And how devastated she was

And how stunned she was

How surreal it was for her

To see the rest of the world

Continue about their day

As though nothing had changed

As though her world had not come to an end

As though they were completely ignorant

And yes completely indifferent

To this incomprehensible event in her life

The loss of her son in his early childhood

The world had gone on

Unnoticing the world had gone on

Even her fellows at work

Had gone on

Oh yes a few had sent cards and flowers

But most when they met her in the hallway

Had averted their eyes and mumbled words of discomfort

Of unease

They had not known what to do

They did not know what to do

And so were extremely uncomfortable

And would just as soon not have seen the woman at all

And so not have to deal with

The great grief she had experienced

And so not only had she lost her son at such a young age

But she had been left alone

Alone, isolated, bereft

With no one to turn to

No, not a one

No one knew how to communicate with her

Such things were not talked about

They were swept under the rug

And life continued

Without missing a beat, life continued

Way-Shower

My dear Father

I do not know what life will be like on Terra

Perhaps what I am about to request will be not applicable

Perhaps such things as losing one’s young son to death

Will simply not happen on Terra

But please Father

Should such things occasionally happen

Please Father

Can humanity on Terra

Can society on Terra

Be structured such

Be taught so that they know how to stop for a moment

And recognize the importance, the magnitude

Of what has happened

Yes it might not matter much in the great worldwide scheme

Of things

But to the individual involved

It is the end of the world as they know it

They will never be the same

And they know that too

They know that their life has been irrevocably changed

And for the worse

So much so, that it is painful to continue living

Certainly at first

And forgive me Father

But the grief, though it does not remain as sharp

Continues

It continues, it continues, it continues

Forgive me Father if this enduring grief

Is a sign of a lack of Faith

Or is simply the way a mother is built

And there are so many different occasions

So many different scenarios on Earth

Where this type of dramatic, life-changing event occurs

And the rest of the world continues

Does not give pause

Does not slow down

Does not even seem to know, no not seem to care

On the contrary it seems to be annoyed by the people affected

Do not bother us, they say

You disturb us, they say

Get over it already, they say

Or at least they think these things

And their thoughts come through loud and clear

And the person is left not only suffering, not only grieving

But alone, isolated, disconnected from the rest of humanity

Feeling truly alone

Deeply and profoundly alone

As they had never before felt

Never imagined that they could have felt

Again Father I am told that Terra will be Heaven on Earth

I am not sure exactly what it will mean

But Father if there is grief

If there is suffering

If there is shock and trauma

Can the person enduring this

Be allowed to turn to his neighbor

To his fellows

And find recognition of what he has just undergone

Can he find that the world takes a moment

To pause and pray

And recognize the enormity of what has happened

Even if the enormity is only for the persons involved

Can the rest of humanity show its humanity

Show that it cares

Show that it recognizes the deep grief, the loss, the pain

That the individual is currently undergoing

For truly Father, the isolation I felt

The utter and complete aloneness

Truly I do believe has caused me much harm

Almost as much as the harm caused

By the loss of my beloved son

I had not known I had been so alone

And forgive me Father

But human relations for me have never been the same since

For I have always remembered this

And I have always known

That people only want you around when you are smiling

And so I try very hard Father to smile

But truly the harder I try

The less authentic the smile

The greater my sadness, my despair, my isolation

Yes my alienation

I have, forgive me Father, never forgotten how alone

I was left at the death of my son

I have forgiven you Father

For taking my son away from me before I was ready

But forgive me Father

I have not forgotten my friends and colleagues’ reaction

Their stance toward me

Their extreme discomfort around me

Their not wanting to be around me

Until the period of apparent grief had completed

And yes then they were ready to smile at me once more

Then it was back to

Hi! How’re you doing!

Once more

And I was left with such a feeling of disconnectedness

Such a feeling that it was all a show

A meaningless show

Friendliness with no depth, no reality behind it

Superficial, superficial, superficial

Again Father my request may be inapplicable

Depending on how fully Terra is Heaven manifested

My request to you Father

Is that if and when there are occasions of grief

No matter the form it takes

That Terra herself stands still for a moment

To recognize the enormity of what has happened

To the individuals concerned

That Terrans themselves stand still for a moment

To do the same

And then afterward that Terrans are comfortable enough

Have the skills Father

That they are taught the skills necessary

To be able to face grief squarely in the eye

To be able to look at the grieving person in the eye

And show their empathy

Show them that they care

Yes there may be nothing they can do

About what has happened

But they care

They care

They care

And yes they want you to know that they care

And yes they know how to show you that they care

And yes they are there for you

Should you merely want their company

So that you are not alone for another long, sleepless night

Yes they will show up at your doorstep

You need only ask

And they will be there

Yes with hot chocolate and marshmallows and a warm blanket

And their comforting presence

Their presence

Their presence

So that the pain of the grief

Is recognized, assuaged, allowed Father to express itself

For truly to have it unrecognized

To be forced to bury it

To be told to get on with your life already

Get over it already

He’s in Heaven now; why are you grieving

While your grief cuts through you like a knife

Truly Father that is adding insult to injury

And at such a vulnerable time

Forgive me Father forgive me

But I have never gotten over it

My relationships to my fellow humans

While superficially the same

Is fundamentally different

I am cold, I am cynical, I forgive me Father

I am indifferent, yea almost bitter

And it is funny Father

Perhaps I am transferring here

But the pain of my fellows’ indifference

Their inability to empathize

Has stayed with me to this day

In a way the grief over my son’s death has not

I have healed from the grief over my son’s death

For you were there for me Father

You were there for me when no one else was

You were there

You comforted me

And you got me through this

And I thank you Father

Forgive me if I have never thanked you before

But I thank you now Father

Truly I do not know how I could have survived

Without you by my side

Acknowledging my grief, offering your comfort

Being present