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A Million, Tiny, Scattered Pieces

"It is all here, now. It is within you, despite your senses not noticing. It is within all, even though you sometimes believe that some do not carry the Light."

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Aug 05, 2025
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When I was very young, I dreamed so heavily that I could not easily be woken. My dreams took me to places and with beings of which I only much later learned the true profundity.

Many times, I would dream of something so vivid, so overwhelmingly saturated with meaning, and yet so far from my conscious understanding, that these dreams would sit heavy on my heart until, as an adult, I would finally un-layer their meaning and understand what I had been shown and taught by the Spiritual Ancestors’ teachings in my youth, via dreams.

One such lesson is only now becoming fully understandable:

I sat on the front porch of our dilapidated, tiny farmhouse, staring out into the world. Out there, in the fields and mountains, sounds and forests, I saw uncountable glimmers of light.

I loved these shimmering flecks of beauty and stuck my hand out to try to touch them, swirling them like specks of glitter in a liquid slurry. I giggled and played with the lights and then my Guide, who I now know intimately well but was still new to me at that young age, told me something that broke my heart.

She said, “You’ll have to gather all of them together at once…”

The heartache that gripped me and stopped all joy, all playfulness, and all wonder at the shining beauty of the infinite sparkles was palpable. Even remembering it now brings a heaviness I can’t dispel.

In barely a whisper, I muttered back to her, “A million, tiny, scattered pieces…” and the dream ended. I woke up unspeakably sad in ways I couldn’t put into seven-year old language for adults to help me with, even if they had cared.

This message below, from the Spiritual Ancestors, may enlighten you, as it has me, on the topic of gathering uncountable shards of infinity…

May we accomplish the goal, as impossible as it seems.

Amen.

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“Your existence is primarily symbolic. You do not exist as a physical being, not truly.

Truly, you exist only at the spiritual and mental levels of being.

But, here you are, enacting a life in the physical, with senses to inform you of what it is that exists around you. Your senses, however, do not inform you of the Light Within.

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