Thursday, August 28, 2008
7:14am
I feel the passing of time this morning. It plays like a tightly wound clock which has been set to go off at a precise moment....each minute ticking louder than the previous with anticipation...with a clear intention to shift the history of our collective human experience. Each minute ticks under the weight of many years of knowing that within us lies a greater yet to be, an unfulfilled potential, and today it calls us into new existence.
I can see the threshold. As we move closer to its opening, I hear the thud of history’s doors slamming shut. Thresholds of the past fade away into the illusion of yesterday. They yield to the authority of today – the infinite urgency of now. The threshold is long and wide, and awaits all of humanity to pass through, reminded and renewed, in the consciousness that we are the dream. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
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