The Pilgrim goes to sleep pondering all he has learnt thus far. With the perceived ‘bad’ quickly turning into ‘good’ and the obvious miracles that have taken place up to this point, the Pilgrim still cannot grasp how he had slept for his entire life. He is awakening for the first time…
In the night he is awaken by his dreams. A dream that if he were to have a son his name would be Samuel. Already having two children and unable to naturally have more, it truly would be a miracle and agreeably fitting to call him Samuel. The pilgrim arises to the dawn of a new day with a renewed outlook on the days before him.
Reflecting on his dream the pilgrim charges through his day with much vigor, when part-way through the day his dream comes to halt…he is not to have a child. He hears a story of a boy named Samuel and how a voice in the wind called out to him. Samuel did not know who was calling him and went to his father to see if it was him. His father, after the third time Samuel came to him, told him to return to his room. “When the voice returns answer, yes father what is it that you want?” Samuel’s father knew that the voice was that of spirit and a calling into a brotherhood of ancient warriors.
The pilgrim, after hearing this story, knew that he was not having a child but instead it was he who was being called. The pilgrim wondered, at first, why me? Quickly shifting to, why not me?The pilgrim had just received the call to a Brotherhood of Ancient Warriors.
The emotions that came next were emotions pent up his entire life. During this emotional letting, he was greeted by a brother who was familiar to him, but not a hundred percent positive where.
The brother speaks, “hello Pilgrim, it has been a long time since we saw each other.” Who are you and why do I feel I know you? “We are both members of an elite brotherhood that has gone back centuries…we are peace keepers. The last time we met we fought many battles together.” What do you mean we fought many battles together? Am I to fight again? I do not want to fight!”
The brother smiles, “I am pleased to hear you say that, for the battles we are to fight are not with Braun or strength, but with Faith, Hope and Love. We are called to restore balance within this place of despair.”
In this lifetime we are not here to fight with one another, but come together in peace and love. Further, we are to realize oneness and lay down are weapons. Putting down our weapons we detach from hate and fear, re-attaching to the only truth… Love.
Stepping into the Canvas accept all there is, receiving the gift you have been given. When called to action rise to the challenge, painting a new scenery wherever we walk. Spreading Love and Peace with a mighty sword of truth.