Sword of Truth

When we last heard from our Warrior friend he was just beginning his self-discovery. Still not knowing what is to come he faithfully moves along the path laid before him without any working tools. Wondering what tools necessary, he begins dialogue with his Father above.

Never having dialogue with his Father before, he stumbled on his own words until finally asking for proper tools to be shown. While wandering the path, he discovers a broken handle of what appears to be an ancient sword. When he pulled the broken handle from the dirt it was in fact whole. Our Warrior wiped the sword clear of dirt and “Truth” lay inscribed on the sides of the sword. Looking to the heavens, “Is this a sign for me? Am I to take this?”

As he tightens his grip on the sword, accepting the possibility of being handed the “sword of truth” by the almighty, a beast appears from the dust and threatens attack. Instinctively our Warrior thrusts the sword into the beast killing him instantly and returning him to dust.

Witnessing this event an old hermit appears admiring his sword, “a sword like that is kept concealed for it is sought after by many.” As our Warrior heard the last words of the old hermit, he vanished.

In life we may wander our entire lives until we choose life authentic. For many  blessed to find self-mastery, there are many who will not find this self-discovery or the possibility of being born for greatness. We are all born for greatness and life is here for the taking. Not always knowing where we are going, we look to God above for Guidance.

The answers or directions are not always cut and dry, as our warrior found out. He asked for an answer of whether the “Sword of Truth” was for the taking and instantly a beast appeared forcing him to slay the beast. His answer was not direct but assuredly the sword intended for his hands.

Have you ever noticed the many coincidences in life? Just as our warrior will soon find out, we too will understand there are never coincidences only synchronised events. The Sword of Truth becomes our  impeccable words, speaking truthfully at all times. Our old hermit reminds us, “our gifts are to stay as gifts, sharing them with all Pilgrims In search of truth.” This gift in particular is one of great value and kept safely, as many will attempt to rob us of our gifts but ultimately shared with all.

Stepping into the Canvas with Sword of Truth in hand, speaking only of Love and truth. The softer our warriors words, the mightier the roar. Truth will often times be as sharp as our warriors sword piercing the most ferocious beast, leaving them to die. We mustn’t worry about the words chosen, but always speak the truth…for the truth shall set us free.

Stepping with Care

Heart burning with fire;
Breath calming as the wind.
Stepping mindfully;
Conscious with every step.

Not knowing where to go;
following my instincts.
True to the core;
Returning to Truth once more.

I trip,
I fall.
I get up,
I begin again.

Even the enlightened,
May fall.
The pain,
Shorter lived.

Stay true to the self;
following the path laid before.
With the ups and downs;
Learning as we go.

Darkness returns,
Light dissipates.
Quiet the mind;
Finding Light once more.

It is a cycle,
That continues until the end.
Enjoy the ride,
Screaming wahoo all the while!