The Vessel: Mila Speaks
It’s just a house you know. Like any other house. On any other street, in any town anywhere in this or any other country. Anywhere in the world, and infact, it has been.
You don’t know me but you have seen me. You don’t remember me because I wasn’t a part of your perception of how things are. Or better yet, how things should be in your world. You know, the one you have created in your head but doesn’t resemble reality what so ever?
Here we sit in a house or a field of Sun flowers on a bright spring day with a cool breeze blowing to keep us cool. Can you hear the chirping of the birds and the the buzzing of bumble bee wings as they whiz by from flower to flower? Can you smell the fresh dew in the air the faint yet unmistakable scent of clover in the air? Wherever you feel most at ease, the most open.
You see, there is no waste in the Universe. There is no lack in the Universe. All is provided you simply must ask and it will be given unto you. Seek and ye shall find. Knock and it will be opened unto you. “She” asked me why I came and could not believe my answer. “why would anyone care about me” ran through her mind. Why wouldn’t we care would have been a better question.
I’ve set next to you in all the trendy night spots drinking 20 year old Scotch watching and waiting for you to see me. I’ve slept under bridges and in doorways and during the day I’ve stood at intersecting and on corners asking you to spare some change to either feed myself or my children. You don’t see me or you pretend you don’t. You tell yourself that I’d only use “your hard earned money” to buy drugs or booze. “If I am so hungry, why don’t I just get a job/” what harder job could there be than to beg for the right to survive when you look at me in disgust you even look at me at all.
“Why should I?” seems to be the question of your day and this point in time. If not you then who? If not now. When? You have seen me beaten or murdered on the evening news and you make excuses for my untimely demise. Never thinking or feeling for one moment that you, yourself are part of the problem. That you by your complacency is just as responsible for my beating or murder as the person who committed the act itself.
We walk among you not by chance or choice but because we are compelled to do so. It is our duty, our obligation, our honor. Mostly today I must tell you, our sorrow because you remember not where you came from and what you truly are. You know us not but we were set upon you so that you might not so much as stub your toe on a stone. And yet you know us not. We ask for not. We know and believe that what is ours will come to us when it is time. Not one moment before, not one moment after.
All the signs are around you screaming out the message that we are among you, that we care, and yet you do not believe. Half of you don’t even know your next door neighbors. Half of you would not help a stranger even if it meant that some day that stranger would save your life. And most of you don’t see us because you have bought into the “great lie” that all people are out to hurt you or take advantage of you in some way. Seriously now, if the whole world was out to get each other nothing would get done. We would be back in the “Dark Ages” and my kind would still be burring on stakes and pires ! The elders among us us remember a time when we were praised and were loved by your kind. You were told time and again to watch for us, to aware, for we walk among you.
The elders take us in their arms and soothe us by whispering your names to us and your blessings that were given to you as your birthright. One of us has been present at every atrocity against humanity as well as all the triumphs. We have greeted each and everyone of you at your birth.
WE ARE NOT ANGELS. WE ARE VESSELS. And we wait for you. Some of you see us but don’t know who or what we are. But just the same you are drawn to us like moths to a flame. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! Sorry. You call us “shiny ones” or “shiny people”. HAHAAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! Really I am sorry don’t mean to offend. We change you. We shift your perceptions when you first hear us speak and from that moment forward you are never the same.
We are the “Vessels”. we were chosen to be different from others. We walk in between space and time. We walk the line between the spiritual realm and the realm of reality. We are born like all others except our gifts and talents are fully developed and there is always something unusual about our births.
We are fully aware and without question, we know from birth that we are teachers and healers. We know why each flower blooms when it does and that all things return to the source after it’s time here is done. We know why babies laugh for no apparent reason for we see what they see and know what they know. We are the vessels that contain all human memory good and ill. Even in your darkest hour one of us is with you. You would not know us unless you had contact with one of us.
We are conduits of pure love and peace that the Universe works through. You will tell me or one of my kind that you just don’t know why you are telling me this, you just feel compelled. You will tell me or one of my kind what your heart needs to say and yet a few hours later forget the context of our conversation, but somehow your heart will feel lighter and you will be at peace with all around you. Most of the time you convince yourself that our conversation never took place out of fear of not being believed.
“Fear is the great mind killer” a line from a movie and yet it is a Universal truth. Fear keeps you from moving in any direction. WaWhoo! What better way to get nothing done at all, not to reach your true potential than to live in fear and do nothing at all. Brilliant ! Live your life for nothing at all. You know, you really never know who you might meet so it is really a good policy to just be kind to all. We are the ones that show up out of nowhere when your last ounce of hope and faith is about to run out. We are vessels. The Universe flows freely through us. Our intentions are pure and all that we do is done with an open hand and a loving spirit. We are here, we walk among you, we offer you guidance, unconditional love, acceptance and of course understanding.
So please, the next time you pass a stranger on the street say good day. If you see someone struggling with a burden to great for them alone, lend a hand. You never know who you might be helping and in doing so you are helping yourself grow and reach your true potential.
O’ yeah you know about the crying thing. Ok, I was crying that day at the café` because I really did think that I’d never rid myself of the stench of fish! It’s very difficult to keep a cat away from it’s true home. HAHAHAHA!!!!! The “reward” that Sebastian required for his “services” was very high. Very High indeed; but worth it none the less. You see the woman I spent the day with was called “Melinda” in another space in time. She was unjustly accused and executed. But that is another story for another time. Just know that she had given up on finding her hearts desire and he had been searching in vain to find her.
Now if you will excuse me, I must be off to deliver my final fishy payment to my consort Sebastian. We all have them you know. He’ll disappear from the flat in a few days and within very little time at all they will forget that he was even there. “She” will forget she ever met me.
This is how it has always been and always will be. We are called. We serve. And then we go. And like all things we are called home. But before we go we train another to take our place. Who will you talk to today? Who will change your life? You just don’t know or do you? Hehehehehehehe……….
