The idea that holy places might in time be overwhelmed by water, as suggested in yesterday’s channelling (available to hear in the Members’ Area of the website) has lingered with me since I heard the words: part of me felt a little sad to think that places which had been the centre for spiritual worship for sometimes thousands of years might be lost to us, but another part of me remembered that everything comes to an end, that we cannot live in the past, and that the energetic life of the sites will continue forever, always accessible even if not visible to us.
The Temple of Light is a good example of what I mean; as part of the over-arching great Temple there were a number of smaller temples positioned on the holiest points of the Planet so that all Earth was embraced by the Light. In time all these temples were destroyed by man or the elements, and only traces of them remain today: few people know they are there or their significance. By stepping into higher dimensions we can access them still, if we so will.
The Temple was unseen, forgotten, during long dark ages when spirituality was obscured by materialism and separation. Man chose it to be so as part of our learning and having learned, and chosen again, we are ready to move forward into the new era of human civilisation, just ahead of us. It is our opportunity to bring the Temple back to life, in human terms, but in a way that is spectacular and never known before. It is not re-living the past but creating a new present.
So it is with the holy places: if and when they go, whether by water or for other reasons, we may create new ones which are perfect for the new era.
What is most important is to remember that the holiest temple is within, a sacred place that can never be destroyed as long as you choose it to be there. That is all that matters.]]>
Your words today reminded me of a poem I've been carrying with me for a few weeks:
Everything you see has its roots in the unseen world.
The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same.
Every wonderful sight will vanish; every sweet word will fade,
But do not be disheartened,
The source they come from is eternal, growing,
Branching out, giving new life and new joy.
Why do you weep?
The source is within you
And this whole world is springing up from it.
Rumi
That is a beautiful poem, Mia, thank you. It says it all. x