Our struggles, our battles are what mold us into the strong warriors that are here to serve and protect the ones who still need to wake up… the innocent ones that are awake, but not yet strong enough to endure what we have. We are here to take our own experiences, our own lessons, our own paths and guide others to theirs.
We do not need followers, we are not here to lead, but to guide, to assist. We must take our own personal gifts, as each one of us is different, and use them in a way that helps others up in their difficult times. We are here to love one another, to allow our brothers and sisters to learn to love again.
We do not pressure, we do not force anything. We can only shine our own light and guide others to theirs; but they must walk in their own light. We can take their hand and walk together, but we cannot carry them to the finish line. This is an eternal process, no beginning… no end. We have done this so many times before and yet have forgotten in the midst of the chaos who we were.
Now is the time to remember… to help others to remember. We do not preach, nor insist our way is right. We go our own way and guide by example. We don’t leave anyone behind… we simply light the way for others to see their way out of the dark.