…and then, one by one, they started to remember. They remembered the truth. They remembered that everything they saw, everything they touched, everything they are is love. They looked at one another and saw precious gems of divine love, enclosed in pristine physical displays. They regarded every creature, felt every breeze, knew every sunray as brushstrokes in a portrait of pure and perfect love. They received every message as an expression of love – and so it came to be that they responded to everything in like.
It didn’t take even a fraction of the effort that they once expended in vain. It happened without great applause, almost spontaneously, as a natural response to the truth that they now embraced. They aligned, one by one – and, after all of the wars both within and without, the world slipped into peace as simply as a baby slips into sleep.
They remembered. They realized that it wasn’t about fighting and forcing. It was just about knowing and loving. It came so quickly and so quietly, this revolution, that many forgot there was any other way. They barely recalled weapons and wars, or scarcity and all of its related sins. They knew what once was, but they understood and they forgave. There was no more need or want to grudgingly hold on to those old ideals like an accountant whose file cabinets are full of useless numbers that he fears may become relevant once thrown away.
They were too busy to cling to anything now. They were too busy making a heavenly garden of their glorious earth. They were too busy mining precious pearls from one another’s hearts. They were too busy loving to waste any more energy cleaving to the past. They remembered. And that was enough. Everything was suddenly enough, because now they remembered that everything is love…
© 2017 Cristen Rodgers