Some of us just tumbled through a doorway
Don’t get me wrong
Things feel strange in this realm too
But with a different sort of soundtrack
Than the wacky circus tunes
That have always played
To keep our gaze
On center stage
I imagine those same spellbinding notes
Have bled into stations lower on the dial
Or found their way into a horror film
’cause people pay good money
To stay bound
To the round of the old
Every time I try to give voice
To this place
It feels too soon to articulate
But I just need to state
Something did happen
Something did change
I can still see the edge of the desert as I look back
Some of us have limbs and digits
Trapped inside the crossing lines of intersecting worlds
Either crying out to be heard or freezing further still
Are we there yet?
Are we then?
This is the beginning
This is the end
It’s disorienting, yet I feel joy
I cannot credit person, place, or thing
This song is coming from the deep
The insights, the downloads, the dreams
Are pummeling me with secrets
Like the cosmic dam just broke
And my centuries-old yoke is tumbling-twisting
Into the void below
Who were my captors? Where did they go?
How is it that I am suddenly beyond the fence?
How can I process this
With no familiar pond
And no other to peer
Or mirror upon?
Even all that came before was too much
And too challenging to bridge
To the prisoners of the linear mind
And now this?
It’s a kind of open-source not easily explained or poured
Into the meager tin cups
Of what we thought we were for
Our context just blew up into the stars
And down into the center of the Earth
And we’re not just humans anymore
We are Light that sings
We are everything
I don’t know about you, but I’d rather adapt to this –
A schizophrenic trip into the unknown
My new home
Why would I contract?
I won’t be going back
Forever trapped in the concrete
Of a thickening past
The stars must’ve finally married me
Like I’ve been asking all along
What is arrival
But learning an ancient-future song
And a willingness
To be the Light that sings
I hope you can still hear me
We are everything
EM Meyer January 29, 2020
Eileen is an author, mystic, songstress, and always a work-in-progress. After many numinous experiences, she receives guiding messages for our evolution in consciousness and is here to help others remember this inner cosmic doorway too. She has been an invited speaker and facilitator on the topics of the Divine Feminine, evolving consciousness, and the deeper meaning of extraterrestrial, or interdimensional contact.
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