Good afternoon Dear Ones. We come to you and ask you to play with us. We use the word play because that is what this experience you call life is. You are playing the part of a human. And we say to you, there is no need to take this role playing quite so seriously. You well know that in this game we call life there are no winners or losers. And indeed the end of the game is what you call "rigged." For the ending is never in question. Indeed there's no end. It feels rather like being the celebrity who gave out automobiles to everyone. "You're a winner and you're a winner!"
Why Dear Ones, you do know that you are all winners of far greater gifts than an auto. This game of life is about seeing the prize in each step. It is about feeling the prize in each breath. Life itself is both the game and the prize. It matters not what you accumulate but rather how you play the game. It's in the how the treasures are revealed. Ahhh, we say to you, trust the process. That's a fundamental "rule" in this game of life.
So we ask you for a moment to go outside, or to a window, to a place where you can connect with the outside world. As we transmit this lesson it is springtime, a most delightful season on earth. We encourage you to venture outside often. It is one of the prizes received when you master how you play the game. Connect with your Earth Mother and feel into the rhythm of this glorious season of rebirth. Allow your eyes to scan the outer world. See with new eyes. Take in the colors. The textures. The lightening. See the beauty that resides just a measured glance away. Earth itself is a most precious prize and she holds a bounty of more prizes.
Now Beloved, allow your gaze to fall upon a flower. It matters little what type of flower, be it daffodil or dandelion. Indeed we say you needn't name it. Just behold it. Let it capture your attention. See it as if for the first time. Notice the colors. The shades, the gradient and mix of subtle hues. Behold its beauty as you would a priceless masterpiece. Take in the shape of the petals, the leaves and stems. Notice how the flower bends and flutters in the breeze. Breathe in its essence, its fragrance, the smell of the soil that nourishes it. Gently touch it. Feel it. Is it smooth, supple, soft, spiny or rough? Come to see the flower as its own magnificent treasure. A gift. A prize.
Honor the flower. Be curious. Be child-like in your curiosity. Speak to it. Connect with it. Know that you share the Earth with this flower. The earth, the rain, air, and sun sustain the both of you. Open your heart and sink into the gift of the moment. A moment shared with this flower. A precious moment.
"Hello my friend. I've come to commune with you. I see you and you are beautiful. I am gifted by your presence. Speak to me because everything on my path has something to teach to me."
Allow yourself to sit in gentle inquiry. Sit and appreciate the flower for being a flower. Sit and appreciate the flower's beauty for its beauty.
"I wonder little flower what you know of purpose. I wonder what you know of surrender. I wonder what you know of these questions that fill my mind. Questions about life, meaning, becoming. Do you trouble yourself with these things? Does the nightfall and its darkness frighten you? Does the hot blazing sun anger you? Are you sad when you begin to wilt? Do you dream of being something grander, a sunflower or perhaps tree? Is it enough being a flower? Speak to me little flower of these worries and hopes."
Ahhhh, Dear Ones, sit in peace with your beautiful open heart and allow the wisdom of the flower to come to you. For this is part of the game of life, is it not? To slow down and become one with the very gifts that are the joy of life. Is not joy and wisdom, peace and beauty the sought after prize? You choose how to play and in that choice the gifts will flow. Choose wisely with grace and humility.
Listen with the ears of your soul. For nature will impart her wisdom to the soft and supple soul. Your soul holds these ancient wisdom. For your soul is connected to the energies of both heaven and earth. Your soul is one with the Oneness and connected to and held in the flow of Unitive Energy. The tiny flower and your eternal soul speak the same universal language of love. So listen Dear Ones and allow the wisdom of the tiny flower to teach you.
"Dear friend who walks gently on this earth plane, I honor your presence. I have come to bring beauty to this world, your world and mine. I come as a flower. For that is what I am. And in the unfoldment from seed to shoot, bud to blossom, I flow and flower. It is effortless. I need do nothing. I simply allow the steady passage of time to guide me in my blooming. I know neither struggle nor worry. For I am content in being a flower.
"I surrender to the wisdom of the seed knowing that within the tiny seed the blueprint of my Beingness resides. I allow my gentle Mother, Earth, nurture me in her warm and loving embrace. I accept the gifts of sun and rain trusting that each ray of light and each drop of water brings to me exactly what I need. I trust the passage of the seasons and I wait. I germinate and grow as I am meant to grow. I need do nothing but surrender to ancient wisdoms. I trust that all is exactly as it should be. And I allow the All Knowing Master Gardner grow me.
"I am here on earth to simply be a flower. And for me that is more than enough. I am alive. I am dew kissed. I am grounded in the rich earth. I am connected to the very flow of life. I open to the radiant dawn and close in the cool embrace of nightfall. I am one with the cycle and rhythm of life. I come as a flower. I needn't be anything else. I am radiant. I am beautiful. I delight those, like you dear friend, who gaze upon me and behold the handiwork of the Divine Creator.
"Being a flower is what I am. Being a gift bestowed by the Creator to those who share this magnificent place I call home is gift enough for me. I am a flower and I am the prize for those who come with an open heart to sit in this vast and beautiful field. I am the whole of the Universe, Heaven and Earth created me and sustain me. I am the sun. I am the moon. I am the stars. I am the rain and I am the earth. I am the very gift the cosmos offers as beauty and I bow to the Light. Dear friend, I am a flower. And that quite simply is perfection. For I, this tiny flower, am made present by the presence of the Divine."
And so Dear Ones, we say sit. Sit with the wisdom of your prize, a beautiful and beatified flower. For Beloved you are learning to play the game. And it is quite delicious, is it not? So with these generous words of simple truth, we bid you a blessed afternoon. Affirming as we do, that all is well. Beautifully well. And so it is. Amen.