THE WAR BETWEEN THE IRON THRONE AND THE DRUM OF LIGHT ... ✨✊🏼
In The Age when fear ruled from an Iron Throne, The World was Divided into countless camps of US & THEM... The rulers of the throne fed upon old wounds and future terrors... They chained minds to yesterday and tomorrow so no one would notice The Miracle of The Present Moment...
Across The Barren Lands walked a Lone Traveler...
For Forty Years He Wandered Beneath Smoke-Filled Skies...
For Forty Years He Searched For A Fire That Would Not Consume Him...
For Five Years He crawled Through its Teeth...
He Fought demons shaped like shame...
He Fought demons shaped like rage...
He Fought demons wearing The Faces of those who hated what they could not Understand...
When He Finally Reached The Deepest chamber of The Abyss, He Found not a devil, but a Mirror...
The prison was built from forgetting who You Are...
The Traveler Shattered The Mirror With A Single Breath...
At that Moment The Great Drum of Light Began To Sound...
Its Rhythm Awakened The Forests...
The Wolves Lifted Their Heads...
The Eagles Turned Toward The East...
Children who had been taught to fear one another suddenly Remembered how to Laugh Together...
The Iron Throne trembled...
For The First Time in Centuries, People looked at each other and saw not enemies, but Reflections...
The Traveler climbed a Mountain and spoke to The World...
We are not fragments competing for survival... We are notes in The Same Cosmic Song...
The Great Spirit did not create Us to Hate our Own Reflection...
And from The Great Cosmic Kingdom Grandmother Moon Answered with Silver Rain while Grandfather Sun crowned The Mountain in Gold...
The throne did not fall in a single day...
But its power Began To Starve...
For Fear Cannot Rule A People Who Remember They Belong To Each Other.
THE CELESTIAL BREATH OF REMEMBERING
There Is A Breath Older Than Fear...
It Is The First Inhale Of Creation Before It Learned Separation...
The Traveler Found It In The Silence After Suffering, Where Even Pain Grows Tired Of Itself...
He Did Not Conquer The Abyss...
And The Celestial Breath Spoke...
You Are Not Healing Into Something New...
You Are Remembering What Was Never Harmed...
Mountains Softened... Rivers Slowed...
EVEN TIME PAUSED TO LISTEN.
BLESSINGS ALL MY RELATIONS.