'Oneness', and our connections

My 'new' soul associations inspired, and assigned today's entry; my continued gratitude, and shared expression, now, and as we go forward together:

I call myself a catalyst; will never forget the word from first hearing it in chemistry class. Liked the teacher, forgot his name, which doesn't matter; what's in a name anyway? Plenty, according to lots of others on the planet now who have been taught that naming both identifies, and limits (thank you Eckart, and Oprah). Others have called me a connector; I'll take that, too (and thank you as well, Mr. Gladwell). It is in both 'labels' and without them that I exist, that I am. With regard to the latter, and the former, for that matter, there are common themes, which become deeper as one 'moment' leads to the next. If time is an illusion, I've gotten the message at the right time, whatever that is to you, or me.

Have gone full circle as I reflect on the words of my new associates, which in my former existence I would not have done, to check their personal expressions before 'creating' my own. It's different now, what 'happened' since getting the prompt for this expression took place in a sequence that only supported this moment; I am firstly allowing myself to be helped, not being the self-sufficient 'rock', survivor. Our teacher said almost in passing, though it rang loud here, that to ask for help is allowing one from whom input is sought to rise to the occasion (forgive my lack of the exact yet equally profound words). Here, I utilized what was available and willing to further our thoughts, which are both literally and invisibly connected.

The past few years have shaken whoever I once thought I was, in both beautiful and 'awakening' ways. Indeed, I would not be here, or having this experience had 'things' turned out differently (Duh!); though yes, I also said that out loud, and at least to me it didn't sound quite so obvious...

There are many teachers all around us, some assigned, some chosen, some willing though unacknowledged, and some are not in human form, like a plant, or something else...my life is merely an extension and reflection of all of them, even those who feel that to challenge is against me and in their favor; that is part of their journey as well. I'm grateful for the moments of joy sparked by a child, and others. If nothing else, life so far is teaching 'children' the wonders and lessons in small things; it is also what is learned from 'children' in those same moments.

Labels, limits, like the stickers on plastic containers! What if a few are wrong? What if all are 'wrong'? 'Check in' is the place where our bodies tell us the answers, though we don't always interpret the message as it may have been intended. I agree; coming back to where the answers are is the journey of thousands of miles from the same body! And I don't use exclamation points casually. I've come to know where the compass is, and for some time now have had 'Information' stamped on my forehead visible to everyone but a precious few, much to my beautiful child's present though natural resentment (I understand, as one memory from his time is also like yesterday).

That said, this entire exercise has been an illustration in circles, or half-circles, as coming back to where you were is not always an indication of progress. It doesn't help to express to one not so engaged your connection to them, or to feel in a way that makes one uncomfortable another's connection to you, though nothing really changes what is for always.

A purpose is chosen, by some, seen by others, and observed by all, when the choice is made to observe; all are connected, and when we can 'take it', all are one. Being in the zone of 'discomfort' by one is 'home' to another, and can reverse at different 'times'. The words of angels are spoken by those with no shoes, and we are blessed. My joy comes from the eyes of a child, and the comfort of knowing and remembering the depth of truth. The quotes, accepted from those from whom I cannot be separate, say the rest, for now...


There is a field... beyond right and wrong... I'll meet you there. -Rumi

Believe... in spite of the evidence. Then watch the evidence change. -Jim Wallis