Mud or Flower Petals? | A Poem by Galaxygirl

Mud or flower petals?

From mud walking to wing stretching we continue onwards
Physical bodies morphing moment by moment
Into something new, prophesied but not truly foreseen
For we are creating this transition breath by breath -

Watching Monty Python and the Holy Grail tonight
Surprisingly held little amusement or laughs
As the grit of that 3D world felt all too familiar
And interests me no longer.

I identified with the few actors who kept changing roles -
New costumes, new accents, new parts to play -
And the great truths of our own varied parts played
Holds new meaning when viewed from a 5D perspective.

I remember the jeering crowd, the witch dunking, the fire, the wood, the pain;
I remember the plagues and the overwhelming smell of the dead
And the eventual callousness that consumes that reality
When herbs and prayers are not enough and one must survive in the midst of it.

“Bring out yer dead” used to make me laugh at the sheer audacity of it all
But now I see, this is the role we transmuters are doing right now for the collective
Transmuting the no longer relevant programs, the fear, the yuck
So that we can transform it into a new way, of hope, of beauty -

Tossing so many flower petals on top of the muddy medieval roadway
So that suddenly it is a smooth path of light and lovely colors, fragrances -
Such the the 3D mud beneath becomes saturated by it
And transformed in the process.

Is this how the others around us feel when we are radiating our light most strongly?
When we pray and sing and laugh, scattering our 5D vibration of flower petals
Such that they stick on their muddy energies and transform them
Into a new bouquet of beauty?

I long for pure entertainment of joy, of beauty, of freedom, of purpose
Free from programs or dark agendas
I eagerly await the new forms of movies, music and art that a higher society will nurture
And the sense of communal joy that will result.

Our children will be the leaders of this - this I know
As I watched my children’s reactions to the clips of the movie
They were shocked, unimpressed, disgusted -
They were not entertained, but it did foster great conversations that will get them thinking.

These children today cannot be fooled
For they see through the 3D ways and are unprogrammable!
I thank God for them, and for the privilege of guiding them as they grow
So that they can in turn teach all of us how to create Nova Gaia together, mud free, one.

~ galaxygirl