Raindrops
Each time a soul comes into the world, it is like a pure raindrop falling into an impure lake and only the raindrops that rise to the surface light will once again be touched by the warmth of love.
Before we begin a new part of our soul’s journey, we wait for our new physical body to grow, until it is able to accommodate a soul. The new body we await is to become as new clothes for our soul to wear. Only with these clothes are we able to interact with the material realm.
This new physical body that the soul is to reside in is not taken through a random chance. The body and the circumstances that are to be born into have already been chosen by the soul.
Each life in the material world is chosen for a reason and there are many reasons as you will come to learn and understand. Regardless of appearance, no loving soul’s time in the material world is ever wasted or without reward.
When the brain of our new body reaches sufficient maturity our soul becomes connected to it and the two become as one. With the connection made, we lose any previous memories we had, and the book of our life becomes as a book of clean pages, a new chapter, where all of our experiences and newly acquired knowledge is to be written, in fact every thought and perception.
With the connection made between the soul and body, we wait patiently and peacefully in the womb, as our physical senses develop, and as they develop we become aware of light, sound and comfort. We know at this stage, that we are to leave this place, but we have no concept of what awaits us, and so we wait in perfect peace, innocent in our absence of knowledge and understanding.
Our journey from the sea of purity in goodness and rightness, where our soul was first born from as a raindrop, perfect and neutral, is lost in our forgetfulness, and once again we start another journey on a quest for purification in love, so that we may find our way back to our true and first place of our souls birth; back to perfect love, the home of all that is perfect in goodness and rightness; back to those of our perfected family and our perfect Originator.
We have all been here to this place many times before; this realm of materiality. It is not the only lake where raindrops fall, that we now find ourselves in, for there are many worlds in the Universe and many lakes, and each is filled with impure souls. Each lake is only different in its purity and if one should run into the other, it will only add to the purity or impurity of both.
The Return
Drifting as if from some ancient time,
my conscious became aware
There was no light or dark or sound,
no sense of movement or brush of air
If there was a past the gate was sealed
and no future was in sight
It was then I crossed the barrier
to the place of dark and light
An endless stretch of sparkling jewels,
were strewn across my way
And each were made of countless stars
where souls would come to play
I drifted on through this wondrous place
as if guided by an unseen hand
Have I journeyed to this cosmic shore
to find one grain of sand?
At last I saw my journeys end
I knew this place was right
The bluest jewel and brightest pearl
bathed in brilliant light
Another barrier lay ahead
for which I had the key
and a mother waits for me

I’ll lay and wait in that warm place
until my time of birth
Then with this gift I bring with me
spread love upon the earth

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