Welcome back. I am glad you decided to stop and rest. During my lifetime I have allowed myself to be dissuaded by ignorance. Denial did not suit me in the long run. I had to break free from the disdain of the arrogant, who sought to maintain the lie of their deception. Contempt seemed to reassure the ignorant of their importance. I could not and would not continue to be dragged under by the tide of disapproval. I had to seek refuge for my beleaguered soul.
I gained the strength to break free from arrogant speculation. As I listened, softly I trade contempt for compassion. Compassion brought me to the edge of a pond called mercy.
In the dawning of a new day, I am led to still waters. Reality shimmers from the surface of a pond called hope. Reality catches and then holds my attention as I walk around the pond. The shimmer does not fade. I am drawn closer by the reflection and I am encouraged to slow my pace. At this time, I decide to sit on a rock and ponder what I am being shown.
The light of the shimmer intensifies to unfold a brilliance, which sets my spirit free. In beautiful array, the window of my soul opens and light floods my awareness. In vivid clarity my eyes behold what was once hidden. A voice accompanies the light and I am told that I no longer need to pay attention to the voice of the ignorant. This statement confuses me, so I listen closely.
I am told that the ignorant chose to be in that stupor. Although, they come near the pond, their eyes are clouded. They act as though they can not see the light or hear my voice, but this is not the case. In actuality, when the light begins to appear to them, they turn away. As I watch them turn away, they cover their ears. More so, they discourage those who might catch a glimpse of my light and begin to hear my voice. Even as the light and the voice beckons them to freedom, fear and anxiety is seen on the countenance of the faint hearted. As I listen and watch, denial once again ensnares the faint hearted through contempt. I am saddened as I see what is happening. Although I call out to those who would see and hear, my cries are ignored. The arrogant drone out my cries as they drive the faint of heart back into darkness.
At this time, I realize that I have been set on a high rock. Mercy has brought me to the pond and opened my ears. The light and the voice have set me free from the snare of ruthless denial. I no longer need to pay attention to those who would seek to undermine my creativity. Instead, I am free to follow the light and the voice as they lead me.
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