Following The River of Peace 734. — March 20th, 2022
We
stand
upon
the
gleaming emerald banks
of
The River of Peace. Blossoming trees
on
either
side
of the river are such inspiring loveliness. For they are filling us all with scents and sights that overflow with the higher heavenly delights.
Many of us are strolling between the refreshing shaded
areas
underneath
these
woods and with that of the celestial sunlit path. Our golden path is in step with this great shining river of silver. Still others are manning small sailboats that ride with the flowing waters, flowing winds, which bless our faces with refreshing upliftment.
This sacred river is moving through a wide
desert though along its sides much verdure flourishes. We The People are attired in outfits native to each of cultures and specific tribes. We see the Celtic, the African, the Asian, and the
denizens
of
the
New
Age
of
Aquarius-Kosmon. Each is costumed in the most simple yet vibrant, cheerful designs and colors that represent our cultural heritage.
Another marvel I must address is that a myriad of songbirds of every description are flying just above our heads. They are as the waves of the ocean but with wings of delicate splendor. One may also behold them amidst and on the tree branches, as well as just above The River’s waters, gracefully matching the waters of serenity which are flowing forward by that of their own swiftly motioning wings.
These sweet endearing songs of the songbirds confirm for us we have made the right decision. Our conviction to leave the world’s imploding cities for the wilderness round us was indeed the only right one we could make.
Booms and blasts of light punctuate our choice at least as much.
For we can all see in the far distance, that once again that nation against nation, leaders against their own citizens, are battling for supremacy. By our own visionary powers, we behold red flames and high spires of blackest smokes staining the skies. We also hear the cries of the tortured and imprisoned, sending forth various cries and screams of the tortured,
injured, and despaired. It would seem that the hatreds bred of recent and of distant times have congealed into a toxic atmosphere that has set man against man, both world war and civil war has set off destructive combat that is both deadly and hellish.
We cannot stop their fighting, we know this . So we are removing ourselves, our family and friends and co-workers and neighbors, all who are wise with spiritual focus, to go where This River of Peace shall lead us. For Peace is Our Way, and Our Way is Peace.
This River of Peace is giving us all we shall need for our journey, as well as where we may find true sanctuary and serenity of communities that shall thrive in all that is love, in all that is
light, in all that is beauty — all that is resplendent and immortal.
All
our
thanks
and
Creator-Father-Mother
of
praise this
to
Our
New
Age
Harmonious. We the sons and daughters of this Universe Wondrous rejoice in all the blessings of the angels and heavens from on high.