by Joseph Raffa
Green pastures. Mankind’s dream of a vision splendid. Fields, lush with greenness. Crops ripening with the promise of a rich harvest. Water holes, pools, lakes, full of crystal clear water. Mountain streams gushing merrily downhill. Horses, cows, sheep, fat on winter pastures. Peace and wellbeing everywhere. Mankind dreams in the sunshine, nature resplendent in her seasonal offering.
Wake up mankind. The green pastures are not in time. They are timeless. Everywhere, the forces of the spiritual are gathering, converging on the earth. Mankind is ripe for a spiritual harvest, for a spiritual vision splendid. Generations of living in the arid deserts of the mind are coming to an end.
The universal heart is stirring, calling its human children back home, blossoming from within, touching those who are inwardly ready. Like a forest fire, burning from heart to heart, the spiritual awakening is spreading. Mankind is pregnant with wondrous possibilities. Ready to give birth to the new – to allow love an open passageway. The spiritual bulldozer is poised to clear away the old – the poisons of the past. The spiritual springtime of Mankind is dawning.
The call is going out – growing stronger. Stirred, humans hear the call. They are leaving their homes in time, eagerly moving to embrace the timeless. And what a meeting it will be. The celebration – in joy, in smiling faces, in spiritual radiance, will be wondrous to behold. The urgency within is growing, growing, growing.
Come back home. Come back home. Come back home to the timeless pastures of the great unknown.
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