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Originally Posted by JoyAnna
Thank you, Metaphor. Reading this tale and your comments brought calm to my aching heart and soul this morning. Longing for my tribe and our loving world grows stronger and stronger as each year, month, day passes. Sometimes I feel I must have chosen to perform the task of living out this particular human lifetime as an example of solitary, firm holding to the memory of that place from which I came where my tribe lived in beauty, peace and love. Can I live the remainder of this journey loving my tiny parcel of earth, creating beauty where possible, holding my thoughts and words out of the morass of fear and resentment, and accepting that this path may require loneliness? Can I remember that the shaman promised to send support and encouragement when needed so I will be able to persevere and finish my mission? I long to go home.
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We are on a deep sea mission. Sometimes the preassure down here gets too much, I know, but its up to us to help and support each other. Doing this all alone will not do for most of us. We are to work in teams, small or big teams depending on the task.
There are those who have and can manage solo-operations I believe, but I think for the most this is the time of re-gathering.
