Deerclan
02-13-2009, 11:18 AM
well, ya learn sump’m new every day here on this ol’ green planet we call earth. some of us even call it “home,” we’ve been here so long. no matter whatchacallit, it’s coming to be a place of heart’s love. a lot of that is thanks to some of you beautiful souls who’ve chosen to come here during the last few decades and bring this whole new set of cosmic drapes of light & love with you. well, ol’ granpappy deer has just learned your right name, and he wants to welcome you to this formerly love-starved planet with open heart and open arms. so if ya’ll will just sid-down righ-cheer, as we say down south, i’ll tell you a little bit about it.
i have this 3-year old daughter. she is a beautiful little blond valkyrie of a girl, with the mind of a yale surgeon and a heart of gold to match. we were just bringing her home from kindergarten today, and ol’ papa got the urge to turn on the radio. i don’t know what song was playing but it got my toes tapping & my fingers snapping. i chanced to look in the rearview mrror, and poor little miss was trying valiantly to snap her fingers too. it remimded me of something a fellow forum member told me recently, and i began to put the pieces together. it had to do with “indigo children” and “crystal children.”
i began hearing about you incredible souls over two decades ago – although not by name – from a time-tested mentor with a proven track record who talked a lot about the “incredible” children being born now, and what a hope it gave us all for the future. i noticed a few neat kids here & there since then, and i saw what sparkling souls they were.
now a lot of you “neat kids” have grown up, and you are adults with your own lives. i don’t know exactly what happened to trigger my full awareness to you, but regardless of what it was, it has happened. all of y’all beautiful babies are here now, and the world is a much better place for your presence.
see, old planet earth has been a terribly lonely place before you got here. a few precious friends and i have wailed and moaned about the unbelievable inadequacy of the various scientific, medical, and psychological models to explain things we knew were true, and should have been obvious to everybody else. well, they were not obvious to everybody else, and before you got here it’s been like living in some kind of nightmare world, one where absolutely everybody has been hypnotized to believe they are playing in a role in an ongoing performance of shakespeare’s “macbeth” or something, and the only way i found to live here and keep my sanity (what shreds of it are left, anyhow) was to just join in the fun, take up my part, and “strut and fret” my hour on the stage, as the great bard himself once said. but now i am beginning to see all of you beautiful young souls here, with all your brightness, your sparkle, and your wisdom, and if nothing else, at least the play has begun to change to “midsummer night’s dream” and the world is beginning to awaken to the world of spirit parallel to this ordinary 2x4 world.
back to the here and now. so we’re driving home, and little miss – who is apparently one of the incredible crystal children, gracing us with their simply awesome presence – was trying in vain to snap her fingers in time to the beat. her doggie took up the whole front seat, because we’ve about decided to start making a habit of taking the dog with us on friday to signal the start of the weekends when we pick her up. so here’s ol’ papa deerclan, driving up and down the small city streets to get us all back home, fending off the dog’s friendly spray of whatever stuff collects inside doggie-noses, and i hear the familiar babble of a 3-year-old jabbering in the back seat. i try to block it out, as usual, so i can pay attention to driving safely. i’m doing pretty well at it until the topic suddenly changes and i find that we are suddenly unexpectedly discussing “daddy’s brain.”
mama, does daddy have a brain?"
“mama, can i see daddy’s brain?”
“mama, what happened to daddy’s brain??”
all i can say is it’s a good thing we were already in the driveway by then. i turned around in my seat, and i answered:
“i think, sweetie, that most likely it was you that happened to daddy’s brain.”
and what a wonderful, happy, healthy thing it was that has happened to daddy’s brain. for one thing, it no longer feels all alone on this green little planet we call “earth.”
now i realize there are a lot more of you out there besides my beautiful little 3-year-old blonde valkyrie spirit who have come here to bless us old-timers with your presence, and granpappy deer has something he wants to say to you.
i love each and every one of you. i “feel” your presence, and i am grateful for your awareness of peace, love, and light. i would like to hold each of you wonderful children to my heart and feel the love flow, and maybe one day i will. :) for now, i am content to know you are there, to send you my love, and my overwhelming gratitude to you for coming here, in force, to bring us peace, love, and light.
with tears of gratitude,
ol’ granpappy deer
i have this 3-year old daughter. she is a beautiful little blond valkyrie of a girl, with the mind of a yale surgeon and a heart of gold to match. we were just bringing her home from kindergarten today, and ol’ papa got the urge to turn on the radio. i don’t know what song was playing but it got my toes tapping & my fingers snapping. i chanced to look in the rearview mrror, and poor little miss was trying valiantly to snap her fingers too. it remimded me of something a fellow forum member told me recently, and i began to put the pieces together. it had to do with “indigo children” and “crystal children.”
i began hearing about you incredible souls over two decades ago – although not by name – from a time-tested mentor with a proven track record who talked a lot about the “incredible” children being born now, and what a hope it gave us all for the future. i noticed a few neat kids here & there since then, and i saw what sparkling souls they were.
now a lot of you “neat kids” have grown up, and you are adults with your own lives. i don’t know exactly what happened to trigger my full awareness to you, but regardless of what it was, it has happened. all of y’all beautiful babies are here now, and the world is a much better place for your presence.
see, old planet earth has been a terribly lonely place before you got here. a few precious friends and i have wailed and moaned about the unbelievable inadequacy of the various scientific, medical, and psychological models to explain things we knew were true, and should have been obvious to everybody else. well, they were not obvious to everybody else, and before you got here it’s been like living in some kind of nightmare world, one where absolutely everybody has been hypnotized to believe they are playing in a role in an ongoing performance of shakespeare’s “macbeth” or something, and the only way i found to live here and keep my sanity (what shreds of it are left, anyhow) was to just join in the fun, take up my part, and “strut and fret” my hour on the stage, as the great bard himself once said. but now i am beginning to see all of you beautiful young souls here, with all your brightness, your sparkle, and your wisdom, and if nothing else, at least the play has begun to change to “midsummer night’s dream” and the world is beginning to awaken to the world of spirit parallel to this ordinary 2x4 world.
back to the here and now. so we’re driving home, and little miss – who is apparently one of the incredible crystal children, gracing us with their simply awesome presence – was trying in vain to snap her fingers in time to the beat. her doggie took up the whole front seat, because we’ve about decided to start making a habit of taking the dog with us on friday to signal the start of the weekends when we pick her up. so here’s ol’ papa deerclan, driving up and down the small city streets to get us all back home, fending off the dog’s friendly spray of whatever stuff collects inside doggie-noses, and i hear the familiar babble of a 3-year-old jabbering in the back seat. i try to block it out, as usual, so i can pay attention to driving safely. i’m doing pretty well at it until the topic suddenly changes and i find that we are suddenly unexpectedly discussing “daddy’s brain.”
mama, does daddy have a brain?"
“mama, can i see daddy’s brain?”
“mama, what happened to daddy’s brain??”
all i can say is it’s a good thing we were already in the driveway by then. i turned around in my seat, and i answered:
“i think, sweetie, that most likely it was you that happened to daddy’s brain.”
and what a wonderful, happy, healthy thing it was that has happened to daddy’s brain. for one thing, it no longer feels all alone on this green little planet we call “earth.”
now i realize there are a lot more of you out there besides my beautiful little 3-year-old blonde valkyrie spirit who have come here to bless us old-timers with your presence, and granpappy deer has something he wants to say to you.
i love each and every one of you. i “feel” your presence, and i am grateful for your awareness of peace, love, and light. i would like to hold each of you wonderful children to my heart and feel the love flow, and maybe one day i will. :) for now, i am content to know you are there, to send you my love, and my overwhelming gratitude to you for coming here, in force, to bring us peace, love, and light.
with tears of gratitude,
ol’ granpappy deer