Re: Re: David’s Guidance

[Joanie]

Erik, The One We Love,

I see you. You are sad. Standing near a lake, or a bridge. You walk to the edge, decide to stare a while, jumping up to see glimmers of Love-dancing elves that skirmish over the rippled tide. When you walk away, you say, “I am good, but not very.” And you cry. You take a breath of rotted air from garbage that wafts in an alley and you throw the air away. Each breath is inhaled then blown out like a giant torpedo gun.

Why do I say this? I believe you take issues that are good and you confound them inside, finding all that’s wrong with them. If you kept the elves in your heart, you’d see grins — smiles so broad — that you’d shout, “I love them! They are glorious! I love them!”

I see you wonder about me. You ask, “Is it true? Do I do this? Could I confound beauty, delicious things in my life? Maybe he’s (David) daft and crazy like a fox? I’m not sure, but I do think he’s sort of funny in a silly, light-hearted way.”

Well, Erik. This piece is stoic. I say stoic because it is your anthem. I see you virtuous and true, yet the feeling of shame, anger, confusion hits me clear between the eyes. You are unaware of this, dear man. Many lives before were felt with sad times, drowned in alcohol, parties, the like. We say the old followed you and you reside in sad Erik once again.

How does one take the past, see through muck and mire and leave for bright, new Life? They forgive all they have done, they say, “I forgive you, all those, please forgive me, I forgive myself, and thank you, All That Is, for your lesson to me.” We say this is powerful and truly heals if one wishes to say this prayer.

OK. If you wish more, I give more. Love is a jewel. Each finger on each hand has a bejeweled ring on it. Your finger is sad. It wants one plopped right on top of the band, however you won’t see the jewel, for it is not there in your (mind’s) eye. We see it. You do not. How do you see the jewel? Go to your heart. Look at your soul. Divine Love is you, Erik. You! You are the jewel. If you cannot see you as the ruby, sapphire, emerald, then the jewel does not appear outside of yourself.

Very difficult to love when you don’t love your own self. This is true to me. It could be true to you, too.

I see calendar colds and oddities form when you are sad. How do you like sunshine? We say this heals you. It is important for your spirit — the spirit of Erik — to have sun more than others because his vibration needs Love this way. (smile) Go see the sun twice a day, please. (hug)

We find many people sad on Valentine’s Day, as well as birthdays. We find some sad on Halloween (All Hallow’s Eve). The same is true at festive occasions like Christmas, New Year’s. The list could include all days fo the year for those who are depressed. We believe your sadness is through the year, but this time of Love is especially dark. So, we hug and kiss you and say you are only as sad as the person seeing lonely words on a book page. We say you are sad if you choose this, Erik. We say Love is you and when you see you as God, you will immensely move your being. You will start seeing you can meet women because you have character, knowledge of plants, birds, trees, and your heart is pure.

Go write sonnets that make a person jump up when the elves play in the river. I know you and your heart will ring then.

Love, David, the host; Joanie, the scribe; many loves who see and wish you Peace, Love, Joy in your heart and mind; angels and Archangel Raphael, who says,

Come to, Wind. Come, Wind. Whisper in his ear. Take Erik. Wash words of air through his soul. Move him. Make him, Breeze. Make Breeze go through his shirt so he’s airborne again. Move the man. Wind, Breeze. Move Erik. Away! Go! x