Who are we? Who and what do we truly represent?

I have heard many say: "We are Seekers of truth, light and love."

Rarely, have I heard: "I have found truth, light and love."

Where do we seek these things that we perceive as missing from our world?

Do we seek them within or from without?

When we feel joy, is our joy from within or is joy inspired by another?

Do we pass on love and joy freely, with no expectation of its return?

When we feel pain, is it our pain or another's?

Some say that they know the way and to follow them. That they will heal you, for to them all other paths will lead you astray.

How did we become 'them' and 'those,' and ceased to be Us?

Do we profess love and joy, and then measure it out as only for the worthy?

Do we separate others with disdain and contempt from our presence and say: "You are not our kind. Or, you have fallen from our grace and are not worthy of us." (?)

Can I dictate to another how their path must be followed?

Can another truly learn from my own path, only? [To do this, I must surely strip them of their sovereignty. Dare I do this and not be dealt the same measure down the road?]

Can my path be the only righteous and correct one?

Have I left no past with charred bridges and nary a tear in another's eye?

Did I not learn through harsh times of my weaknesses, and from my failures?

Dare I throw a stone and not have at least one returned for each one I aimed, deliberately or recklessly?

When I prepared a banquet of plenty, did I invite those that hungered, or just those that I felt met my vision of acceptability?

Were the tattered raiments that some had to wear not to my liking? What did I do to improve their lot?

Are not feelings and expressions of such, the same as attire? Do they not adorn and clothe our etheric bodies?

Has not my own attire at times been tainted with dark stains of pain, anger, hostility, contempt and arrogance, and were they not cleansed with forgiveness?

I speak from a heart that is at times heavy with understanding that Love is a word used by some to define a peculiar type of law. A law that can never be kept in its totality - for we are all weak against such a strong requisite. It is the law of Judgment. Aye, under that law none of us could or can ever escape the sharp edge of that blade. I give thanks that we are blessed, indeed, that Creator has not such a weapon. Tis mankind only that wields it.

[Some would say that Judgment and discernment are one and the same. I say, nay. For example: To say that excrement is ‘waste matter discharged from the body’ and a natural order of evolution, is discernment. To say that excrement is vile and foul, and thus, unacceptable or inappropriate, is Judgment.]

As years have added to my wisdom, the things that truly matter to me, in my communion with the Universal Law of Love, I strive affirm and reaffirm, by asking myself daily:

Did I allow myself to remember lessons learnt and let wisdom take root and flourish?

Did I allow Love to flow freely to and fro - with no expectations?

Did I honor the beingness of all things and allowed their beauty to enrich my soul. Did I enrich them in return by acknowledging their godliness?

Did my actions reflect understanding and acceptance of each soul's path and journey (albeit, different than mine)?

Did I fail my brothers or sisters in their moment of need? Did I turn my back to them, when they cried out with expressions of pain for healing and validation of their worth?

Was I humble before such tasks, and in return give of myself that which was and is freely gifted to me from the One?

Whatever my daily tally, my affirmation is to be ever aware of my present and future actions - and if found lacking in my love of All, to mend this rend in my own attire.

I must be steadfast in my own sovereignty and that of others, as well.

I must remember to avoid seeking fault in any part of Creation - for in doing so, I risk becoming arrogant and superior to the All that Is.

Above all, I must remember that the imprint of God is in All that Is, including me -

Creator’s Love made manifest.

So Be It.

Of The Dolphin Tribe