{"id":77,"date":"2015-11-05T12:15:22","date_gmt":"2015-11-05T10:15:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/littletemple.tempeltje.nl\/wordpress\/?p=77"},"modified":"2015-11-05T12:15:22","modified_gmt":"2015-11-05T10:15:22","slug":"im-no-hero","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/littletemple.tempeltje.nl\/wordpress\/?p=77","title":{"rendered":"I’m no hero"},"content":{"rendered":"

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This morning I woke up after a night full of dreams filled by wars.
\nThese dreams were lifelike scenes in which I participated. Or better: I thought I had to participate<\/em> in order to understand, experience and maybe even influence them.
\nSomething inside of me kept saying: \u201cNo, I\u2019d better not.\u201d<\/p>\n

Something stopped me. The physical effect of this experience was too heavy and too intrusive. Every single time it got serious with a physical attack on human beings and their surroundings, I picked up bits and pieces, but I immediately flew to the next war scene. The exact same thing happened there, every single time. I didn\u2019t feel like a hero in those moments. A voice in the back of my mind kept telling me: \u201cIt\u2019s a matter of staying in your own strength right now.\u201d<\/p>\n

This was not a foretelling dream. It was about processing and experiencing what is currently happening in the world. It was also about trying to define my own stance on the matter.<\/p>\n

As a clairsentient and clairvoyant thinker of images, it\u2019s not hard at all for me to literally become part of a life full of war with all its inner traumas.
\nAm I coward for turning away all the time? No!
\nIt doesn\u2019t help one bit to participate. It solves absolutely nothing. These physical forces are bigger than I am and bigger than I could handle.<\/p>\n

How do I cut loose from these dreams and images and still contribute to something in a positive manner? Obviously, mainly by being myself and not getting dragged in or influenced by these images. But that is too easy, too simple.<\/p>\n

Should I have an opinion then?
\nI\u2019m definitely not one without an opinion, but every opinion has its counterpart.
\nThat counterpart has a right to speak up just as much as I do. The front of a leaf cannot go without its backside. In this philosophising I get entangled too.<\/p>\n

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Wise owl<\/strong><\/p>\n

\"wijze_uil\"<\/a>This morning I sat down at my writing desk. On my desk, a little owl was staring at me.
\n\u201cGood morning, owl. What can we do about this?\u201d<\/p>\n

After taking a closer look, I see the owl is speaking without words<\/em>, it is looking without participating<\/em>.
\nThe owl is the herd of our soul. The owl is calmly omnipresent in the calm transfer of life and its themes.<\/p>\n

The owl doesn\u2019t judge, he keeps a quite calmness and inner awareness.
\nIn cases where it really is necessary, the owl can suddenly move itself really quickly.<\/p>\n

The owl is my guardsman to the gates of Summerland. As if he\u2019s always watching there.
\nOwl is always with me.<\/p>\n

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Yes, I have to go to Summerland!<\/strong><\/p>\n

I will come loose from my nocturnal dreams. I will meet my buddies in the rich and happy area of playing and living a life full of love. I am going to Summerland!<\/p>\n

What does Summerland look like?
\nI travel to a space in the right upper side of my head and then even further. I travel into another rich dimension. Here is my home.<\/p>\n

I always land in a beautiful green meadow, right on the edge of a forest, just as beautifully green. Everything is always fresh and clean; the leaves, the water, the flowers and the people.<\/p>\n

People play, work, dance and sing there. From the youngest to the oldest everyone is busy being themselves in the quality that suits him or her. No foul words are spoken here. Everyone lives and lets live here, granting each other all the space. In Summerland, I can do whatever I want, meet whoever I want, receive and give whatever I want. In the meadow and on the edge of the forest, it\u2019s a busy scene. I greet every single one of them.<\/p>\n

Then, in flashes of seconds, I travel through this atmosphere, through this world, to the waterfall to take a swim there. I can play hide and seek behind the walls of water along this rock mass, where the sunlight breaks the water down to all colours of the rainbow. There\u2019s laughter when I laugh, there\u2019s singing when I sing and there is light and love when I am light and love.<\/p>\n

Summerland is a reality in another dimension. Summertime quite literally is next door. She walks parallel to our earthly reality. Whenever I end up in a war scene, I will contact my home: Summerland. I am sure that I, when I\u2019m there for a little while, will bring back a spark of light, playfulness and clarity, back to the earthly physical reality.
\nThat spark of light is what I bring from there to here.<\/p>\n

It helps. The images of my dreams subside. I feel much better and I feel happy on the inside.\u00a0I land back on my desk. The earthly world needs many lights in dark times.
\nI decide to regularly travel to Summerland to get a light.<\/p>\n

No, I am no hero. I smile.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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