I miss the calls from my mother and I miss the calls from my father...
...even now with them in the Spirit Realm, I can still hear my mother call out my name, as every once in a while I can hear my father call out for me or whistle the Family Call...
...I hear you Mom! I hear you Dad! And do not stop! As I know now and have known for eternity, the voices I heard in the past, are the Call's I continue to listen to everyday, are the Voice's of you and the Elder's who have passed before me.
There was a period there in my not so distant past that I permitted fear to become a factor in my hearing and listening to them in the other place...
...Spirit World.
Oh, since childhood I have heard and listened to the call's of them before me. As a young one I listened even though threatened with institution's for them who "hear thing's"...
...there was a time or few when and where I would not listen and suffered the consequence of my decision's.
For all of these years I have listened to the Call's of My Elder's, and know very well that deep with-in my inner most being I am a Blessed One...
...I am Blessed also with the Blessing's of sight. I don't trouble them who I consider guest's in my Lodge. Perhaps I get a startle every once in a bit, but I do not fear my guest's.
I must have been in a really horrible place or had had some very negative energy directed my way when I feared what was in fact something that has been a very piece of who I am.
Yes, I still listen to the call's.
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