To Speak With Heart . . .

(Because I feel iffy and at 6’s and 7’s, weighing in on me is where do I go.  I scribed this journal entry December 26, 2020 and edited it for space. )   

Sit a spell and listen.  If we could enlighten you we would.  If we had knowledge of this world to which you aspire, we would give a hand and tell you.  But you again will find the same feelings facing you and wonder where did you go astray. 

But there is no answer.  You understand that.  Take a listen right now and  look at what it is you ask.  Where you fit in and where is it you are going?  We don’t have a clue, you know we don’t.  Because you don’t have a clue or a blueprint that you follow.  And so what can we surmise? 

Now you wish to know where you head to.   Could be anywhere.  Could be  you take a sidecar to play awhile and think a time out for sure.  It would be a breather of sorts for everyone.   Us, too.

When the Science Gods worked to contain this Covid -19 with simple measures like wearing a mask and distancing until the miracle vaccines take effect, until they knew  in their private thoughts they worked on what they could surmise and hoped it was true,  there were things they could not  identify until they knew what to look for.  They worked toward that Eureka moment to tell them a something they worked was valid. 

The vaccine of the Covid was only accomplished by the footwork of all who have gone the route in their prescribed ministry.  This ministry vaccinated decades of people wanting to keep breathing amidst all the virulence threatening them.   

They have cared for the multitudes as a godparent for his children.  As a healer would from the times he carried a skin with a handful of home remedies only the shamans knew about.  Only the farmer knew from pulling the calf from the cow in the cold night in a cold barn.  And the midwife knew as young girls gave birth from the first times to a houseful of babies.  

You cannot wonder who did the footwork anymore.  Miracles?  Ahh yes,  the miracle of man, in his nascent wanderings among his fellows trying to be of help.   A ministry, of course. 

One thinks of religious acumen, but in this case it is the discipline of Science lifting itself with dedicated purpose to ease the route of the fellow traveler. 

Listening, studying, trying unheard of remedies with the likes of disputed therapies to uncover a maybe that turns into a miracle.  Like a religious order granting discipleship, the Science ministry itself becomes one of service.

So what is the good news of Medical Science?  To learn how best to serve mankind and to teach how best in this complicated time with all creatures determined on breathing the same air, to comingle in good health.  It is a new world every day and we don’t know where we go.

It is as confusing for the invisible world as the visible.  As feasible as the question of where was the beginning.   Perhaps the answer and the one most cognizant would be when mankind’s mental capacity is equal to understanding where was his beginning.

To deny as mankind does, what is ever present, pushes conceptual information further away.   That would mean of course, there would be significant growth in the brain’s capacity to understand why he even jumped ship.

And with no capacity to understand his beginning, there is no ability to envision future potential and no vocabulary to speak should we even attempt description.

Who else says this?  The philosophical bards shouted them equal and one and the same;  Evolution and the Divine!   You have a compatriot that counsels?  

Until you offer us introduction,  we know our offerings depend a great deal on concerted efforts.  We appreciate yours. 

Evergreen and roses
family gift from John Holmes

4 Responses to To Speak With Heart . . .

  1. Veronica Hallissey December 31, 2020 at 11:00 pm #

    Sent from smartphone from Linnea J. . .

    Wishing you a healthy 2021 and send my thanksgivings for all the wishes and wisdom you share with your readers so faithfully. You are a guiding star! You always seem to know what support we need.

  2. Veronica Hallissey December 31, 2020 at 11:09 pm #

    Linnea. . .so glad to hear from you. Thank you for your comments in knowing what support my readers need. When I answer needs it is because they are ever present to me also. Welcome again and stay close.

  3. Veronica Hallissey January 1, 2021 at 1:47 pm #

    email from Suzanne. . .I wish you the desire to continue to share your writings with all of us out here. Seeing them in my email is always a moment of joy for me because I know I have a lesson and/or something beautiful ahead of me.

  4. Veronica Hallissey January 1, 2021 at 1:49 pm #

    Suzanne . . .I hope my work continues to inspire. A window open with a maybe tells me that the door will swing open anon. . . And that is what is my work. Your comments are truly appreciated.

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