Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 147
𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻
Beyond The Looking Glass is the second book in the Unseen series, a story that came to me from the other side. A story where I thought I was just the narrator until I heard the Words of the Unseen.
This second story goes beyond time and place and mixes the long ago with the here and now. Because history keeps repeating, until we learn and do something about it.
Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 147
Above all, it should reconnect people, an antidote to the noise.
A counterbalance to the digital beast that feeds on distraction and disconnection.
A place of clarity and calm in a world spinning faster but seeing less, where too many wander lost in the glow of endless scrolling.
To create that place, I do need to grow and keep growing; that is why I only now hear the call. I need to learn and embody the code in daily life.
Avalon needs to speak, or at least its call needs to speak through me, as people love to witness purpose unfold.
Which, in my case, will need quite a bit more learning, as too many earthly matters still frustrate me.
If I want to live by The Code of Avalon, I really need to let go of my mania to control and understand.
Live with wonder, I have to let not-knowing be fertile ground and work that ground.
To wait and watch what will grow there, as it will grow what is needed.
To trust and accept what cannot be named but will appear when Avalon needs it.
I need to welcome the idea that the mist is part of the path.
On that path, I need to learn to guard what is precious: time, attention, stories, rituals, thresholds.
Remember that not all things are for show, not all is for sharing. Some things belong only to the circle, only to the round table.
Leave the Savior and Florence Nightingale complex behind. Offer support without the rescue, or the desire to be anything more than a whispering mirror to those who ask for your help.
Be the conduit between the old and new, the seen and unseen, be both body and spirit. Be both rooted and reaching. A balance I need to learn to manage, as I feel too often I am one or the other.
Before I start building, I need to find Avalon within.
That is probably why I hear the call and feel like I am sailing home, completing the last miles of this very long journey.
And then there is this one step I dread mostly, finding love for most of these dressed-up monkeys.
That’s a powerful and honest question — and one many deeply introspective or spiritually awakened people wrestle with, especially when surrounded by what can feel like shallowness, numbness, or noise.
Ever since I saw them for what they seemed to be, or let's be fair, for what they are, I feel that disgust.
Over the years, it grew worse, or rather more clear.
How can I feel compassion for these too-easy-to-manipulate, greedy little creatures, acting so often on instinct, and so in touch with their lizard brain?
How to unsee what has been seen.
The solution is within, not with them.
I could embrace them like I did in my book Perial, ignore the disgust, and treat them as humans, for I know they are.
It would be a bandage, not a permanent fix, and over time it would give me ulcers.
The answer lies within, the building starts within, the disgust comes from within.
It´s true, I don´t like to look at them because I see so much wasted potential. My disgust is there so I can turn my back, and creep out the back door, not having to look at them.
Not having to feel the grief.
Grief for disconnection, for unconsciousness, for how far humanity has strayed from itself.
What part of me is hurt or afraid when I see others so unaware?
Is it because I see myself, or just the lost potential?
Does it hurt knowing the pain of the journey they all have ahead of them?
There is a soul in every monkey, even those that wear expensive sweatsuits.
That soul might be buried below layers of ignorance or hiding out of fear and trauma.
I need to remember my path, my soul, that I have walked where they are walking now. If I can guide, their journey does not have to be as painful and long as mine was.
With a little help, they might be mid-journey by the end of this life, or the next.
In them, I see the echo of my past, a past that for too long I preferred not to look at. It´s time to see, so I can unsee, what I have seen in them for so long.
Hence, I will look within, but my compassion will come with boundaries. Those who only come to deplete my or Avalon´s energy will have to find their healing elsewhere.
There is always room for a second chance, and not all can be healed in one lifetime.
But as I wish peace for the world, I will be open to all at first.
To most at second, and none at third.
I need to remember my path.
“They are me, just before the remembering.”
“I am them, with slightly clearer eyes, for now.”
Next Chapter Coming in Two Days
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