Category: Parables & P.O.T (pearls of truth)

What IS Change

What IS Change

Some things we think will never change:

”It will always be like this,” we think;

then in the fall and in the spring they do.

Some things, we can’t wait until they change,

and when they do, we find we can’t let them go.

Still other things become the long nightmare

or the sweet dream that dictates who we become;

always with us. Look seriously at what IS;

For we do not know when one thing or

another will slip away or stay frozen,

in mind time: love them,

each one and be at peace with what IS eternal.

~CCStarseeds parable

Hidden Light

Hidden Light

Your light shines brightly upon my face; glowing ambers heat, eyes closed with amber lights revealing. Clouds come and mask your heat from my sight; cooling and soothing as sliver strands shine through. I favor the sun and I favor the mask of protection from the blinding light. Oh you of daytime sun-time when the clouds roll in – take cover for the time is waxing short; your redemption draws near to you. Will you open your eyes and see the light for what it is, and is not? Truth is ever present to those who stop and see what is hidden.

ConniePrestonParker~CCStarseeds (parable)

My 56/11 birthday in 2018/11

My 56/11 birthday in 2018/11

Today, August 6, 2018, I Am 56 years re-known; living this time in the life of Connie; An Eternal Being who has experienced far and wide. I share the Birth-day message, with you, I was given early this morning from my Spirit Guides: “Life is A Broken Line.”

What does it mean? “Life is a broken line!” we expect things will end or get better, or get worse; at the very least we await things to change from what they are, and they do, of sorts.

I asked my Messengers, “you mean like the broken lines down the middle of a road?” “No,” they said. “For there are many places a soul lives where there are no roads.” And they showed me a forest with trees of all heights and thickness; some fallen, and animals, insects, and birds – of all kinds, and dirt paths laden with fallen leaves, decayed to varying levels, and shades, of greens, browns and golden yellow-orange hues. And I was one with the Broken Path of that place and this one. This is but one mystery bar-on, The Broken Line of Life and Soul! ⥵⤁↬⤠ ?

Live On … ?????

~Connie Preston Parker | CCStarseed parables

Invisible People

Invisible People

Like, Gecko on tree trunk brown, leaf green, invisible to passer by; “don’t see me” hunted and afraid humanoids lay awake.

Become the rose bush; flowers budding, open, beautiful, thorny stems, handle gently. ~CCStarseeds