This morning I had a beautiful vision,
a living imagination,
an experience in the quietness of silence.
A stream of living, unseen, gentle souls
walking through timelessness,
entering the present moment.
It was the Stream of Venus.
It was an experience of a wave of silk cloths
blowing in the breeze
silently announcing the coming of
something precious, something dignified
this stream, this community,
this family of Venus.
It was a procession of beauty
winding its way
through the corridors of time,
and the pulse of the living,
through history and eternity,
opening and creating environments
along the way
where the essence of life,
the beauty and presence of wisdom,
and the substance of love
continued to be born
over and over again
filling the tributaries of liquid gold
with pureness of intention
and new life.
Within this procession,
there were circles of commonness,
embraces of connectedness,
in the centre of life itself.
The veils were not only flying, but lifting,
opening the interior, eternal,
living environments
from the inside out
uniting it with
the exterior living stream of Earth.
New language arising out of the poetic visual,
and thoughts unfolding in pictures, songs and living images.
There was no hierarchy, no power, control or harshness,
instead a presence of consciousness, peace, gentle beauty, true compassion,
radiating love and genuine interest.
And as it orchestrated itself
it was clear,
that the stream of Venus
was bringing many new impulses
to enrich and complement
life on Earth.
The first gift was bringing awareness to the world soul.
A world soul that nurtures life on Earth for all living beings
giving a sense of being in this world together.
The second gift was the illumination
of the beauty and wisdom of the human soul
and nature of its life and inner places of dwelling.
To understand the nature of the human soul
and how it is reflected outwardly
including, in our daily lives,
will give a new basis of understanding and capacity
about how to begin unfolding a new world culture of peace
by consciously focusing on creating
worldwide homes of inner beauty,
hearths of thriving and loving relationships,
and sanctuaries of living wisdom.
The fourth gift of the stream of Venus is a sense of community
for the newly emerging human soul and tender and beautiful world soul
that connects all souls.
For she is lovely and bright,
as luminous as a pearl.
She is undefinable by many
and perceived by few.
Yet,she is inside each one of us,
bearing the essence of who we are.
And no matter how hard one tries to define the soul
or assign the soul ,
she lives within us and we in her.
She is the bella mother of our spirits,
the venus maiden of our hearts,
and the sophia queen of our lives.
She bears grace and dwells in living beauty.
Her language is painted imaginatively
on the canvas of life
sharing the inner landscapes
that reflect outwardly.
She moves quietly over the Earth,
within life itself,
leaving no footprint,
only flowers and a scent of water.
She has no sense of self or the other,
because the nature of birthing life intimately unites
the wholeness of life together within its individualities
creating space and place
in the bright constellation of humanity
where circle upon circle
of shining stars
willingly unite
forming new constellations
of potential new ways of being together.
It is an imprint of these starry constellations
that are washing over us
as a human race,
asking us to step out of the destructive,
and into this renewing stream of Venus.
A stream that brings a refreshing new way
of viewing life as a culture that cultivates new ways of living together
in genuine interest, friendship and peace.
A stream that bears within it
the true nature of life,
the streaming light of love
and the perfect environment for tiny shells
and awakening souls
to open
new
homes of love
and
ripened
pearls of wisdom.
Written by Jill LaBelle Sophie Shouldice
Thank you so much Ramona. It is precious to me to know it was lovely to you. And also precious to still be in each other’s lives by feeling and hearing your presence. my gratitude always…..
Yesterday I dreamed that I was looking at the last page of a book I wrote…and the last lines were taken from a letter, written by you, to me….you were talking about my teacher….and I knew it was a woman…you called her my “sweet, old general.”
Love this new vision….so perfect for this time…so hopeful and inspiring! ANd your expression of it is so lovely! Thank you!
xoxoxo R