The path to the road less traveled

By far, most of the people I have met lately have expressed this feeling of not belonging to where they are currently living. Some have moved down to the South, others are willing to move to the West and some are leaving the city for the rural areas, all with the presumption it will be a rewarding experience. Nevertheless, the common denominator is the yearning for a place to settle and be safe. Needless to say but nowadays is hard to find a place where you can feel safe and sound, no strings attached to either way of the venue.

It is certain that we are in difficult economic times and any moving must be calculated wisely. I just think the common sense will indicate to wait for a little longer to make a move to another place, another state or even to another country. Oh yeah, there are people willing to leave the US these days, even I will adventure to comment that already many thousands have returned to their countries, specially to those with US borders, i.e. Mexico and Canada. Other countries further away have also experimented their people returning back home. Coincidentally, I came across an article explaining that in Russia many families are returning to their places of origin to be closer to their relatives and friends. One could wonder if this is a global phenomenon.

Yearning back home, appears to be the feeling people are having these days. Initially could be seeing by the experts as something trivial, a commonality, nothing that could be a cause of further investigation. Farther from the truth, it is clearly a global phenomenon, across the globe, the masses are seeking to accommodate themselves in a position of safety and soundness. If we consider the latest headlines news related to climate, politics, economics and social upheaval, one could say these are historic times, challenging to the core of the human physique, the least. Who wants to be caught off guard, in a catastrophe, be man made or natural? For most of us, it is a sense of change from the normality to the unexpected, the unseen, the unmanageable.

Sincerely, I have lived for many years watching the world coming to terms with its own destiny. Not that I have anyone to blame, I blame everyone who could do something and choose to do nothing. Inasmuch, I have blamed myself for the lack of initiative in years past for not have been acting with more conviction about what I have known by visions and dreams as I have witnessed after days, months take place. Yeah, I have to confess that I feel like a prophet who never took its mission seriously, just made a one to one ferry tell. But please, would you agree with me at least? Who wants to be told you are a nut case?

Casually, I have made peace with the Boss or so I expect to have done that, when I decided that whatever consequences this will it bring, I will take courage from wherever I can find and start to speak up. This I have yearned since I am aware of myself.

In the early years of my life, I was always surrounded with people with good intentions most of the time. My mother was able to afford nannies, nuns and relatives to leave me under their caring. As we all know already, there is no substitute for a parental caring, even there is just for short periods of time. Unbeknownst to the influential effects these rearing by strangers, I was brought up believing about a great being called God.

The most fascinating remembrance I have as a little one was when I was given few seeds of corn by this nun who told me to put in inside a hole I opened in the front garden of the house we lived and every day we went for three weeks put water into the seeds. Days passed and I recall seeing how a little plant was emerging from where I had put the grains. How important was this experience for me that I can vividly recall it in my memories. It was amazing to see how this little seed became a plant. I was taught the principle of life. I was three years old at that time. But then, the plant grew taller than me and I didn't like it. That's when I noticed the clouds in the sky and I really started to like going outside to the garden, not just to see the corn but to watch up into the sky.

One day I told the nun: My home is upstairs pointing up to the sky. I don't know how I can remember this, but I do and that is fine with me, hopefully with you too. I'm not trying here to convey that I am some kind of different human being, but what my life has been, guided me to believe there is something about me that makes me a bit different from many other people. Once I grew up some more, say five years old, I was always getting into trouble with other kids. Like I was different to a certain extent. I was behaving in a different way than any other kid. Anyways, I don't expect to tell every detail of my life here, just enough to bring my story to a sound base and who knows, many things will be said about me when the time comes to others speak about it.

The fact is that once I was fourteen, I knew that I was knowing things other kids wouldn't dare to know. For instance, I loved astrophysics, I would look for hours an atlas given to me about the universe. Alpha Centaurus was my preferred name, I knew it was the closest galaxy. I knew all the planets and the galaxy we supposedly are part of and I would try to understand how much was a light year. I believe now that if I would have had a different kind of parents, I could have been an astrophysicist. Not that I want to be hard to them, but the reality is that I pretty much made myself after age twelve, neither I am uncomfortable with who I am now.

Speaking forward about my self realization, once I told my mom while in the car going back to our farm from town: Mom, can you imagine? God is Energy, pure energy, we are living in the space and time reality. We exist because the time moves forward.- Well son, you like to speak too much. What are you reading lately? Is it something from school? I said, no mom, I just know it, I know it from long time ago. Of course she didn't want to argue about it and that was the end of that chat. I am also yearning back home, wherever home is for me. Often when I step out of my car at night and the sky is open, I see the stars and wonder which one will receive me when I depart from here.

This is the end of the seasons and the graduation for humankind. Are you ready? Do you feel fine inside you? Are you prepared for the Apocalypse? For Revelations upon us? I AM. Follow me, those who are willing to go back home, to Novus Dominium.