Asheville Spirituality, Satsang, Meditation
I look through the window of a pub in town and see myself inside..it is dark and the bar is full of happy people..I hear the voices but not what they say. The person behind the bar is talking to me and then I notice a presence next to me like eyes are absorbing me.
Without looking to the left there where I feel the presence is looking at me I see that it is a man..I can picture him quite well if I want. When I look at the presence absorbing me
I don’t see anyone next to me..except for an empty space..but I still feel this presence looking at me..and hear a voice calling me..“hey can’t you see it is me..I am looking at you for quite some time now but for some reason you don’t feel my presence..I am waiting for all this time for you to take notice of what is happening now..for some reason you seem to walk through life fully blind for what is happening to you..even when you can’t see me now soon you will..when you do want to wake up all you have to do is just stand up and walk around me for you to see who I am”. I listen to the voice and again I look to where the voice is coming from and then I don’t know where to look because the voice is like surrounding me and is not coming from a particular direction. Then I whisper..ok tell me where you are I hear your voice but can’t hear where it is coming from..but a silence surrounded me instead..All I felt where hungry eyes staring at me..and thought..who is looking at me..why am I not able to see the person knowing it is a man but not able to see him as such..and then the voice came back “don’t you see that it is you that have to stand up to be counted..dear one wake up stand up and look around..someone is waiting for you..sitting next to you..the hungry eyes are there to let you know it is time to show! Step out of your own shadow so that you are able to see again..to see the man next to you knowing the light you are not even aware of the dark side you live..not been seen by the only truth which is you. Dear one please stand up and look to your left..what do you see.. walk around the one you can not see..just look and tell me what you see” and the voice went mute. I set there and realized I couldn't feel my legs and even my feet..I couldn’t move to stand up. Like paralyzed from the waist down I just set there looking to the left..now focussing to what I couldn’t see. Two bright blue eyes were looking at me.
I felt a little amazed by what I could see..where I was not able to stand up and walk around like the voice was telling me to do. I could see the eyes that were looking at me from the moment I came in..which gave me the title “Hungy Eyes” for me to write my next story down. Two bright blue eyes are looking at me..and the voice said “can’t you see it is me”..but all I can see are two hungry eyes waiting for me to see the light. As paralized from the waist down I felt restricted by the fact I couldn’t see. I had to stand up and walk around it to be able to describe the one I can’t see..so I said: “at least I can look you in the eyes now.” He started to smile and put his hand on my leg..”Hmm I can see your smile and feel my legs again” touched by his hand “ I even feel my feet again! who are you bright eyed mystery man” and I felt a relieve filling me with a newborn energy..amazed by what is happening or not happening..what ever it is at least I start to see. He started to talk and it was like the voice I heard before only now I could hear that it was him speaking to me. “Look me in the eyes and listen to what I say my dear. The end is near do not fear the shadow side which ended up to be your guide..she will leave you now..there you feel your legs and feet again you are able to walk on them..no shadow will drag you down..there you are able to look around. I am so happy we meet again..hungry eyes were looking at you because simply you couldn’t see my love for you..I love you my beautiful Angel..more I will tell you when we meet again..and remember just stand up and be counted my dear" and he went. Leaving me with the echoing sound “stand up and be counted my dear” ..so with a smile on my face I write my story down. Thank you dear friend..Thank you.
With love ~Margriet Hagens~ https://www.facebook.com/touchedbylight