The Bus to Ascension

ARE WE THERE YET? (and other thoughts on Ascension…)

Do you ever think this bus ride to Ascension is way too hot, too cramped, too bumpy and way so very too LONG!!

And I am getting really bored with the taste of the “energy drink” I brought with me... I mean, the slogan on the bottle says “All you need: the best of new age and new thought teachings “, and yet it is starting to taste rather dull...drinking it day after day, hour after hour...for years on end.

As I have often asked...Can You Relate?

It is not that there are not massive amounts of new “new thought” teachings everyday…it is not that some tidbit that comes across my pc screen is not true and valid for me, or that it might act like a brief fresh breeze blowing through the tiny windows of the bus… oh so welcome and comforting, giving one the much needed respite from the cramped and oppressive air all around…

It is that I am just so very darned tired of being on this bus as it plods along…seemingly in circles (only the driver keeps telling me we are actually going up the mountain...I really can’t see it out the window myself...)

You see, I can see out the window, and while my energy drink promises that if I drink it, I’ll see something different, I still see the dust and grim that is dirtying up the window.   And while it also promises I’ll also FEEL better, my back hurts from the lack of shock absorbers and balding tires, my head hurts from the lack of fresh air, my legs can’t get enough leg room which makes me very uncomfortable.  It really is not a nice ride at all.

And yet, every time we get to a rest stop.  Every time we pull over and everyone gets off for a bit to stretch their legs, arch their backs, and maybe get some regular good ole fresh water…when it’s time for the bus to get going again…do I say “I’ve had enough”,  “I am getting a cab”, “Maybe next time”? 

No, I keep getting back on the stupid bus like some idiot that does not already have enough headaches in his life!

DEEP DOWN INSIDE

And that, folks, is the paradox of my life as a keeper of the Light.  I know many of you do indeed relate, we signed up to be on this bus, but we really would rather be on the beach in Tahiti….if we had a choice.

But somewhere deep inside our hearts, someplace far far away from our minds and our patterns of thinking, we know that there is a place where the air is fresh, the sky blue, the grass green…at least most of the time.  It ain’t in this bus, that’s for sure…but we know it exists.

And inside that heart, in the deepest corner, hidden away safe and sound and secure is our little secret…the secret that we are not just waiting around for IT to get here…but that we ARE why IT is arriving.  We know we don’t just hold the light.  We ARE the light.

And as challenging and upsetting and over exhausted…(can you say “beyond exhausted”?)...being on this bus can be...it is the single most important thing of our existence, (not just our lives, for we have had so very many of them)...but for our existence, to stay on that bus.  For if we get off, <i>the bus will cease to move</i>.

Why? Because the bus does not run on petrochemicals...it is fuelled by the Light.  It runs on you.

I can’t tell you how much I sometimes wish that were not so...when my ex is so lost in fear and media conditioned programming, and viewing me as the source of all her troubles...when I am working for a client and they are so lost in drama challenges and ego, and yet are still thinking they are an expert on something they clearly are not equipped to doe...when my mother’s dementia has her for the 10th time in a row asking me the same question, and yelling and getting upset thinking I am refusing to answer her because she forgets so quickly…and yes, when some major oil company executive is told repeatedly by his engineers that something is not safe...and he tells them to continue, and also lets his former company president know, so that three weeks ahead of any catastrophe that guy can sell 44% of his shares, and tell another partner company what is happening, so they can go out and buy what is needed to make a fortune cleaning up after any catastrophe AFTER it happens...yes, I can’t tell you how much I sometimes wish it were just up to me...and I would head to the beach.

But the bus is actually shaped rather, well - round.  And some of us call it planet Earth. 

And I am part of the advance team that really desires to see her get through this.  And – if you are reading this – so are you.  So I’m kinda stuck on the bus until it gets to the top and the road stops.

And while on the bus, my job is not actually that stressful...though when trying to make my way through the isle to my seat, and then traversing it again to talk to someone all the way up front, sure seems that way.  No, my job is to breathe.  Just breathe and walk in my own light.  For my light, mingled with the light of all those other travelers on the bus, is doing what it is supposed to do...keep the bus moving - forward.

JUST BREATHE

So my dear friends, I know what is going on…despite all the sometimes always cheery faces that greet you on the pages of the new age magazines and websites…keep on keeping on.  You are the Light.  And if you can just keep walking in your own peace and love as much as you can….  Yes, I get that it is not always that easy…But it still might be more than the person in the seat next to you…and THAT…and that alone, may help that person to shine a little brighter than they did a moment before. 

And THAT gives more fuel to the bus. And THAT is how we all get to the top of the mountain…sooner rather than later.

Espavo, Lak’ech, Namaste. 

Be well. Be in Light Work. 

Mike Hayden is here to assist individuals, business and corporations master the shift to the new earth energies.  To contact him for speaking events, personal coaching or business process improvement, or to email comments and responses: bizlight@mikehayden.net.