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“We are on time”…thank you Nahko

Good morning everyone! I am happy to be in the healing room with you this morning. I have wonderful news for all of us! We are on time. Did you know that? I didn’t know that and I still forget sometimes, and I do know, with all of my heart, that we are exactly where we are meant to be. If you are sinking and feel like you won’t make it, don’t forget to remember that this too shall pass. If everything is wonderful, appreciate and enjoy each moment, because this too shall pass. We want to ensure that we will find happiness and peace and joy, abundance and all that our hearts desire, and that it will never be lost. We hold tightly as to not lose and we live in constant fear of the time coming where we will lose what we have worked so fucking hard to gain, acquire and stash away.

We live in a mindset that says we have never had enough and that we are here to acquire. We acquire things and degrees and we possess our possessions, don’t we? That is mine. Mine. Not yours. Mine. The girl is mine. The house is mine. The car and the yacht…all mine. Really? What if I told you that none of your shit is really yours? Not one thing. We live in an illusion that fits no one or nothing. We believe this bullshit that says that we must always do what we have always done. I want to tell you something…you do not have to do what you have always done. I don’t give a fuck what your mom said…your dad or your husband…your wife or your boss says…who made them the rule makers? Who gave them authority to tell you who you are? My moms idea of Coral is not Coral. Every employer I have ever had has had an idea of who Coral should be and what role Coral must fill. I, as an employer, have dropped the hammer, trying to mold my employees into these roles, to fit the molds. Some people work well in these places, under this pressure and duress to be and do what and who they are not. I finally realized that I do not do well working for others and trying to get it right, to no avail, only to try harder and lose another piece of myself. I am recovering all of the many piece I have lost along the way, and I take what I need and leave the rest.

My writing has so many thoughts and quotes and excerpts from authors and books and songs and people I have shared my life with, that I often cannot remember exactly whose words I am using. I try to quote and give credit when I know who inspired me. Often, I do not remember which book or which song and so I just want to honor each and every person who has paved the way before me to build upon their ideas, to learn and live their words. Ram Dass, Wayne Dyer…Leo Buscaglia…Nahko and the Satsang boys…Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and countless others…you and you…Tamara and my dad…Sherry’s lessons and words you once said to me…all of everyone who inspires me…thank you, with all of my heart, for your place in my journey and for words that stick with me and inspire me daily. I don’t always credit, and I always appreciate everyone who is walking right beside me on this journey. I fucking love you. Thank you.

We are on time. Nahko is one of my most steadfast spiritual guides. His lyric and his  music…his personality and his grace…every single day since I was introduced to Nahko, I have quoted his words and found that they’ve a place in my daily life. My meditation and my thirst for musical medicine are because of the first drink I ever took of musical medicine so purposed for me, was in the lyric of the first Nahko song I ever heard…

It is Written

It is written
It is written
It is written
Gathering the nations
Prepare my relations
For spiritual battle, battle
I have my doubts
But there’s no time for that now
Gotta recharge my channel
For medicate, resist, meditate
Keep righteous walking
Steady load and locking
There ain’t no stoppin’
This bullet, load it, pull it
Bullet, load it, pull it
Fully-loaded poet

It was changing so fast
I barely kept up with it
Calling on my spirit guides
I was up in Sitka
South-east Alaska
Forgot to ask her
If I’d survive the next chapter
Born in the ‘Frisco, city of angels
Above the prophecies, up upon the table
Tangled in my spirit teacher’s angles
Middle finger to the Star-Spangled
And I know I’m ready
Big message, heavy
Gotta learn to carry
What comes to me directly, said

It is written
It is written
It is written
Gathering the nations
Prepare my relations
For spiritual battle, battle
I have my doubts
But there’s no time for that now
Gotta recharge my channel
For medicate, resist, meditate
Keep righteous walking
Steady load and locking
There ain’t no stoppin’
This bullet, load it, pull it
Bullet, load it, pull it
Fully-loaded poet

So I went to see my sister
Past, present, future
Help me remember
How to surrender
Oh, Yellowstone
Great mystery unknown
And if you blow
Poca River still flows
Puerto Rico
Part of my ancestry
Some day I’ll go
Part of my destiny
Minneapolis, cause it romances
Anishinaabe, sharing me the wisdom
I know we’re ready
Big message, heavy
Gotta learn to carry
What comes to us directly, said

It is written
It is written
It is written
Gathering the nations
Prepare my relations
For spiritual battle, battle
I have my doubts
But there’s no time for that now
Gotta recharge my channel
For medicate, resist, meditate
Keep righteous walking
Steady load and locking
There ain’t no stoppin’
This bullet, load it, pull it
Bullet, load it, pull it
Fully-loaded poet
(hey, hey)

Take your time with every little thing
Every little thing, take time
Take your time with every little thing
Every little thing, take time
Take your time!
Take your time!
With every little thing, take your time
Yeah, with every little thing, take your time, yeah

It is written
It is written
It is written
It is written
Yeah, it is written
Yeah, yeah, it is written
Oh, oh, it is written
Oh, oh, it is written
It is written
Oh, oh, it is written

I am only just beginning to scratch the surface of what this song has called up in me. I knew the first time that I heard it, and confirmed in my very soul every time  I have heard it since…now is the time to gather the nations. We are headed into spiritual battle and it looks like I am going to be one of your guides. How do I keep my ego out of my words as I convey them to you? With my intention…I keep my ego at bay with all of my intention to be who we all need, to deliver what comes to me, and to accept what I am called to do…love us all home. We are all just walking each other home. As we leave the healing room this morning, let us not forget that.
Have a beautiful day everyone! I love you and we are on time. Enjoy the journey!

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