PRAYER FOR HUMANITY



I believe that divine energy has mysterious ways to reach us. I believe that there are events that have a very important meaning, which happen to make us reflect and understand that there is something that goes beyond our human nature. All my life I thought I had to be like a rock, hard, impossible to move, constantly struggling with life. Only recently I realized that instead I have to be like water, flow in life and let it flow in me, adapt to the path and enjoy every curve of the journey that will take me to my ocean.
I think I have had some signals from my spirit guides. It happened about twice: The first time happened last week while I was drawing: I heard a loud whistle, similar to that of a bell in the whole room that came from a specific point, and when I moved away from the room the sound decreased in intensity, and then increased in intensity. time returned. I asked my mom if she heard that sound too, but she said no. The second time happened last night, just before going to sleep: I was looking at the phone, and I heard that whistle again, but this time it was weaker. I ignored both of them not knowing what to do, because I don’t know how to interact, how to get in touch with the spiritual guides, but the point is that now I’m afraid they won’t contact me anymore, since I silently screwed them up. What a shit figure in front of myself, I think if the spiritual guides stepped on me I would apologize.
Pride is a detestable vice. It makes you blind: you no longer see your own faults. It makes you presumptuous, unjust, bad. Ridiculous vice. Superb because we have money: but wealth is a good outside of us. A dwarf always remains a dwarf even if he is on top of a mountain. Superb because they are young, beautiful, full of strength: but youth is lost day by day: ruit hora‚Ķ soon we find ourselves old, without boldness, without strength. We observe certain athletes, superb for health: a very fragile good. Just a small vein that breaks, a fall, an insect bite, an infection … we have one foot in the grave, we are more fragile than glass. For a glass to break it needs a stone, a bump … we break for much less. Intelligence: so fragile … a thyroid dysfunction, a sudden emotion, a premature senility and we are poor beings to be admitted to nursing homes.
How foolish our pride is. We should rethink ourselves like little leaves on a tree. Be humble and small like sparrows. I am a little robin. It doesn’t matter if I’m as small as a leaf. I pray for this humanity that is killing itself. I sing for her, I am giving all my energy to this humanity. Please if you are religious or spiritual, join me, let’s join all energies together, no matter the name of the deity, no matter our differences, now, let’s join the divine energy of our heart to save this humanity.

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