Feast or Famine The Divine has a quirky sense of humor, I just know it does. We may not always appreciate it nor understand it, but I guess if you stood where It does, you'd be entitled to one too. That's something I am looking forward to, one of these eons. Okay, so like, your journey's gate has opened, you feel like all this material is rushing at you and you are trying to decipher it in a manner so your brain cells don't go snap, crackle and pop and you end up dangling over some edge of the Cosmos, barely hanging on. You manage to get a handle on it, you hope, and now you need some answers to questions. You get the sense of having a Teacher out there somewhere, waiting for you. Some of us get a clearer picture of Teacher than others. If so, "Mom" must love you better. Yes, I went through this too. Did I get frustrated? Lady Bless, yes! Did Teacher ever come knocking on my reality? Well..... What is it about our minds that makes us believe that a Teacher must be someone physical? Are we pre-programmed that way? Maybe it's another safety net. Just where did that flood of information in our awareness now, come from? One solitary human being? I wish I had a mind stretcher. You know, like one of those things you put into shoes to stretch them out? Lady only knows I needed one. I struggled with the concept that there was not going to be a "Teacher", at least not one, and he/she was not going to necessarily take the human form. I tried. I hunted, I researched, I followed what I thought were clues and small messages. I even prayed. I mean, what kind of Divine allowed me to absorb all this cool stuff and then left me alone with it? Hey, come on now. That's not how it works, is it? Pouting, screaming or throwing a temper tantrum do not get us anywhere. I tried. Was that a Universal snicker I heard on the wind? The bottom line is, no one is going to come along, take you by the hand and walk you through this. When do mentors or guides come along? After you have figured out the hard stuff and usually when you don't want to be bothered. Divine humor, at your service. My Teacher did not manifest itself in a physical person. My Teachers are everywhere and everything. Sometimes, a certain critter will throw itself into my awareness until I pay attention to it. Then I need to go and research it to find the lesson I am supposed to get. Sometimes, my teacher is in the floodgate of information I have stored and written down, something I didn't understand at the time, but something that more than likely will make sense now. Perhaps I should say that my teacher is not singled out in just one person. There are also people who pass through my life from adults to babies. My teachers are my ancestors, long gone from this earth walk. They are found in history lessons, personal and worldly. They are found in my experiences. Sometimes, it's going to get really quiet, perhaps for months, perhaps years. That flood of energy I got when I opened my soul to learning is now gone. I no longer ping off the universe or ride that tidal wave of energy. I almost fooled myself into thinking that first initial excitement is what it was all about, without it, I was lost. I finally figured out that like any other kind of long-standing, meaningful relationship, the first glow of excitement fades, my world does quiet down, but the fire still burns. What seemed to become famine in my own mind, was truly germination. The seed is planted, tamped down, then quietly fed as needed and will bear fruit. (Feast or Famine)

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