"Roads of Faith" March 21, 2016

Leaving the Boulder Gardens, I continue to invoke the vibrations of the Course in Miracles, absorbing the telling just given to me by the gracious brother.  The physics of the quest prove true as I am protected and led to the perfect location after yet another issue with the tires of the caravan ….

The Tire Trials

I am speaking with Boggie as I pull into the station, going into the nature of commitment to the Quest, that we must give everything we’ve got to the journey to see the results.  To have absolute faith in the unfoldment.

Roads of Faith

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Man, the adventure just continues.

It is a test of Faith. Of application of process, intentionally shifting my way across the realms of my experience, hitting at the edges of the Mojave desert. Where I will have to see if I live in a Friendly Universe, if I am supported on the Quest.

And it is hard. My beloved wolf is wasting away before my eyes, refusing my attempts to use my gifts to heal him. I feel helpless to change his condition yet must do what I must to make our way forward.

It isn’t the high grade food or the raw meat that i’d gotten him over the years, but I can’t afford anything else and am thankful for the fact that something even exists for him.

Angels in Black

One of the workers offers to help me. I smell Earth-magic on him. Metalworking. I tell him I only have just so much cash, yet I will give him what I can.

Amazingly, after hours of work banging out the metals of the caravan, he manages to get us rolling back on the road, my prayers answered.

Vimeo

The Sedona Vortex

Wisdom of the North

We are traveling through the Utne lands of the Americas when my World collapses. Despite his thinness, North bounds into the front of the truck. I feel his thoughts, the language beneath language that we share.

In a voice without words.  "Our time is done" he says.  "And I have taken you as far as I can.  You must go on without me."

I shake my head, tears streaming down my face. “No, North. You are my best friend. My beloved. We’ll be buried together.”

I feel a wave of tiredness, and I know it to be his.  "This is my will." he says.  "I love you, and I always will."

He smiles, and pushes his head against my shoulder like he always does.

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Paul Brighton