the return to earth

is always the hardest experience

of the soul

you've done what you had

in the world to do

it stands quietly

in its own being

and you have no other reasons

to which to look forward

and just when your moment of departure

rears up

and your soul feels the tug

of the cord and lifts

out of its accomplished human shell

a thought occurs

and the light to which you are carried

is no longer quite so

blinding and beautiful

because the awareness sets in that

not all you've done in the earth

has succeeded

in the eyes of the One--

and so not quite admonished

but lovingly tended

and soothed by attendant souls

who remember the awful

material world

with its beauties and joys--true--

but also its scars and

disappointments--easing you back

into the dimension

just outside earthly living--

you rest meditate and

aid others through the veils dividing

the worlds--

oh then--then when

it is time to go back for

the atonements and the lessons--

the soul rises and comes

to drink deeply

of the waters of forgetfulness--

to forget the loving peace of the

spirit world--

to forget the bundles of sin

that have accumulated

from earthly life to earthly life

so their weight won't crush

this lifetime's effort to atone

and to learn--

to forget all enticements

that would bewilder and mislead

the soul from its purpose--

then the soul rises--

awareness blank as a void--

and is drawn to its next vehicle--

its next human identity--

then--then

the bittersweet ache of being

alive in the earth

will well up in memory--

the pains and the joys

drawing down the soul

then--the soul

undergoes

its hardest experience--

the knowledge

of unlimited life--

limited to this particular

body--

its being--its place in the world--

the time of its duration--

one more time

into yet another breach

for One who created us

for some reason--

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