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A visitor in my own home

A traveler trying to be

An inhabitant of one place

I am of God, of goodbye and go back...

 

I have nothing beyond what I am

I take nothing apart from what I am

I am of God, of goodbye and go back...

 

Scintillating... The sky dreaming

Flaming... Like fire flying

Important... The end that will have

I am of God, of goodbye and go back...

 

I have nothing beyond what I am

I take nothing apart from what I am

I am of God, of goodbye and go back...

I am starting, track and end line.

 

We are all visitors in our own homes on Earth.

As Spirits that we are, intelligent beings of the Creation, we inhabit the space. And from this space in get apart momentarily, wearing fleshly bodies, in which we know as incarnation.

The action of entering the body tissue is necessary for our spiritual growth.

This tying more intense with the material gives us unique experiences, fundamental for the development of virtues and combat of our imperfections.

We are travelers, yes, because through our evolution we inhabit many bodies in various worlds, as the necessity of every one of us.

In each life we arrive with our moral and intellectual luggage, our conquered virtues and our knowledge concerning things.

Every time we leave, that is, also, everything we take with us. No thing, besides the treasures of our soul.  Everything which does not belong to the soul, stays.

The substance, the body, the things... Everything is instrument and not purpose.

The instrument must be well maintained, well managed, after all who is the farmer without his hoe and his arms?

But the farm worker knows very well that his truly aim is the harvest. It is it what sustains and feed his family.

We are of God, perfectible creatures, created by this supreme intelligence, of extremely kindness, that we call Father.

 This Great Father wishes our happiness and gives us all the necessary ways to achieve it.

We are of goodbye, because life is a constantly going and coming. Many of us have already learned, even, to exchange this goodbye for see you soon.

We do not lose anyone because, in first place, no one belongs to us in fact and in second place, because those who we love, like ourselves, are immortal.

We do not own others. The excessive attach causes pain.

We are of go back, because we are always given new chances. Reincarnation is a reality of which we cannot escape, believing on it or not.

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I have nothing beyond what I am

I take nothing apart from what I am

I am of God, of goodbye and go back...

I am starting, track and end line.

 

Spiritist Moment Team, based on the poem Sou, from the book
No castelo do Espírito, by Andrey Cechelero, ed. Immortality.
April 2.2012.