My Grandmother had lots of good sayings, and one of them was "You don't have to tell everything you know". There are many times I share in a more general way because I know some things are just for me.
I think it is a good opportunity to share a bit of the first reading
Maryann did for me. I think that part is quite generic. It addresses me, but is really about anybody who misses their souls family. Here it is
In the event that you become overcome by a feeling of nostalgia, dear brother,
remember that we are here at your side feeling a pang of reminiscence as well for days
long out of reach from the matrix-space that you presently occupy as the one you are now.
However, you may be happy to know that the reality beyond the thin veil that you see
projected around you is one in which immediacy of experience is the name of the game.
You are never out of contact with those who form your soul family, nor are you ever far
from the mind of those who hold you in their heart as a beloved one, a trusted friend, a
seriously important individual in the reality of someone else. If such a knowing is in your
mind, and the certainty of that is in your heart, there is no space for nostalgia to enter into
the harmonics created by such a grounded awareness. What you might feel as nostalgia,
speckled as it may be with other feelings such as reticence, regret, longing, etc., is in fact
the essentiality of remembering while stuck in a place of non-remembering. You will find
these feelings will dissolve into peace as the space around you becomes more attuned to
the frequencies of knowing, which you have already witnessed the beginnings of. It is
after this settles that you will be more able to sense the presence of those of us who stay in
your field, and the reality that you have always known to be come into fuller view.
Once, though, you had already known this state. You had immediate understanding of the
big picture about what your soul was about. You left the secure nest to try your wings in
the open air, not knowing where the updrafts would lead, not knowing what kind of shear
would drive you plummeting toward hard ground. You decided it was good to try and to
expand your experience of what you had hitherto been taught. You decided to learn
because you have assigned your soul to this life to gain insights that otherwise would
remain clouded in the language of scholars. How much better to make those words mean
something? How much better to make them real? Is it not thus with students everywhere,
when they are on fire for the truth of What Is? Thus it is, and thus it has been for you in
the outside-of-time that you know as home. On that “other side” of reality, you have
known who you are in greater freedom of knowing, and the kinds of discoveries you made
were the kind of knowings that you have little access to, at the point of your journey that
you now experience. Such things will be revealed later.