If we were to see this visually, we might see it as a vertical shaft of light that brings us down to earth, our raison d'etre for incarnating. Once here, we find ourselves moving over the face of the earth, meeting heart to open heart, and new horizontal lines of light cross the vertical. Where they touch, our consciousness lights up, our souls connect, love streams forth, gifts are given, gifts received; we feed and nourish one another.

At Buckland Hall, when we all came together in that vast hall, for me such a grid was created and is being created. We came together to actualize a process that had already begun.

A realization has come to me out of the Light Summit relative to my passion, which I voiced as "My passion is to be free." It's come home to me that no one owes me anything, nor has ever owed me anything. I owe no one, nor have ever owed anything to anyone, so that whatever I give is freely given.

Sometimes I view the world, with the grace of the Divine, through the perfect mirror, and in the next moment, having lost sight of who I am, I can see only through the cloudy mirror. But whichever, it is still me looking.

You are free to be you, I am free to be me, so there is never anything to forgive.

Even when seeking clarity, I get lost gazing into the cloudy mirror, yet still I know this to be true: there is never anything to forgive. We are each just being what we can be.