NEVER A KING

                I believe I can build a community.  I believe, listening and being engaged with the signs that show, that I can grow relationships and foster a community of minds that feed and enrich one another.  When we put something out there and witness a response, I believe it is because there is something in what we gave, a value that returns to us by its effect in another.  We don’t have to search for an effect.  If one is made, it will show and return in sign. 

                I think people and the world respond when we make a difference.  It doesn’t have to be a grand achievement.  I think, most often, the greatest effects on worlds occurs in small acts that shift souls, just enough, to begin far greater change.  It is not a force, it is a facilitation, empowered by openness that allows another to live and become the same.

                Who knows how a timely smile, a simple act of encouragement, a note or sign of affirmation to another can change a whole course?  History is defined by small and simple acts—often never written—that proceed to shape greater events that then blind men to the small, and equally fated opportunities, that create conditions for the Legend. 

                I believe there are greater powers in the shaper and shifter of souls than figureheads on which history is fixed.  Mankind is not changed by men of edicts but by quiet souls of action that live and express truth and empower others to do the same.  Such men can defy the forces of States, religions, masses without minds because they know who they are and what they are of.  Such men, in times of crisis, are either followed or feared because others see the powers they possess.  Their ability to affect and raise others—first through spirit and then condition—are far more real than the professions of politicians possessing power but absent spirit-purpose. 

                God returns to the world through the humble, never a king, and when we look to change our world through the power and pontifications of politics, and not through the living of our own soul-selves, perhaps our entire focal point is wrong.   

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