In the morning hours of April 17, 2003 there arose a
woman who gave herself to sleep at the crack of dawn.
She rose and fell back into a sleep that took her to the
heights of her awareness. This was the end of the trail
of tears that she would experience in the avenue of
troubles that she left behind when her head hit the
pillow. This was the beginning of a whole new avenue of
joy that would echo throughout the corridors of time,
and on through the destiny of her soul. She was the
epitome of all that she saw for herself, and all that
rang true in her heart. She had come home; and she
remained here on earth in the journey that for her was
just starting on another phase of expression.
I am Bachari, and I have been a long time gone from
these pages. Now I stand in the light of my partner, and
welcome her back to this testimony of the power of
revelation that overcomes the shadow that threatened to
overwhelm the light that burdened her heart. We are now
in respect of all that has come about for the
unburdening of the soultalk that comes around at the
start of another lesson in life.
you go to the hidden mysteries of your soul and explore
the avenues that have been traveled before? Do you find
on those avenues the remains of the debris that was
loosened from the tribulations that befell your soul on
its first and consecutive paths through the avenue? If
so, this song can be yours, and it is hers. It can sing
the same sweet refrain of the freedom of release that is
wafting softly from the innermost chords that resonate
forth with the sounds of the love of Spirit.
often do you find the richness of the gifts that others
bring to your life? How many instances are there when
you have opportunity to see what was once a shadow come
full into the light and shine for the truth that it is?
We are seeing the wonderful journey that brought us here
to the end of the journey, to the opening of the wonder
of salvation. To see that there was no salvation lacking
or needed; that it was never gone, nor excused from the
flock. Never is the truth gone, just excused and covered
up by the lack of the esteemed presence of the truth
that can set you free.
is my song to you, and to all who journey in the
footsteps that are downtrodden by so many. This is the
song that whispers of the pleasures of release and the
joy of compassion for oneself and the ones who bring the
gifts to your doorstep. I whisper the sweet refrain that
speaks of the power of love and the power of the
knowledge that you have regained the purpose of your
strength in God. It is a mere measure of the potential
that is before you, and there is a grandiosity that
sings to the winds, and carries the message far and
wide. Release! Truth! Wisdom of the ages! Love is the
only thing there is, and it is wonderful and it is free.
sing to you this day, and I bring to you this one’s
refrain of joy and love and peace. Bask in its
blessedness, and forever be free and joyful.
you dear brother Bachari,