When We Seek to Express the Inexpressible| Annie Mathias

There are times when we need to express the inexpressible.
Like right now. Our world is in great crisis.
I woke this morning to hear the words of my deceased father. (Yes, I am one of those)
I asked how I can offer hope to others.
In response, I am sharing a chapter from my book, Drink Chocolate Milk With Your Demons.

May this help to extend our gaze…

In my life, I sometimes have trouble finding my “out loud” words to express what I see in the “unseen.”

This does not usually present much of a problem because much of what I “see” is for prayer and meditation. I don’t need to talk about it. It is a private conversation.

But sometimes I look for my “out loud” words.

Words can be a basket that we use to carry energy to our listeners. Sometimes they stop listening to the actual words with their intellect and enter into a place of “heart listening.” They listen but not just in order to intellectually understand. They listen to experience and enter into the place beyond the words.

I often use storytelling in my writing.

Here I can symbolically describe the characters and allow the reader to interpret for themselves. I sometimes use storytelling that sounds like fantasy and faery tales.

I have learned to do this because there is a problem with words.

The Problem with Words

The Flat Ones gather on a Friday night, turning their hearts to prayer. They see what is happening in the world around them and feel helpless and unable to make changes.

Their hearts hurt with the inhumane treatment of others upon their planet.

And yet, unseen by most, The Radiant Ones, those who have passed into another realm, surround them.

They are the Lovers of the Resplendent One.

There are so many of them! The Radiant Ones are an endless array of beauty because they each reflect a portion of True Light.

They come from the span of all history, not just from one century but also from all of time.

They gather in all of infinity. They are standing by in multi-dimensions that the Flat Ones cannot begin to comprehend or understand.

These Radiant Ones are a concourse of fierce love.
They surround this planet.
They are weeping and holding and being
As the world we know
Decays and changes in the process of being transformed.

One of the Flat Ones catches a glimpse of this Endless Concourse.

She watches as they span beyond the earth in inexpressible multitude.

She watches in her limited way and then she meagerly seeks to explain to others that this is why we can hold onto hope: the current problems that seem so huge and horrendous on this planet will, in comparison, be quelled by the Radiant Ones.

The Radiant Ones dwell in response to the Glorious One of infinite names.

She watches as these carriers of The Reflection of Light continue to come into view.

Somehow in the space of an insight, a time instilled with great understanding that exceeds her mortality, this Flat One looks for her words to explain to the others.

She is swimming in poetry and music and color and she wants so badly to invite the others in.

Some listen only with their minds and they hear an endless ramble.

Others may see a spark and yet they dismiss it quickly as it does not fit into their understanding. A few are also aware of the many who surround them.

And so this one goes to her home where she lives with a large shaggy dog.

She is obsessed in an attempt to explain further
but there is the problem with words.

She asks her inner child to become the artist.

Little Annie is a heart speaking artist.

She picks up her colors to express this moment in endless time
that is now burned into her being.