“Pay attention”

As the “Snow Moon” bid me farewell I heard the invitation, “Pay Attention, Michael.”

“Pay attention, Michael,” began to stir within me as I followed the path upwards.  What could these words mean?  Somehow, I knew this invitation, this direction, this loving command.  There was something familiar and yet, fresh, mysterious and hope-filled.

“Turn around and pay attention.”

“Continue and pay attention to the path that has been shared.  By whom?  A familiar name?  Others that I will never know, other than, we shared a path.

Pay attention, Michael.

Pay attention as the horizon uncovered, covered and uncovered again.

Pay attention as the light, that NO darkness, no cloud, will darken, reveals the beauty that is…

Pay attention, and know, that even if there are no visible tracks, others have journeyed to this place, before you and they welcome you now.

Pay attention to the sparkle…

Pay attention to the memories of wisdom shared and the consistent love, that continues to embrace you, right now.

Pay attention to this love, both up close and from afar.

Yes, pay attention to what the Spirit is revealing for, in and through you.

And, Let your light shine.