Doing the Dance

By Heather Fraser

I have unconsciously, and most intimately danced with the Lord of Darkness, who, in the past had so cleverly and masterfully seduced me with its deception of false security.

I suppose I could have chosen to fly with the Angel of Light instead, but the Lord of Darkness had such a luring presence, that I fell prey to its seductive ways almost immediately. Its voice was louder, more commanding, and certainly more threatening. It was the voice of fear, disguised as love. And yet, there was always something else. Something quieter, softer, more gentle and comforting. I would sense this whenever I was out in nature, writing a poem, or happily alone exploring my world. But in a childhood wrought with instability and abandonment, these moments were few and far between. And so began my allegiance to a false authority, whose voice was strangely soothing as it took over all responsibility of my thinking, told me what to do, how to look, what to wear, what to say, how to work, how to live, and who to love.

A life of separation began almost as soon as I arrived. And while I've had to wade through many painful cellular memories in order to let them go, I have now awakened to the holy ones that I somehow knew were there all along, the ones that always floated to the surface whenever I allowed my self to simply Be. Whenever I'd love myself enough to let go. Whenever I'd let the Angel of Light in through the crack that was slowly developing in my perfect, shiny suit of armor.

The sacrilege of separation is just that. Sacrilege. Webster's dictionary defines this word as: "the stealing of sacred things, theft or violation of something consecrated to God, gross irreverence towards a hallowed person, place or thing." The Lord of Darkness is sacrilege. It divides and separates. And yet the dance of seduction was necessary for me, for all who have danced this same dance. For without it, all that is holy and sacred can never be known. I am not speaking of anything new here. This is an age-old story of the battle between the forces of dark and light, the necessity of duality, that we may know the difference between right and wrong, and with that knowledge, hopefully live a life on the greener side of the fence.

But there is more than that....there is so much more than that. For you see, choosing to live on one side of the fence still begets a state of mind that is separated. We are designed and destined to move beyond this place. And this is the place I remember as home. We all lived there in harmony. There were no fences, no borders, no boundaries, suggesting a mind divided. There was only divinity, and the wisdom of an open heart, where whatever thoughts we planted in the one mind, we knew we were planting in the whole of creation. Thus, we held our sacred power in the highest reverence, knowing that to abuse it would bring destruction, hunger, disease, war, disharmony, and unbalance. We knew we were the key to our own creations, and we created in the likeness of God, for this brought about an immense feeling of joy and unity. In this state, all were equal, all were fed, all were considered sacred, and all flew with the Angel of Light. We knew of our power and freedom to choose, to make choices about creation, and we knew this was a holy gift of the highest order, given only to physical humans as a way for us to know ourselves as God, and to consciously choose God, Spirit, Oneness or the Divine over and over and over again, not out of fear of our demise, but out of joy for the way it made our hearts swell with belonging and brotherhood.

This was not an innocent or na?ve view of our world. We were both highly spiritual and intelligent people. We were aware of the stories of a world where the Dark Lords ruled those who had chosen to abuse their power and sacred gift of choice in order to enslave others, and in doing so, created a world where they themselves became enslaved. These stories were told to us as children by the ancient ones. We could not imagine living in such a world or why anyone would have wanted to enslave another when freedom brought about such beauty and expansiveness of spirit.

To look at our world today shows only that we have forgotten who we are. That we in fact, are living in that dark world of enslavement, one that we've created by our skewed thinking. However, we are not meant to wallow in shame for what we have forgotten or how that has created such suffering, but we can do so if it serves to bring us to our knees in humility. To begin to realize that we are but humble servants to one another, to God, to the All, is the beginning, and miraculously, the end of separation. This is the great awakening, and we are heading home.

Copyright 2009 Heather Fraser — www.heatherfraser.com Ontario, Canada

About Heather Fraser

Heather Fraser, born December 30, 1962 in Toronto, moved to Africa at the age of 9. It was here that Heather began to understand the connection to all living things and come to know the grace and wisdom of both the natural and esoteric world. Her healing, infinite journey of transformation has lead her to the richest, most sought after destination anywhere — home — to the soul. This place of deep awareness and self-acceptance of her special gifts of sensitivity, empathy, and intuition has given her all the passion and inspiration needed to write and teach what she has learned about honoring the Self and nurturing the soul — the true purpose of our existence. Heather specializes in counseling, re-educating, and profoundly validating those that are highly sensitive, intuitive, empaths, helping them to accept these traits as the gifts that they are and to express them proudly and shamelessly.

She is a gifted, prolific, successful published writer, poet, and speaker with a readership spanning the globe, as well as a Reconnective Healing Practitioner, a Level III Touch For Health Practitioner, and a former Holistic Nutritional Consultant, RNCP. Heather is the proud mother of a daughter she names Sage, who is also a highly intuitive, sensitive empath. They live together in Ontario, CANADA with their lazy cat and hilarious lovebird. For more information, or to contact Heather, please visit her website at www.heatherfraser.com