Merlin: Who Do You Want To Be?

 The worst thing that can happen

is to leave yourself behind as a casualty of war.

Ann: I’m afraid to ask because I’m afraid of what I will hear. Who could help me with all that is going on?

Merlin: Daughter, I come to you today as one who has been through the worst in more than one lifetime, and I can with all sincerity say that going through the worst is not the worst thing that can happen.

The worst thing that can happen is to leave yourself behind as a casualty of war. Despite the fortunes foretold by sorcerers and soothsayers through the ages, we can never really know the future because it is always changing.

The only thing that of which we can be certain is the sacred foundation of our own souls so I ask that you turn your attention away from the specifics of future events and instead ask questions most generative of divine wisdom. Here are some examples:

1.    What do I love? Is it the ground beneath my feet? Or is it the souls that make up my tribe? Do I love the creator and the breath and body that I have been given? Or do I want to turn tail and leave this planet before the worst falls upon me?

2.    Where am I grounded? Who holds my center? Am I connected by an invisible cord to the Divine, to that force that dwells within me and connects me to all living things? Do I harbor respect for each and every one of those beings as I struggle to realize and recognize my and their inner divinity?

Or do I I hunker down in the smallest corner of my being and hope that it will soon be over?

3.    What do I expect out of this life? Was it given to me for a purpose? Or was it an accident? Even running blind, what do I expect to leave behind?

4.    What do I think will happen to me after I die?  Will I return to the firmament in some form or another, a tiny but shining facet of creation?

Or do I expect, and even hope, that my existence will be erased such that not even a trace remains after my passing?

5.    Can I commit to arriving here with a purpose even in the face of the gravest of doubts? Can I accept that a commitment to the return of the life I have been given to the cosmos with my essence expanded by love is a better bet or, in any case, a better way of life?

Or will I turn my face to the wall and implode into my own being until I, like the black holes dotting the firmament, become dense, dark matter pulling even more darkness in around me?

You don’t have to believe, my daughter.  You have to choose.

September 17, 2025

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