We're painfully familiar with the funny-but-hits-hard joke about not reading the fine print before we arrived here. Although the Big Picture is much more complex and convoluted, this wistful default is often used when we need to comfort or cheer up a fellow Lightworker during challenging times.
To distract myself from the totally unhinged and despotic exploits playing out on the world stage right now, I thought I would write something absolutely irrelevant that offers nothing of importance to anyone. I would like to suggest a different perspective to this fine-print pseudo-meme, and perhaps it can offer a teensy degree of solace to Lightworkers in the sense that yes, we did read the fine print. We weren't really that reckless or impatient. Here's what I believe really happened:
The fine print had several entries that ran all the way from the top of the page to the very bottom. It was a very long list, but we were responsible enough to ensure we read every word of it. We repeatedly gulped and gasped as we winced our way down the long page, silently motivating ourselves to keep on reading despite our increasing anxiety and steadily weakening resolve.
We finally got to the end of the page. By then, we were already considering giving back the entire contract and turning down the Mission. But we knew how crucial the entire Mission was, we were fully cognizant of the critical need for Lightworkers to assist in possibly the biggest Salvage-Rescue-Restore Mission in Cosmic history. And thus, we held up our trembling hand to scan our DNA code in agreement to the Mission. With a nervous laugh, we asked rhetorically in a slightly squeaky tone, How bad can it get?
That's how we got here.
Ever since we remembered the mission, we've been repeatedly asking our Divine Self, Source, our Guides, anyone listening, why we agreed to the Mission. Each time, we received the response that we were shown the fine print and adequate details were provided beforehand so that we could prepare ourselves appropriately. In other words, we knew what we would get into and we agreed, so please just get on with the Mission and stop whining.
Until one day, out of sheer desperation and extreme frustration, a group of Lightworkers asked to be shown the fine print again to see if indeed every necessary detail was made known. So they cringed their way through the long page of fine print once again, scrutinising every word, hoping to find any anomaly that would void the contract. When they go to the end, someone noticed that there were more words printed on the other side of the page....the fine print didn't stop at the end of the page, it continued on to the other side of the page. And there it was....the last bits were the worst....
We read the fine print, but we didn't read the entire thing.
We didn't turn the page over.
Namarie! 💗
NOTE: This is just my story, and not to be taken as Truth 😇
