A Talk with Gregarus Hello Brother. I have been resisting telling you this story all morning and as I sat here looking at the content box of your e-mail my dog Mazo came over and put his paw on the key pad, I said no buddy. Fearing the whole thing would be messed up to my surprise there it was the almighty curser blinking at me . I took one look at Mazo and just said thanks, he went over to his pillow and plopped down. So here it goes.
Last night I went to bed around 12:30. I wasn't real tired but felt restless. Falling asleep I found myself what I would call dreaming that I pulled up to this park where I take Mazo frequently. He can be off leash and a creek flows through it so he can swim. We began our walk when he took off on this path I did'nt recall ever taking, however, the creek was back there and I thought Mazo wanted to take a dip. I followed him and sure enough he had wadded in but he was stareing at this big rock I just chuckled and thought there was a critter. I turned away and this voice said, Got a smoke Patrick.
I turned towards the voice and there was an elderly man sitting on that rock petting Mazo. I walked over and asked him where he came from, in a grouwly voice he said, I have always been here, by your side, you are just ready to chat a bit. I took out my smokes and offered him one. Kevin he was the most peacefull human I have seen. He then told me this.
You are a lonely man Patrick and it is your way of justifing feeling sorry for yourself. You have asked me for direction, yet you avoid my signs. You want me to tell you what to do to fill your emptiness, yet you have closed your heart so no one can get in. You want to be happy but you continue to search for it outside of yourself. You are rich already, more pieces of paper and round metal disks will not add to what you have.
Everything outside of you is like a mirror. It reflects back at you so you can learn about what your blocks are to release all the good stuff that you, yes you have burried inside. He then pointed to Mazo and asked me, do you think your dog cares how much money you have or if your place isn't the best or you drive what you do. Patrick he just trusts you and by the way it is no accident that he is in your life. This is as close as most mortals get to unconditional love, and take my word for it he adores you because you are unconditional back at him.
Your problem appears to be your unwillingness to peel off the layers that imprison the real you. I'll let you figure that one out. Stop feeling guilty about the past and begin doing the right thing just because it is the right thing. Whats the worst thing that can happen anyway? I want you to go now and share this experience with someone, yes that is the person who just came to mind. I think Mazo is ready to go.
I will be sending you signals as usual and when you feel affraid repeat this..fear is False Evidence Appearing Real. At this point Mazo barked as if to say, come on you lets go. When I looked back and the man was gone. I guess by now you have figured out that you were the person I thought of when he told me to share this.
He told me his name was Gregarus and that I was to ask you for a message. I woke up abruptly and looked at the clock and it was still 12:30. It is still confusing but I feel I need to get together sometime with you. It was so real and just thinking about it I get this warm feeling. Thanks brother. Patrick and Mazo |
