When the idealist arrives on earth, he is full of innocence and love. He is nature’s solution in changing the insanity resulting from humanity’s primitive phase. Unfortunately, all too soon, he awakens into what he has emerged and is overwhelmed by what he sees. He is disappointed by the harsh comparison of what reality shows him and the world of sanity and love existing within.
His confusion at what he finds and what should be pierces his heart. As the less awake ones in their ignorance repeatedly wound him, he tumbles into depression. Knowing himself in relation to the world would soothe his suffering but instead, his lack of understanding sharpens earth’s betrayal.
He is the solution to implement. He is the canary who sings a mournful song warning of the expanding poisonous gas which will suffocate everyone. He is the visionary who has come to guide the status quo into a more beneficial forward. He is the gentle soul who sees behind the curtain and exposes the apparent hypocrisy. He is the saviour (small s) who is destined to guide ignorance to wisdom.
Sadly, this goes unexplained to him. He is pressed down by the weight of the hate and idiocy rampant in his people. He becomes impotent as the depth of the problem is revealed to him.
As he ages, he is overcome by what he is here to heal.
It is appropriate, his sadness, it is part of the revelation. Not realizing he is the water to soothe the fires burning out of control in people’s souls, he pulls the brakes on his fate and chooses to withdraw.
Paradoxically, it is his humility that blinds him to his relevance.
Believing the evidence of an exposed detailed overview pointing to unsolvable problems, he wonders, what impact can one person have?
He builds a thick wall around him in an effort to shut out the insanity. He forgets that evil exists in this world because idealists like him, in their disappointment, have suppressed their input. He feels alone and powerless as he looks upon the greatness of the unrestrained evil.
He has not grasped he is one of a legion of others who have also come. Others who face the same mountain to climb. Others who struggle to lead humanity to a new paradigm. Others who as yet have not understood who they are and others whose intuition have already discovered the truth. Others who cheer for his awakening to strengthen the energy of the solution. He is far from alone.
He perceives the significance of a small act to be futile and retreats into stagnation, in danger of erasing himself completely out of existence.
Efforts in words and explanations cannot penetrate his disillusionment; validation of being a healer is a solitary decision. Humanity loses many healers due to this anomaly.
Yet, here I am (even while thinking my small act will be futile) knocking on his wall, hoping light will infiltrate his dark mistaken identity.
Sadly, most likely, these words will be dismissed as just another lie in a sea of untruths, but never mind, I keep practicing faith. He is of the utmost importance and well worth my efforts.
My Soul Speaking To Me 
I something you very much and thank you for this. I needed to read this, especially at this point in time. I plan on reading it again and then again. Thank you for being in my life. I am truly grateful.
There you are dear friend. So happy to ‘see’ you.
You are such a beautiful light. Your words are always healing.