Sermon of Light by fern

Sometimes I wonder about the shenanigans happening, right now, on Earth… “land how the shenanigans haven’t really change much during my lifetime. For example, right now I am noticing a pattern of political leaders making decisions that result in the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer. Allegedly, some high ranking members of 45’s family & friends have made a considerable amount of money with the start of the current war in Persia. So as we are murdering civilians / innocent people, the ultra rich benefit.

That idea warrants deeper consideration with the inclusion of the below passage from Dr. Coleman’s book on the 300.

Quick disclosure, I have not yet read this book so I am not exactly recommending it. This image is one that I found of someone else who had read the book… this particular passage seems to be one of interest.

As I think back in history, I see an easy-to-perceive pattern of the rich getting richer and the middle class / poor getting poorer. Just by way of my own life, for example… I am a person with racial / ancestral / and socioeconomic privilege. I grew up in a white, middle class family and despite my following all of the standard “rules” of growing up (go to college, get a job, buy a house), my family is worse off (financially) than I was growing up. The cost of goods has grown exponentially and income has not risen accordingly. We just don’t make as much as my parents made compared to what percentage of our income goes towards necessities. I remember paying less than $0.99 per gallon. I remember when everyone was freaking out about the first time gas cost more than a dollar per gallon. Whereas, right now, many of us are paying over $4 per gallon and that hurts.

Anyway, this is all very low-vibration and I want to get my energy out of this space. But, have you ever wondered why the people of the United States still don’t have universal health care? As compared with other “similar” countries, the United States is definitely an outlier in terms of taking care of its citizens. Health care, education, social programs… the US is notably lacking in those specific areas. It’s almost as if some entity wants the American people to be sick / dying / dead, uneducated / stupid, and poorly connected. I also wonder if that same entity (leader, group, ???) wants Americans to be deeply divided as a people. I then wonder about the sentence in the above passage, “At least 4 billion “useless eaters” will be eliminated… the populations of Canada, Western Europe and the United States will be decimated more rapidly than on other continents…”

And of course, this ties into the rumors that “they” weren’t actually building a ballroom, but rather a bunker, underneath the White House. And how many of the super-rich have we learned have their own bunker on “American soil”.

In other news, I want to share the story of my clematis (pictures above). First, you must understand that my Clematis isn’t “just a plant” to me. I feel very sentimental about it… My son and I planted it together in 2020, during the first spring in our new house. My daughter would have been a newborn, during that first year of the pandemic. Despite being brand new, the Clematis bloomed beautifully in 2020 and every year thereafter… except for last year. In 2025 after several deep freezes, my beloved clematis never emerged from the Earth. … just a pot filled with dirt. Despite all evidence to the contrary, I refused to believe that my plant was dead. I continued to water it as though it were alive. So unconvinced was I in the not-deadness of my Clematis, that I would “send” (via telepathy, of course) the plant some hope and a bit of love everyday. I would also imagine the barren plant pot as having my blossoming Clematis, growing peacefully. Almost every day I did this, the pot is located along the driveway leading into the front door of our house. I would pass by the pot, almost every single day, and each time I saw the pot, I visualized my Clematis growing beautifully and filled my heart with the love I had for my Clematis.

As evidenced in the photos, my witchery paid off because her blossoms started to open this past Easter weekend. … I sense this has a deeper message about keeping hope alive and anchor love into your heart.

Now, as I pass by my beautifully growing Clematis, I am reminded of the power of hope, love, and physical action to restore beauty. Such profound synchronicity that the blossoms opened during Holy Week and Easter.