I will always have this place

I am reminded once again that I am on a journey with You. I am not stopped because of present world events – the threat of world war, divisions within humanity, or unsustainable debt and the slow leaking into poverty – any number of other things that could make the heart heavy if I turn my eyes away from You.

My thoughts return to the cave seen a year ago – the one I walk through with You to a vista both old and new at the same time, a reminder of Your eternal presence without boundary. This is connected to the cave art I have been currently studying, where shamans of old drew pictures of what they had seen of the spiritual world, within their world 35,000 years ago.

Men have been on a spiritual journey for thousands of years, and the cave seems a metaphor to me of entering a special place with You, being led to somewhere my heart has yearned to go, but never knew where until I came through the other side of the cave. It has been such a journey, and I feel close to arriving somewhere else to explore.

The Hollow Mountain by borda on DeviantArt

It is always the heart’s expectation to be somewhere it is not, to feel what it has longed for from the unknown, to experience possibilities of expression from what it has never felt. It is such a journey with us.

This is not Me taking you somewhere that I know, but together going somewhere we have not known. I would reveal all of the kingdom to you, but we would experience it together. It is new for both of us.

The cave is to give you a visual of our journey together, a transition of moments, where memories are accumulated by both, to be cherished forever. They are not to be forgotten, nor the journey left in the past as if we were only interested in where we are going; no, we hold fast to all the moments of time; all are eternal.

There have been many caves within your life, all meaningful, all incredibly personal. I would lead you from what you hold tight in your heart to a place where the heart is free to be all that it is – a place of affection, of promise, of the true reality of a walk within Creation as it should be seen and known.

In its greatest purpose, your heart is the cave – where I draw upon its walls of remembrance, where I have visited, where I have found the personal connection I have always sought, to be with the one I have cared for since your creation. It is where I would dwell eternally, where I would experience that which is unknown to Me, where I would remember the moments of our journey together. I will always have this place even as we explore other realms of creation – for it will always be the place of yearning for My heart.

I would love to see that place, the personal place of God – Your cave with all the memories of me, the thoughts of You towards me, the drawings upon the walls of Your observations of my life. Perhaps it’s not so much about going somewhere heavenward, though that would be an amazing journey, but knowing the inward heart of God – Your eternal, inner place. For within that place I will see the infinite heavenly places – it is the cave of light.

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The world right now can make your heart heavy.

War. Division. Debt bleeding quietly into poverty.

The slow erosion of things that were supposed to hold.

You know the weight.

You might have carried it this week.

Your work might feel small against the noise of what humanity is doing now.

But some people — in the middle of all of it — are still moving.

The heart is a cave. And what that means for everyone still walking.🧵

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35,000 years ago, in the depth of the earth, men painted what they had seen.

Not just the sky. Not just the hunt. Not just the village.

But the inner world.

Shamans pressing pigment into stone.

Trying to say:

I went somewhere.

I came back changed.

This was real.

We have never stopped doing this.

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A cave is a portal.

Dark at the entrance.

Unknown at the depth.

No view of the exit from where you begin.

Every major transition in your life has felt like this.

The ones who froze never found the vista.

The ones who kept moving found something

they could not have been told.

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Here is what most people get wrong about the deepest kind of seeking:

They think it's them following Someone that already knows the way.

But the greatest journeys aren't like that.

Two presences entering unknown territory together.

Neither certain of the outcome.

Both shaped by what they find.

The best partnerships in business, craft, and love —

they all have this quality.

Not instruction.

But discovery.

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The instinct in turbulence is always to discard the past. Cut the losses. Abandon what was. Move forward.

But the oldest wisdom — pressed into cave walls before language existed — says something different: every moment is worth keeping.

The shamans drew what they saw so someone who came later would know the territory.

Nothing real is wasted.

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I have been living with something for a long time:

The presence I thought was leading me somewhere He already knew — isn't.

"This is not Me taking you somewhere I know. It is somewhere we have not known. Together."

There is no understanding for this. But once you hear it, you recognize it everywhere.

The most durable things ever built were built exactly this way.

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Here is the thing about the cave:

It isn't just a passage.

It's where the seen is remembered.

Every encounter that cost you something.

Every moment you couldn't explain to anyone.

Every time you felt, briefly, that you were somewhere true.

Still there.

On the walls.

The oldest One in the universe

has been visiting those walls.

Not to judge them.

To remember them.

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