SILENT WARRIORS

I had a recurring dream.

In it I could see and hear children happily playing with the earth,

connecting to it …

writing in it with sticks, 

working it with their hands, even tasting it at times.

We were created to connect with the earth. And yet, in recent times, man has ripped up the earth and carelessly built and paved … destroying the life-giving nutrients the earth has to offer. Man has filled the earth and water and sky with their poisons, man-made chemicals that were never meant to be a part of the natural world. And from the disunity and the segregation between man and earth , our children are sick, even dying. We have poisoned ourselves and our children, and our childrens’ children. Man has even gone so far as poisoning with harmful additives in food, and even worse, mercury and other harmful preservatives found in many household cleaners, soaps and immunizations. The rise in the  number of children on the autistic spectrum (or rainbow as I prefer to call it) has risen to epidemic proportions. The more poison we pump into our young ones with every generation,

the more adversely the children are affected.

Silent warriors … 

you so bravely face your world,

a world that has been less than generous to you.

Often in silence, trapped deep within yourselves …

wanting to speak …

wanting to communicate …

wanting to participate in life …

and yet unable.

Silent warriors … you so sweetly carry on, teaching a lost world, enduring the physical pain and emotional torment of what a decaying society has done to you.

 

Silent warriors … you are not alone.

Creator has not forgotten you.

Creator has not turned His face the other way

while your little bodies struggle to function.

 You are a wake up call to the world ..

To show them just how far they have fallen …

to show them how disconnected from the earth  they have come …

to show them the consequences of walking

in a way not in harmony with the earth, sky and water.

 

You, my little ones, are sadly the by-products of the poison man has made. My heart will beat for you when yours is too weary to bear this world. I will be for you a safe place when your senses are on overload. I will be the quiet voice who will encourage you because I believe in you. I will be the arms in which you can hide … to vent your frustrations and pain that comes with not being able to communicate like you would like to ... the pain associated with knowing you are different and not knowing why. I will be for you a shield where no one will point the finger at you … no one will speak ignorantly of you …

for you are very intelligent, though silent.

 You are very inquisitive, though silent.

You are very perceptive, though silent.

Your silence speaks louder than any spoken words can, and you , my sweet ones, are amongst the greatest teachers this world will ever know.

You are amongst the bravest warriors this world will ever know.

And I will pray without ceasing for you …

sending up smoke for you …

asking Creator to send forth His healing rain upon you …

and thanking Him daily for the privilege of knowing you and the gift of you that He has given me … and the joy it brings my heart to see the gift of each of you being unwrapped one bow at a time, with each babystep forward you make … each a marvelous achievement in my eyes … filling my heart with hope, that this thing called autism will soon pass … and the silent warriors of the autism rainbow will come forth and blossom, bringing forth the healing and wisdom the earth and those that inhabit her are so in need of today.