It’s distressing that people want to go to heaven to reclaim the power they didn’t have on earth.

If you can change the world from heaven, don’t you think we’d be in a better spot by now?

Why wait for uncertainty? 

Claim your power here. Change the world now – by changing yourself into a likeness you admire.

ON EARTH AS IT IS IN HEAVEN? If it’s exactly the same, then what’s the point?

Oh, that’s where the soul goes to retire, and live forever?

What? No work? No money, no worries? What’s the point then?

Oh, we get our reward in heaven?

Who decides the reward? I’m not liking the sound of this. Some get more than others? A lot more? Judged on what? Their contribution?

Ahha! You can’t measure the worth of contribution.

No-o-o you can’t. Nah-h-h. Who is claiming Contribution Supremacy?

What if heaven is right where we are, only in a different dimension? In other words, when the body dies, the soul remains the soul where it’s at. With moving privileges of course. I mean, you can’t expect a soul to stand still, can you?

Where does the soul get it’s power to move, or act, thus determine or influence events and conditions?

Yeah, that’s a tough one.

What creates the soul in the first place? How does it enter an organism?

It already exists in segments, in pieces, in units that eventually are brought together to form a life.

So the soul is in the seed?

It seems so.





It is the song that determines the dance, not the other way around.

The dance never comes before the song, whether in your mind, your body, the universe of you, or a sound that you hear or a sight that you see or a presence in your soul that you feel.

The sound of your soul, mind, body, environment propels you to dance the sound — with or without ears, with or without sight, with or without limbs, with or without money or other resources, because at some point in your existence you realize that the only actual, dependable resource you possess is not your family, friends, associates, religion, affiliations, job nor successes.

Your only resource, actual and dependable, is you.

Dance to that song.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight


This dance is different.

The song will not precede the dance.

When you hear the song,

The dance will already be over.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight

Welcome Home! 

This is your new planet. Earth.

Treat all that inhabits it well.

This is the last home you’ll have.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight