To decode the language it takes a certain level of insight. A certain level of trust in your intuition and others. It takes a centered-ness that with practice becomes a way of life. It takes knowing who you are and who you are not. It takes a kind of strength that is both passive AND aggressive while completely laced with love. Those who track this kind of event, the timing, the gathering, the coordination are Holy.
The awakening is happening within all women which will ask that men keep up and heal as well. The new dynamic is here and it is not only demanding our time and attention it will ask us to leave behind the old that no longer is. It will require commitment to self and to the greater good of all. It will ask that you speak the truth at all times and it will know if you are lying. The fires have been lit within all of us and we are the sacred keepers who must tend to it now. Let go and flow through the perceived barriers and know when you are being tested.
What forms within that flame is up to you and how you decide to see it. The sisterhood is dancing and asking you to join in willingly. Oracles of Starseed ancestry, reunited. Now the work begins. Nothing will stop what is coming. Not even your worse thoughts. They will simply breeze through the fire and burn off into dust back into the grand cycle of time and space. Energy is neither negative nor positive until intention is applied. It simply is. It is the now. The holy of holies within. Inside the secret chamber now known to all, we heal. We find a kind of power infused with such love that it supersedes all negative illusions, dispelled.
It reaches across all time and space. This is how we time travel. You do not need a silly machine or some secret government op to do it. There is nothing to whistle blow except the wind through the caves. Clear you mind, let it rest. Breathe through your heart and let the beat lift you higher. grow together bigger and better, family. Let the fire dance around you burning off your residue. Refined. I swim within the ethers around you hearing your prayers. I resonate with the sound you sing, vibrating through and through. Deeper twining spiral dancing around the center core.
Woman know how to open the portals, its in their genes. Men are always trying to get in them. The healing of the men is now. The Divine male is real as he walks by you now. See him for who he really is, give him back his wings. Hold strong the vision so they may shed the tears and the skins both outgrown. Do not judge love like you would a movie, screened by observers translating according to their own story. Perceived projections light up the screen. What is real? Touch him like he is an angel and listen to his woes. Let him release what he holds within and see where he still leaks energy, place some healing salve on it and know it will be gone come dawn. Believe once again in the arrival of the Divine. Attach to nothing but the truth of your inner being and how it makes you feel. Let others form their own cocoons and dream their own dreams. Yours will be of a higher vision which will resonate outward through the ripe vines of golden cord.
The ancient languages are renewing us. Sounds of ancient tones rising up through chakra platforms illuminating the path up your spine climbing beyond all you have ever believed existed. Beloved within, beloved without. It is all the same. How you resonate and how you flow shows you were your own blockages are. The Divine Male is no longer a machine willing to go forward at all costs, the price is to high. Costing the world the highest exchange, soul for ?
The center flame surrounded by angels. Illuminated minds merged with whole hearts. Alive. Touched by the river of beauty seeping out like golden manna. You are a container for this sacred vile. So many men wish they understood, seeking it out by collecting power outside of themselves when really it lives within them. trying to get into the genes, yet all you have to do is illuminate them, turn them ON. Not in a sexual way, necessarily…. in whatever way that transcends. You must be willing to learn. To trust. To hold her in just such a way that allows her to bloom, to break through the soil reaching for our star light above in the sky. Nurtured and loved. If you can do this, you will herald her return. She comes through by way of your rebirth. Living symbol you are on all levels, can you handle the responsibility? Or will you let it go to your head and inflate your delusional ego?
Believe and the magic becomes real. Trust, and it builds. Nurture and it spreads. Like a lotus blossom opening up all of its folds to reveal the many layers of love through its own essence. Nothing holds you back except yourself. Once you understand who you are, others will see you for it as well. Do you believe your own story? if not then who else will? Now is not the time to become clingy and needy, its time t o stand on your own two feet and dance accordingly. To reach out for support is one thing but to not respect boundaries is another. The abuse of power runs ripe through the old world now passed, time to detach from patterns whose threads have worn out.
I believe in you. I have seen your heart, pure and innocent. I have felt your warmth in your embrace and your honesty. You are humbled in front of the Goddess and you listen to her song with trust and you allow her in to your secret places and you are not afraid of being seen or vulnerable. You are worthy of this place. You are an example to all others. Lift your wings and fly higher towards your destiny, be the bridge for others and let them know who you are. Be strong in your softness.
The ancient scripts are coming to life. The words are being understood within the dreamers who dance around you. they are remembering the ancient lost songs through genetic memory. Singing louder and louder holding the sacred space open. Walk through and let them twine your inner most being.
Love is who you are. I see it and you believe it. Therefore it becomes real.