What the Water Gave Me {Pt. 3} Trust and Choice

Each water droplet holding me, beneath the belly of this boat
holds a meaning I have yet to learn…
I hear booming reminders consuming all thought.
Words I have become accustomed to
when it comes to guidance and the execution
of creation.
Just Trust Us!”
I do trust. I trust I will be protected.
I trust my mission, my purpose
as my heart is pure and fearless.
I will be met effortlessly with a solution
to each instance.
And I must understand that all has been in perfection-
every step I have plodded along this course.
That the pain, the helplessness, the chaos of my past
need not affect How and What I create in this Now.
May I be released from all fears that I am not worth true joy, true happiness
and that I firmly integrate the knowing that my actions in the past do not decrease my
level of life and thriving self in the present,
and only serve me in expansion for the Highest Good.
And I ask for comfort on this journey.
I ask that I remain open to the comfort that infinitely exists.
The Grace                           The Essence
The Protection                 The Communication
The Creativity                  The Rememberance
That Always exists.
And I invoke all beings of Highest Light this night.
To Join me.
All Earth spirits of assistance,
Pan and the devic realms of levity and transportation.
Wizards of magic, alchemists of change.
Plant kingdoms of order, semblance
perfection, knowledge and form
be with me,
wrap mighty roots around me.
Let this water quench your thirst.
I call for my work to extend far beyond…
far beyond the confines of these quarters,
far beyond the shores of this sea.
I choose to confront my fear- to show them all to do the same.
I choose to die- so I may be reborn
to show The Resurrection is Who We Are.
I choose to have a Voice,
so that nations, humanity
this planet remembers their own.
I choose to believe.
I choose to give up everything that I am
to planetary service
To the waking up of Great Gaia and all her kingdoms.
To this great mission we call The Wakeup- to build my life
as we build hers.
To let her be my platform
and myself a platform for her.
I choose to never feel alone,
as the notion is absurd.
I choose to command my I Am to be the only AM in which I exist.
I call forth all my wisdom, knowledge, Love
creation force energy to the forefront.
To activate my cells to reflect the identity of I Am.
I command all thoughts, emotions, and physical symptoms
to be of assistance to my flourishing and further expansion.

I understand that the how and why means nothing to the Knowing.
I understand that things aren’t always as they seem.
I command my sight to REALITY,
to truth, to the fibers of energy
the deciphering of physical visions,.
Waking dreams.
Tracking energy,
to sustain the hold.
And I remember that shadows mean nothing to the light.
And that we are led by lanterns- mighty and bright.
That there is no distance we cannot traverse
no sands of time too far.

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Enjoy The Drive

CAR2

Four wheels and a steering wheel.
Highways and stop lights moving me between here and eternity.
The journey is the space between the turning of the engine and where I am to go.

I enjoy it most on the roads unfamiliar-
winding as my thoughts.

The quiet solace of the safety of steel.
In command of the destination, and at peace with my path.

I revel in the anonymity of the cars passing by.
Unknowing of my bliss-
the rapture of the road I drive.

Traffic is synchronicity
each of us heading somewhere.
Dancing along the sands of time.
Influenced, to varying degrees,
Affected by the proximity,
the perspective-
of fellow asphalt passengers.

Whisperings turn to Narrations as I navigate.
Spirit speaks to me when my foot is on the gas.
Windows down… Music always in accordance with my plan.
The breeze nudges softly in response
to my inquiries.
Birds of prey cross paths with me
bowing mighty wings in acknowledgement
of the freedom that exists in motion.

It is simple, this pleasure.
I say it is alchemy.
I say it is efficiency.
I say it is elegance-
To trust in the journey
and enjoy the drive.

Behold

BEHOLD

Invincible, Impenetrable

that is the essence of the light

the toric motion of alchemy

transmuting all energy.

Outiside of duality

Creation source

first breath force

The mission is carried

by divine support.

We stand in circle,

a holy group

Equals here in this sacred hoop.

Fearless breath of Creator

Impulsed to great destiny;

Stand tall as master of this light,

commander of transfiguration

and witness to creation.

Behold, you are God

and move from such height!

Cosmic Storms

Bridging sacrifice to momentum

lost in thought never winding,

always progressing

forward at a steady march.

No coherent language seep

wonder which words I should keep.

Lingering breath is here for now

must keep at bay a distant frown.

Holding steady in the cosmic storm,

flag is flying, tattered and torn,

never waiver from the course

passion will drive you, mission’s force.

Holding steady to turn the tide

waves are heavy, a wild ride.

Forgiveness of Mother,

weeping as rain

crashing upon a torrent of pain.

Water falls like heavy tears

moving now beyond our fears.

Thirsty land has been refreshed,

quenched by light of heavens reach.

Work is done, Will as One.

Love instilling Harmony

Balance abounds this great Earth

she has risen forth and given birth

a New world,

new breath of life restored.

Resurrection as the Christed One

ascended now and forever held.

Member proud, and member known

we welcome you upon the throne.

Initiation comes as waves of grace

even in confusion’s wild embrace

forget not the keys

within your hand

no time beyond where you now stand.

Entered into chambers rare

remember knowledge bestowed to you there.

Infinite imploding shapes collide

find natural order where you abide.

Residing structures move this night,

revel in creations delight.

Give me remembrance of the form.

To execute a new world and how it is born.

There is a rhythm here i wish to heed

allow me to catch it in Godspeed.

Help beyond the human realm?

Alone now in an ashen hell?

Never wander into a false abyss

Poignant and insistent keep.

Listen for a cycle here,

rolling into futures near.

Be aware of nothingness,

be aware of flight

let Earth speak of her insight.

Transmission is possible

We move across sands anew

holding time so still for you.

You wonder where your going,

you wonder what to do.

Just let go

we are here for you.

Watch every moment

Synchronicities create your time,

Filling space between,

heightened awareness, increases speed.

The flutter of a feather

the drip of dew

leaf flutter to ground

or river running through

you know its beat

you know its rhyme

and yet still get lost in time.

Veil is thinning as we speak

many more of you to meet.

Only moment ever mattered

is the one in which your in

initiation, obliteration

It is Time to Begin.

Cosmic Storms

Bridging sacrifice to momentum

lost in thought never winding,

always progressing

forward at a steady march.

No coherent language seep

wonder which words I should keep.

Lingering breath is here for now

must keep at bay a distant frown.

Holding steady in the cosmic storm,

flag is flying, tattered and torn,

never waiver from the course

passion will drive you, mission’s force.

Holding steady to turn the tide

waves are heavy, a wild ride.

Forgiveness of  Mother,

weeping as rain

crashing upon a torrent of pain.

Water falls like heavy tears

moving now beyond our fears.

Thirsty land has been refreshed,

quenched by light of heavens reach.

Work is done, Will as One.

Love instilling Harmony

Balance abounds this great Earth

she has risen forth and given birth

a New world,

new breath of life restored.

Resurrection as the Christed One

ascended now and forever held.

Member proud, and member known

we welcome you upon the throne.

Initiation comes as waves of grace

even in confusion’s wild embrace

forget not the keys

within your hand

no time beyond where you now stand.

Entered into chambers rare

remember knowledge bestowed to you there.

Infinite imploding shapes collide

find natural order where you abide.

Residing structures move this night,

revel in creations delight.

Give me remembrance of the form.

To execute a new world and how it is born.

There is a rhythm here i wish to heed

allow me to catch it  in Godspeed.

Help beyond the human realm?

Alone now in an ashen hell?

Never wander into a false abyss

Poignant and insistent keep.

Listen for a cycle here,

rolling into futures near.

Be aware of nothingness,

be aware of flight

let Earth speak of her insight.

Transmission is possible

We move across sands anew

holding time so still for you.

You wonder where your going,

you wonder what to do.

Just let go

we are here for you.

Watch every moment

Synchronicities create your time,

Filling space between,

heightened awareness, increases speed.

The flutter of a feather

the drip of dew

leaf flutter to ground

or river running through

you know its beat

you know its rhyme

and yet still get lost in time.

Veil is thinning as we speak

many more of you to meet.

Only moment ever mattered

is the one in which your in

initiation, obliteration

It is Time to Begin.

 

Voices of the Ancestors.. Order and Intent

awesome treeThe gift of human consciousness is the ability to bridge synchronistic natural order and Will commanding intent.

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As Mother provided for us, we provided for Her. Our intent was to live in this interconnected right relationship and to thrive and to flourish as we existed in this. Her cadences and order were entwined with our own in a way that was Never separate. The INTENT and the synchronized ORDER were ONE IN THE SAME.

By many means humanity has forgotten that Mother Earth shares equally the Willful commanding Intent of Transformation. It is in her Order just as it is in Your Order to transform.
Use the blueprint of Her kingdoms to remind and re-program your cells to recognition of this Unity to All.

This is the return to No Time. LINEAR TIME HAS SEPARATED ORDER FROM INTENT.

The Gates

“The shaman has walked up to the gates of his or her personal hell and then walked in.The self created demons of fear, insanity, loneliness and addictions have been confronted and conquered by the shaman who has gone through the gamut of SHAMAN’S DEATHS.”
Jamie Sams The Discovery of Self Through Native Teachings.

I have stood at these gates for too long, pondering, sidestepping, conversing with the outcomes.. I enter Now with Ferocity, with Grace, with Elegance, and Stability.
I woke up today with nothing as it was before.
Relationship, Gone.
Home, Gone.
Business, solid of mission, but too getting tossed about on these Gail force winds of change.

The nightmares I could not bear give credence to are suddenly before me.

I enter into the gate of my own personal hell with my head held high, my heart wide open and my mind at peace. I AM FREE, I AM BOLD,  I AM WOMAN

I am a warrior, and I am God of this Creation of mine, every breath, every moment, I TAKE RESPONSIBILITY for creating, and in that I know that all is in perfection.

I watch emotions and thoughts cycle through my energy as nothing more than commentary. Fear, regret, severe empathy, depression swirl up and out of me, disengaging, pulsating through. These waves I watch as a nurturing mother.  I see this shadow side of myself and embrace her,  love her,  and hold her. For my core, my essence, my radiant bliss within is UNFLINCHING.  With all my might, and all my will I muster divine strength. All that I have created, all that is behind me and asking for release does so in complete support of my Mission on this earth. I am a planetary visionary, a way shower, whose walk is meant to ease those that walk behind me. This opportunity is far beyond myself, as much as it IS myself. And I cherish it with honor and respect, devotion to humanity, devotion to myself.

Months ago I began the Grand Experiment of Trust, and trust has led me to these gates, now it shall lead me through… I stand ready, grasping a Golden Scepter, piercing the Eye of Horus and I walk in….