Out of the blue and into the black light, the Eagle wields thunder bolts to clear shadows from the world; the Swan brings love and peace on Earth, clearing the perceived illusion of a grievance that hangs like a dark shadow in the hearts of the indigenous peoples of the earth, sounding like sorrow and ringing true in their ears so their eyes see a loss deeply rooted in an illusion shinning in the blue cloak of day, returning the sacred stone of the sun to the children of the earth heart, who lay sleeping in the mists of her dream time.
The colors of the rainbow like the 7 tribes are the keepers of the sacred holding the key to the sacred tree of life, the color is the shadow you see, the light is the wood in the tree. Magic was there, moving in the air, carrying her fragrance everywhere. - It was all just an echo of her dream, the nature of loves story singing across the fields. The web has been woven; the sacred light fabric is spun the time to heal the sacred waters of creation has begun. We are the ancient ones remembering our own story as we tread lightly on the mist seeing with the eyes in the souls of feet, standing inside our own essence looking through the sun in the house of the soul.
Hokia ki ngā maunga Kia purea koe E ngā hau o Tawhirimatea. Return to the mountains to be purified by the winds of Tawhirimatea.
When one has kissed the sky and sat in the room with gods, Listened to angels - watching civilizations unfold in a moment glance as legends create corridors to the heavens in time, while stars are being born. We never come back, there is no coming back or going back, it is the journey of many many lifetimes, and a journey many are still yet to begin, a journey of discovery that will unfold over many more lifetimes for those who are about to begin. Opening the womb of consciousness the river flows, the flood begins a fire of truth awakening the world to a new light.
A new learning to begin the healing. As the cycles of the galactic clock of ages slowly grinds the wheels of time to a halt, the keepers of the records begin to strike the bells of peace loudly sending ripples across the ocean of consciousness, sounding the beginning of the age of golden light is near, as the goddesses of love prepare to birth the new age of abundance into the darkness of day, and onto the fabric of creation, the children of freedom begin to rise and shine their love, casting their music across the earth like waves as the beginning approaches like the mist of a rainbow. As the gods gently turn back the hands of time, navigating us toward the stars, may we begin to enter through the gateway of the heavens in peace and back home into the realms of magic. Back home beyond forever into the healing balms of loves abyss, born from the sacred fire of spirit and nourished by the sacred spring of love eternal waters. Remembering, we are loves infinite power. This is the turning of the ages and the return to love, as written in the prophecy.
The taking back is a returning to love; nothing was ever lost but the true wisdom of love which remains deep in the waters of the sacred earth. There is nothing to fight, the goddess is on our side. There is no fight left in her, just love. And that's the best thing that ever happened for her. For far too long the futile battle of light & dark has left her exhausted. She's accepting both light & dark as the inherent gifts of the universe. She's not in a dueling match with them. The light no longer wishes to 'reform' her dark, and her dark no longer wants to 'control' the light. Suddenly, she's not playing the polarity game. She's not fooled into buying the teaching that there's something wrong with her that needs fixing, and she's got work to do before she's finally 'good'. Her divinity is in fully embracing her humanity. All of it. So where's the imperfection? The myth that one day light will vanquish the dark and there will be peace would have kept her exhausted & imprisoned. She's already at peace right now! Even the light and dark within her are sitting at peace with each other. Game over. What she's experiencing in the ceasing of war is an unbelievable tranquility & peace. Thank goddess she believed in her own wisdom.
Love The empath can feel what makes the heart heavy. In her right hand she holds a magical instrument with which she eliminates what makes the heart heavy so it becomes as light as the Feather of Truth. This instrument is the Goddess Eye that is framed in a golden triangle. From this Eye streams a beam of bolt of lightning that frees the world. When the Goddess Eye retreats from the world evil reigns for a time; when the Goddess Eye returns evil is destroyed, old world psychic forms are broken and a new world begins. It is now that the Eye returns. When alchemical transformation takes place chi or primal energy is conserved in this time by breathing vital energy up. At the Full Moon chi is converted into chi and gathered as the Elixir of Immortality. Rhythmic movement and breath are used to convert chi to chi. This way primal lead is transformed into the gold of love and divine union occurs within. This inner Alchemy will then be realized in the outer world. Ascending the lunar wave is like surfing, each lunar cycle brings good tidings that become greater if we maintain our balance and stay on the boat.
If you talk to nature, nature will talk with you and you will know each other. If you do not communicate you will not know, and what you do not know you will fear. What one fears one destroys.” So come, she is waiting to sing to you and talk about love.
Spiritual Ecology, the philosophy of the nature of love is a political assassin. Environmentalism is the Medicine of the future, nature’s book of wisdom and the nature love - the tree of life, and when humanity raises children with love and learns to learns love, then love can take over the world.
By Joni Bridge re posted with permission.
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