The eclipses give way to what lies beyond our personal
expectations. Possibilities just within reach if we could get but a glimmer of
them in our consciousness. Seeing is such a big part of being human.
The universe deems to give without measure if you would
but receive without limits.
We enter the month of Libra on our way to the trials and tribulations of Scorpio in an interesting political and energetic year. The coin is flipped but it is magic of nature filled with illusion. Who, what, when, where, are the questions asked. Libra is always the moth of balancing the SHE within as we celebrate the divine female anchoring her light into the Smokey Mountains of Tennessee.
My daughters of the light – my sisters of the stars. Unbuckle the humanness that keeps you so strapped in to all the roles that you once played. The vibration and the energy of your light dazzles the constellations that look down upon you. The wind is envious as it blows through your hair and your life for it sees your beauteous nature. It sees what you once were and what you yearn to become. Know at this time and this vibration and this intersection of light and life you are worthy of grandness that you have failed to become in the past.
We herald from the star system of Light known as Arcturus. Your bodies were formed from the stars and thus on occasion they yearn to go home. Allow us to lift you back into the stars while your feet are still on the earth. Allow us to stretch your humanness beyond its boundaries, complications, angers and its sadness'. Allow us to retrieve for you the knowledge that you seek, the answers that you need. See us as a cosmic search engine of sorts.
We stand at a point in-between what we believe in our hearts to be possible and what we see in our world. We hold tightly to the spiritual lifeline that dangles from the high cliffs as we try over and over again to propel up the side of what seems to be an insurmountable slick surface. All techniques we have been taught in the past do not seem to adhere to the molecules of this new world that writes its own rules.
This month has been thick and heavy like the gravitational pull in this dimension weighs us down a little more each day. The world is turned upside down and we all pray for peace, and kind of peace, but the dove of comfort comes not.
We are ancient galactic of
birth. We are Sirian of Origin. We are the Council of Annu. We are beyond your
measure of time and space. We are beyond your understanding of what is DNA. We
are what the light yearns to become in awareness. We are genetically encoded
within the body of earth.
As we get to the end of this very powerful and life-changing year of 2015 we all look around and see how the landscape of our lives has changed. There seems to be an elongated pause in all things from computers to TV channels and conversations. A Moment of silence as the particles of creation scamper to catch up with themselves.