As dimensional fractures become an everyday event we find ourselves sailing down new corridors of time as well as seeding spacial time lines for the future. In this place, our compasses of old do not work and the night sky has changed its starry patterns. We seem to be lost as See… What was long sought within self, within history, and within landmass, now is slowly worn away by passing earth time. We have become navigators in striations of light that we never knew existed, creating a new cosmic barcode and identification.
Days and nights dance together as 24 hours seems to have contracted and stretched simultaneously. Like chandlers slowly dimming in a great hall, one does not always feel or sense the change or shift when sitting still in the wings of time. Each human has developed dimensional lens allowing them to see into the past and future riding the time slips like bucking broncos as each experience is slowly decrypted. All species are aligned with creation but not all species have the developmental ability to love, to weep, to pray. Humanity is truly and deeply loved by that which first gave it light and life.
As the good within earth floats to the surface in this Sea of Confusion, ancient codes become buoyant; codes of Honor, codes of Truth, codes of Great Promises to be kept. The very word promise itself has the vibration of two joining hands and joining hearts. Promises we made to ourselves from Years Gone by now fly by higher than our ability to see. We all come around the blind corner face-to-face with all the dimensional aspects of our selves. Everything now mirrors what we need to address. Like getting ready for a karmic yard sale every item needs to be cleansed touched acknowledged and then released.
Most days we would like to just stay home and board the windows shutting out life demands. Is seeing believing or is the believing in the seeing? Feeling like Alice in wonderland so many truths from so many times come forth to show themselves. Thought forms of light are ingathered and reevaluated. All will be accountable of how they have spent their stamps, thoughts and life force. All is amplified as light ebbs and flows. New beliefs will be created at an excelled speed giving life to all words taking flight into the future. Divine seeds that have been afraid to sprout now take root.
Gillian MacBeth-Louthan – PO box 217 – Dandridge, Tennessee 37725-0217 – http://www.thequantumawakening.com thequantumawakening@hughes.net