We Must Persevere

meteor shower eraoflightdotcomWe have allowed ourselves to be insiders —to be born on Earth— in order to live the lives of those we are helping. By taking on their pain Lightworkers understand them and can help them in many ways. However, we should not forget to focus on their pain, not on our pain.

Living on Earth right now is pretty painful. Remember that when we focus on our own pain, we may surrender to the ego’s will to feel sorry for itself. When we focus on others’ pain, we feel compassion as this is a gift we bring with us from the higher realms.

Our job is to work tirelessly to aid a world which sometimes only reflects its darkness back to us. But we still have to keep going.

As matter of fact, we broke into a prison camp and we are helping freeing the hostages now. We incarnated here to free those who could not free themselves. Sometimes the only thanks we get is to be ridiculed, but we must persevere. We work with the Divine, taking our hints from Light Beings.

We came in knowing it would not be easy. But rather than succumb to this fact, we continue pulling ourselves up and do the work, because we understand there is a better way, the way of unconditional love.

We know by now that by changing ourselves, we help others to change. By being a part of this Humanity, we assist in bringing forth their own compassionate hearts.

We are the messengers and the message to be shared.

We cannot lose sight of the goal: a better world for all.

We are the workers who will help with the creation of this.

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  1. The🌈NOW🌈Team

    “The Battle Of Evermore”

    The Queen of Light took her bow,
    And then she turned to go,
    The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom,
    And walked the night alone.

    Oh, dance in the dark of night,
    Sing to the morning light.
    The dark Lord rides in force tonight,
    And time will tell us all.

    Oh, throw down your plow and hoe,
    Rest not to lock your homes.
    Side by side we wait the might
    Of the darkest of them all.

    I hear the horses’ thunder down in the valley below,
    I’m waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow.

    The apples of the valley hold the seeds of happiness,
    The ground is rich from tender care,
    Repay, do not forget, no, no.

    Dance in the dark of night,
    Sing to the morning light.
    The apples turn to brown and black,
    The tyrant’s face is red.

    Oh war is the common cry,
    Pick up your swords and fly.
    The sky is filled with good and bad
    That mortals never know.

    Oh, well, the night is long, the beads of time pass slow,
    Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow.

    The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath,
    The drums will shake the castle wall,
    The Ringwraiths ride in black, ride on.

    Sing as you raise your bow,
    (Ride on)
    Shoot straighter than before.
    No comfort has the fire at night
    That lights the face so cold.

    Oh dance in the dark of night,
    Sing to the morning light.
    The magic runes are writ in gold to bring the balance back.
    Bring it back.

    At last the sun is shining,
    The clouds of blue roll by,
    With flames from the dragon of darkness,
    The sunlight blinds his eyes.

    Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back,
    Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back

    Oh now oh now oh now oh, oh now oh now oh now
    Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
    Oh now oh now oh now oh, oh now oh now oh now
    Bring it bring it bring it bring it bring it

    AND
    WE DO THIS
    NOW

    QUANTUM 💗 LOVE

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  2. Martin Kenneth Kimber

    ra cha hu ma ha! moni’qu’el; <3 en resound;

    I feel your light'ness dear; we indigo infractions whom came prior; and the lightworker whom, came for hereafter; please, give the appropriate transitory allowance… wrinkle en nova; And be nigh advised dear Ones, that the wait be thus near over!—-standby to open up shop 'proper' dear Light-worker!

    Do you think you know the Powers of the Olde~Religion, those which reside dormant within you, and echo of our true limitless capacity; and which, to this present moment, had prior thought ye woke; yet, unbeknown to ye, barely scratched upon ye surface!? That which the Shaman of today speak of en shades of green, as though nigh and never seen?! Well, you too, yet see for true limitation, for none have risen Higher; but the charge of the Fools come Swines of Pisces!—-and so then, the Trickster must play for Last Post!

    —-the Prisoners of Earth are FREE; and this is what you see; do you see where I am going with this?

    Until then, just chill out guys;—-and please do for cause a favour, each of you, and stop watching the Media; focus only on the future prophecies as already fulfilled; vi-Love manifesto!—-think not en pessimistique' rather, for optimal frequencies!

    Timelines at this critical junction a more susceptible to catastrophic failure; so please, do not feed the Archaic machine!

    Rather, I AM in a world PRISTINE!

    See it nigh! See it nigh! See it nigh!

    ha'Rosa bless! en

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