Daily Message for 9/26/2023

The Starseed, the one who holds the light and frequencies of the stars. The one who is on Earth to reignite the memory of divine(unconditional) love in the human being. The Starseed Collective, who prepares now to start a new cycle of intense clearing, to anchor a higher light on Earth so the energies of the past are transmuted, laying the foundations for a brighter future, in a whole new reality. ~Kejraj

7 Replies to “Daily Message for 9/26/2023”

  1. Raksha

    I am in a poetic mood, I just wrote this one myself. It was hard to translate from my initial french version.

    A strange creature it is
    Like an earthworm, crawling
    Flying like an angel
    Despite the way of wind

    An ascending air dive
    Or a dazed abyss
    Despite the way of wind
    It comes back deep inside

    The vision is fertile
    The matter is febrile
    The imminent harvest
    Slowly makes its progress

  2. Raksha


    Souvent, pour s’amuser, les hommes d’équipage
    Prennent des albatros, vastes oiseaux des mers,
    Qui suivent, indolents compagnons de voyage,
    Le navire glissant sur les gouffres amers.

    À peine les ont-ils déposés sur les planches,
    Que ces rois de l’azur, maladroits et honteux,
    Laissent piteusement leurs grandes ailes blanches
    Comme des avirons traîner à côté d’eux.

    Ce voyageur ailé, comme il est gauche et veule!
    Lui, naguère si beau, qu’il est comique et laid!
    L’un agace son bec avec un brûle-gueule,
    L’autre mime, en boitant, l’infirme qui volait!

    Le Poète est semblable au prince des nuées
    Qui hante la tempête et se rit de l’archer;
    Exilé sur le sol au milieu des huées,
    Ses ailes de géant l’empêchent de marcher.

    — Charles Baudelaire

  3. Raksha

    The Albatross

    Often, to amuse themselves, the men of a crew
    Catch albatrosses, those vast sea birds
    That indolently follow a ship
    As it glides over the deep, briny sea.

    Scarcely have they placed them on the deck
    Than these kings of the sky, clumsy, ashamed,
    Pathetically let their great white wings
    Drag beside them like oars.

    That winged voyager, how weak and gauche he is,
    So beautiful before, now comic and ugly!
    One man worries his beak with a stubby clay pipe;
    Another limps, mimics the cripple who once flew!

    The poet resembles this prince of cloud and sky
    Who frequents the tempest and laughs at the bowman;
    When exiled on the earth, the butt of hoots and jeers,
    His giant wings prevent him from walking.

    — Charles Bauelaire, The Flowers of Evil (Fresno, CA: Academy Library Guild, 1954)

    1. John R

      Very ironic isn’t it? Here their cousin seagulls empty bins looking for food. Soon, there will be gull ‘bin-men’ to balance things out. C’est tout un reve.

      1. Raksha

        Oh, so much « we » have judged ourselves for our clumsy feets. Let’s look back at our glorious white wings.

        (I’m frustrated at my lacking English).

  4. tigersnack1114

    Starseed here with more rhetorical questions and statements =)

    Deep inside I keep thinking about “Starting over and doing it right this time”…..(civilization and how we interact with each other)

    Several times over the last 20 years I have thought “I’ll need a short break from this and then come back after a couple of years”
    I keep getting flashes of “Going to one of the new water worlds to start new colonies” and helping them evolve. Jupiter’s moons???

    Many of us have had to lead very difficult lives this time. I still think that is to help us wake up and long for positive changes to move far away from the lower behaviors.

  5. Adel

    In our journey in never ending New realities, with free-willed surrender and gratitude – leaving behind all attachments – we get signs along the paths to assure the humble egos we carry along in light, as we always had in flesh when we held the light in our hearts during long times of darkness.
    This time, However, the signs are more for entertainment as we pass the fictitious time channel into a timeless NOW.