By Gillian MacBeth Louthan | Source
We are all living threads of light in the tapestry of God each of us is a different shade of God, a different voice of God, a different eye color of God. Our dreams are different our personalities are different yet our desire for Love is the same. We were not created to be of the same color of thread except for the magnificent light that we represent. In many dimensional existences, Oneness, All-ness, and Harmony is connected is a natural flow of evolution. We volunteered to come to Earth to wear different flags, see different sunsets, kiss different lips, and learn to Love unconditionally from the top and bottom of our hearts. Yes we are one, yes we are of the same light, but we deliberately incarnated into different Earth understandings, embracing her many tastes of life.
The world pauses in a Holy breath, as a living wholeness seeks to come to Earth on this 9-9-9 doorway. Many times we have been forced like a herd of confused consciousness into one holding abode of thought. The Hall of Mirrors and its likenesses has wrapped itself around us tightly like heavenly saran wrap; showing the in’s and outs of our past and future.
In truth this is a new beginning, a dimensional dwelling we have not experienced, with rules we don’t quite understand. As all the scars and fissures of our past dimensional selves unwind like a hair-ball we find ourselves entangled emotionally, drenched with inner knowing’s. We feel lost in space, lost on land, lost in our own thoughts.
As inter dimensional time rewinds, renews and rewrites itself we receive corrective lenses showing us the true picture of what is hiding in the nuances of life. Where did our dreams go, where did the love go, where did we go? We look in the mirrors of our life and just don’t recognize who looks back.
We try hard to re-stuff the old pillows of the self, trying to fluff ourselves up, we’re not in the same shape of purpose as we once were. We are so ready to bring back who we once were, but within that image is a past watermark that blurs it all.
As the autumn weather opens her vibrant arms an elemental shield is issued to earth. Just like a tremendous rainstorm after a drought, the ground of earth is dehydrated and cannot absorb the powerful arrival of the liquid blessings. We All seek to get back into a place of wholeness but that wholeness has rewritten itself into a place of non-recognition.
We are dimensionally in a new land with a ‘new do’ and an indecipherable map. We are not who we once were; we have lost a part of ourselves or maybe it has been exchanged for something else? Either way it is up to us to move forward through this new framework. Our perceptions have changed our thoughts have changed the way we look at life and each other has changed, both for the good and the bad. As 9-9-9 is birthed we are given extra volumes of unscripted abilities; to recognize what is to come, what is real, and what is a tulpa (egregore).