[Verse 1] I am not afraid I am not afraid of I am not afraid Not afraid of the dark I am okay here I can create here I am not afraid Not afraid of the dark I am not afraid I am not afraid of Not afraid of the dark I am ok here I can create here
[Verse 2] I am the light Lean into the light Everything is right here I become the light here I’m not afraid I am not afraid I am not afraid of Not afraid of the dark I can create here I am okay here I am not afraid I am not afraid of Not afraid of the dark I can create here
[Verse 3] I am all right here I am the light herе I am not afraid I am not afraid of Not afraid of the dark Fall into the space Fall into thе space I am not afraid I am not afraid of Not afraid to fall Fall into the space I am not afraid I am not afraid of Not afraid of the dark I can create here
[Verse 4] I am okay here I am not afraid Fall into the space Fall into the space I am not afraid I am not afraid of Not afraid of the dark Not afraid of the fall Into the space Into the space I can create I am not afraid of I am not afraid I am not afraid of
I love it when he says Matia. It is such a lovely sound.
“Matia Matci” I thought, Oh, these ones want to do her a thing, and he said, “Mosa Matia”
Mother Queen Kindness Mother
omo shamatiata deawhachi (japanese) The main street is a perfect place to meet.
omo shamatiata dea whaci (Romanian) What is the name of the person?
a neo (Italian) new
ooa nia (Hawaian) that’s it
I am taking notes for the next breaktime message. There are people being “decorated”, soldiers, honored for serving heroically. I thought, that is very good!!! and I heard,
oh shamati (Hindi) oh agree
Aya Mana (Malay) where is it?
aya mana tia (Malay) where are you?
oh sina mata (Filipino) oh those eyes
maita whati (Maori) maya broken
essa matco atti (Italian) it matches acts (I’m guessing karma)
miatta (Hungarian) because of her (feminine) because of him (masculine)
It’s like he speaks all languages!! I have just realized the reason for the panic. We will ALL be able to understand each other in this new chapter! We will have telepathic connection! This is the security threat they are worried about! They don’t want unity!! They want everyone separated, controlled!!
mai sinna matci (Romanian) more mothers
Ahti (Finnish) water god
ahtti (Finnish) tight
ay samati ato (Filipino) will join us
aiea mati (Hawaian) I owe you
matci (Romanian) queen
nononda (Italian) nonwave
Oyi (Igbo) cold
oi (Portugese) hey
manada (Turkish) in the sense
ai sa mona occi (Samonin) who was there?
myina (Hausa) mine
ho aiea (Southern Sotho) it’s going to happen
oo sinnama hea (Estonian) oh that’s good
ochi nomati (Romanian) nomadic eyes
miachi (Italian) meow
numaoto (Maori) automatic
acciodo (Italian) damn
wachi ana (Nyanja) watch the children
Machi ahta ota (Marathi) What is the name of the city?
mahia, mahia (Maori) do it, do it
om mi saci (Romanian) man you’re telling me
neea (Finnish) nope
neeo (Hawaian) still
somi yacho (Venda) read it
ochi (Romanian) eyes
ochi otto moto (Japanese) Fallen husband ex
mwendi (Nyanja) owner
ociacci moto (Italian) damn motorbike
mincen manti (Romanian) I lie, I lie
hoysimoti (Uzbek) dignity
oy eena (Hunsrik) oh yeah
A New Beginning!!!!!!!
omachina (Japanese) please wait
oyn da (Turkish) in the game
minsiundiochi (Romanian) little eyes
minciun diochi (Romanian) big lie
pa tina ma (Romanian) hold me
ba tina ma (Hawaian) eat dinner
mitciundiochi (Corsican) half dozen
bahtina mah (Indoesian) I’m sorry
mmbaliantachi (Nyanja) on this day
mmmbaliantachi (Nyanja) at this time
ma tio ah (Italian) but you ah
ma tio a (Portugese) but uncle
ni ato bah (Filipino) neither do we
ni ato ba (Filipino) neither are we
edo ba diona (Basque) or what he says
Unification is in Process
Creating an atmosphere of “Non-Threat” can be a challenge. Both sides look like they want war, however, there are 2, very different reasons for involvement. Grateful for our new Foundation Keepers!!
I was pondering infidelity and how so many in this world cannot bring themselves to be loyal to much anything. “ne debauchi”, he said softly, so softly I almost missed it. (Bulgarian, for “don’t debauchery”), and I smiled. Now, everytime this wounding is triggered in me, I’ll hear him say, “ne debauchi” and the energy of it will ease. So Grateful!!!
This appears to be the end of debauchery.
Heeia / Broken (Hawaiian)
mana eeia / power here (Hawaiian)
matina ohochi / good morning (Corsican)
wa chee monanna / I think you’re beautiful (Igbo)
maiti boshima / My Star (Japanese)
osomoni chi mata / don’t look at the eyes (Nyanja)
ohmy inia moha / Oh my, here you go (Filipino) omy inia moha / give me a kiss (Malagasy) omi inia moha / come here, come here (Maori)
It’s a challenge to decipher these beautiful downloads !!! Makes me smile trying to figure it out !!
ocina / home (Romanian)
osamachi / don’t do it (Nyanja) mighty ota / mighty father (Slovak) da di pot ti / from now on (Italian) da nana maci / and my mother (Hausa) danana machi / A dreadful town (Japanese) otinamata / and pray (Shona) oti namata / complete number (Maori) oti na mata / finished eyes (Fijian)
They keep rolling in …
iyamana / my mother (Hausa)
ajama / drive (Estonian)
essa matiota / this bastard (Portuguese) onamati / ancient (Māori) onah mati / dead house (Javanese) demachi / clean up (Romanian) de machi / in the city (Japanese) de maci / of poppies (Romanian) demacci / let me go (Corsican) et demani ota / I ask you (Catalan)
“You must know. You’ve been in the know for some time and you let it go … let it go. You did the unthinkable here.”
“I Am Yeshua”, he stated.
He is here.
He allowed me to channel for him on Independence Day.
I have asked several times in the past with the pendulum if he was Yeshua, got a yes every time. He also showed me a rock face that had the hole entrance covered in concrete looking sealer, the hole was closed off.
He also showed himself on the floor, knees and elbows touching the ground while a clear, glass table top rested upon his back.
He didn’t actually speak aloud until July 3rd … noticeably. He was guarded because he knows there are many who can alter their voices and trick me.
It must be safe to speak now, or he’s calling them forth.
May every spell of unworthiness return to its source.
May those childish, lazy, no good for anything’s lose everything they cherish so much they are driven to hurt others who are doing well for self, minding their own business, elevating in love and nurturing their relations.
May frenemies and enemies be denied access to all that is good.
May they lose their shoes, live in a cave in prehistoric days, running from meat eating beasts.
Is it so terrible that I want them so completely gone with no care as to how it happens?
I pray for retribution for every evil deed they’ve put upon the children, and for what they have done to the Mother Energy, the Power of the Womb, and for the Blood of the Fathers, spilt in every worthless war meant to bring them personal power.
May every blood ritual of the past be countered.
May every life that was lost due to deceit and betrayal be regained.
May those vampires whose lives have been extended well beyond their expiration date lose opportunity to breath the Mothers Air. May they never drink of her waters again.
I pray to be forgiven for this utter repulsion I feel for these decrepit bastards walking around as though they are favored by God.
I pray to be released from the spaces or places these vile ones inhabit.
I pray to come home.
Heavenly Mother Father God Goddess, Creators of All That Is, please hear my prayer and forgive me this sickening sinking feeling in the pit of me causing me to make this plea.
“We are called hollow bones for our people and for anyone else we can help, and we are not supposed to seek power for our personal use and honor.” –Fools Crow, LAKOTA
In order for us to use our power well, we must become a hollow bone. We must prepare ourselves to become a channel. Our channel must be clean before we can use our power well. We must be free of resentments, guilt, shame, anger, self pity, and fear. If these things are in us, we cannot be hollow bones. These things block us from our power. The cleaner we are, the more power we move. We must become a hollow bone so the Creator can use us to do what he wants us to do.
My Creator, remove from me today all resentment, anger, fear, guilt and selfishness. Do not let my weaknesses stand in the way of my usefulness to You. Make me a hollow bone so Your power can flow through me.
I actually woke with an easing of the mental body squeezing of brain matter. It seems some of the interference has been released. My mind is able to focus on a smile upon the lips rather than discomfort of the mind.
I Love You “I Am” … So grateful for Your presence.
May I be open to know my darkness and true to what light I have. May I be used as a blessing and a friend to life. 🙏🏻📿
“They let her get away” he said. You were the rejuvenator, the one who brought life to them, who turned everything to gold. They lost their dream come true when they came for you. When they decided to try and destroy you, God took you away from them, reclaimed you.
May we be free to feel and say nice things to our self, and to each other. May the hidden drivers of consciousness be evicted from the collective mind. I wish for you Happiness and Peace. I wish for you Ease and Grace. I wish for you Love. A Love so big that it expands well beyond you, Flooding the whole of the realm. I wish for you a Light Body permeated with Joy. I wish for you an Eternity of Bliss, Where no dense, black energy exists. Thank you for enduring the pain. Thank you for not carrying grudges. Thank you for being present, and aware. Thank you for participating in this shift. I Love You.
Thank you, Mother Father God Goddess, Creators of All That Is, For freeing us of the hidden “drivers of consciousness” who have been poking our wounds, triggering our triggers, driving our thought forms using our own voice, and our emotional energy, into suffering. May we finally be free from these manipulations, Free from those who kept “driving” the injury over and over though the mind, opening the wound, running sandpaper into it, never allowing it to heal. Thank you for bearing witness to the truth of it. Thank you for enduring the pain, for the most brutal research necessary to gain irrefutable evidence, and putting blame where it belongs … The manipulators, hindering our healing, hindering our healing affect upon self, and the world, Delaying our purpose. May the Second Sun, The Golden Globe, Rise and Shine.
All we need is the morning. As long as there is sunrise, then there is the possibility that we can face all of our misfortunes, celebrate all our blessings, and live all our endeavors as human beings.
Spirituality is something that has become necessary in these troubled times. Yet it is inherently superfluous. We need it to remind ourselves, to bolster ourselves, to integrate ourselves, to fulfill ourselves.
If we could simply acknowledge the mystery of night and the glory of morning, we would need neither civilization nor spirituality. At its simplest, life begins with dawn. That is blessing enough. All else becomes fullness immeasurable.
At dawn, kneel down and give thanks for this wonderful event. We may think mornings are so common they are unworthy of veneration, but do you realize most places in the cosmos do not have mornings? This daily event is our supreme goodness.
Greet the dawn. That is your miracle to witness. That is the ultimate beauty. That is sacredness. That is your gift from heaven. That is your omen of prophesy. That is knowledge that life is not futile. That is enlightenment. That is your meaning in life. That is your directive. That is your comfort. That is the solemnity of duty. That is inspiration for compassion. That is the light of the ultimate.”
You were never a so-called peasant. You were buried in the valley of the shadow of death centuries ago, held there in a suffering state, while someone else read your mind, drove your life experiences into misery and claimed the messaging the Divine sent to you, as though they were you. Many of these people are having identity crisis because you rose from that valley shining so brightly it cannot be denied. I do not mean fame or being in the public eye. Your essence is Sublime! The personality these thieves were portraying themselves as, is you, is yours, and so is the mind they’ve been living in, vicariously. Friggen Agent Smiths. Peeping Toms. Degraded and defiled, willingly, to plant the energy on you, For a chance of burying you once more.
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