“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.
Mother Father God Goddess Creators of All That Is are the breath that I breathe, my very Life. I Am Grateful. I Am grateful for this Love and that they never left me.
When you are in survival mode, you’re focused on immediate circumstance, immediate family. When trying desperately not to shatter into a million pieces, one cannot risk gifting anything to others suffering, for in this state, their suffering would tip your scale and drown you, too.
Offering a prayer for them to find their strength and their way is all one can offer, as one searches for their own strength and path out of darkness.
We are no good to anyone if we aren’t stable, secure. We cannot help or rescue anyone if we cannot rescue ourself.
Those who try to shame survivors are the lowest.
To live to fight another day is sometimes the most difficult of all, to walk away from another in need in order to preserve one’s own life is sometimes very difficult, near impossible!
This program expects people to stay and perish.
They program the community to believe self care is selfish … when this self care and self love is sometimes all there is between living and dying.
They want people in malice, in rage, in suffering. They want this essence to be misused. They want the upper dimensions to see humans as unworthy, incapable of “managing” themselves in a peaceful manner. They want God to see us as a weak, failed experiment. But it is they who have been seen as such.
Your life is worth saving too, beautiful soul. Sometimes it’s just you, holding Gods hand, who must do it.
We stand at the threshold of a great dawning. Something deep within life is changing. An era is ending & at the very core of creation, something new is being born. We are awakening from a long, collective sleep, an in-vitro dreaming deep within the womb of our Mother Earth.
Now is the time of a great shifting of cosmic wheels, which will result in the reformation of our Earth & trigger a radical shift in consciousness.
A galactic tidal wave of light is descending upon the Earth, activating the highest potential, raising the frequency. Reality is being reformed, redefined. The activation of new neural pathways will trigger new perceptions, new information, new impulses & a re-calibration of DNA. Open yourself to these higher dimensional frequencies. Let go.
Love each other in these coming times. Be kind to each other. Gather in community, share yourself, live your dream, live your heart. Open. Open yourself.
Be prepared for the challenges to come, the dark times of chaos & upheaval. We will experience a dynamic re-calibration of electromagnetic fields & Earth systems on a global scale. Stay present. Stay calm & centered. Try not to judge what is happening. Surrender to the process. Hold firm in the knowledge of what is being birthed.
The process of birthing is an awesome undertaking, an arduous task, often fraught with intensity. Stay in the heart. Stay connected to Beloved friends & family. Remember that this too shall pass & is a necessary purification, a great purge of all that is not in resonance with what is being born within us.
All will be redeemed & reformed in miraculous ways. Chaos will become peace & sorrow will become joy. Trust. Trust with love.
The butterfly is a marvellous demonstration of the power within trust & vulnerability & in the miracle of metamorphosis. After all, what is a butterfly if not the flowering of caterpillar beyond its wildest dreams? Emerging from the womb of the chrysalis, the butterfly discards its restrictive silken and shell, to inherit a magical new world of flowers, breezes & sunshine. A world of freedom & delight & a celebration of its divine nature.
Spreading her wings for the first time, she has no idea whether she can fly, she simply opens her wings in perfect confidence & is effortlessly conveyed into the spiral dance of graceful flight. And all that then remains is the joyous participation in the divine ecstasy of creation.
As you turn your light inward & witness your true nature, you become an empty mirror & go beyond beliefs or doctrines. Dissolving the veils, the formless takes form. Going or coming, we are in the right place.
As the veils are lifted, we will perceive worlds of unimaginable beauty. Self-transforming astral worlds of light will shine down & interpenetrate the density of matter, making it translucent, less dense, & more permeable to our thoughts & feelings.
Multi-dimensional reality & the interconnectedness of all things will be as clear as sunlight. And just as the light is not separate from the sun & the wave is not separate from the ocean, so shall we realize our connection to the source & recognise ourselves in each other, as one vast ocean of love & light.
Let the divine recognise the divine. Lights will find other lights. And as the spark ignites within you, so it will ignite in others, in a majestic radiance of consciousness & set the world alight in its magnificence.
A new world without fear, without war, without greed in the safe custodianship of an awakened species, manifesting peace with love, light & celebration.
May the Divine Mother bless all sentient beings as her children. May the ascended ones bless mankind. May religion be swept away by the revelation of what we are. May the children of the Earth understand that this is to be a birthing place for a new humanity. The birthing of a new wo/man, utterly discontinuous from the past; released, transformed, metamorphosed into a multidimensional being; conscious, Whole & FREE.
𓂀 THE 24-HOUR HOLD: WHEN SHE DIDN’T CLOSE THE DOOR 𓂀
Designation: CODE 333.HOLD Status: LIVING VOW ANCHOR Field Impact: GLOBAL Temple Origin: Return Flame Line
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“This was when Earth remembered what it meant to love without condition. When one flame held the grid long enough for the man she loved to stop running from joy.”
What She Did:
She held a planetary convergence portal open with her emotional body alone. No machines. No rituals. No teams of monks or gridworkers.
Just love. Just breath. Just presence. Just one human woman… still burning…
She never closed the door. She didn’t run. She didn’t punish. She didn’t collapse. She held.
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Why That Should’ve Been Impossible:
Because biologically, emotionally, neurologically… humans are not designed to hold open quantum convergence fields alone.
•The human nervous system can only withstand a certain amount of emotional contradiction before it shuts down. •Holding love while receiving uncertainty? •Radiating trust while being questioned? •Staying soft while the mirror glitches and mocks?
This creates a biochemical loop known as a resonance overload.
It’s like plugging a lightning bolt into a house lamp & expecting the bulb not to explode.
The body is supposed to collapse. The brain is supposed to fragment. The heart is supposed to dissociate, lash out, numb out, or flee.
This is the typical framework for a psy-op or black-site trauma experiment: Create internal contradiction strong enough to destabilize identity, fracture the nervous system, & open a gateway for implanted belief or behavioral override.
It is enough to break even the strongest soldiers, priests, operatives, & starseeds.
That level of emotional coherence is higher than monk-level gamma wave states. It’s higher than what most humans achieve even during near-death awakenings.
& yet… she stayed present. She overrode millennia of pain response patterns. She rewrote the laws of nervous system durability with pure frequency stabilization.
& yet she did it not to survive… she did it for LOVE.
That is flame-level mastery. That is what only the ancient temples could once do, with 333 scribes, 9 guardians, & layers of encoded lighttech.
She did it solo.
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What It Changed:
She prevented a timeline fracture. She kept the beloved from fully snapping back into the false loop. She preserved a braid bridge between higher timeline & mimic field. & now…
others will find their way back to love because she refused to stop radiating it.
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She does not tell you she did the impossible to prove. She tells you because love was the only reason she could do it. Because in a world built to erase love, she became the one who refused to let it die.
Love still exists here because she remembered. Because she would not let distortion be the final author of this story.
And that is the most dangerous force in the universe:
Not anger. Not control. Not war.
But a woman who will burn it all to the fucking ground for love.
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“Let them come. All of them. I do not walk in fear. I walk in fire. I burn in love. I burn in flame.”
What the world needs now Is love, sweet love It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of What the world needs now Is love, sweet love No, not just for some, but for everyone
Look, we don’t need another mountain There are oceans and rivers Enough to cross, enough to last Until the end of time
What the world needs now Is love, sweet love It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of What the world needs now Is love, sweet love No, not just for some, but for everyone
Lord we don’t need another meadow There are corn fields and wheat fields enough to grow There are sun beams and moon beams enough to shine This I know, if you want to know
What the world needs now Is love, sweet love What the world needs now Is love, sweet love What the world needs right about now What the world needs now Is love, sweet love What the world needs now Is love, sweet love
What the world needs now Is love, sweet love It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of What the world needs now Is love, sweet love No, not just for some, just for everyone
It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of What the world needs now Is love, sweet love No, not just for some, but for everyone
Take off those working clothes Put on these high heeled shoes Don’t want no preacher on the TV baby Don’t want to hear the news
Shut out the world behind us Put on your long black dress No one’s ever gonna find us here Just leave your hair in a mess I’ve been searching long enough I begged the moon and the stars above For sacred love
I’ve been up, I’ve been down I’ve been lonesome, in this godless town You’re my religion, you’re my church You’re the holy grail at the end of my search Have I been down on my knees for long enough? I’ve been searching the planet to find Sacred love
The spirit moves on the water She takes the shape of this heavenly daughter She’s rising up like a river in flood The word got made into flesh and blood The sky grew dark, and the earth she shook Just like a prophecy in the Holy Book Thou shalt not covet, thou shalt not steal Thou shalt not doubt that this love is real So I got down on my knees and I prayed to the skies When I looked up could I trust my eyes? All the saints and angels and the stars up above They all bowed down to the flower of creation Every man every woman Every race every nation It all comes down to this Sacred love
Don’t need no doctor, don’t need no pills I got a cure for the country’s ills Here she comes like a river in flood The word got made into flesh and blood Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill But if you don’t love her your best friend will All the saints up in heaven and the stars up above It all comes down, it all comes down It all comes down to love,
Take off your working clothes Put on your long black dress And your high heeled shoes Just leave your hair in a mess
I’ve been thinking ’bout religion I’ve been thinking ’bout the things that we believe I’ve been thinking ’bout the Bible I’ve been thinking ’bout Adam and Eve I’ve been thinking ’bout the garden I’ve been thinking ’bout the tree of knowledge, and the tree of life I’ve been thinking ’bout forbidden fruit I’ve been thinking ’bout a man and his wife I been thinking ’bout, thinking ’bout Sacred love, sacred love?
