The Time Will Come

Good Morning Beautiful Light Tribe,

First and with a full heart, many thanks for the tremendous love, appreciation and strong intention present as we gathered as ONE, in the webcast yesterday. The energy and presence, so much presence, from so many dimensions and Gaia, the nature, and YOU left me with a feeling of such completion, fullness, contentment and love. Again, gratitude, gratitude, gratitude for the wonder and gift of this NOW with everything that entails.

Secondly, it was not lost on me that the day of this transmission marked exactly one year to date, when a total solar eclipse will traverse the United States, beginning in Oregon and ending in South Carolina. This event is being heralded as the Great American Eclipse because it will be the first total solar eclipse that is exclusive to the United States since 1776! Intuitively and with that awareness, we begin to connect the dots from the role of this coming election and the maelstrom of human emotion it has stirred to the intense vibrational preparation we have been undergoing for the energy shift of 2017. It is a wholly transformative and wondrous time to be humans and creators, remembering a truer relationship to each other, to our planet and to a new power awakening from within.

I feel inspired to include here a picture of the Mother Tree in the Shining Ones woods ~ along with a poem I have cherished since childhood. As I write this blog, I feel it seeping into my pores and heart ~ no doubt a direct correlation to the FULLNESS of this moment we share on planet Earth. I share it with you here, along with my heart. I AM so grateful for this tribe and the truer existence we are all remembering. Unity is the Light shining the way forward ~ as our beloved Earth Mother, sings us all home.

Om Mani Padme Hum ~ ओं मणिपद्मे हूं ॐ

The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life,
whom you ignored for another,
who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life

Derek Walcot
 

There is a path from me to you that I AM constantly looking for~
so I try to keep clear and still as the water does with the moon.

Rumi