Japanese maple’s flame feeding my heart.
An old pattern came up, a pocket of unconsciousness seeking release. I was with a person from long ago and I engaged in gossiping, speaking in a judgmental way about another’s actions. It was interesting as I knew the positive role those actions held in the higher spheres. Yet I was engaged in giving it all a negative slant. I felt regret, shame settle in. I called in the violet flame to transmute my words. I tried to contact and left a voice message with the one I had conversed with, to tell a different story. It was a shadow that lingered for part of the day. I knew it was my choice, how long I lingered there, that part of me was seeking my love. A feeling of the Catholic penance was present as I felt the reluctance to free myself from the judgment in that shadowland. I felt the lifetimes that I had lived under that weight, the cross heavy on my back.
As I lay down for a nap, I called in the higher self of the one I had judged. I called in my higher self to make it right. I held us both in love’s flames. My heart experienced a shattering as the love between us exploded. I felt our many lifetimes together pass in a swirl of sensations. We had played every role with one another, our bond was deep and true. It was all understood, the love that was true. No words, simply strands of heartlight weaving in joy. I felt only gratitude for all.
I sent him an email expressing that love, knowing he might not be able to receive it on this level, assured that he had already felt it within his heart. Yet the outer expression is important as we each speak our truth, it plants seeds for the new way of being. We will be able to openly love everyone, without fear or reservation.
We are beings of love. If we act unloving in a moment, it does not negate our loving nature. That was a lie taught to us, to keep us ever contained in a cycle of shame and smallness. As we are able to bring consciousness to more and more of our moments, we shed light on any pockets of unconsciousness. All desires that light. All wants to be seen as the love that is. Such freedom wafting in the air as more of this world is seen in its true light.
Pink skywriting
Our intention is so powerful. My intention is to be a flame of love. To recover all parts of myself that have lived without that heartlight. To see my ups and downs through a lens of love, knowing the whole is far greater than the aspects that I play out on this stage. This has been the mighty work of this age to return all to love. As I live in these moments, I know that it is done. We have been successful. The earth will never again dwell in the dark night. We are living it and we are viewing its success.