Page One Rewrite

So.

Tonight, at 8:57 pm MDT, we passed through a gateway.

New Moon. 
Aries New Moon. 
Aries Sun Star. 
7 degrees of the sign of new beginnings. 
Conjunct Venus retrograde, also fresh in her Newness as she completion of a Divine cycle. 
Trine the MidHeaven, front and foreground.
Conjunct Chiron, who is square Saturn, on the Galactic Center. 

Arise. 
It is time. 

If this is not THE TIME for new beginnings, this Sacred Heart does not know what is.

This is a total system upgrade. New software, new hardware. 

The song of our Collective just hit a new octave, and the resulting music is fucking GLORIOUS. 

In counsel with a cherished mentor today, this Sacred Soul came home fully to the numinous remembrance of the fractally repeated moment "I" gave my power away. 
When I ceased to believe in my own Divinity, and became a victim of circumstance. Thus beginning a lifetimes long journey of sunken self-doubt, and powerlessness. 
A journey which in its flawless totality, taught the lessons of sovereignty, righteousness, and limitless power.

A surprise of delightful dimensions awaited within this work.
As the entire spectrum of the experience came fully into focus, the question of whether the fragmented piece of this Sacred Soul which had spent nearly countless lifetimes cowed, broken, and hustling for self-worth, dwelt in the energy of the Feminine, or that of the Masculine. 
The powerful realization swept through the whole of this Being that it was, in fact, Masculine aspects of this Soul which carried the wound. 

The Masculine within was the "victim", who had handed away his power in the light of feeling that he had failed to measure up to a challenge. It was the Masculine who had suppressed, repressed, and bound himself in a constant, panicked attempt to prove the extent of his worthiness through ceaselessly striving to shoulder superhuman burdens of responsibility. 

He could never do enough, be enough, or work hard enough to surmount the feeling of powerlessness which followed him like a sick, sinking feeling.

"What more do you want from me?" I would plead from the space of this Masculine wound. 

What a gift.
To look back, and to witness at last the ages long path of perfect alignment leading with incredible accuracy towards the goal of healing this wound.

To allow the flow of luscious awareness to radiate out in all directions, dimensions, and planes which this Soul touches, filling the once fractured shards of my Masculine with love, and transmuting the darkness which resided therein into light. 

Delightful. 
Rich.
Luscious. 
Apropos. 

On this most auspicious night of new beginnings, yet another blockage which had inhibited the twin flames within this Soul from embodying true union has been enveloped in righteous fire, and alchemically shifted in nature, becoming medicine of profound potency. 

This is the work of the moment, Cherished Kin. To embrace the shadow with equal reverence as we do the light. To look within our Soul Truth with unwavering honesty, and to allow the fires of alchemy to cleanse and purify, as the seeds of the New Era take root inside our Sacred Hearts. 

Breathe into the expansive Newness of this most Divinely timed point in the Cosmic Continuum, Beloveds. 
We stand at the threshold of majesty hitherto unknown in this reality. 

We are ready, and the power of a Galactic Legion is backing us up.

We are warriors of the New Eden. 
Light is our weapon and Love is our mission. 

The way is lit. 
The path is set. 

Blessed be. 

I see you. 
I feel you. 
I believe in you. 
I love you. 

We are love, limitless. 
Always, and in all ways. 
❤ 
© EJB 2017