Re-Birth

Fire.
Water.
Clearing. 
Cleansing.

So, Beloveds.

It's been a while.
Lifetimes, it seems.

I have been diving deep, as many of you felt.
Some of you were diving with me.
I am, we are, rebirthed.

This planet is cleansing, clearing, Beloveds.

You see, we humans are designed for alchemy.
We hold the philosopher's stone within our Sacred Hearts. 
We are made to ride the waves of emotion and transmute lead, into gold.

When we are charged with transmuting a wave which we feel is too much, we say "no!" "I don't want to feel that!"... and we pull away. Push away. Distract. Divert. Diminish. Recoil. Retreat.
So, where then does said wave go?
E(motion) is energy in motion. Energy is neither created nor destroyed. 
So, the wave sits. 
It sinks into our bones and creates contortions in our Sacred geometry. 
Then, if we transition holding onto that "no!"... the contortions of our retreat from our Divine alchemical task, sink, in turn, into the bones of Mama Gaia.

She has been burdened with Æons of our unprocessed emotional pollution, and she is DONE. She has been holding the weight of what we refuse, and she cannot hold any more.
In order to recieve the ascension codes now streaming in, she must clear the megalithic amalgamation of unprocessed weight.
So.
She is burning.
She is flooding.
She will not stop until she is clear.

Avoidance of pain will not serve in to New Earth, Beloveds.

There is a splitting of worlds happening, and the fever-pitch of the split is neigh. 
The extent of your willingness to hold RADICAL truth, UNWAVERING acceptance, and UNFLINCHING presence in the face of this shi(f)t decides your place in the Great Unfolding.

We have become accustomed to the comfortable blanket of our resistance, Beloveds. To the familiar stories of why we deserve to be allowed a pass on processing. 
Surely, the level of trauma we have carried in our Soul stream warrants being let off the hook... right?

Guess what?
We've ALL carried pain.
We AGREED to carry pain. 
That was the plan, remember?
To carry the Divine gift of karma like divers' weighs as we slowly sank from Source into Matter.

We've ALL held lifetimes and lifetimes and LIFETIMES in our Soul streams which were colored with unspeakable, unimaginable trauma. We've ALL been the burned, the bloodied, the ravaged, the beaten, the betrayed, the abandoned, the broken.
AND we've been the burner, the betrayer, the breaker.
All of us.
That was the plan.
It was a long, long, LONG way down.

Now, the descent is over. We're done.
Mission accomplished, everyone. Commendations all around.

Now, it's time to clear.
To release judgement, grudges, and stories of why we get to hold onto suffering.
We're done.
Really real.
Forgiveness is now the name of the game.

Forgive all those who have harmed us, their incarnations, and their lineage.
Forgive ourselves. 
Forgive God.

No one knew how much the separation and subsequent descent from Source would hurt.
Now we know.
It was a lot.
A FUCK of a lot.

Now, it's over.
Now, it's time to let it go.
ALL OF IT.
Cast the burden on the Christ Heart within, and be DONE WITH IT.
Discreate it, to be reassigned as light.
FULLY forgiving. FULLY forgiven. For there is NOTHING to forgive.

Now, Beloveds. Now we tap into our innate emotional mastery, and process Æons of accumulated lead, into gold... in a single breath. Now we transmute. We alchemize.
We let that shit go.
We let go of the knowns, the unknowns, the rights, the wrongs, the stories, the narratives, the fear, the anger, the guilt, the shame, the hatred, the rage, the resentment, the sorrow, the heavy-ass armour of the descent. 
Drop it like a hot rock.

It all served. It is done serving.
This is a totally new game. New rules, new MISSION.
To RADIATE. 
To allow NO force, inner or outer, to dim our light. To rise in WILD JOY, FIERCE PEACE, and LIMITLESS LOVE.

To ascend, as Source, in form, returning to Source, formless.

That's it. Three words.
"Rise in Joy."

That's all we need to know, where we're going.

I Love You.

I Am that I Am, gratefully, joyfully saying (screaming) "YES!" to this new mission.

Who's with me?

© EJB 2017