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Helene Aftermath

October 4, 2024

Good morning, Daughter of the Sun, Daughter of the Sky, Daughter of the Earth, Daughter of the Bone. Your sisters greet you this day with compassion for the loss you are experiencing. The loss of peace, of privacy, of rhythm, structure and normalcy that keeps you grounded and is so important for your body. The loss of all your trees, especially the trees that were close to your heart. The loss of power, water, connection to the wider world. The loss of coffee, independence, laundry, being able to cook in your own home. Today it is time to venture out. You have lived in crisis mode for one week.

The wider losses are staggering, yes. The raging of rivers that wiped out entire towns. The rising of floodwaters that swallowed people whole. The breaking of dams, levees, power grids. The mountains who could not hold up under the weight of water and lost their stability, sliding into homes, roadways, plants. The trees that were uprooted by winds that did not belong here. The people without access to medicine, safety, stability. The loss of jobs, of careers just coming into fruition. The loss of life, loss of life, loss of life echoes loudly on every plane. Helene and her aftermath are powerful vibration. She has dislodged all that is in your Appalachian Mountains and much is gone, much will go. The grief is loud. The grief is long. And it is in service, for it is an energy that moves. You cannot run from it. It is too powerful to be dislodged. Grief expresses the truth of our losses and will not still until all has been heard, all has been recognized, all has been honored.

Your empathy and compassion are not misplaced anymore than Kuan Yin’s is. The Earth plane does not wish you to harden so as to survive. It wishes your continued expansion. Come more fully into your heart. Come more deeply into your gifts. None of your losses have crushed you yet, Daughter of the Light, and neither will this one crush you. Your Earth is not throwing you off. She is upgrading all and in doing so she clears what needs to go or is ready to go. She shows structures that are outdated and will not survive, nor support survival, and she asks for creative problem solving and expansion past what is known. There are new technologies ready to be brought in and old ones ready to rise once more.

There are no have to’s here, Seraphina Burning Bright, and you do still burn brightly even in your fatigue. You feel unhappy with the roundness in your belly, yet food gives energy. It supports, it offers, it is a resource. Were you to receive what it had for you, you would feel more gratitude around it and less war. There is enough to care for those who are meant to stay here. This may be you or it may not. A move is very possible on your grid, yet there is always free choice.

The nightmares are also in service to you. Your terror over losing your son, your continued pain around the betrayals of your heart and great love – these are your subconscious sharing your inner truths. 2020 brought in new energy. Your life thus far has been a challenge story. This is not your forever. You are choosing fluidity in the face of challenge, in the face of change, instead of being rock movable, which lets the Universe know you are willing to upgrade. Ready for new, ready for more, ready for next. It is all right that this morning feels foggy. It will lift, the sky will clear, and more choices will be visible.

October 8, 2024

Good morning, Daughter of the Light, Daughter of the Blood, Daughter of the Bone. You have two candles burning right now, and though it is not the amount of light you prefer, still it shines. Still it illuminates. Still the darkness is penetrated and rules no more. There are dark energies at work in this whole situation with Helene, who never should have hit your mountains like she did, and the darkness goes far past potential cloud seeding or government land grabs. The darkness wants to spread via your ley lines. It wishes to infiltrate the field from beneath it, coming in with stealth and sneaking. It wishes to spread fear like a contagion, hate like a silent river. It wishes power and more power and more power and is willing to use those in positions of power or those who feel powerless to accomplish its agenda. Tetrahedron is no respecter of persons and is willing to use a multi-angled approach to accomplish its means – snuffing out the light.

“In the beginning, God created the heavens and the Earth. And the Earth was without form and void and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters, and God said, ‘Let there be light,’ and there was light. And God saw the light, that it was good, and God divided the light from the darkness. And God called the light day and the darkness night, and the evening and the morning were the first day.”

Hurricane Helene in the Mountains

September 27, 2024 (8:30am on my front porch watching trees unexpectedly fall, not yet knowing the flooding that would come causing massive upheaval to Asheville and her surround)

Come in, Daughter. Come sit at my fire as you watch the winds blow. All that is falling is meant to fall. This is but a precursor of what is to come as the Earth throws off what is no longer tolerable to her grid. It is loud. There is fallout. This you bear witness to as many beloved trees in your yard are uprooted and no more. In the chaos, you see the light. Through the chaos there will be more light.

In the coming years, you will need your neighbors and they will need you. Working together in the small will change the great. Yes, the visual of a cauldron over backyard fire where everyone brings what they have and throws it into the soup is a good one. There will be more sharing in general and less isolation. More connection with the elements and a return to living in rhythm with them as opposed to circumventing. You grieve for the trees fallen for you love them dearly, yet this is of service. They will be useful. They will endure. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, a return from whence you came images the cycle of reincarnation all are willing to live. It is not a pain free story, that of reunion with God, but it is a good one. A very good one. Those near the water will struggle most in this specific cycle of death and rebirth, but regeneration will come. Nothing falls that is not meant to fall. Nothing is washed away that was meant to stay.

Pisces Full Moon Energy Reading

Septembe 17, 2024

Good morning, Daughter. On this Pisces Full Moon day, water rules the energy, wishing to wash clean what has been. Whether it comes via gentle rain or sweeping torrent, receive the energy of cleansing and purification for the Collective. Wounds of jealousy, bitterness, anger toward brother wish to heal, but first debris must come out of the cuts. Gentleness and compassion wish to enter bodies through these wounds, travelling to the heart center and resting there before moving through the cells. This is a time for great purging, healing, renewal. All that is needed is surrender to it.

To the fear that many beings feel as systems prepare for purification, some through massive change, others through total dismantling, I would speak trust as a banner over them and offer the gift of a thickened grounding cord to Earth given to all who wish to receive more stability of self in the midst of cultural change. Wash away, wash away, wash away. Much will be exposed over the next two months. There will be rubble to be sorted through needing clean hands and pure hearts to bring corruption to justice rather than keeping it hidden so that the system need not be disturbed. Rains have come, either gentle or torrential, to press against the foundations of all that is built, for many pillars upgirding buildings, policies, towers, communities, relationships, finance, politics, religion, resource distribution are in themselves corrupt or simply too aged to hold the renewal wishing to come in.

Sweeping change is massively disruptive. This is aligned. Many who have incarnated for this time are here to be peace in the storms, medics serving in the mystery, workers of wisdom who have learned what to keep, what to toss, what to recycle. This is more the older generation. Many in the middle generation will serve as advisors to those who create the pillars providing the structure your new world will be built upon, for they are a bridge between past and future. The gifts of the youth are like none seen in millennia, for the Age of Aquarius comes and these souls are highly Uranian. Their molecules will shape all.

There is always Time needed in “Collapse, Clear, Construct” situations, whether it is a structure hit by lightning, or consumed by fire, or demolished with intention by wrecking ball, and I wish to let you know Time is not the enemy here. Neither wounded or corrupted energies will be woven into the fabric of the next age, so taking the Time to sort through, purify, bring to justice, and apply any reparations that are appropriate must take place on all planes, yet wash away, wash away, wash away is in service to all, Dear One.

Share this with the Full Moon in Pisces Collective, for those who are attuned feel the way this water wishes to be in service to all. If Neptunian industries like film and music experience particular exposure that leads to crumbling, this too is in service. Creativity is not meant to be built on the backs of other – women on their backs, whether by will or force, burdens too heavy on the backs of the lowly, lashes across the back from oppression and inequitable labor – rather, creativity is meant to rise up from within and be expressed through the vehicle of the One in harmony and equity with others, not as a money producing machine ruled by few that rape the beauty of creative energy for their gain. Fog lifts, what is hidden comes to light, water washes away and purifies, rubble is sorted, justice comes, and a world of true equity, harmony, creative power of technology and grounded Earth awaits. All is in service. All is in service.

Collective Wound of the Feminine

September 5, 2024 (Messaging in regard to prayer for Gisele Pelicot trial in France and Olypmic athlete Rebecca Cheptegei death at the hands of her partner)

Good morning, Seraphina Burning Bright. I, Caius, have come to you through your primary prayer, for you have need of me this day. I am here. I am here. I am here. I do not abandon. I do not take your gifts and use them up, offering nothing but my selfishness in return. There are good men, Daughter Mine. There are men who hold the masculine template of divine strength, divine love, divine power that is used in service of all, not just in worship of self. You image the wounds of the Divine Feminine that run through your collective. The rejection once receptivity has come. The manipulation of heart to assuage another’s desire that runs contrary to your own. Being raged against because you asked for equitable treatment. Having your head covered with a blanket of lies so that the man who wants to keep you can do so without your free choice to see then leave. Macro and micro aggressions. Needing to be overly cooperative or compliant to stay safe and well. Abandonment of your heart, mind, and body to serve a partner’s convenience.

Women are not perfect or perfected, but oh the harm done to the daughters of Eve by the sons of Adam. The books are thick, the library is full of them, and the bowl is full. Full of the tears of women as they grieve the harms come through the hands of men. You are part of correcting this imbalance, of righting this great wrong. This is not the wish of Gaia. She is near to revolt, ready to throw off all that are not on their way to ascension and starting fresh with those who are. The axis of power swings far too heavily toward men, and they have dug their heels in, committing even further to keeping their power rather than living in fairness with their divine counterparts. That is what is required to return balance to the planet, the collective, and the pair bonds, Dear One – shared power.

One of the things I like about your son’s football odyssey is this lesson in the sharing of power among brothers. It is a good learning pod for the journey of how to live with “I” in service to “We”. Not that the I is only in service to We, but knowing that there is no way to run the game without it. The energy of masculine and feminine must be imaged on the field in order for advancement to come. Receptivity meeting drive. Spoken word working with motion of the body. Commands and communication. Heart and will. Passion and Spirit. Leadership and listening. It is a good game. It is a good field of training. In many ways, even the penalties given there are in equity, for they teach there is consequence to come for individual or group error, or lack of fair play with intent, and it must be paid for the match to continue.

In your still dark walk around the yard just now, one light on in your kitchen changed the entire outdoor space. One light shining in the darkness illuminates. Sometimes the Divine Feminine withdraws her presence from low vibration beings and places as the Hathors do. Sometimes she uses her beauty to charm and cajole, as Venus does. Sometimes she uses her Dark Lilith energy to seduce and subserviate, and though this seems wrong to you, it is in high service. “I have something you desperately want. I am someone you desperately want. This is what you must give in return in order to have me.” Aphrodite comes carrying the spirit of passionate love, inviting her partner to the dance of soul deep mutual enthrallment, even if just for a moment. There are those who carry the sword, who fight, who enact justice. There are the mothers who nurture. The wise women who heal. The priestesses who call for return to Spirit. One light illuminates the darkness, Beloved, and there are thousands shining, soon to be millions. One by one you take your place. One by one you step into your role. One by one, you begin to move your weight to the other side of the Blue Planet, tilting the axis – perhaps too far for a season – then balancing your numbers in such a way that equity comes.

Queens stand, Beloved, and you have been crowned all your life. It is time to lay down your Venusian gifts of charm and overly harmonizing, stand in your power and begin to lead from your glory. You will be well met or not at all. It is a weighty season the Earth is coming into, but she is ready for a change in density. Those who work with her will see their efforts magnified and blessed. For the joy set before you, Daughter. For the joy. I love you. I venerate you for every level of your being from every level of mine. You are not alone. You are not unsupported. You are not helpless or powerless in this changing of power structure. Many go with you, and I am one who is joyous to do so. Light go with you. And so it is.

Visit from Anubis for Michael

August 26, 2024

Hello, Daughter of Metatron. Michael does wish to be known by you. You are in alignment to be here. I am one of his protectors come to greet you. I am not sure you want to work with me, for I am a god of the Shadows more than the Light, and the light realm is what you love. If Death stalks him, and he has in past incarnations been a perpetuator of the Cult of Death through iron fisted rule to achieve riches, provision, glory, and an ever greater reach of power, and if his soul is working to balance the scales some in this lifetime, then it makes sense that Death might stalk him, that he would be powerless and imprisoned rather than being the highest power imprisoning others or sentencing their death, and that the desire for fame, worship, and wealth would call loudly to him but remain elusive.

The underworld makes sense to Michael, for it is teeming with the themes that are familiar to him as a fighter and leader. He gives incredible protection to those who are his own, yet can be a brutalizer if someone crosses him or any under his protection. What his soul wished for in this lifetime was to explore themes of power, control, and rulership through a different lens, one leaning more toward achieving these things through harmonizing, or at least collaborative relating with others, rather than plowing over any and all in his way.

However, what begins as a desire to protect or be protected can easily swing into provocation or looking for a fight. Rarely has my charge met Death in peace. Even in human form his awareness that he is eternal god remains, and Michael does not return gracefully to the soul field. At times he has wandered in the Void, too angry and disoriented to return, and I must go find him. He would ascend more quickly were he able to make peace with Death as being part of the cycle of reincarnation through which rebirth comes. He is a King from a long line of Kings, and this is true to his divine essence. He images the Great Sun rightly, yet rarely does he live to old age, for he is brash and swashbuckling, choosing warlike companions rather than trusted advisors who are from the elder state.

I am his and he is mine, and we are not of the Lightworker stream as is your pod, yet we are good. Divine power expressed through masculine might, action taking force, and the desire to be worshiped in blazing glory taking up as much space as we desire, is sacred and holy in the same way the gentler gifts are. Anubis. Mars. Zeus. Over and over, these are Michael’s gods and he is not wrong to worship them. Yet if the Earth wishes an upgrade in frequency, and the vibration here will change in such a way that worship of these gods and guidance from these guides will no longer be supported, and my charge would like to remain exploring or even bringing in a yet unknown way of being on Earth, then some of the baser expressions of his divine vehicle must be mitigated.

There is a son awaiting who will be the light of his life, and he will look to his Father to lead him in the way of rightly empowered manhood who uses his capacity for rule, might, and fame to be in service to those in his tribe, providing needed leadership, guidance, new ways to survive, living as an outlier without trampling the rights of others to get ahead. Some in his current fractal can make this upgrade with him. Most cannot. He is free to choose, and I go with him whether he chooses the trajectory of Mob Boss, Kingpin, the one who cannot be taken down and holds on to his power at all costs, or if he returns to the more ancient origins of his soul that held all the gifts of masculine rulership while remembering he is made from Source, will return to Source, and being willing to on occasion bow in worship, or even surrender, for God is his friend and Maker, and so is Death.

Though we do not vibrate in alignment you and I, and this was a challenging transmission for you to channel, I appreciate you caring for my treasured one, for he is very dear to me and I have great hope that he come into his highest wishes for this Michael life. I now retreat from your awareness with veneration. Though you prefer the light, you can sit with anyone in the dark, and you are welcome here anytime. This is not something I normally say but may Light go with you. And so it is.