September 22, 2025 Metatron
Daughter. My beautiful souled electron of fire and light. You hesitate to come in for you sense this is a council of sorts taking place. It is, but very informal. We have been waiting for you arrival. You are welcome here.
As the war template continues to spread across the face of the Earth, we have maps, plans, timelines, battle strategy, peace strategy, ad litem sprawled before us. Your wounds from and concerns around your Magnus are very fitting, for if a man working to ascend into Christ Consciousness can stoop to such levels of vitriol because his beloved one “opposes” him, or simply does not conform to the rule he decreed for her, and is willing to separate himself from her in rage at not having her cooperation with his way of seeing, thinking, experiencing, what does this say for the rest of humanity who are not working with intention to rise?
He is passionate and devoted in his love toward you, even as he is imaging the template that needs to fall. You have been engaged with this grid for the entirety of your life. Previously you used the strategy of placating, while applying what you thought was unconditional love but in reality was a slow suicide, for when you bow to the will of another, you cease to exist and they gain a clone of sorts – a duplicate soldier ready and willing to carry out their mission, purpose, agenda and desires, for the other across from them has ceased to be Other.
As the chemo infusion pours into his port and flows through his system today, we lend our signature so that holy DNA is not impacted, but corrupted strains cease to be. It is time for a new strategy. Yes, time.
On a time held plane there are sacred cycles that come and go with intent and purpose, purpose and intent. Cruelty must die, Daughter, in all forms and in all ways. Magnus excuses his cruelty to you when you will not comply with his sovereign rulership. He does have sovereign rulership, this is a true truth, but only over himself. Even in owning a plot of land, it is not in reality inanimate, for one must work with the elements that are there and on occasion bend, or change course, to accommodate their will. The time of kings and kingdoms is ended. The Age of Aquarius brings about the collapse of outdated structures and returns power to the hands of the people collective.
There is no room for war between you and Magnus. You are employing the correct strategy of not “fighting” for equality in the connection. Again, I will say he loves you. Deeply and desperately. And love that has been purified, returned to innocence, does not fight for precedence, for fealty, for worship on the playground or any ground, for that implies there is one Lord worthy of fealty, worthy of worship, and life must be spent proving you have a right to sit at the head of the table.
This is our primary problem with the Christian religion, even for those practicing from a genuine faith, “There is but one Lord of the ring, and he does not share power.” There is one alone who is worthy of worship, honor, and praise. If you are on his team, you remain subject to his rule, but you gain his protection and status. None of this is the way of love. Again I say, none of this is the way of love.
Jesus came to show a new way. He spoke in invitation with an assured and healed throat chakra, yet even in that expression, beautiful and wholly in integrity though it was, it was also his aligned expression. “Follow me,” means living out the Divine Spark you are, not that Jesus was, for any outer template leads us away from Source, not toward remembrance, or joy, or love, or hope, or peace. None came to serve any other, period. That is twisted thought to cause conformity to an outer agenda. The most trustworthy guide to follow is the heart.
Aurelius does better in imaging God than he ever has, for he is now following his heart. It does not matter what you think about his heart’s desires, nor does it matter what any other thinks, for the way back to remembrance of Divinity is self honor. If a being carries self honor as an appropriate expression of ultimate creativity, why would they demand any other lay down, bow down, grovel in worship of them? Why would any sort of self submission ever be required?
This is the New Earth come, Dear One. This is how tribalism ends – when one by one beings choose to work with those in alignment with their most true longings while simply letting the template of fealty die. This is not hippie dippy kumbaya with false humility that is in reality a shield, an insulation, from needing to engage with any who are different. It is an incorporation of being differentiated and honoring that as good.
There is no conformity in love any more than there is rage. Of course the energy of Feeders covers the planet, but they are far outweighed by genuine food. Sunlight is food. Music is food. Laughter, softness, water, good company. You understand what I am pointing to. Stay in your lane, My Beautiful One, and see who wants to join you there.
We will work with him, your Magnus. Just as was spoken to you in early days, this cancer is purging, is clearing. When toxicity is present, the process is both messy and ugly, but this is the dismantling. A rebuild will come with more purity present. You can trust this for him. We return to our strategizing now, but you always have access to me. I am Metatron, and I take care of my own. Elohim stands guard over you, as do your dragon brothers.