Yes, I am a floaty fairy, but I'm not gonna float away;
There's still much more to do here, many factors still at play.
Yes, like you, I chose a tether, and I choose it's for the better
For now, it's entertaining; human qualities quite clever.
I come to you:
A coffee drinker,
An abstract thinker,
An occasional winker,
Yet still on the brink of being in this body and riding the vibrations,
Being bringer of the light, and still feeling the sensations.
I'm sensitive to commotion,
I have whirlwind emotions,
Love expression and creation,
My brain makes bizarre associations, but we're in training;
Starting to remember it remains
that our thoughts and words are actual the moment they are made
So follow the patterns of your thoughts, and be aware of what you say.
We are always sending signals, the positive receives assistance,
Light enough to slip the barrier and make it up to those who are listening
But if our thoughts are heavy, mad and spiteful, they reflect back our resistance,
And we react with sheer indigence
We remain within the cycle, holding tightly to our blindness,
Over and over until we let go of these notions that we harvest
And accept that we are so blessed,
A part of this very lightness.
There is no time to waste,
And no time was ever wasted,
Nothing in need of replacement, no distaste
Cause these moments were adjacent,
leading to this moment today.
Magic is real.
Let your guides take the wheel,
Make an effort to be positive,
Pay attention to how you feel.
You are infinite potential, conditioned to be conventional,
Cause for so long, the ones in power have been afraid of our ascension,
But the intentions of the human mind are becoming clear;
The totality of our duality revealed to those ready to hear.
We are near our climactic point of action,
Taking a stand for Mama Gaea with the grace and power of the Feminine,
And of course, the unwaverable Masculine.
The task at hand, we're grasping it,
The demon is unmasked, it stands:
A child, frozen, afraid of all the blackness.
So, defeated, he receded, made a nest within the cracks,
And the seed began to sprout and spread false messages of lack.
Disguised the truth in ugly boils, pit it somewhere hard to find,
Sent the child away in fearful coils and said, "Believe NOTHING but your eyes."
This is why we must close ours,
Surrender to the Will of the Divine powers
as they hold our hands and hold the torch,
Adorn the path of light with flowers.
And as it dawns the hour that we don't resist their lead;
When we truly listen, we regain the privilege to see.
That moment we believe-
Then we are truly free.
We know that it is done, and so,
We simply let it be.
We are one
Let the light withing you shine for all it's worth.
Be the God that lives within you,
And Heaven arrives on Earth.
There's still much more to do here, many factors still at play.
Yes, like you, I chose a tether, and I choose it's for the better
For now, it's entertaining; human qualities quite clever.
I come to you:
A coffee drinker,
An abstract thinker,
An occasional winker,
Yet still on the brink of being in this body and riding the vibrations,
Being bringer of the light, and still feeling the sensations.
I'm sensitive to commotion,
I have whirlwind emotions,
Love expression and creation,
My brain makes bizarre associations, but we're in training;
Starting to remember it remains
that our thoughts and words are actual the moment they are made
So follow the patterns of your thoughts, and be aware of what you say.
We are always sending signals, the positive receives assistance,
Light enough to slip the barrier and make it up to those who are listening
But if our thoughts are heavy, mad and spiteful, they reflect back our resistance,
And we react with sheer indigence
We remain within the cycle, holding tightly to our blindness,
Over and over until we let go of these notions that we harvest
And accept that we are so blessed,
A part of this very lightness.
There is no time to waste,
And no time was ever wasted,
Nothing in need of replacement, no distaste
Cause these moments were adjacent,
leading to this moment today.
Magic is real.
Let your guides take the wheel,
Make an effort to be positive,
Pay attention to how you feel.
You are infinite potential, conditioned to be conventional,
Cause for so long, the ones in power have been afraid of our ascension,
But the intentions of the human mind are becoming clear;
The totality of our duality revealed to those ready to hear.
We are near our climactic point of action,
Taking a stand for Mama Gaea with the grace and power of the Feminine,
And of course, the unwaverable Masculine.
The task at hand, we're grasping it,
The demon is unmasked, it stands:
A child, frozen, afraid of all the blackness.
So, defeated, he receded, made a nest within the cracks,
And the seed began to sprout and spread false messages of lack.
Disguised the truth in ugly boils, pit it somewhere hard to find,
Sent the child away in fearful coils and said, "Believe NOTHING but your eyes."
This is why we must close ours,
Surrender to the Will of the Divine powers
as they hold our hands and hold the torch,
Adorn the path of light with flowers.
And as it dawns the hour that we don't resist their lead;
When we truly listen, we regain the privilege to see.
That moment we believe-
Then we are truly free.
We know that it is done, and so,
We simply let it be.
We are one
Let the light withing you shine for all it's worth.
Be the God that lives within you,
And Heaven arrives on Earth.
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