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sábado, junio 18, 2016

Gillian MacBeth-Louthan ~ A word from your hostess of light - June 2016



Hey Ya’ll, whew what a month so far! All I can say about this summer energy doorway is ‘whoa nellie’. The livingness of mercury and Gemini is so animated it is like an unrehearsed ballet of ice road truckers. Just like the vibration of liquid mercury it moves in un-harnessed fashion doing what it wants to do when it wants to do it.

The Gemini twins are both identical and fraternal of nature. They mirror each other but they also refract each other. They really do not want to see their true reflections in this earthly hall of mirrors. Unpredictable is the word for this season of restructure. Restructure comes in a fashion like you just hired beavers to do construction on your house. Everything is turned upside down (cancel clear) and just like a toddler giggling upside down on a couch you are seeing the world at a new and different approach.


What we once thought was our truth has left the building along with Elvis and the seven dwarfs. Who we once thought we were is no longer viable in this dimension. Our cages have been officially raddled and we can feel the energy coming forth as we breathe. All of us have held a dream in our heart for so long it has become a part of us. We still have not seen that dream birthed no matter how hard we try or pray or let go. The very reason this dream has not been birthed in this time and day is the fact that we are no longer in a place where that dream need to come forth as a physical manifestation. Each dream in our heart is something our soul wanted to achieve while on earth. Each dream once held a key, an answer a heart fulfillment, that was necessary to the divine plan. Much of that has changed and now our hearts and souls seek something new, something else, something magical and divine to fill this noticeable empty spot in our human being.


The problem is that we are not finding what will fill us, what will motivate us, or what will save us, on this dimensional platform. Seems we are stuck in-between trains and the conductor is out to lunch. In this grows a great frustration. we know we are destined to do more, be more, to know more, than a regular human. We have felt the mission/so to speak/ our entire life. now we feel nothing and that is the scariest thing of all. The human soul need a mission, it need to know it is important, it needs to know it is needed on some level. That is how you know we are not virtual or living in a matrix, but driven by an invisible need to fulfill and invisible need. No components in that algorithm.

Right now we drift in outer and inner space not hooked up to anything, like a red balloon that has gotten away from a child. We just float wanting to latch onto an island or two, wanting to land somewhere, but it seems that is not to happen yet. We are learning to let go, to trust, to just be without a so called ‘mission’ for a while. And that is one scary place to be. In the mean time fill your human being with more kindness, more love, and simple joys.

Earth does not keep the same shape on a daily basis she breathes in and out expands and contracts. Because of that spatial expansion and tightening we all float like an island that moves ever so slightly with the changing ocean. We are no longer attached to any outcomes as they have taken flight and now are on their own. we know where we belong but the winds of change are powerful and push us off course into a place we would not chose to pursue on our own. Like a falling acorn, we allow nature to cushion our fall.

Dimensional riff is not a place for scaredy cats. Stargates open and close on many levels issuing decrees in an ancient language and sound. Liquid solutions to the earthly heaves and hoes are not to be had at this intersection of time. Learning to float in a sea of debris is ‘a must’. The codes of light you asked for come forth as you trudge thru the summer learning’s.. Like a carpenter bee you will learn to skate the highways and byways of dimensional conversion. This ‘mother of all holograms’ will support the billions of smaller projections within her own body like a salmon before it gives birth upstream.

Just like trying on clothes you will see many different perspectives of your inner and outer self. Imagine your life filled with open doorways and unlimited possibilities. Will you pick a vowel or will you stay as a consonant. Will you fill in the blanks of your hearts desires or will you allow others to paint the pictures of your future. Like one who misinterprets cave paintings every school of thought has many angles. It is the angles them selves that create shadow, it is in the shadows we meet our self’s.

Let the guiding star that lives in you, guide you like the magi. Verification codes of authenticity are revealed in a timeless sequence of serendipitous events. Smiles come to the face of the old ones that know… frowns come to the face of the young ones that think they know. Your faces show the map of worry as lines are crossed creating new constellations and new life roads are explored. We are all under construction. Sometimes a road once traveled ends; sometimes barriers are built for a divine reason.

We will be forced out of our cocoons of safety and protection. We will be asked to journey through places that we never thought we could fit. We will be a mirror reflection for others to see that shift and change and an open heart are all places of safety in the harbor of light. Like cave paintings on the bottom of a corallized sea, only snippets of certainty can be whittled away before the ocean foliage covers it again.

We all walk forward with our hearts in our hands on bended knee with humble thoughts. We, who wear the Codes of Light, do so throughout time, never ceasing to trust what lives in our divine blueprint. We all have been cut from a blessed cloth and sewn into a holy vessel that seeks the seas of earth.