The Place of Mirrors

As the memory of what was, seems to drift like a dream in the morning mist, we continue to move quickly down the corridor of time. We are being ushered into light sequences that swing both ways. Down hallways that never end into a place that is not seen by the average Joe. All of humanity has seen and felt the alteration as we walk the trail of confusion, praying it does not turn into a trail of tears

We all scamper like rabbits, our little furry feet going as fast as they can. Not getting anywhere and exhausted by all the effort it took just to get this far, so we seek safety and respite. Time continues to brush past us like a gust of wind, not asking our permission as it continues to extend itself, like a man-o-war jellyfish. Life pushes us into a corner of seemingly limited choices but alas that too is grand illusion, a holographic projection of a possibility, nothing that is fixed in time. Time has shifted as has many land masses, earth continues to let us know she means business. New land is birthed old land is altered as Longitudes and latitudes dance to an primeval beat. Leylines and phase markers are off line. An actual gearwheel in time is felt as the worlds walk into new octaves of Light.

We all still organically walk to the beat of the old drum however worldly perceptions are enhanced and we see in and out of time like an observer, as concealed glitches present themselves like instant replays with a dash of Groundhog Day. Seeing between the worlds is powerful and masterful and demanding. One must hold tightly as time doors are opened and promises present themselves in a new collection of colors. The unexpected becomes predictable.

This summer asks us to delve down the rabbit hole of self and see what our soul is made pushing us into all facets and fractures of self in all longitudes and latitudes of light and life. Mirrors are a portal of transport to places that cannot be seen with the naked eye. The place of mirrors that lives within comes to reveal what needs to be seen, loved and healed. Time doors open and close faster than the blink of an eye. Truth and time are individual, and do not present a singular vow.

That which has appeared emptied now becomes full, freeing itself from past outline and definition. A transferal of realms occurs escorting you into the nexus cornerstone where time and space are encountered. All limitations are transmuted in this expanded version of reality. Do you have the courage to leap open-eyed into this fluid point of possibility? Your vessel of eternal self is being purified for the expanded energies and truths that seek a chalice. Relax into the Shifts, look them in the eye seeing with the wisdom of a thousand guardian angels. See beyond what you see. Each situation has a million outcomes. From this point of wisdom create from your heart.

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