Beloved Star of Worlds,

I see the Solar Disc, of etched platinum and gold an ancient star of the people landing and altering the ways that have been; bringing the older way, that is yet a beginning. A higher dimensional ground, an inter-galactic and ascended earth ever more woven underfoot. 

This is the Sun Disc of the Reindeer People

It is the Golden Wheel

The Sun Disc holds the codes of the New Sun

The White Reindeer Path

The Sun Disc was once physical, wrought of golds of earth by the Reindeer People when they received the prophecy of the seventh Sun. They set about forming it of the purest golds, as shown by the earth. But this was never its main intention, to become physical. It was first wrought in the etheric by the Elven during the earliest starlight ages of earth, as a record of the Great Ages of Starlight, of the Sun. This is the record of the times when the Sun becomes a Diamond Sun, and was fore-seen and known, tuned into when these...

In the galactic Moons of the Silver Wheel, this is the Emerald Moon, the teaching of the trees, the groves, the forest. This is the emerald wisdom of the Guardian, Elder heart, and our shift into higher, cosmic purpose and destiny. Overlit by the beautiful Star Elders of Cassiopeia. Blessings on your Emerald Moon, may you shine in your highest, farthest Light for all worlds

In the firelight, one world becoming another

Beloved Star of Worlds,

The People came here to roam in the Light. This is why they are the Reindeer People. They are not made to belong to the material universe, to anchor into this

They are made to roam the Light and the cosmic frequencies of the Dawn

The Dawn is the ever-arriving Source codes of existence, that underlie everything else. All else is the solidification of Light. Once it has solidified, it no longer exists. This is its diminishment, this is its falling away. 

The People honoured this process, and understood that once the Light fulfils itself into the dimension of materiality, this is the time to let it go.

This is when it is gifted forth and surrendered

IT is not claimed and held onto

The solidification of Light causes a separation, and calls them away from the Home they truly reside within, which is the Light Paths of Creation, the flowing and ever-changing Light Ways that span heaven and earth

To claim...

Beloved Star of Dawn, I’ve been so touched by the responses to my recent Elven Rock Star post. I had no idea that I would be met by your beautiful starlight heart and response in this way ~ I have felt it, truly felt it, a thousand times over. While a part of me wanted to fold away butterfly wings forever afterwards, overwhelmed by my own openness, I also have felt this dialogue, a deeper connection, like a living flame, opening up within ~ a longing to speak with you! 

The thousand fiery butterflies of remembrance can seem so elusive ~ so powerfully present one moment, and vanished the next. Yet the magnetic of our longing, our heart, our passion never diminishes or disappears. On the inner plane these last years, my quest has been the coming together of these powers of soul. How does this passionate love that is worldly and wild and human, link with the far and otherworldly love, the far reaches of remembrance? Some of my favourite music ~ some days Enya, some...

Beloved Star of Dawn,

Fire lilac of the ancient and far citadels arising, as the new palest gold of immortal starlight frequencies flowed through in the sunlight, through the Ostara 21.3.21 ~ Easter 4.4.21 Stargate 

New realms of the Immortal Starlight Earth are appearing, those to which we are Gatekeeper, and there is a pause following the stargate, as the beam of the new sun travels far, and farther than before, awakening myriad Starlight Temples with flashes of gold light, lifting the veils of density and altering the field of possibility, shifting the parameters of that which we create/dream in a process of unveiling

Lilac domains, archways, azure waterfalls of crystalline existence

And the old weight of rock, the old inertia of the sleeping ones, the long dormancy and slumber, lifting still further

The weight is felt, the suspension, the pause and pull of the stillness, the question of whether to go forward, of whether such density can...

Happy Easter Beloved Star of Worlds, herein are words that came through this morn, as I wrote 'Golden Wheel'... that is arriving at this time, day by day! A powerful day to access your dreaming, the arriving Self. With Great Love, Elen