Beloved Star of Worlds, We are turning to the doorways that we must, there is little time but for the unique pathway beneath our feet, tawny moccasins treading the path, a mosaic of sapphire and moonstone underfoot ~ the visions that are known to you
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There is some becoming that is underway, the New Solar Self of your own I Am radiance
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In the ceremony that has been foretold, and used to lie before you and within you like a dream, there is now no distance, you are moving through its vanishing point, into its reality
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Less and less real does the outer seem, of the reality that does not stem from the Soul ~ it is fading, fragile, and when we make our journeys there, there is the acuteness of unreality, instability. And more than anything, the impossibility of walking within the limits of a dream that we never meant to make our own
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We are returning to the liquid fire of freedom, as the old control is breaking up, a pure and Immortal Starlight White Fire, sof...