I find the human language hard. I cannot relay appreciation, gratitude, love, respect, caring at the level I experience it. Those words carry a vitality of expression that I am transmitting to you now. I love you. I adore you. I am completely gobsmacked by you. What has happened in the last 7 years is beyond my wildest expectation.
I am frustrated that you may not see the smiles on the angels’ faces, the gophers and deer chatting about you with great enthusiasms, the mountains, the valleys, the rivers resting in your loving care, the Being of the Realms of the Beloved where Love is all there is recognizing you and grateful for you. I deeply profoundly want to thank all of you for the last years. I am linking my end of the year mailout here for it says it all for me.
I will be out of communication now. The wild is calling me. The realms are enticing me. The depth of creation that is opening up now is beyond measure and I wish to be there to tend to it in ways yet unknown to many. Many times I have come here to tend to the fabric of Creation with Others. This time, though the ways ahead will be hard, the territory of the multidimensional realms is restored and restoring. Maybe next time, I can come only to visit and play. That would be lovely.
I know there are many words I say that you do not recognize. A way of existing that, painfully sometimes, is misinterpreted as my being unmanageable or unruly – 🙂 probably all of which is true but not in the way thought. Each of us needs to be faithful to our design. I must be faithful to mine. I have tears streaming down my face because I KNOW this precious species will be all right now. I see it in your eyes. I do not need to go anywhere now. I am home not only in the geopathic area of the planet I am in but also in the realms of reality now rising again that so nourish this planet and has her and her forms flourish.
The prophetics are over the 16th of January. That is as far as my present timeline goes.
Between now and then, I intend to curl up in the beauty of my time with you, tend to the fabric of Creation that I am designed for but had no access to until now – because of you and others who are remembering.
Now the realms are open, they are beckoning me.
This is my greatest appreciation. You who have journeyed on behalf of all life have restored the pathways and access points into the realms of the beloved who existed here in paradise.
May you now find your way to your paths and your access points. They are available now.
Dancing in the magic again,