Where the Heavens Meet the Earth, Golden Ray is Birthed

I stand with my feet on the Earth and green glass like crystal stretches out from beneath me. I see that I am standing in an impact crater. The glass-like crystal is tektite. (In Australia, Australite). It opens like a cave beneath me and I see blue glowing light. As I enter the cave, fragments of the tektite start to cover my body like an armour. The blue light is like an electromagnetic field and it begins to draw back all of the lost fragments to the impact site. They gather and connect like liquid. All of the fragments returned, the impact site is like a great crater made of liquid glass. The edges curving up like waves. 


As I stand in the centre of the crater the liquid tektite glass begins to fill my bones and I fill with the blue star light. I begin to hear the voices of the heavenly body that the meteorite has come from. I begin to see all of the impact sites drawing back their fragments to one energy like liquid. I see others being covered in tektite armour, symbols and language covers the armour. There are many of us standing in these craters on earth being filled with the energy of the stars that sent the meteors to earth. I am given the understanding that the stars have given a piece of themselves to the earth. This is where the heavens have met the Earth and are communicating. I understand that is also what many of us living on the earth now have done. Broken off a piece of our greater selves to give to the earth, live with the Earth, love the Earth and become one with the Earth. 


As we stand in the centre of each crater our bones filled with tektite and blue star light, the voices of the heavenly bodies continue to speak. I hear them talking to the trees, the lichen, the stones and fungi. The stars are speaking to them through us. I stand in front of a wattle tree. My bones and skin covered in tektite and now my head crowned with many points of crystal rising up from my skull. I place my hand on the wattle tree and I speak for the stars that have sent part of themselves to the earth, I speak as my higher self. I ask the wattle to open bloom and cover the valleys in the golden ray. Millions of tiny golden round flowers open and I see the flowers each haloed in golden light. This force of energy moving across large pieces of the land and infusing the earth with so much light in a time of winter darkness. The star speaks through me so kindly and lovingly to the trees. The plants are allies of the stars, I now know this to be true.

I stand electrified and charged by the energy moving through me. A great sphere made of light strands surrounds me. Blue and green. Heaven and Earth. The static charge of the electric strands of energy move around me and I see that this generated energy is pulling other stands of energy out of the earth. They are deleted sequences, outdated programs, old timelines, thought forms that are out of alignment, pain that has been released, many emotions are being recycled and cleared in this way. I stand within the sphere and I watch as the deleted sequences of energy, pale and disconnected from each other are drawn into the sphere and alchemised, electrified and re activated into new programmes of peace, compassion, understanding, love, acceptance.
Heaven and Earth joining in each of us to make us into something new. Shining and peaceful. Awakened and alive with life force.

Published by Kilandril

After living as a wanderer for many years in Australia and abroad I have decided to settle in Southern Tasmania. The clean air and snow capped mountains call to me. Here I am able to share my gifts with those seeking truth and connection with their multidimensional selves. My role as Shaman is to walk between the worlds, weaving in and out of dimensions and realities to transform distorted energy. I use the drum beat as a tether to hold me and ground me as I am working to bring alignment to the earth and to the individual. I have a Nordic bloodline. My Grandmother was Norwegian and I have connected to my ancestral knowledge through her. In Norwegian I would be named Noaidi but the Siberian word Shaman is more recognisable and means "One who see's". My spirit journeys are highly visual but I bring all of my senses with me when I step outside of this reality. During a guided shamanic journey I will translate and relay everything I am experiencing as it happens so that you are able to experience it with me. Some more sensitive people are able to feel the energy move as they sit in session with me.

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