Dance Journey ~ The Earth’s Forgotten Glory

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I dance to the beat of the drum and I step into the vision. I am standing on a large golden disc with symbols all over it. I see the Earth below, it is completely barren. I reach up to the sky and I draw down white liquid light as life force. I am filled with the light and enclosed in an orb. I begin faceting the orb by smashing my feet into the disc below me to break off fragments. When the orb is completely faceted it shines even more radiantly. I step onto the Earth and I hit the ground hard with my feet, breaking the ground open beneath me. I strike the ground over and over with my feet, cracking the Earth open until it opens deep into the ground. I allow the white liquid life force to flow through me and into the Earth pouring down into the cracks and forming mycelium like roots. As I beat the ground beneath my feet and crack open the Earth I awaken the Earth spirits.

They rise up from the ground in a line, facing me, angry at my attack on the Earth. They are baked from clay, ochre coloured bodies and white faces. I extend my energy towards them to let them see that I am here to heal, not damage the Earth. They recieve my energy as white liquid light and then they turn to face the other angered spirits of the earth. I see the Water spirits rise up and communicate with the Earth spirits then they receive the healing light and turn. Waves and waves of these spirits rise then receive and turn until there are thousands of lines of spirits in front of me infused with the life force light. We continue in this way with me beating the Earth with my feet and them passing the light forwards line by line. The cracking of the Earth sounds like thunder and as we build the energy together there is an electric charge building also. A storm is coming. Rain starts to fall and the droplets create ripples across the energy of the orbs, now around each spirit of the Earth. The ripples collide into each other and create a crossing pattern, the weaving of the energy is strengthened by the ripples moving like sound across the entire Earth.

When the entire Earth is covered by the lines of spirits wrapped in light orbs slowly faceting. I breathe in the light, charge up my body and all of the orbs with Earth spirits allow the energy to move through them into the Earth like roots then I let the energy out with a breath and branches grow from the top of the energy orbs. All of the other orbs grow branches too. They bloom with soft pink blossoms. A beautiful white light forest covers the Earth. My tree is over all the others like a great canopy of protection. I breathe and build the energy until it rises and all of the trees grow until the blooming branches of my canopy stretch into the cool reaches of space. Many stars shine above us and many stars fall down as gifts for the Earth. Diamonds falling into the open blooms. The petals of the flowers close tightly around the diamonds and a sacred fruit is formed. Red shiny apples fall to the ground beneath the trees.

I release the building energy and I relax back into the tree then step out of the tree into the forest. There the floor of the forest is covered in red apples. I pick one up to take a bite and the sweet fruit electrifies my mind with sight and my body is charged with a current that connects the air around me. Hexagonal fractals branch out from me with each bite. Building reconnection with the All. I see the other Earth spirits step out from their trees begin to bite into the apples and connect with me and the All. Then everything begins to grow. The moss covers the ground, the mushrooms emerge, flowers bloom. I try a leaf from the tree. I place it on my tongue and the script rolls down my body like parchment. Written word rolling over me infusing into me. Knowledge being received.

I walk from the forest and I see the gaps in the Earth where I had broken it open are filled with crystal formations. The wise crystalline beings step forth, they begin to raise mountains and carve beaches and lakes. I sit beside the beach of sand and stone and I weep tears of joy to see life return in such abundance. The ocean is filled with my salty tears and waves come rolling in and crash on the shore. I am at peace as the Earth is regenerated to its forgotten glory.

The Shadows we have spawned

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The Earth was a biological plane of existence. Plants, animals, minerals and elements lived here. Until we came. We were high dimensional beings who wanted to know what it was to live in form. Light, living and breathing in an organic body. The Earth was too dense for us to live as light in our energy bodies so we devolved into matter. Our high frequency light vibration slowing to become solid as skin, bones, and blood. Our energy stilling as senses, of taste, touch, smell, sight and hearing.

We were welcomed and held by the Earth, her soft soil caressing the souls of our feet and it was magnificent. But there was a price to pay for this huge intrusion into her Earthly realm. As we descended into form much of our light was ejected. As in our human form we have limited capacity vessels. It drifted from us as energy and became distorted in an attempt to create balance in this realm of duality where there is day and night, life and death. This other part of us became shadow as we were light.

And so our shadow formed personality as we did. It formed ideas and had endeavours. However, we were of the light and so we could create, our shadow could only take creation and invert it. And that is the way it has gone on for eons. As we were held both, by the Earth, our mother the one who gifted us our bodies of bone and blood, microbes and flora. And by our Father the Source, creator of all, infinite being of light. Our shadowy siblings clung to the night, siphoning off energy from our creations and etching out parcels of space in dead matter of other creatures bodies and pieces of land that had been corrupted.

As we were free to connect with light and source energy, to endlessly create and be inspired our shadows were always fed. As we elevated ourselves again reaching back to higher realms of enlightenment and refining our earthly vessels to hold ever more light. The shadow festered, becoming insatiable. The higher our light the lower the depravity of the shadow.

And now here we are, at this time of remembering. Where we have brought ourselves to the edge of evolution. The human species, an amalgamation of the earth and the heavens. Having to acknowledge the shadow is a spawn of our light and our desire to learn and grow. The shadow that has hunted us and been the impetus for our re union with divinity. We can only reach our full capacity now by swallowing this shadow, ingesting all of the horror and decay. Feeling the memories merge into our strands of DNA. Having the will to live through it all, remain in this body, infuse ourselves with solar light to burn away all of the detritus. And finally become whole again. Standing fully in our divine right as sovereign beings and as children of the Earth.

This transition is part of a much grander scheme to elevate the Earth into her magnificence as she swallows and transforms the shadows that she has spawned through her cycle of devolution and is being re graced into the starry heavens where she belongs with her brothers and sisters of the light.

Sight beyond sight

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Through ecstatic dance I move through the beat into a trance and I vision myself walking into the dark ocean, moonlit and foamy. I hear the soft wash of the current moving on the sand and I walk ever deeper into the sea until I am encompassed by the ocean herself

I stand bare under the moonlight and I wear the sea as my flowing gown. I lay my hands upon the ocean surface, cool and sleek like silk, the foam creating white high lights under the glorious full moon. I embrace the feeling of oneness and I drink in the cool water beneath me and white light of the moon and stars above

I look deeper, I part the sea, step down under until I reach the sea bed. Rich grains of sand that carry the memories of the world they once belonged to, shimmering under the sun

I dip through the sand absorbing the texture of centuries of broken down sea shells and fossils. Under the sand I find a fresh water ocean, a small private lagoon for me. I am swallowed into the purest water I have ever witnessed. I allow this pure energy to permeate my very being

I emerge from the ocean’s womb and step into the desert. Hot and intoxicating rays beat down on me and I am in bliss. I dance with my sisters kicking up the sand. We enliven ourselves to deep tribal beats that have moved us for eons. We move beyond what we know as earthly beings and we become holy

Above us is the Sphinx newly carved and painted we are reverent, awed and entranced in its power. We dance, unashamedly, raw and we awaken to deeper realities of who we are, moving through time we are connected in our ecstasy. Pure love and joy flows through our veins, we sweat we shriek and we pulsate to the base of the drums

I see a hieroglyph of a snake goddess and I follow her into a tomb underneath the desert. The black snake uncoils from around the shoulders of the snake goddess and begins to coil herself around me. I am hypnotised by the rhythmic movement and encircled by her power until my skin become scales

I am venom, I am stealth I hold secrets so deep they will never be unravelled. The snake goddess gives me sight beyond sight, beyond time. All of the senses are woken