Suspended Between Breaths
There is this ephemeral sense that is swirling around of late... and despite its essence of intangiblity, I shall attempt to give voice to the impression it invokes.
To do so means delving a little into the dance that exists between light and dark that we experience in this physical realm.
And so it is... that upon this earthly sphere we exist as fractals of consciousness. Ultimately, we each are a unique expression of Oneness. Soul fragments with earthly amnesia — wandering haphazardly amidst this intense experience of density.
And though, as fractals of consciousness we feel *incomplete* and unwhole, we are, in fact, *In-Complete* connection with Source/Great Spirit at all times.
But we are so fully immersed in the illusion offered in this life experience that we have forgotten our true essence.
And so here we are — stumbling around in this state of vast unconsciousness. Unwittingly peering into our shadows and pondering the endless facets of our Self. All the while, constantly experiencing experience itself: all the infinite hues and variants that exist between light and dark in this mosaic that is “life”.
But here’s the thing:
The expression we know of as the dark has run amok and been so out of balance for far too long.
This imbalance is unable to be tolerated when it creates such immense chaos and disorder to all. Accordingly, it is only a matter of time until all undergoes a correction to reestablish the equilibrium. A rectification to equalise and level out the field once more.
Hence this ascension process we are in the midst of participating in.
The extent of time has been surpassed with how far the scales can tip until things are righted to create a state of harmony between dark and light once more.
And right now everything feels...
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s u s p e n d e d
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As though there is a collective
{ expansive pause } between breaths.
There is a sense of lingering in this state of “inbetweenness” that is dense with the weight of anticipation and the promise of wild hope.
Where our extraordinarily wondrous dreams are frolicking around the outskirts of our consciousness — tantalising in the brilliance of the ideals and possibilities they hold.
And here we wait...
Holding our breath.
/Still.
W a i t i n g . . .
Standing in this interlude
• between time •
• between space •
• between breaths •
Waiting for everything to unfurl before us.
Knowing that come-what-may, the exhale will release a swirling tempest of turbulence as the roar of Truth is unleashed.
And as the Light touches all, balance is restored.
And in the moment where the illusion finally drops — when the gossamer-fine fabric that wafts between our perception of reality and the ethereal beyond finally is freed and unveiled to us... we shall recognise our true Self as belonging to and BEing the luminous infinite ocean of Love.
Because indeed, you never were separate from Source. You never were disconnected from Love.
That is only the illusion that we ventured into when choosing to be bEARTHed here.
For when the ethereal realm of wonder and dreams becomes more substantial than this reality, and the evanescence of fluid energy is unveiled and holds form, you will perceive this Truth:
All the splintered fragments that have appeared to be existing in isolation from All That Is, are, in actuality, intricately woven mosaic pieces that form together in perfect unity.
And the unique piece of the cosmic puzzle that is you?
Why — you fit exquisitely In Complete and divine synchronicity to the cohesive Consciousness.
You are Whole. Existing within the influx of Love.
You are a convergence of pure Light.
With Infinite Love
