I am here and there is no turning back. I have set off along a path that feels like it is mine and mine alone. I came here because it felt like the right thing to do. Listening to the call of the wild fire within me that seeks reconnection to the higher part of me. I was worried that I would leave so many loved ones behind. That I would leap too fast or too far that they couldn’t keep up. And in a sense, that’s exactly what has happened. I have elevated to a plane that feels only the rhythm of Spirit connected to all things, but as I look around it is as if I have become invisible to those whose personal connections I tried so fervently to preserve. They cannot see me now, cannot hear or feel what is crystallising in my evolving senses.
It feels like a death of sorts. Layer upon layer of entrenched personality being peeled away and discarded as the new and truer part of me tries to emerge. On a sunny day such as this one I feel the presence of my myriad parts come into sweet and divine harmony. But on the days when the heavy rain is lashing against the window panes, I feel completely and utterly abandoned. This is not a path for the faint of heart. There is a rebuilding happening, a reorganisation, a realigning of self. Anchoring God into the physical, an emodiment of the divine frequency of Love.
In my visions I am going back in time, back to the beginning of things, back to the birth of all Life. First there was the Breath, the emanation of Spirit from the pure consciousness of Source. Then breath condensed into Water; the albuminous feminine principle providing the mechanism for divine incarnation. Earth came next, to serve as the crucible for incubation. We all go through this process – the inception of an idea, fertilisation and rumination before the idea can become reality. But up until now there has been an element lacking. A primordial element that allows the manifestation to come alive, take flight, evolve and mutate, expanding into the realms of impossibility.
Gaia herself has called back this element, signalled to Source that the time has come. From the centre of the galaxy it comes – a roaring, flaming, torrent of Fire, the mighty torch of the Firebird. It scorches a path through every astrological house of the gods, flowing along the nodes of our incarnated paths, revealing the hidden codes within and feeding a tornado of unavoidable change. The time is now, for mankind to forget all that has come before, all that was, and all we were told it would be. Drop the personalities and traits of your past, the costumes you donned to protect yourself from harm. We are invited to choose a future in which we are all connected as one.
I feel like a madman. My heart ablaze with a beam of light, a direct portal to Source guarded by the Firebird itself. The shock of it will be too great for some, too much transfiguration for the ego to accept or comprehend. But this is what we must do; follow the trail of the Firebird. Follow the embers in her wake. If you are here at this time, then remember that you chose to be. You knew you’d be needed. You have what it takes. You just haven’t noticed the torch in your hands. The history of Life etched deep into your DNA.
In the beginning there was the Breath, then came the divine consciousness of Water, held by the crucible of Earth. Now I feel them all coming together, ignited by the flame within. It is the same for us all – look deep into the flickering of the flame and see the glimpses of what is to come; alchemical transformation in our physical form.
In the beginning there was the Breath, and now there is You. An emanation of the Divine. A culmination of the Crystalline. The Unity of the One inside the All.
Take flight my beautiful Firebird, and set us all free.