IAmAnAngel

So, I've been guided to this message, and want to share it below. We all have different comprehensions of understanding our world and especially our spiritual world. Some use The Book, some use the Tao path, some use the arts, others the yoga or science. Our emotional/spiritual understanding is dependent on our spacial understanding/the logic. And so the context of this call, might not fit your spacial understanding, but I hope it touches your emotional/spiritual - maybe I'll call it your infinite understanding... yes that is the word. I hope it touches your infinite understanding. It has a beautifully simple message. I found the call via a photo series that I absolutely loved; it 'devoured me' - but reversed. I guess I devoured it? Or it nurished me...? Oh, words... ;) Here are the images for you to share:  A Portal of Galactic Activation And here is The Mythic Call, maybe it speaks to you too.  Love and light - and life! / Mi (Edit: I just found the original

So, funny thing just happened. I was feeling a little 'mindful' - as in overly in my head, that is - so I decided to go in and write in one of the gratitude threads. I wrote three things, abstract and general that I am grateful for (form, time and all the love shaped by it). But then also wanted to touch on the feelings I had, behind my busy mind: "Also, I am grateful for nerves I feel right now about new opportunities, and for the advice I received yesterday (today?) to remember to practice not knowing the outcome... (It's just like me to study every text I can find on, in this case contantious animal diseases, to figure out the statistical probability that this might be dangerious to me or my family.... Letting go. It's not on the red-alert list. Letting go. Haha; "I will dissolve the bacteria with my light!" No, I wont, that was a joke. I will maintain proper hygien protocols, and leave it at that, is what I'll do.)" And then it daw

So, warrior. That world has such magic, such nobility. It is the word of a fearless, skilled soul prepared to fend 'til the end for their cause. And the cause, as my heart hears the word 'warrior', is always just. There is fire, there is muscle, there is stealth, and steady confrontation. And when I 'warred' I felt divine, I felt invincible, I felt well, like I would earn my place in heaven - eventhough I believed in no such thing ;) - by fighting the just fight. I also felt like a fraud. My warrior was a costume, I wanted to be someone fearless. But I had to go into 'crazy space' to be that. The space where I got fearlessness was one of rage and vengeance and loss and humiliation. It worked. But I felt dirty. There was no nobility in that fury. I laid others victim to the same condescending brute force, that I had myself been anihilated by in my infancy. Triumphs were all ego, no glory. And when the quest became complicated and the path was no

It is really interesting how writing about something can make things I already thought I understood, stand suddenly crystal clear. Earlier this evening, I posted to my other half - who ever he is here on Planet Earth - on my go-to forum, an experience with the bottomline: 'I got the card The Lovers, it's true - we're about to meet now...' It's so juvenile, I know, but I love my humanity and all it's little twists and turns when the dress don't fit. (Ok, I just put all of those words together for fun, English Language, please pardon me for toying with your dignity. Love and Light, always!) But when I was done writing, I had a clear set of instructions and a clear set of questions to explore. I intend to do this for a few days. The New Moon is next weekend, and that would be the time to direct my attention outwards, acording to my instructions :). To start off, here is my post: "Drew three cards yesterday, with a general 'What am I to do at