I felt an earthquake last night. On the cusp of Earth Day 4/22/2020, a 3.8 hit at Los Angeles at 12:06 am. There were 6 aftershocks all throughout the rest of the early morning hours. Just before dawn, I did my meditation. This is what I found….
To move the needle and awaken the species, we must first awaken with Gaia. Many of the light workers on the planet today, are doing wonderful work with star beings, ascended masters and the like. This is a rich source of information and support. It will not, however, help humans to shift the paradigm of pain and enslavement that exists in this timeline. In fact, in my meditation, I witnessed many, many, many timelines of the human mental enslavement growing worse and more contracted if left unchecked. The density of the controlling force wavelength, if you will, that is being shared is so prevalent, and so constant, that it is no wonder most people cannot perceive it. It is considered “normal”. It is anything but normal.
I saw that there is indeed a concerted effort upon the energy of Earth to enslave her. But the interesting thing, was that it was not an attempt to enslave the people of earth. We are so conceited, that we believe that this is about human civilization or humanity in general. I can promise you, we are not that important. We are not that evolved that anyone in the Cosmos needs us for our wit, intelligence or technology. We are like the dumb kid in class who is chosen by the smartest bully to do the dirty work for him. No, we are merely the energetic pawns, or the hairlike cilia that transmit information. The enslavement is to try to capture the Earth Herself, like a goddess chained upon the rocks waiting for the vultures to swoop in and pick her apart.
I cannot say what Dark Lords are seeking Her body. I do feel that it is not human in origin, yet has used the foibles and weakness of mankind for its own pleasure. And because humans are still children, we have been quick to please the Master for a few earthly delights that make the enslavement seem more palatable. A bigger cell, a softer bed, shiny objects to be dazzled by.
I saw a very heavy pain layer that has been growing thicker over our timelines and has grown much stronger recently. It was invited in of course. The Earth herself is the prize. Humans are merely an efficient way to subjugate her, shovelful by shovelful, mouthful by ever more greedy mouthful.
The dark call comes in though the airwaves, and though the energetic pathways of Light that have become manipulated and controlled by those who hold the levers. We, the rest of humanity, were not consulted, but we, by our choosing to engage, have all opted in.
After sifting through many dark and dense layers of awful history and fear, a way through was shown to me. A way to create another future. A way for those who are seeking the breakthrough to be able to shift the trajectory that we find ourselves upon. We cannot do it alone as humans, and yet the otherworldly beings are not able to intervene. The way to shake off the oppressors, is by awakening with Gaia herself.
The moment I saw this, I felt myself moving through the dark, heavy fear layers, and instantly saw a lightening of the load. A sharing that was made so strong, so deep and so powerful, that the mountains themselves stood up, ready to engage. It was as if they were living beings, with ridges upon their backs, heavy heads and deep set eyes, who rose up and turned towards the efforts of love.
Gaia is alive. She is not a metaphor or as story, She is not a myth or an archetype. She is a force to be reckoned with and is here, weakened by her slumbers and left alone for centuries to turn fitfully in her dreams. We, the races of human, have abandoned Her for shiny baubles, glittering in hard light, held out to us on the heavy chains of our own enslavement. Held by outside forces who wish to rob Her from Her bed. Those who have the patience of not being In the paradigm of “time” and can wait, one human at a time for Her to become no longer complete in Her own power. If she becomes weakened enough, there will be no tide to turn back to. She will be evaporated, and turned into dust as surely as Fomalhaut b may be.
The People of the First Nations are the ones who have held the keys for Awakening. They too were forced into forgetful sleep as much as anyone else, yet their stories of Her power and visions of Her strength were seeded early on. We have to remember Her. We are OF Her. We are made from Her, and She needs us to engage with Her, united on our purpose. When we let Her juices flow into our bodies, She then forms Herself into living flesh that has real power. This is the combined power that we, the awakening species wield. It is Her force, not our force. It is Her aliveness, not our own, that we harness for her.
She is eternal in some ways, compared to us, yet even She can be extinguished. I cannot say when the power grab war over earth was begun, or when we humans consciously joined the fray. I do feel that the struggle is long in human terms. It is more recent in terms of our helpful, exponential development of the weapons needed to destroy Her and ourselves. We have evolved this with outside help and encouragement, to be sure.
The Elders had it right. Walk softly upon the land and to know that no one can own Her. That we are Her children and caretakers, and as much a part of Her as She is of us. That Her hair is our water, that Her soil is our bread. How we have come to think of Earth is all wrong. We see Her as a rock hurtling through space, covered in a fine layer of living things that were seeded here by other worlds, or that arose from a combustion of materials in a greenhouse over time. While those things may have also happened, I get the sensation that we were created with Her as our Mother and guide. She created Her children to live with Her and to help Her consciousness grow. She is alive in ways we cannot fathom.
The moment I felt and saw all of these things, an incredible wave of energy began to move throughout my being. Something that I have never felt before, but was so intimate, so aware and aligned with who I already am, that I felt no fear in allowing it to form within. There was an ancient, ancestral feel to it, and a sense that it has always been, but that I had needed to grow to a certain form to be available to invite and host Her in this particular way. That all the ceremony and prayers, all the sweat and tears had led to this moment of cracking open like an egg to experience the Light as shining through it all. I saw beings emerging from glowing egg cases, like pods for inter-dimensional travel, or like richly luminous auric fields. Brilliant golden-white. Tall, light colored beings emerging from within. I do not know who they are, but they were like messengers of light, and are more evolved versions of ourselves.
I felt great waves of pleasure rise up within my body, that was also not my body. My body was seated in meditation, yet I couldn’t really feel that part of me. I was aware of a much deeper tremble and of a velvety void of infinite awareness. Then when my body felt so full that it might actually pop, She began to move in undulating waves, rolling joints, moving my spine and neck, smiling upon my face in deep sensuous pleasure at being awakened into form. She felt such pleasure at the silky touch of the sheets and the forms of matter. She was experiencing Herself awakening through me as Her sensory device, and the union was unlike any I have ever enjoined.
I envisioned masses of humans who had been previously crying out to the stars and other planets for help, now shift their gaze in amazement to the very star that we are already on. SHE is what we need to connect to, not some other force waiting somewhere out there. There is no one “out there” to save us. It is here right now, right here beneath our feet and within our cells. In this union, with humans and light beings around the globe, as we encircle Her and merge within Her field with our intention, prayers and love, She will begin to move upon the face of Her own waters. She is the power source, the catalyst and engine, the battery and the force that lifts the heavy layers of pain and control, and shakes them from Her skies. We, those who work within Her field, will all grow brilliant, filled with light, and feel the renewal flowing in our veins.
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Waves of this incredible healing vitality flowered in my entire physical body, shared with my blood, and central nervous system, my bones and fluids, my electrical system and organs. I asked to be renewed in Her body, and am reminded that so long ago, the voices of the Divine Feminine were silenced, poured instead into the the body of the Divine Male. The power shifted to the masculine energy of dictators and control, subjugation and hierarchy. We were trained to eat of the body of the male, and to forgo the earthly pleasures of the feminine, which the rulers had deemed ‘impure” and “sinful, shameful”. We were shamed for being who we are and were forced to become weakened versions of Divinity. We were forced out of Eden to be sure. This was the beginning of the War, which is why this creation story has persisted, in many forms over time. And why the nexus of this story has been swathed in heavy layers of density, opaque and hard to decipher.
As we remake ourselves instead in Her image, we bring with us all the delicious men who are also of Her body, Her lovers. We must expand from a place of delight, not from fears or from anger, but by embracing the infinite power of this beloved goddess Gaia who flows within us all. She is my Mother and she is also ME. I saw that I have always been a daughter of Earth, as I am also an Earth Mother as well.
The shift will come from aligning with Her as an awakened Goddess, By choosing to feel Her within as a sensuous pleasure that is delighted with feeling alive. Anything less than this sensation is not enough to fully embody Her, but it is the beginning of summoning the courage to do so, Becoming fully delightfully alive and aligned with Her energy is a deep honor, and yet is also your birthright. It is what you were born from and for. You are made to house Her, because you are made of Her body.
What we think we know of Gods and Goddesses is all wrong. It is a cardboard cut-out of a murky silhouette that we imagined we could see. It is not the depth and fulsomeness of Her. Gaia is alive and is being captured by those who would seek to enslave Her. Humans are the mechanics that have been turned against Her, literally to the point of exploding Her body, and poisoning Her shores. All of life as we know it is Her life, and each one that is extinguished brings more darkness to the fore. Each one that is brightened, illuminates us all.
It is time to create new rituals of renewal, new emergence of states of beauty and joy. This is the fuel for the revolution. It is not a bumper sticker. It is not frail or feeble. It is the creative force of the Universe that we have been pretending to understand. We are merely playing around at the edges, imagining ourselves as unworthy to be called Divine. If you could but sit within the field of Her power, you would fall to your knees in humbleness and delight.
You have as of yet, no conceptual idea of just how powerful this truly is. None of us did. We weren’t supposed to. But as She Herself awakens and calls out to you to draw within, you will know. She will paint or sing or dance through you, in the channels that are most open for her entry. She will fill the minds of the meditators who shift their inner eye to her light. She is beckoning us to join Her as we are all asked to go within.
Be present to this time of shifting from the outside world to rest within in silence. This has been orchestrated for your Awakening. Choose to use it wisely. Grow is grace, The time of Gaia is upon you.
Sat Nam.
– Kristen Eykel MHt.
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