Guardians of the Last Hope
By Gillian MacBeth-Louthan
We all come to an intersection of self and soul, light and dark, gray matter and everything in-between.
August has asked us to walk forward into the dark passageways of time using only the light we hold in our heart. It has wrapped its energies around us like a boa, squeezing us until we say ‘uncle.’ This month has demanded our undivided attention.
Like glass, we have shattered only to be replaced with a solar mirror reflection of what is possible. We have been asked to expand past any perimeters of lack or limitation into a place of undiluted freedom. This month has sent some button pushing master teachers in the form of anyone and anything we have a charged reaction to. It has asked us to bend over touch our cosmic toes and still balance on the high wire of light, all the while juggling our regular life.
The teachings of August have been like a drill sergeant in your face, breaking down all that does not serve one. You cannot run, hide or shield yourself from these learning’s, as they stick to one like a cosmic spider web. August has always been a month of transformation, pushing us into new teachings before the colors change in the autumn. Breathing deeply and continually asking for divine insight and clarity will bring one to edge of their old selves.
Like a fledgling, you can be pushed from the comfy nest or learn to fly on your own. The mechanics of manifestation and creation is being re-defined. The words ‘want and need’ will no longer describe who you are. The words “have, create, deserve, receive” will be where you land.
Humanity is the only species that was made in the Creator’s image holding all the credentials for doing great feats. We are the last Hope of a loving God that sees the future of this blue-green sphere and is dependant upon humanity to move past its self-imposed trials and tribulations. Finally securing its place in the universe. We the people, can never stop believing in better days, in the goodness of mankind, and in universal justice. We can never stop believing in our dreams, for ourselves and those we love.
Darkness feeds on doubt and fear. It wants us to give up and give in to a bleak future with no hope. We are the Guardians of the last Hope, fueled by the Creators belief and faith in us, it is our mission and duty to hold this Light of Hope high for all to see. Let your light shine on what seems like the darkest of days. For one spark of Hope can ignite an entire world. The very word ‘Hope is a #8 vibration’ connecting us endlessly in an upward spiral to the heavenly realms.
As the memory of what was, seems to drift like a dream in the morning, we continue to move quickly down the corridor of time. We are being ushered into time doors that swing both ways. Down hallways that never end, into a place that has not been created yet.
All of us have seen and felt the energy and the trail of chaos it leaves behind. Time is like a wild horse that bucks the 24 hr system and continues to look for a way out of the dimensional corral. Time brushes past us like a gust of wind, not asking our permission to do what it was born to do.
Time has shifted. It has quickened its pace, and all past alignments have shifted as well. Longitudes and latitudes dance to a new beat. Leylines and time markers are off line, sacred geometries are reset. An actual cog in time has been felt as the worlds walk into a new wavelength of Light.
Life pushes us harder into a corner of limited choices or so it seems, but it is us that has painted ourselves into that corner by our limited thinking. We can just as easily paint a way out if we choose.
We still biologically walk to the beat of the old drum when the band plays on in a different octave of time and light. Our perceptions are enhanced and we see in and out of time but are still not sure where to place each thought. Seeing between the worlds is not a place for those weak of purpose.
One must hold tightly to the tight wire as time doors are opened and possibilities present themselves in a new array of colors. The unexpected is to be expected on a daily basis. People do there best to hide what ails them, but actions are louder than any words.
This year of time asks one to get down to the business of picking up the shattered glass and like Alice, going into all facets and fractures of self. The Mayans were the first to use mirrors as a portal of transport to places that could not be seen with the naked eye. The place of mirrors comes to reflect what needs to be seen as one crosses the timelines of multi-verses.
Seeing into the future is not a place for those weak of heart or knee. As one walks through the time doors, many trap doors make themselves know. Mini black holes to other universes and places of parallel time loops, can escort one back and forth creating a dizzying effect. Time doors open and close faster than the blink of an eye. Truth and time are individual, and do not present a singular view or outcome.
The unknowable becomes seen in the halls of time. That which has been emptied now becomes full. Freeing itself from definition, there is nothing to do, there is nothing to let go of, you are simply free to explore all that you are. A shift of realm awakens from a long sleep to escort you into the nexus cornerstone where time and space meet and embrace you.
All limitations are transformed in this expanded version of reality.
Do you have the courage to quantum leap into this fluid point of possibility and swim with the big fish in the sea of the collective dream field? Your vessel of eternal self is being purified for the expanded energies and truths of the upcoming shifts from now to 2012.
You are an instrument of light that is being fine-tuned.