Guardians of the Last Hope
by Gillian MacBeth-Louthan
We all come to an intersection of self and soul, light and
dark, grey 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. 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.
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