Wildflowers

I am. I am. I am. We are. We are. We are. We are all One connected beating heart and we run the same blood through our veins as our brothers and sisters. We are so close to each other and yet we are so far apart. As the Hopi predicted, this is a transition time in Humanity. Mother Earth is purging that which is not sustainable. The seismic shifts in our consciousness are like rifts in the earth’s crusts. We are all still made of the same fibers and yet when we look across the chasm where the earth split, it is too far too see the dirt, rock and sand and see that it is the very same stuff. We need to walk across the chasm, we need to use our eyes and see that we are the same stuff, we need to use our ears and listen to our brothers and sisters. We need to make bridges and walk across the chasms to hold hands with our brothers and sisters. The earth is rumbling, rumbling, rumbling as she hears of our discordant behaviors. She is shaking, shaking, shaking like a horse trembling after a big scare. This is the Big Scare. We need to shake off our differences, shake off our rigidities, gain back our noble flexibilities and see that our consciousness is One. We are like a spherical balloon. When one side gets smooshed, the other side receives pressure too. It has been thousands of years of pressure building up and the consequence of this pressure is palpable to all of us. In the 3D the balloon might pop! In the 5D the balloon will recognize its malleability and recognize the boundary between us and them, between form and formless, the dualities will not matter and through the recognition of lack of dualities, the balloon of our consciousness will release the pressure and take on the form of the beating heart that we are. No more boundaries between our hearts. No more barriers. No more fake walls. We are all in this together and we have the opportunity to rise up, up, and up into the heightened awareness of our human consciousness while still here in our beautiful bodies. This is the time to recognize that. This is the time to meld our conscious hearts together and to lift one another up instead of take one another down. This is the time to pull back the earth’s crusts and repair the rifts between us, to cause the rain and the rivers and the wind and the sun to form new mountains, new rivers, new canyons and valleys with wildflowers so unimaginably beautiful that we will weep once they are built, once we have built them, because we remember how strong our hearts are, how strong our spirits are, how connected we are to Mother Earth and how we have neglected our beautiful duty to be her protector and her guardian. We will weep with joy once we see the beauty that we can create, together, once we put down our shields and our weapons and pick up seeds and water and earth. We are only Love.