Activating Soul’s Highest Truth

This is something in an entirely new format for me to share.

I have been told that the sharing of activations is going to be a part of my role here, but it took a “nudge” from Archangel Michael today to get me behind the camera recording one.

It’s not that I was unwilling; more waiting for clarity around the right timing.

Well, it seems that today is aligned with Divine perfect timing.

How could it be more fitting?

At a time when all the veils and masks are being removed, I am stepping into more of my authentic Self and greater visibility in my Truth; and simultaneously sharing an activation which supports you in coming into greater alignment with Wholeness and your Soul’s Highest Truth.

I hope you enjoy.

 

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I AM the Sacred Heart

The silence has a

depth to it; a quality of

Being. This silence is not the

absence of sound. It’s not the

lack or absence of anything –

 

it’s pure, unadulterated

Presence.

 

The pure, unadulterated

presence I feel centered in my

heartspace; coming into

alignment with something

greater than self; breathing

that spaciousness into

my heart-center; slowing

down my breath; consciously

harmonizing with the

heartbeat of the Universe;

communing with the stars and

skies, the molten core of

the Earth and the

deepest reaches of my own

Being; connected to the

entirety of the Universe through

this moment of presence – that is

a moment in time and a moment

out of time, simultaneously, all at

the same time.
 

It is a moment

beyond time.
 

A moment that transcends all

notions of time, space and

separation; a moment when

things of the world fall

away as I journey into

unfathomable depths, touching

the place at the center of the

Core of Being where my

Infinite Self resides. The

place where I Am You

You Are Me, We Are

One, as everything is

brought into the sacred

heart of Oneness.
 

Here there is no

lack, there is no

separation. There is

only peace.

 

The serenity of

Surrender.

 

Surrender to

this moment.

 

This moment of pure

bliss; the calm which

arises from deep

within; the quietude

which envelops me and

everything around

me; the repose which

fills my body and

energy field as

I come into

resonance

with Oneness.

 

Here,

I touch the

sacred face

of god.

 

It is a moment

of surrender to

the unknown

something which

I can’t quite put

my finger on, find

myself unable to

give a name,

but Know to be

infinitely more

expansive than

anything

I’ve hitherto

known.

 

It’s a moment of

surrender to

Oneness.

 

The Oneness

that lies beyond

concepts of time,

space, separation.

 

The Oneness that

lies beyond the

concept of self.

 

In this moment

of Surrender, I

open myself up

to be the physical

embodiment of

this Infinite nature;

this unnamed

expansiveness; this

immeasurable

unlimited

something

more.

 

It is a moment when,

coming face to face with my

Infinite Self; coming into

the presence of who I

Am beyond the notions

of limitation, I ricochet off

the eternal depths of my

Being; carrying that

Vastness, that limitlessness,

that immutable god-nature

back with me to be expressed

in my physical body as

I walk in the world.

 

It is a moment when, coming

into the felt-presence of god, I

see reflected back at me my

own exquisite god-nature.

 

Know myself One.

  

One with the Universe.

One with All That Is.

A moment when I AM

embodied Presence; my body a

portal for the Infinite nature of the

Universe to be felt, remembered –

Known – here on Earth.

 

It is a moment of

Transfiguration.

 

It transfigures Me.

 

It transfigures the World.

  

 Image courtesy of realworkhard.

A Prayer for Lightworkers

A Prayer for Lightworkers

Let’s trail our
Light,
shooting stars across the
sky of eternity 

awakening the
Heart of humanity.

Trail-blazing
pioneers; opening
up new pathways of
Light.

Embodying the
frequency of
Love.
 

Opening up
the Sacred
Heart space.

Living in the
realms of
Infinite possibility,

sharing our
Light
with the world.

Image credit: cocoparisienne

“YES”

Eyes of the Soul

wide open,

 

throwing

caution

to the wind

 

trusting in

the Universe to

hold her; support

her, every step of

the way,

 

she says “Yes.”

 
“Yes” to her

Soul.

 

“Yes” to her

longing.

 

“Yes” to

the whispers that

spring up from ancient

depths, imploring her

to Trust Herself, to Trust

her Heart’s guidance.

 

In her full-

bodied “Yes,” she casts

off the oars, surrenders

to the sacredness of

each moment; sets herself

free from all that has been

weighing her down, anchoring

her in roles she no

longer feels resonance with.

 

And in this moment of

conviction and courage, she

opens up to the

limitlessness of her own

potential.

 

She opens up to

her Soul’s desires.

 

She opens up to

the embodiment of

Her Truth.

 

She opens up to

the life

aligned with

Source

 

that she

came here

already choosing

to live.

 

Image courtesy of Aktim.

We are each Each Other; We are each of us One.

We are each Each Other; We are each of us One. A poem about unity and Oneness by Julia Greef.

 

I am in You and

You are in Me, each of us

expressions of the

Vast Infinite Consciousness

that suffuses – that Is – All.

 

Image courtesy of geralt.

The Landing-Place

 

“Life is a journey,” I said.

 

“Life is this moment,”

my Higher Self answered:

 

This moment – fully

embraced – is journey’s

end and journey’s

beginning;

 

the point

of departure is

the destination.

 

Image courtesy of Unsplash.

 

Inhabiting My Repleteness

A poem celebrating the repleteness that we are in each and every moment.
Image courtesy of Skitterphoto.

 

Today I am replete.

 

A regular Sunday. No distinguishing features.

 

My body is tired. The sky bleak. The road in

front of my house a darker grey where the

rain is yet to evaporate.

 

I am at home.

Just me and my cat. Him

asleep in a different room.

 

Alone in the quiet and

stillness of my kitchen with its

high-ceiling and patchy walls,

I am replete.

 

There is the warmth of the

kerosene stove at my back, the

solid weight of my mug glazed

the dark blue-black of night filled

with hojicha in my hand.

 

My back to the washing

machine, I see before me

two tall vases of flowers. The

yellow lilies I bought in celebration

of spring fading now; the two-

tone carnations and purple

heather still holding their

own. Above a picture painted

in rich and beautiful colors by my

friend, an incredible artist.

 

All around and in the air the

sounds of silence: the windows gently

murmuring as the wind rocks

them in their frames, the kettle on

the kerosene stove humming

along, the background undertone of

the fridge.

 

A hint of rain in the air

even now, and the song of

the Universe in my ears.

 

All is still.

 

All is replete with beauty.

 

It seems that – in this moment –

everything is perfect.

 

Perhaps it is.

 

There are lands afar and vistas

of beauty I want to lose myself

in; sacred connection and partnership

I’m eager to experience; dreams

and visions bubbling up to be

born through me.

 

So much that still wants to be expressed.

 

So much still to experience.

 

So much joy, love, beauty,

pleasure, majesty, awe

to encounter anew.

 

And yet…

 

In this moment as I sit, quietly

and fully inhabiting this space

of  deep-seated presence, I’m

Whole and Complete.

 

I feel the pulse of Life

beating in my heart, connecting

me to the awareness of all

that is good in my life. I feel

my connection with something

beyond what can be seen with the

eyes or perceived with the mind – it

fills me with a deep-rooted peace.

 

Connects me to the heart of

Silence and All That Is.

 

 

 

Featured image courtesy of Skitterphoto.

The painting mentioned in the poem courtesy of Rozanne Henry‘s Etsy Store.