Scene One: I am in it! Months of watching friendships die away, certainties vaporize about future plans, and passions that kept the fire going in my belly disappear.
I am not alone. I observe the disassembling of the worlds many have built; anemic now from lack of enthusiasm and care. Some leave households; some leave the skin of themselves that they are most familiar with on the trunk of a tree, like the locust or katydid, not knowing quite what this will mean or bring.
Call it ennui, a malaise, that has descended and put many of us in a holding pattern, waiting for a runway on which to land and feel rooted again. This too may be a wishful fiction.
I myself waver between periods of surrender and periods of combat with it all.
Scene Two: One day a visitation, quite clearly from another dimension, pops through.
I am staring into the face of an ancestral being engaging with me from some imaginal realm. It might be an aboriginal from down under, or a North American plains dweller, or a Salish tribal member from the Pacific Northwest, where I am presently living and feel most attuned.
At any rate, this being looks straight into me and wordlessly imprints the message:
“This is the Time of the Fall-Aways.” (That’s it! That’s what I heard, nothing more.)
Scene Three: An ocean of understanding opens up.
First, I see the great human comedy we live most every day, whose plot varies little. It goes like this.
Something happens in our personal space, or we see a trend, or we compare notes among ourselves on shared feelings or fears, and then we go nuts!
“What’s happening?” we say. “What does it mean?” we say. “What shall we DO?” we say. “We need a strategy, a plan, a vaccine against unexpected change,” we say.
And while we dither about seeking meanings and remedies, those ‘things’ continue to collapse, or change, or drift away, leaving us exhausted from our incessant need to have a say; an impact on our carefully cultured world.
The second and most important realization implied that when ancestral spirits bleed through with bits of wisdom, they speak from the Big Story, like an eagle’s sky-heaven vantage point, rarely thinking through the lens of the Western eye with, ”it’s all happening to ME,” preoccupation.
Big Story names what is; no frills, no speeches, no fabricated stories.
It’s that simple and I find it immensely calming.
What a relief to be in the presence of a quiet sanity, asking questions that are helpful: “Why on earth do you question what is so evidently going on (like fall-away times, for example), and make it more complicated, more contentious, more adversarial?
It is not the real way of things, you know, although Westerners have tried to make it so for oh-so-long in your oh-so-complicated and convoluted history. “We hope for your recovery!”
Scene Four: The visitation changes me.
I decide to join up, letting fall-aways be fall-aways. The only requirements are two:
Adopt the practice of time-taking-and-noticing, naming what is really going on under the floor boards of everyday perceptions/assumptions.
And then… find the cracks where more light, more care, and more laughter can come into and through what is.
Scene Five: A Cue-Clue Card.
If I tell you it is the time of the fall-aways and I suggest you make relationship with it, create a ritual or an art piece, some deep sharing with another to honor this space and your bravery in naming it for what it is head-on, without falling into complexities and drama, would you understand that this is one way we transcend a consciousness of fear and begin to live by the heart’s far superior intelligence?
Scene Six: The Denouement.
“Take heart”, said my messenger, ”It is the Time of the Fall-Aways.” Nothing is to be done. Just support what’s happening. Know that renewal of some kind always shows up.
When? Who knows.
Does the Earth require that we know in order to proceed? No.
Do we need to know in order to proceed? No.
The Ancestral Being smiles. “You just might wake up to the light beings you are, if you keep it this simple.
Belly-of-Light
“It’s the ‘Time of the Fall-Aways’, Have You Noticed?” by Morana Morgaine, February 4, 2015, at http://www.morganamorgaine.com/its-the-time-of-the-fall-aways-have-you-noticed/
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Native wisdom in resonance with Source and Nature. A peaceful multidimensional race as many of the original races enginered on Earth, before our star link was destroyed.
Knowing by oneneness how to flow freely in life, with Heart Intuition. Without holding into turmoil, but shinning though with warming light. Light inside, like a crystaline leaf into the winds of destiny.
Letting go of everything heavy.
Before starting my journey into another realms, dimensional frequency, by what you might call "astral projection" I was having troubles to let go of myself.
It's already hard for me to trust anybody, mostly because of the traumatic experiences most starseeds have to get through in our childhood, as a reminder, mostly involving the earthy family.
The dreadful sensation of being far away from all your beloved Ones, looking for home into the sky, knowing how wrong things actually feel here on Earth.
The urgent need to do "something" without knowing exactly what. Forcing myself, adding up to this sensation of personal failure.
My ego-centric storage over-loaded with trauma. Heart sensitivity, numb, I didn't wanna "feel" anymore. Setting up a lower frequency as a result of my expectation towards reality, because of the actual fear acquired from memories on my earthly experience.
A dead-end made of psychological filters over my light body, like an holographic cell made of illusive fear. Lost inside a lower perception.
One day, struggling against myself, while trying to force my way out of the body, I heard a voice along with this intense buzzing on my ears. My whole light body entered in resonance, surrounded by a swarm of gentle bees.
Having native american dna in my genetic pool, I always feel deeply connected with this inner resonance of wisdom. I was speaking with one of them. A gentle voice in the peaceful canvas of silence.
"Let go of everything heavy, and fly away"
The compassionate key I was looking for, it was inside of me the whole time. I took a deep breath, letting go of everything, knowing it hold a far deeper meaning. Closing my eyes with forgiveness.
I found myself flying inside a majestic nebula in cosmos. It felt like oneness with source, enjoying the inner beauty inside everything. United by love towards all creation, as if it were my own child. I couldn't help but smile always.
It was so beautiful and yet fragile, and infinite.
And then, a subtle voice, I turned around. Her long hair was made of white light, her motherly smile. She asked "Do you remember me?"
I just didn't want leave home ever again, knowing I was gonna have to. Grief on my heart. I fell back inside my body, heavy soul, without an answer for her question.
It was meant to help me as reminder of home, and my light, letting go of every burden.
I was studying medicine at the time, trying to do my best to achieve that "something" I knew it didn't hold any resonance with my being. Trying to achieve something it wasn't necessary for me, nor anybody else. Feeling there was a better way and yet, that by healing the light body all physical illness would heal up too, since it's a reflection of the acquired filters over the molecular configuration, subject to the light projection we call aetheric body, or light body, as a product from the acquired experience through one or many life times.
Divine alquemy, I needed to focus on my inner self in order to heal back all the emotional damage from all the damaged templates, from each life time, since the star link was destroyed, denying our experience "memory" to go back and forth. Not just causing the depression, but our forgetfulness as a race. Even as a starseed, while entering a physical human vessel, we've a experienced this forgetfulness from oneness.
So, by doing so, I was emotionally healing this non-physical bridge, between the etheric and physical body, known as DNA once back, not just mine, but humankind's as well, by resonance.
An event of this scale is something grand. Our success will mean multidimensionality on the most distant border of this massive conscious network. The difficulty is substantial, but our success will mean something even grander. Because this hasn't been achieved before.
Having noticed how my emotional state affects all those around me, without any physical interaction in between. But I was being so distracted by this "system" that I forgot about the main focus, this traumatic experience meaning as a recall to ancient traumatic memories. The karmic feedback it wasn't allowed to flow into Source back then.
Recalling information from Sirius. Memories, and sensations as messages.
I was involved on the ingeniering project of many human races, here on Earth. I was one of those "gods" from Sirius, a highly advanced medical society, involved on this project on Earth, which goes by many names.
A massive project, not just from Sirius of course, but many other stelar houses as well.
This system was trying to me make focus into everybody else but my current self, and I'm here to work over this conjuction of templates. To heal back this specific link.
A few months later I started to drop everything, my career included. Disconnecting myself from all beliefs, all fears and old hurtful patterns. Getting away from old relationship we didn't need. I moved on into a peaceful place with nature. Always reminding those words "Let go of everything heavy"
I knew it was my way. Healing my "self" in a healthful life, in meditation and high resonance. Everything was going light, till I was suddenly thrown into sea of confusion when She entered my life.
A whole new perspective came into play, about those who interfered with our creation. But this makes me heavy with sadness, so I let it go.
Still, this message from Morgana has a beautiful resonance, since I'm going trough a similar situation, especially in this times of healing. Many filters are going down, as toxicity flows away from many, many different identities from different times.