A recent message from my guides–for all of us who still hit the bedrock of fear. No matter how much we grow, fear still hides in the nooks and crannies. It must be cleared before we can be fully ourselves.
You are still so afraid
The fear curls in your belly like a child
Head buried beneath the covers.
Where does the fear come from?
What fear is this that curls like snakes behind your eyes,
Ready to blind you if you see or speak?
These snakes are old, old, old
The time of their power has passed
And yet, they live on–
For they mark not time in that place where they reside.
It is up to you, sister of light,
To see when the past is already past
To know when yesterday’s wisdom is no longer truth,
When the closed heart is ready to open.
Your fears are my fears
Together we walk the rainbow of rebirth
We are the light bearers,
Electric with our own daring
And the possibilities of
Our lightened selves.