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PART IV: The Golden Cord
During that timeless instant
That endured forever,
Heralding the onset of separation,
You, as an Angel, emitted
A stream of Golden Light,
A holographic projection
Of Yourself,
Downward, earthward,
A Golden Beam of Star
Stretching all the way into matter.
This was how your descended so far.
A tiny star seed embedded itself
Into the density of Earth,
Sent by shaft of Golden Star.
This seed was the only part of you
Which needed to descend so far.
Above in the starry Heavens,
Stood a huge Golden Angel
Watching over you.
This Angel is truly you,
Only you have long forgotten
That the part of you who incarnated
Was but a tiny fragment
Of the vastness of your Higher Self.
At this moment of the starseeding
Of planet Earth by the Angels,
There was experienced a sensation
Of splitting apart, of division,
Though, in truth, no separation
Ever took place.
The Golden Beam which brought you here
Has constantly remained in position,
A Golden Cord always connecting
You to your Golden, Solar Angel
From whence you were birthed,
To which you shall return,
That who you truly are.
This Golden Cord is really a ray
Of shining Golden Star,
Yes, the Star that we truly are!
See, my beloved ones,
That although we have long perceived
Ourselves to be far from Home,
We were never alone,
Or separate or lost.
We never left the arms of God.
We are Home right now.
This long Golden Cord
Has ever served us
As our link between
Spirit and matter,
Heaven and Earth.
Throughout your cycle of endless embodiments
This Golden Cord has remained intact,
Always connecting the earthly you
To your fully empowered Angelic Self.
Although you have often perceived
Your Golden Angel as being
Outside of you, separate from you,
As a Guardian Angel, perhaps.
This Celestial Guardian has guided you,
Ever protected and inspired you,
Enfolded you in all encompassing Love,
Understood you even more
Than you have understood yourself,
And judged you not!
PART V: The Call
Now the call has sounded once again
Inspiring us to rise up and reawaken,
To shake off the shards of sleep
And remember what we once knew.
The Angels, those shining Golden Ones
Who have watched over us so patiently
Since the birth of time in dawn’s creation,
Call out to us with resonating Angelic song
To receive them, to acknowledge their Presence,
And to bring them inside ourselves
Into the full Light of conscious embodiment.
For to make the transition
From third dimension to fourth,
Fifth and ever beyond,
Climbing up the Golden Stairway,
Retracing our footprints back Home,
We must lift ourselves above duality,
We must balance and unite the opposites,
Melding the polarities back into the One.
Thus your Angel Calls out to you
To enter into your physical vehicle,
Anchoring down into your toes,
To surrender your identification
With your clamorous little self.
The ego which served you so well,
By bringing you to this door,
Serves you no more.
Now is the time to allow
The Divine to be your guide.
Never, ever before
Throughout the shifting sands
Of histories tides’ rising and falling,
Have the Angels been free to incarnate
Into the Earthly frequencies,
Anchoring themselves
Into the root of matter.
Now this is finally possible
For you have done your work here well,
Dear Servers of Divine Destiny,
By transmuting the density
Into ever higher octaves
Of accelerated vibrations of Light
You have hereby entered upon
The accelerated path homeward.
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