Energy Update from Beyond the Horoscope

 

Yes, I too have been feeling overwhelmed by the open-portal flabbergast of gamma-ray solar-storm ascension energy. But then I realized that it wasn't me, and I wasn't really going insane. It was simply the invasion of my brain cells by Luciferic reptilian shape-shifters from another galaxy...

Just kidding. But that's how silly it gets when we listen to all the channellers, the conspiracies, and especially the "news," which is the weirdest conspiracy theory of all.

I simply wanted to tell you this: it is You who guides you, not the stars. Just relax, repose in your own beauty. Let the whole world be illuminated by the radiance of your Soul. Don't pay so much attention to what astrologers, politicians, the "news" media or social media tell you. Rest more in the rose-dark splendor of your own heart. Treasure Silence, which no one can sell you, because Silence is free.

And please, don't depend on the "collective." Use your own divine imagination to re-create the world. The "collective" is not as powerful as You are. You may seem to be marching in a crowd of millions "out there," but all that you experience is the nature of your own mind.

You did not evolve through eons of mineral, vegetable, animal and human species just to merge with others, to dissolve in the impersonal, or lose yourself in the One. The universe evolved You to enlighten itself through your tears, your laughter, the tincture of you own taste, the bell of your unique vibration, the nectar of your breath.

The harmony of the whole would not be the same without your personal keynote. Don't erase your individuality and merge with group-think, either in the ashram or the political party. But tap the unbounded brilliance of your heart, which has its own honey, its own fragrance, like no other. Let the color of what you love, the beam of what thrills you, the flavor of what you Are, pour forth into the garden of the world. That is how to manifest. For this garden can't become Paradise without You. It bursts with particular flowers, not species. It blossoms as You and Me. We have our root in one Being, but we are not each other.

Can the ocean realize itself without becoming a drop? Through a drop of You, the whole ocean of Shakti, divine energy, awakens and sings, "I Am." Then the drop falls back into God and becomes the ocean again. But the ocean has become the drop.

When you meditate, you transcend forms and thoughts. Then you sink even deeper. You penetrate the darkness and awaken your Chrystal essence. That is the subtler samadhi: to discover that the formless is not impersonal.

You enter the light beyond darkness, and gaze into the face of Christ. You kiss the hand of Mary Magdalene. You bow to the hem of the Mother's gown. Then these timeless mentors lift you, and embrace you, and call you by the most sacred name: "Friend." For our destiny is beyond oneness: we are playfellows in the Godhead, each a shimmering of the simple light, a facet of the singular jewel, a hologram of the infinite Gaze.

There is absolutely nothing to worry about as long as You are yourself.

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