We’ve woken up. We can clearly see our slavery. We bought the story – hook, line and sinker. Did we put up a fight before we were snatched from our sovereignty? I believe so. Elements of the fight are everywhere. There have always been revolutionaries, whistle blowers, and conspiracy theorists. Their language is becoming mainstream. You hear words like “private agenda” and “line their own pockets” on Capitol Hill and on Main Street.
Movements to “access our value” are a growing part of the conversation.
It’s true, we’ve been robbed, if willingly. Yet there is something alarming (IMO) about a monetary value being given to our eternal essence.
We became convinced of the necessity to “earn a living”. Think about those three words. Do they naturally fit? What is “a living”? I submit that each of us reading these words and breathing this air have “a living” going on. End of story. No earning necessary. Lie #1.
We were told that:
Some of us and some of Mother Nature’s stuff have more value than others of us. Lie #2.
There are things we “need” in order to “get” some of that more valuable stuff.
The only decent, honest way to get these things we “need” and this more valuable “stuff” is to “earn a living”. Lie #1.
Systems are in place to regenerate this circle of lies that surround our slavery. Those systems exist to keep less than 1% of us very fat, very happy, and stocked with an eternal supply of bait. Bait to fish. The “more” does not cease, there is never enough. They are fishing for slaves. Any bait will do.
The truth we’ve woken up to informs us of our worth. It shouts at us. We are made of the stuff of Gods. We are priceless.
Does God have a price tag? How much Source can you cash in for $7 million? $7 billion? $7 trillion?
Are you, as a God, willing to contract with the system set up to enslave your body for ANY AMOUNT? What will the terms of a “Contract of Being” look like?
This plan for the enslaved human race is brilliant and has taken many lifetimes to unravel. Any documents introduced to the same players will merely prolong the play and necessitate new strategies. The game will only end when we stop playing.
I have an older brother and sister. I looked up to and wanted to please them. I once gave my brother my allowance in exchange for an IOU he convinced me was just as valuable. I once gave my sister a brand new top in exchange for a worn out t shirt she convinced me was just as valuable. I was the lesser aware partner in these trades. I am suggesting we consider here, are we?
This is not about a few dollars or a piece of clothing – we are talking about our soul. Documents are being prepared that give away representations of portions of our eternal essence. For cash. For the system that was set up to enslave us in the first place.
The system must be changed, yes. We do not need to “earn” anything. We Are. We Are Gods.
The stage we are at now, the one where we are creating documents of value carried by groups of eternal essence embodied, is pivotal. It clarifies our sight. We need nothing to be the Gods that we are.
You certainly don’t need to accommodate a system that keeps you beholden to it. That keeps you coming back for more and more and more. That keeps those fishermen well fed; with plenty of time to come up with new bait. Bait for us.
God’s don’t ask permission. God’s DO what serves them and the whole of creation.
This moment is about releasing the stranglehold this 3D program has on our heart and soul. As we separate and contemplate, what are we really saying?
Remember who you are. Let every action serve your absolute value. This is not held in any contract. This is held only in your heart. You are living light, walking love and God in human form. You are a brilliant force. You are here to create a new way, a new home, one fit for 7 Billion Gods.
You are the One we are waiting for.
Words like “should” and “owe” and “debt” and “obey” are uncomfortable. They rest uneasy on my BEing. Faced now with Freedom, where do they fit?
Guilt is a dress I have worn often, as has my mother and her mother before her. It feels familiar yet it no longer fits. It feels more like a strait jacket – meant to hold me in. I’ve begun to take it off, noticing the awkward, sort of exposed feeling that results. What to do with all these parts – loose and able to move?
As we look around, we notice others like ourselves. Some of us are looking for other strait jackets; even trying them on. Some of us are selling new models of the same dress our grandmothers wore. Some of us are tentatively moving a few of our parts and giggling as the sensation of “free” runs through our bodies. We are whispering to each other, frightened and thrilled all at once. We are not sure how comfortable we are yet – but there is hope.
We can’t take our eyes off of those who’ve left their old dress crumpled in the corner. They appear to be naked; without shame, regret, embarrassment or doubt. They are fierce in their display; almost daring us to look away. We can’t. We want to know what it is they have that looks so good. It didn’t cost any money. It is no different than anything I’ve got. It’s easy to tell without the dress – everything is just out there, free to see and to BE.
All at once Freedom sounds wonderful and terrifying. Life has been spent paying someone to take care of us – to finance things we couldn’t afford and decide for us what needed doing and correcting. We’ve become lazy and comfortable in our mother’s dress. Yet is has cost too much, much too much; not only monetarily – but emotionally, spiritually, mentally and physically with our labor, our signature and/or our pledge.
I’m done with that. I’ve seen the naked ones and they just look so damn happy! I don’t think we came here to be comfortable, wearing our mother’s dress or our father’s shoes. I think we come here naked with good reason – so that the first thing we have to do is pick out our own clothes, or wear nothing at all.
We are here to push the limits that someone before us decided to stay within; to see just how far we can take this human suit. We are born with everything we need.
We are the one’s we’ve been waiting for.
We are not changing so much as becoming. The difference is that in the first, you keep looking back to what was and it slows you down; comparisons and judgments are heavy offerings. The second is a brand new BEing, with a way of DOing that has never existed. There has very recently been a new addition to my family. For sure we are all watching “who he BE and what he DO” with nothing but joy – he is brand new!
So are you. This day, with this body, these thoughts, feelings and abilities has never been. History is being re-written. Throw out society’s expectations. Pick up your own pen and script your life.
What does that mean? It means we are conscious and becoming stronger and more savvy every day. It means now we are free. We have chosen. No longer will we be defined by others. We are filling in our own lives. This is not multiple choice; it’s open ended and there are no limits. Take as long or as short as you wish; all possibilities exist for you now. You are free.
Freedom is an attitude. Adopt it. Choose only what serves you. Expand YOU to include everyone breathing the same air. Life gets much more interesting and fun when you lift your head up, smile, hold the door for someone, lend a hand or share a moment. Take all the time you want.
Why do you rush through your moments? This day before you holds infinite possibilities and a thousand connections. Be sure to seize them.
Play. Play with money, gold, children, each other and all of life. This is why you came! OPPT-IN! Put your photo out there and declare your sovereignty. We cannot do this alone – we need you. We need every single One of us!
We are the ONE we’ve been waiting for.