As we continue our deep work within, the veil continues to thin. The veil continues to thin during this time on earth to open our hearts to much much more. To free ourselves from what we think is. For what we think is, is an illusion. And who we think we are is a speck of who we are truly destined to be.
These beautiful emanations of love have come to heal us of our ancient wounds and lift us to a place of peace and unity and comfort, for they are the Comforters.
These emanations resonate with every cell in our bodies and spark a remembrance of truth in our hearts. Gazing upon these colors and shapes is like listening to a beautiful symphony, one so beautiful it makes you weep. It is a symphony of love and truth and remembrance.
This is the next cosmic step.
This is the merging of worlds
Breathe it in.
I have been reminded at this very moment in time of a magnificent event I was blessed to witness. As my best childhood friend was in hospice and her passing was eminent I visited her late one night. I was sure she would pass in a matter of hours. Her words were garbled and she was in and out of consciousness. However the next morning she was sitting up bright eyed and lucid and wearing lipstick. I was so astounded by this incredible awakening I asked her what had happened. She told me that the angels came last night and that she spoke with them. She asked them to give her more time and this they granted her. I immediately got my journal and wrote down everything she said as she rose out of a very drugged and weakened state and spoke perfectly eloquently.
“The angels were looking at me and said, mind, body, spirit, thought, were to be together these last few days together. It is very possible the angels said, we could be together even though we don’t declare that we want to continue living in the physical form. That’s ok. Every day is anew, there is a penchant for that.
I told the angels I am best with both. I won’t be crazy when death comes. I am best with both…living and going.
The angels were happy, they felt miraculously happy, miraculously happy, that you are happy and free, that I was happy knowing that even every minute counts, that everybody mattered in my life.
I heard you last night Gail. And when I go I will touch hands with Mary Magdalene. And when I go, the spirit world will open up to you and what will be will be and you are going to be sanctified, unbelievable, and everything will be the second world for us. But for now our world is here and that is why we cry. “
May we all open our hearts to the second world for the time is surely at hand.
photos by Gail Swanson