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Each morning we arose to the Sunstar Drumming ~ the flames of the Elven directions lit in the great ceremonial yurt ~ drumming and chanting in the circle of those who softly gathered. Drumming the sun as it lights up the western ridge of the hills ~ as golden footsteps travel the land. Drumming that realm of gold-white, the heart of the sun and its benediction and blessing upon our day. It is beautiful ~ gentle, frequencies of white and...
Like the far realms within the scent of the rose, from far far away other-dimensional gifts are unfurling, entering sentience ~ far lights sparking from an impossible distance that is now present ~ as galaxies, star systems, our sun and Gaia merge in a reunion of stellar realms, kindred vision and alliance. Within these far golden spheres, architectures are re-forming ~ templates of inter-dimensional existence. Bridges and archways are spun, stellar causeways long dreamt in other realms.
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Another beautiful weekend where the frequencies of a new Solar Age, of a New Dawn, flowed through.
Under the leafing trees of Avalon, we quested for long-lost other-dimensional gifts whose time it is to return. For this is a time of returning skills, abilities and talents that we never knew we had. Gifts that have been stored away and hidden far away in other dimensions, that were not energetically compatible with the realms of...
Amenti. Violet, sapphire, silver and golden the pillars that whirl downward from the Flower of Life, woven out of Elven starlight gems in the forest floor.
In the wind and the snow, by the light of the Snow Moon, came the Morningstar transmission in Avebury. This moon, the Morningstar has brought a message of remembrance from the Earth: she bids us remember that we are the vessels of direct inspiration, we are receiving direct access to her records. The Elven Ones truly are one of the Amenti...
A vast expansion of swanfeathers is felt, a celestial and inner spaciousness, a ground swept clear, shimmering cosmic templates anchoring into this world. The powerful dynamic of ascension and descension: the elemental body awakens to her celestial DNA, her blueprint long-written in sapphire, created in the time of Lemuria and earlier. These are the higher dimensional star realms of the earth within, beautifully encoded, the sapphire footprints of the ascended Angelic path on earth. It is a...
Magenta, peach, fire opal and gold, dusky teal clouds. Aloft on the Tor at sunset. The waxing moon and the Eveningstar in a deep blue sky. The worn winter emeralds of Avalon.
It seems to me more and more possible that we can reach this delicate state of Creator Being on earth again.
The ethereal Elven Eveningstar Palace overarches Avalon. Delicate new shades of the Immortal Rays are pouring through. My body breathes with galactic spaciousness, Creation Light, that white star radiance, and a...
Imbolc has been an extraordinary portal of activation for the Elvenstar Lemurian energies. A sequence of exquisite White Starlight Pipe Ceremonies, from ocean’s edge to Stonehenge to Avalon, in wind and rain, by apple tree and mistletoe, has brought through another wave of Lemurian energies and remembrance. The precious wisdom and earth ways of that time, the Lemurian light-body, its graceful palace of encoded Immortal and Dawn energies, is truly awakening ever more fully. Like a flower...
This is the Moon of the Morningstar, according to the Elven teachings.
The Morningstar Lodge is the sacred sphere of the Elven Elders, the ancient star souls who for so long have held the evolutionary vision of the Earth. They gift us a vision of her true origin and destiny.
You climb the topaz steps that spiral upwards, ascending amongst the silvery trees. It is a spiral ladder of inlaid topaz, guided into the shimmering realm of the Morningstar Lodge. It is a crystalline lodge, built only...
As the old elemental essences awaken, and reveal their cosmic wisdom once more, we listen.
For within her heart burns the beautiful solar flame, the golden one. It is not the lunar mystery, but an ethereal solar radiance. This that they call the Christed Light is hers, these Solar Crystalline Codes that...
I see the Immortal Tree of Peace, the violet flame of her leaves, her branches that touch the heavens, her roots that reach into the earth. And within every cell ignites the knowledge, ‘You know what to do.’ The soul is so old, timeless,...
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