Over the past several days I have been paralyzed by the spectacle of the Senate trial and what seems to be the unallayed movement of the country and the planet towards self-destruction. In my usual courageous fashion, I turned to novels and chocolate to try to bury my head in the sand to avoid looking at horrors beyond my comprehension or apparent ability to affect.
I woke at 3 am this morning, mind racing, sleep a distant dream. Then I saw an image the rune Algiz, a figure standing straight with arms outstretched and felt Richard’s presence.
"We are protected."
Richard Burton: Stand tall, arms outstretched, pull down the energy of the universe to combat the darkness, Algiz, Elhaz, the Elk, will offer protection. Its magic is ours for the claiming. It is this rune, love, that comes to remind us that others have stood where we are now, seemingly on the edge of disaster and yet protected.
Reach up, pull down this bright circle. There is protection here, the protection of the elk with his swinging antlers, clearing a circle around us wherever we go. Little informants of every species bring us their knowledge, wisdom, and keys to survival and evolution.
This is the work of the day, the time in which we live. We have seen gathering storms before in other lifetimes and in worlds beyond time, and then as now we must rise to meet these contrary winds. We will hold the line now as then. We will stand together inside the circle, and the circle will not fail.
This is not the time, love, for you to abandon your channels. Just because you are not getting the answers you want in the world around you does not mean that no one is listening. Indeed we on this side and elsewhere are ever vigilant. More and more of us have made contact with those of you who have ears to hear.
Our message is s simple. Stay the course, keep your eyes on the Divine, move as Jesus would move, speak as Jesus would speak because each of us is called to become Jesus in our own unique form. This is when Spirit will come, stand behind and around us, its pulsing energy ours to command and direct in outward rays. We may not win every battle, but we cannot be destroyed, for the light that imbues and surrounds us is eternal.
Each of you who have spoken with Spirit, felt its touch, whether in dreams, in words of the heart, or otherwise, go back to those times, remember those experiences. Allow them to expand. Wait. Hold. Do not turn your face from the light, for then you become part of the gathering darkness.
Madame, I reiterate. You are protected. Retreat is not the way, for now more than ever Spirit needs her compassionate warriors, steadfast but not brittle, kind but not credulous, and relentless in upholding the strength and truth of spirit. Be one with us.
February 5, 2020