Sacred Insights from Brother Adam, Shield of the Feather
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To the great mysteries of the Maya unearthed, unveiled to those who see past the Maya for what it's worth. Here the rains sound and the jungle speaks, if you listen you may here the land at it's elemental peak.
Palenque the land of the hidden, where the Sun Shield has risen. Bringer of Truth and many visions, in the Telektonon of Votan it is written. Real life transmissions being met, as the Goddess of the White Solar Wind comes forth singing through the halls of inscriptions. Outside of artificial time there are 13 serpents, as the great sage saw and came down from the rock of heaven.
Greeted and sought after in a dream, Bienvenidos I heard from the unseen. With each night a rest there was frequency tuned forth, in it's vibration codes of the North. Where I stayed near the path of the Olmec, I found a man gleamed with kosmos in his eyes who marked me below my left thigh. As time nears and time is not, awareness of where I am shows to the ancestors in being taught. As now to leave, there is protests at be. Dramatic and temperamental, the void is substantial. Look between the portal of the Maya as it is perceived, and there you shall see.
In Tz’Kin Jay, known as "The house of the Birds", there is a lake, found in Mayan origin and words. Here the Toliman Volcan Grandfather and Grandmother breathes, deep in ash and lava, there are many to be seen. Those who come to the vibrant lake, are many of seekers beyond the great wake.
Trust and find beyond the great time, lies a degree of wisdom, present and you may find?
Tourist are many, yet conscious are few. To the Confradia, Armit Jay is the forgotten Truth. Upon arrival all is welcomed in smiles and for Quetzals, but beware for the trickster is mirrored in full potential. Across, over, and under the sky filled lake. Is a dream once found, now a dimensional serpant who operates.
To the Abuelo around the lake in San Pedro, is the love and wisdom like the taste of cacao. He shows to the micro and macro of all, like DaVinci who showed in his art for all. Expressed deeply did he the 3 levels, until the power of 20 found to be crucial. To the sacred altar where the ancestors be, are the unspoken Nawales of sacrificial galactic bleed. Of great ceremony and fire did he offer, to which the senses were germinated like a flower.
In complete thanks and gratitude, like the seasons of 13 that cycle in magnitude. As my time here in Guatemala evaporates, there is a prophecy translated below that states....
"One day people of all colors of the sacred corn—red, white, yellow and black—will come to our land. And when they come, they will arrive on big birds and flying boats. They will come from many lands. When this day is upon us, it will be a time of great change once again and the world will need to remember the Old Ways.
This will be a time when all colors of the corn will be called to come together as one Tree of Life. It will be at a time when our own youth will have begun to forget the sacred ways. The people of these other lands will come because they will have forgotten, too. They will come to remember and to receive the ancient wisdoms.
When this time and these people come, you are to receive them and teach them. Those who come will have been called by the spirits. What we have cared for and sustained of the ancient sacred ways of our ancestors will again be needed, for the world will be out of balance and in pain. It is in this way that we will all come together as one Tree of Life, reborn of all colors of the corn. In our joining and our remembering we will find balance once again."
Giving Thanks, Every Day
Living joy, as the Way
Every Moment, Every Breath
Reborn Now, A transformational Death
Death of the old ways of living
Now Always living moments of Thanksgiving
Thanking yourself and Creator for being alive
Knowing you are deserving of prosperity Thrive
Do the unthinkable and be out of the mind
This will assist you to be present and find
The only limits are the stories you tell
Let this chime forth thy inner bell
Live heaven on earth in the Now
What can you do now, to let this allow?
Who do you have to be to make this found?
Be true to yourself and all those around
Your time and energy are greatest assets
Polishing your gem light mind and skills facets
Living spirit physical life, the way its meant
You are Divinity; Heaven-Earth sent
Celebrate Life with Family and Friends
The priceless gifts that truly transcends
Sharing our love through being present
Joyful Inner Peace of Effervescence
We are all blessed on this Thanksgiving
As we collaborate our energy for a New Beginning
11.11.11 = 33
Being the Christ to Bee
With the Elemental Faeries
The Faery Gnomes & Undines
With Salamanders & Sylphs align
Revealing Divine Grand Design
Beautiful and crystal clear
The Mossbrae waterfalls appear
As all melts away in the present here
We drink forth of the Soda Springs
Activating our Cosmic Angelic Wings
Master Creators to manifest and sing
We are the Sacred Space
Healed with love, Joy, and grace
As the icy cold waters splash our face
We are baptized in sacred waters
Anointed as Celestial Suns and Daughters
Sharing ascending gifts with sisters & brothers
Healing the Earth and body Temples of Energy
WE are the Catalyst of Divine Earthly Synergy
Dimensional leaping forging new memories
Of the Infinite Already Manifest
With a community of Christ Expressed
Heaven & Earth Now One; as our Quest
A Quest of the Holy Grail
Our Invincible spirits set Sail
We shall and already prevail
As Sovereign Stars we shine ready
Taking Action, excited, yet peaceful steady
Unlocking Change with the Celestial Key
The Key that we are the Key DIVINE
How we Define ourselves is the DESIGN
Designed of Chintamani; We SHINE!