Cecilia/

Sacred.

Part 21. December 21st 2020.

 

Dawn.

One star.

Half moon.

 

Samantha was standing at the ridge of the space which lead in to what the Everything the wolf called Nothingness. He said it was a mirror of himself. That only through Nothing can you find Everything. That only Everything can be Nothing. And Nothing be Everything.

 

She held her golden dragon magic knitted Listeners gloves clad palms open to the sky. Listened through her palms to the Mountains of Stillness and Silence. To their song.

 

Vayu, her HeartKingdom Sameness SoulStar, stood next to her, his grey and white winter fur grown really thick. He was no wolf pup any more. He was a wolf teen.

 

“You said you would write songs if you really listened with all filters gone”, his wolfness spoke. “Off you go my dear, what magic spell would release your first song in to this void of Allness, Nothingness and Everythingness?”

 

She looked with loving eyes at the wolf. This bundle of joy, wisdom and power. She turned around. Marcus, Grey and Storulven joined her there at the ridge. Barry did the same.

 

There they were, two humans, three wolves, one polar bear, facing the void of the Dawn. 

Flanked on both sides and behind by the entire pack. Everything placed a little step in front of the rest of them.

 

Josephiel took to the skies. Mama D waited. Said it was not her time to adorn the skies with her dragoness yet, that Josephiel was to float the first tune.

 

It sounded like a mix of happy violins, bagpipes, wolf howls and the singing of the Northern Lights. The wind whistled. The snow furled around them. In a dance.

 

Looking up Samantha saw The Great Bear. It seemed to nod at Barry, who let out a “top of the morning old pal”, as he nodded back to his star ancestor.

 

A single white feather danced through space, landed in front of Marcus. 

 

Samantha inhaled.

 

“Feather white,

Feather bright,

Share with me,

Your Sacred Light”.

 

A light show began on the heavens. A dance of glitter, of colours, against the velvety sky mixed with the glow of the dawning sunlight. All intermingled, intermixed, intertwined.

 

A song never heard before came out of the two mountain tops, one granite with deep, soothing, grounding, homefeeling tunes. One moonstone with soft, enticing, heartlightning, sacredly wrapped jewelclad tunes. Together they mixed. Like Shiva and Shakti. Like Yin and Yang. Like Creator and Creation.

 

“Sssssssshhhhhhhhh……shhhhhhhhh……shhhhhhhhhh”

 

The sound of whispers in the void, in the skies, in the space surrounding them all.

 

“Listen. Listen well.” Vayu said. “The dreams are arriving. The dreams are speaking. Listen. Listen. Listen. All will be revealed.”

 

“How can all be revealed if we don´t have all seven instructions yet?” Marcus wondered.

 

“You do, my child”, Mama D took to the skies, filled it up with her gorgeous silverwhitegrey dragon energy. “You all do. You unlocked them on your way here. Storulven, shall we?”

 

The large white wolf stepped forward, placed himself in the center of all of them.

 

“My dear Lightwarriors. My dear strong pack. We are on our journey to find the eternal pieces. We are very close. We all need to take our personal responsibility for our path, and we all need to walk in connection with each other at the same time. The instructions on how to get there, as these dreams are arriving to embrace us, we may now practice from this day forward. All seven. Vayu?”

 

Vayu The Wind Whispering Wolf sang in to the Stillness, in to all their hearts;

 

“The Seven Sacred Secret Instructions are calling us, one after the other, here they are, like a string of pearls, like a string of bright shining Stars;

 

Concious Dawn.

Life inside Life.

Sacred Listening.

Choose that heart of yours.

Let your journey find you.

Find your Star where she resides.

Sacred Fierceness. “

 

The lightshow sacred geometry hologram in the sky had ended. A bright light shone. On large, bright

 

Star.

 

The Beginning.

 

-       Cecilia Götherström, December 21^st 2020.