Cecilia/

Sacred.

Part 8. December 8^th 2020.

I really don’t know how I got here. I really don’t remember. Why am I sitting here at the table, no Star curled up at my feet, writingfeather in hand? 

No clue. There’s so much I really don’t understand. Can’t fathom. It is fascinating how easy it is to tap in to living in ignorance, letting life flow by and you flow with it – instead of inside it. She was inside it. Inside life. Always.

 

 

 

“Dreams!”, Vayu whispered out over the frozen water. “Dreamsssssss….”

 

‘Yes, dreams!”, Josephiel joined him. A little louder though.

 

“What are you all on about with this dreams-thing?” Samantha looked at both the tiny wolf pup and the large dragon.

 

“Well”, Vayu jumped on to her lap, challenged her to a hug wolf style. “Marcus just said the words. The code. Which  means the release has started. The life inside the life. The gate to all the doors, dimensions, directions or what you humans might call “secrets”. Have you ever pondered how the word “Secret” almost sounds like “Sacred”? Try saying both really fast after each other twentyfive times and see what happens!”

 

Josephiel let out a belly laugh as he tried and barely made it past the third round.

 

“What does that have to do with dreams?” Samantha still felt a little lost in translation.

 

“Conscious Dawn is the first step, Live Inside Life the second one”, Vayu explained. “We’ve now got two of seven instructions. So it’s time to dream the world we want to see dawning inside life, for ourselves and for this Earth. One at a time. Then we can step back, see how they intertwine and whisper life in to both. As Marcus is healing, Star is getting deeper on  the path of Home and we all move ahead on all our journey.”

 

“What is our journey then?”, Samantha asked.

 

“Sooooo many questions dear human, yet so little stillness for the answers,” Josephiel puffed out with a bit of morning fire directed at the wood under the coffeepot.

 

“Hmmmm. So, I should stop asking and wait then?” Samantha scratched her head.

 

“No, no, noooo.” Vayu howled. “Ask the questions! Ask many, many questions! Listen to the questions. There, inside the question lies the answer. Or the first silver thread leading you to the answer. Inside.”

 

A gentle snowfall started to fall around the trio.

 

-       Cecilia Götherström, December 8th 2020