Legend of the Heart Race
As the goddess leaned against the old tree in the forest, the tree embraced her with its energy, a slight breeze rustling through its leaves sent tingles down her spine.
“Grandfather,” she said softly to the old patriarch, it's burnt trunk showing the battle scars of a forest fire survivor. "I am in such a quandary. I have come into this world to remember the pathway through to the portal that I might open it from the inside. Only then could we reestablish the energetic flow from our star as we come into alignment with it at the hub of the Stargate. It is then that the Stargate might open to our rightful alignment with the Life Force beyond this universe.”
The goddess relaxed back, allowing the weathered, fire scarred tree to take her into the alignment with the Web of Life.
"As I am one with you," The goddess continued, "you are one with me, as all creation is the interface of the physical world with the Non-material realm. I know that you hear me, Grandfather. Please tell me, what is it I need to know? Since leaving the realm of the Fairy World to venture into the land of the Too Bigs, I have found the distractions almost overwhelming. I have found the temptations of the world of consumers to be very alluring, and yet I stepped away to follow my deeper path unfolding. This I have done for I knew in the moment that I made the decision - I would die if I continued on the path of designer labels and Gucci bliss. I followed instead my true bliss, although most every step felt to be drawing me deeper into despair. Most of my journey could not be considered bliss, but I was determined to follow my point of fascination, which tumbled me deeper into that density. Here, at last, is where I found my true love. He had entered even deeper into the density to catch me as I was falling into deepening despair. Now you see, I am with my true love as I know he is the one in my heart, as I am in his. I am asked to give birth to the God King who is One Heart. So you see, Grandfather, I am being asked to do that which is beyond my knowing. I have nothing to follow but my own inner voice.”
A great gust of wind shook the branches high above. Shadows danced all about her.
“My inner voice is what guided me here, where the world of success sees me as dancing with the shadow. Every teacher I encountered on my journey at some point would say - you are going the wrong way. Explore the Unknown. Stay away from the Unknowable. And yet it was the Unknowable that called to me, and I would just step away from the teacher - entering the great shadow they cast even as they pulled others toward the Light. I descended further into the darkness. I am plagued with thoughts of the path unchosen, the easy glamorous life I could have led. It is the final temptation as The Withering still attempts to claim me with its forgetfulness by obscuring the significance of the path I follow. My path has now led me to you, Grandfather. I recognize you as the patriarch and therefore the portal that allows me to request that I might once again enter the Land of Magic and Dreams made Real. The Fairies have been unusually quiet as I crossed through the underworld. Pulling the Cloak of Omlah more tightly around me, protecting the heart of the child, I began to view myself as the crazy old crone that others scoffed at, tricked and mistreated, all the while misunderstanding the deeper motive that I, as the Star Goddess, must carry out to pass the Test of Time. Along the way, the Cloak of Omlah took all of the slings and arrows, the rocks that were hurled by the unknowing Earthlings I had come to save. Until now, the reflection I see is one of an old woman who has done nothing in this world but accumulate battle scars as she tried to survive while cut off from my true alignment with the star as I fell to Earth so many many eons ago. If I release the cloak and let my heart shine forth, the child will feel such sadness in the world. But the innocent heart of the child also feels great love for the world.”
Grandfather's deep knowing rumbled through the goddess as she softly patted the gnarled trunk that seemed to hold her with tender compassion of a wise elder comforting an innocent heart.
“You are the one who came to open the portal allowing the opening of the Stargate that pulls the whole world into alignment with our highest future unfolding. Do not despair of the beliefs in the dualistic world. All now is the future in black-and-white, light and dark - seen as good and evil. You are bringing the dark into ever expansion to bring in the Infinite Light. This is giving birth to the God King. He is borne in your heart. Open to the Infinite Love that is the merging of the physical world with the Nonmaterial realm. You are the new template of the balance of the Divine masculine with the Divine feminine, as the Light is welcomed into the ever expanding infinite Non-existence - the dark womb of emerging life.”
The goddess felt the shivers of Truth from the energy the patriarch transmitted through her spine as she leaned against the old tree.
"Thank you, Grandfather. I received your wisdom as the transmission from the Higher Civilization that is calling me forth. It is for me to remember, to awaken, and to carry on with the mission for which I have incarnated in this existence.”
The embryo floating in the dark womb was shown to her as fractal patterns of the Golden ratio unfurling in an exacting rhythm.
“You are feeling the inner impulse of evolution. We are evolving this species by incarnating deeper into the genetic coil. We, of the Celestial Realm, are the indigenous beings, for it is our seeding, one and a half billion years ago, that allows the unfolding to the Higher Civilization - one and a half billion years into the future. We are the advanced race that is calling you forth. As you are the goddess that received the prompting to follow the stars in your heart, you are the one who received the ancient knowledge delivered to you as a gift to your world. These ancient scrolls have been in your care-taking. They have guided you in your inward journey to find the portal in the heart. Opening it from the inside was the task for which you had to withstand the Test of Time. It is acknowledging this, that is giving you the greatest difficulty. For you to acknowledge the Test of Time, you will be flooded with the memories of fear, isolation, uncertain success and many failures along the way. No one knew if you could make it through the deep density. Civilizations have been wiped out. Collective memories we're lost as the population had to restart several times. As was the case with the ancient Egyptians, we were able to interface at a high enough level as to transport the knowledge of mathematics and other skills. However, unless we could prove to be the indigenous beings, we were limited in our interaction. The destructive forces now on the planet are the disruptive element that consumes the resources of the planet without regard for the conscious being of the world. The planet is viewed at those stages as a rotting fruit that is being consumed. However, as the indigenous beings that first seeded this world with our advanced race, it is encoded within all lifeforms. We received confirmation that the Celestial Realm recognizes our claim of this world as our home planet. As such, it is now being brought into alignment with our advanced knowing. You are instrumental in this process for you have found the portal by innovating a new pathway. Now our frequency is activated within you to hear and receive our transmission through the fractal antenna of the genetic coil. The reason it is difficult for you to accept this is the fear of failing - the fear of forever being trapped in a tomb of density, unable to return home - is so strong for it is the fear of very real danger that you must acknowledge. If you ignore the fear, it does not go away. Only by feeling it completely and releasing it can you claim the courage that you had called upon to enter into the sarcophagus. Fully realize the Test of Time was to go 1 1/2 billion years deeper into the density of the coil and awaken, remembering who you are and why you have come into this dense world. The courage you returned with was even greater, for the original path was blocked, trapping the Divine Feminine from returning to our home world. The queen of each preceding house had fallen ill and succumbed to The Withering. You have survived. You return to us. You were given the directive - Go with courage, return with love. Go with love, return with courage. Call on all your courage now to deeply feel the truth of your greater existence on our side of the portal. Here, you are home. You are the first queen to survive The Withering. We celebrate your return. Welcome home.”
The Pool of Wonder
The deep awakening within the goddess of the true nature of her Being and why she had entered into the earth plane existence, moved her to a new level of self acceptance. Walking slowly through the forest, the feelings of sadness for the world were releasing as she felt the deep peace of being one with the Forest. At last she came upon a clear pool, formed by the rocks in the icy mountain stream. She quietly sat in contemplation. It was almost dusk before the first fairies and gnomes appeared to her.
“She doesn't seem to be leaving anytime soon," the goddess heard them whisper, "we will convene our gathering in the usual manner,” they concluded, ignoring her presence. However, when they realized that she could see and hear them, they were more than a little surprised.
"Could it really be her? Is she real? Is she the star goddess that fell into Fairyland so long ago. Has she indeed made her way back to us?”
Suddenly the whole pool of wonder seemed to glisten and sparkle in the new found excitement.
“Is she the one?“
She heard the whispered inquiry answered by a rather rotund old gnome of assumed authority.
"There is only one Goddess in all the Realm who would dare to make her way through the underworld and return with full knowledge of her mission here on earth. Our Brethren and Fairies befriended her as they came upon the shooting star, falling into Fairyland. Dazed and disoriented, this star goddess announced that she had come to give birth to humanity, as this world was the home planet of her star system. The Fairies helped her learn of the Nonmaterial Realm here on earth and how we interface only minimally with the world of the Too Bigs, so named for their oversized consumption of the physical world from which they were made”.
"For you to complete your mission", the Fairies had advised," you will need to venture into the physical world before they consume all the resources on which we of Fairyland also depend. Here on this planet of duality, we of the Nonmaterial Realm, hold the key to the unfolding Web of Life. The Too Bigs are the only species that believe they are separate from the Web. They are thus poisoning their water, poisoning their food supply. It is the physical world that sickens from the parasitic action. We of the Nonmaterial Realm have complete knowledge as to restoring the Web of Life. But we of simultaneous time, have no action in the physical world. For you to make the greatest impact on the genetic coil, you must enter into their world from the origin. You must enter as a Too Biglet. Mind you, this path is fraught with danger as many of our Fairy children have been lured into the physical world. You will recognize them by their aura, slightly pointed ears and elfin qualities. Many have forgotten who they are, intrigued as they are in the world of distraction. You must enter as a child and remember who you are, moving beyond all distraction to return to us in full knowing. It is then that we of the Non-material Realm will assist you in birthing humanity. And in so doing, our hope is that you will awaken the Elfin children who have been captured by the fabled Pokémon.
“How shall I enter into the physical world to more deeply affect the genetic coil?” The Star Goddess asked of the Fairies that had taken her in. “If I enter as a child in their world, the forgetfulness might be overwhelming. If I enter as an adolescent, the distractions of duality might overwhelm my sensibilities. I must enter a virgin who has not known the touch of man such that the greater devotion to the Great Creator may be the only pull that I will feel and follow.”
“And yet,” the Fairies had assured her, “if you do not enter the world as a Toobiglet, born into existence as a child, the loneliness and isolation your Star Being will feel may cause you to succumb to the Withering.”
"You know of The Withering?" the Star Goddess asked, surprised that the Fairies would have this knowledge.
"It is within our Fables to know of the cycles. We know there have been 11 cycles on this planet of the great light, followed by great darkness. Each time your blue white star approaches our yellow sun, the Light increases on our world. But such is the nature of our duality that as Light increases, so too, does the shadow. The Light is split into light and dark in the masculine nature of existence. Thus the light and dark are experienced as good and evil. The feminine nature is suppressed and unable to return to the Nonmaterial Realm where we maintain the balance with the physical world.” they explained.
“What is the cause of The Withering?” the Star Goddess asked. “From the highest realm it is known that the queen of each successive house the precession passes through, falls ill and fades from existence on the Star Realm. There is no cure as no one knows why it strikes the queen. The king is left untouched yet devastated at the loss of his true queen. Our realm is left distorted and unbalanced as the masculine attempts to rule but cannot sustain life. The colony collapses. I entered into your planet in an attempt to escape The Withering. At the time the two stars orbits fall away from each other, is the beginning of dusk on your world. The Stellar Beings that had been visiting here return to our home star. Mysteriously, the queen is seen to grow pale as if dragged into the descending darkness of this planet. No one knows why. It is as if the feminine never returns at the start of the dusk, but is trapped in the deepening darkness as the portal is closed by the unaligned stellar orbits. It is the true queen who reopens the portal at the Dawn of a new alignment. But as the Light increases on your world, the queen begins to fade from ours. I am the last Queen of the 12 houses. As the portal was about to close, I begged the King to allow me to enter earth plane existence. He was mortified by the prospect of my remaining on a world of descending darkness.
"If I do nothing, I too, will succumb to The Withering. It is only a matter of time. Therefore, I will insert deeper into time as the Time Master from the highest realm. I can return to you then, beyond Time Space. We will be united in Eternity. “
"To do so, you must withstand the Test of Time. The risk is too great," the King lamented. "I may lose you forever. I cannot bear the thought of you wandering alone in the darkness, losing all knowing of the Queen that you are.”
"If we do nothing, you will lose me most certainly. No one knows what happens to the previous queens who have already faded from our realm,” the Queen replied.
"It is unlikely that your high vibration can withstand the deep darkness of stellar winter on that world. It is too great a risk.” The King bent his head into his hands, great sobs of desperation shaking his resolve. “You cannot ask me to let you undertake such a grave mission.”
Moved by his emotion, but not unsettled in her resolve, the Queen replied,
“It is our only hope. While I greatly respect your opinion, I am not asking your permission. I will go to the end of Time to return to you forevermore.”
“There is a way”, the Fairies said, “to enter into a virgin who is devoted to the great Creator God. The worship of the goddess, before it was suppressed by the patriarchy in the time marked by the Great Calling In of Inanna.
"But if I enter into a time just as the goddess rituals are suppressed, I will likely be distorted with the masculine energy going out of balance. Even a virgin must grow in the capacity to receive the true light of the Creator God. There is a way”, said the Star Goddess, “I must enter deeper into the coil than any have gone before. I must awaken with full awareness of the first seeding from our Realm. It is there that we will reestablish the balance of the Divine Feminine and the Divine Masculine. I will monitor the time before I enter. I will commune with the young virgin so that she will know her fate and therefore have a choice in fulfilling her role.”
Alone in her room of no more than bed and candle, a small intricate tapestry for a prayer rug on the dirt floor, the young woman, not much more than a girl, stared at the bright blue white light that had entered her room. The glow lit the room as if by full moon. She caught her breath as she felt such a loving Presence that awakened a knowing within her.
"You are the Goddess I am to embody.” The young girl heard herself speak out loud, quite surprising herself with the knowing that filled her senses wordlessly. "You are the one that the High Priests are preparing for.”
The young girl collapsed to her knees bowing before the Presence of the glow as she repeated the words she had been trained to say.
“It is such a great honor to be bestowed on one so young, as I am especially prepared for the coming great day. The ceremonial mound is readied, I too, am complete in my devotion to you and to the great Creator God,” the young girl said.
“Rise”, the soft voice of the Star Goddess commanded. “Do not allow yourself to be the pawn in a game played by the priests who have gotten intoxicated on the power seized from the Goddess”.
“But it is the Goddess that I am devoted to, in this I am complete.” The young girl had entered the Temple as a small child, taken from her parents, to be especially prepared. Her parents, along with all the villagers, knew of the ceremony - the calling upon the goddess - that was enacted every 10 years. They had witnessed the last ceremony. Her mother screamed in anguish as her small child was ripped from her arms by the father.
“It is an honor," her father stoically repeated to the priest as he handed over his daughter.
Looking up into the blue white glow in her room, Iana, as the priests called her, saw her mother’s anguished face before her. The pain of being separated at such a young age was a deep wound of unbearable sadness that she poured into her devotion to the Goddess, her true mother. Suddenly the anguish, despair, and sadness poured out of her in deep heaving sobs. The longing of true connection with the mother was felt intensely as if her heart would burst.
The intensity of emotion was tangible to the Star Goddess as she interfaced with the physical world in Iana’s room. The cry of a small child, lost and alone, called to her through the veil. She imagined stroking the soft curls of the toddler that had grown up in this room, ripped from her mother's arms, betrayed by her father to pay homage to the distorted priests. But as a small child, Iana knew not of the distortion for she did only as she was told, devoting herself to contemplation and prayers. The hollowness in her heart was filled with calling in the Goddess. This she had been trained to do. She was also trained in the ancient art of scrying - looking into a mirror or pond to see the reflected pictures arising from the other side of the veil. An apt student, she had quickly become an adept. Thus it was that the pictures now appearing before her were disturbing in their intensity.
“This cannot be true,” Iana called out, still sobbing on the dirt floor. “The priests cannot be planning to destroy the Goddess they call upon. It cannot be all pretense to serve their evil purpose.” She immediately felt a stabbing pain in her heart remembering as her father tore her from her mother and handed her over to the waiting priest. Clinking coins echoed in her ears. Her father tightened his fist around the silver as he relinquished the hold on his daughter.