Gaia's Message, circa 2013: Or Was It Just Yesterday?

Updated: May 12

This message requires a short introduction. Bear with me. Is 2012 still clear in your mind? It's been ten years already, can you believe it? The years just before 2012 were amazing, and it is likely that I met many of you for the first time back then. As 2012 came to a close, life got complicated and with short notice, both my father and mother transitioned. Things went downhill from there, and stayed that way for a few years. I didn't (couldn't) channel much during those years, I honestly didn't have the strength. The message you are about to read is an exception, one of only a handful.


Last week, as I was searching for something to share with my Big Nature class, I came across this message. I vaguely remember sitting to receive it, then shoving it into a drawer. I wasn't ready to come back yet. I was still somewhere far away. Reading it now I wonder how I could have ignored it, how it wasn't enough to bring me back into resonance with my heart.


I have read it a few times now, and set it down here so I could share it with you. It reads as if it could have been received yesterday. It reads as if it is for me, for you, for us, for now.

Gaia's Message: For a time and a half you must live as others, between what is real and what is illusion, uncertain of the difference and confused about your placement. Learn the ways of the world as your awareness moves slowly now You must understand that for now, this is your reality. The lesser worlds are veiled from the greater; they are upside-down and inside out. To discover and restore the higher truths, remove the blindfold. It was placed there at birth to prevent the bright light of truth from overcoming your will to discover things at your own pace, in your own way and time.


When you next awaken you may feel alarm, or fear. You may not remember what has transpired or how you have transformed. Do not search in vain for things you once knew. Do not struggle against a tide that will deliver you to shore in good time. Wait a time, then wait again. Wait until you learn what the wise know. Let the half-wise claim what they will. It matters little now, less later.


Feeling less than ready, you will be ready enough. Try, even if you struggle mightily. Strike out in different ways and directions. Act upon your thoughts even when they shed little light. Human nature is nature enough. Make bold attempts to move beyond the boundaries that encircle and enfold. Truth loosens the yoke; wisdom unbinds the chain. Be unwavering, steadfast, and determined in your progress. Yearn to merge the awareness of your physical experience with something greater. This time it is different. There will be no invitation, no guide to lead you. Even so, be the seeker you have always been.


History has come upon itself. You are on a road where past and present converge. This interesting and challenging time will see you struggle against yourself. The days and weeks will drag incessantly; time and tempers will stretch, then tighten. Beware the thoughts you give rise to as many will be less than useful. Give them to the ocean, let the tide wash them and deposit them on the shore. Can you find your old thoughts among the grains of sand? Better to let them go.


In the world of men, new ideas will be less and late. During this time the resources of the world will dry one bank of the river and cause the other to overflow. Matters and affairs of the world will bear little fruit. Worry and strife will move from hilltops to horizons. The boundary of one land will blur that of its neighbor. Long arms from across the sea will reach into the pockets of those less fortunate, demanding much and offering little.


Everything will weigh heavily then, and the world of men will know concern. Obligations have made debt rise, yet few concern themselves with how tall that mountain is. Once awakened, do not again be lulled to sleep, even when confusion threatens to consume. Do not stand too close to the edge of time, even if others claim it is safe. The fabric of earth-time is shorn. For a time and a half it will fray and sway. The material that is earth is rough as sand now; the softness that is silk needs protection. It sleeps now.


If nothing matters, matters cannot change. Remember now and always that the purpose of life is life itself; therefore, in matters of life, make life matter! Fail not in this respect as the cost is dear and the ransom paid long ago. Raise your torch higher if you wish to see further and beyond. For a time you will only see as far as tomorrow plus one sunrise. Let it be so. The fog will lift, eventually sight will return.


Do not suffer yourself into a corner from which there is no escape. Continue onward until you free yourself from torment. Ask time to wait for you, but do not keep it waiting too long. It too, is impatient. Remember that doors that open also close. Eyes that see singly are easily blighted by false truths and fake prophets. During this eventful time, even earnest seekers can be robbed of their own light. Be sanguine, not strident. Shine a lantern into the corners and crevices of your mind until matters matter again. Return to a time when the fabric of time carved a place for you. Begin there.


Reclaim and renew what is yours. Why the need to call the past by name? Why call out to the future? Even nous, which is in all things, knows not its next adventure. There is a key to life. There is a word that opens every door and dimension, even those where time sleeps one moment and races forward the next. The keys are in everything and everywhere; in the air you breathe and the water you drink. There is no exception to the law that binds and frees every and all.


Here follow words that are not riddles or poetic rhymes to entertain. Here follows a guide to the mysteries, a map worthy of study. Herein symbols are given a tongue with which to speak just as you are given eyes with which to see. Mind is a faculty of learning and when needs be, imitation. It knows what is true and what is real. The mind’s eye does not rely upon physical senses, not upon intellect, intelligence, reason, or common sense. It sees beyond these and rests only where intellection and understanding cross paths. First as strangers, then as entangled lovers, neither would sacrifice a fool’s wage to buy its freedom from the other.


Distill from things already said the seeds of truth. See yourself in every facet of nature, free to know, then to see, and finally to be. The world of material things is constantly changing but is not constant. There are things that remain unchanged, even as they exchange pace and place, do you see? Ideas are forms and forms ideas, and only nous knows the difference! That which is changeless can only demonstrate through that which is always changing. This law, above others, states the truth at it has always existed, unaltered even by those who command and curse their inability to change it.


Sturdy the ship, steady its progress, the horizon ahead is the only possible destination even though it still shows itself as many. Where is the pilgrim? Where is the lonely star on its journey around the farthest sun? The celestial bodies are but gods dreaming of you. Open your eyes and the light will blind you with what is real, close them and return to the land of illusion. Illusions are like islands in the mists, they separate thoughts from things and proclaim them new. Sail past these quickly! Oars to the water! Every man a sailor on the buoyant seas of life! The slumbering silhouettes of illusion cast shadows, even upon ocean waves.


The measure of a lifetime is time, measured in breaths. When the discrete and the static come together a birth results, be it a star or a star child. Only then does sound become symphony, word poetry, and symbol science. The worth of a life is its purpose, which is no mystery to the soul. Purpose becomes quality; clarity follows. The purpose of life is a search for the forgotten and the misplaced. Delay not the journey, as the sun always sets at its appointed time. This is not a race against time for who could win it?. Even so, be the first and you will never count a last.




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