
There I was at my cabin in the Wahatoya. I was dreaming. I was at the front door. A figure approached. At first I thought it was my Dad who was coming back after gathering the ancient rocks of the region. It was a young man who approached. With a gentle smile. He was familiar so I invited him in. As he sat down and I turned off the DvD Lindy was watching, he aged.
He spoke:
The Ancient Tribes are gathering. They are welcoming home their members. We are firmly now in the time of the dismantling. All tangles will find a straight line, a clear path, for all else will fall away. I have come to you, Yendys to notify you It has begun.
Reminds me of the story of the Buddha’s tangke with demons or spirits of chaos. He points down to the earth as an expression of (I think) his mission here and his own sovereignty. When he did this the earth was said to shake because of its grounding power and truth. You just did the same I think.
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