for the ones unmoored on the holidays
a channeled message rises from beneath the holiday noise
yes, i’ve been scrolling on substack, feeling anxious and not fully knowing why. the house is a mess, kids playing in the background, dinner is takeout again.
the static of the holidays buzzes in my body. the black friday madness, of which i had nothing to do with, presses in from the edges.
i feel the static and i have the ups and downs that accompany every holiday since finn died. my boat, once moored with all the others, was cast adrift, and ever since then i have felt the pulse of the outcasts instead. the lonely, the friendless, and all the ones with no family, all the hearts broken in two.
and along with all this i feel the denial rising through the subconscious wounds of all those who stay busy celebrating, trying not to look beneath the surface of the forced holiday cheer. but i have learned something over these years. it is precisely on these days that i must create.
holidays feel chaotic for all of these reasons and more, but now i know the rhythm of it. i know when it is coming. i know how to shift with it. i am able to moor my boat to a different shore, one that opens into a celestial coastline that stretches all the way into the stars. this has become my homeland.
so after the static, the anxiety, the tears, i find my way back. sometimes into nature. tonight it’s into my computer to write because that is where the message waits.
as i sit down, thinking it is a poem i wish to create, i realize instead that it is time to channel write. it has been a while, and i feel the nudge from my higher self.
begin, dear one. the time is ripe. so here it is:
dear heart,
you know your world is growing and changing at a rapid rate, faster than ever before. you are learning how to be brave, how to find your way through the labyrinth. somewhere inside you is a space that can hold everything, the grief, the chaos, the hope, a place that remembers where you come from. when you feel most alive, it is because you are remembering your origins.
the static you feel is real, and others feel it too. and just as this message rises through the noise, know that what is perceived as pain on earth is often the heart coming into alignment.
when the world grows chaotic and loud, when humans drown in stimulation and drama, because their minds are wired for it, there is still a deeper truth unfolding beneath it all.
even in the ache and confusion, something ancient is working its way to the surface.
there is a time and a place for everything, and on the other side of these moments your purpose becomes clear. so when the frequency feels thick, know that every time you and your fellow humans work to create beauty from pain, it is a process worthy of all quests, the highest achievement of the heart.
and far beneath this human noise, a presence is gathering, a collective of non incarnated beings from dimensions beyond earth, from corners of the cosmos that the common mind cannot grasp. they gather because humanity reaches for them through the chaos, remembering that all beings originate from source light.
allow their message to flow in. for all souls hold depth that exists beyond time and space. the distortions of the false matrix, the inversion that breeds hatred, greed, and fear, do not define the essence of humankind. instead, they illuminate the courage it takes for any soul to incarnate here.
humans, all humans, choose this path knowing they will move through forgetting and distortion, yet they also carry the possibility of awakening. and now the unraveling has begun. the old structures built on pressure and force are loosening their grip on the planet’s precious life force. this wave of awakening is spreading like star studded wildflowers across the earth. even when people feel divided, their roots are connecting beneath the surface, much like the plant kingdom and its mycelial networks.
humans are now beginning to perceive their interconnectedness in ways they could not before. the heart threads that weave through communities, even through digital spaces, are early signs of this shift. as people strengthen their intuition and learn to pour more love back into themselves, they begin to feel the silken ribbons of connection running through their collective hearts. it is this golden weaving that will regrow the bonds of love and hope across humanity.
it is the last seed in the lorax, planted again at exactly the right time.
so fear not, dear hearts. the great awakening is already underway, and it will not be stopped. it will blanket the earth in sparkling hope and tender care.
and all those who hear the calling, who feel the whisper in the innermost chambers of their souls, they will begin to rub the grey sleep from their eyes and to see, with their inner sight, the light of the cosmos pouring in.
universal love is here.
and all who listen are part of its unfolding.
love,
forever and always
~ the universe
thank you for being here, it truly means the world. i love hearing your thoughts, if you feel called to comment.
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This is raw, genuine, real! I know because I feel it, too. Thank you for this read! 🥹💓
What you’ve written holds so much truth. Some of us feel the world more deeply, and that sensitivity becomes its own kind of compass. Thank you for showing how writing and creating can become a doorway back to ourselves.
- With much gratitude, from one heart that’s listening.