Children of a New Consciousness

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Children of a New Consciousness

Let’s look more closely at the children arriving on Earth today..  The awareness is present, the knowing that our children are of a new consciousness, different to those who have come before... but what does this really mean?  Many parents and teachers see the shift, the change, feel the difference in the ‘version of the child before them’ to the package of all we have known, and beyond the need to shape the child according to an old formulation.   Their presence is tangible, their unique gift to this evolving and fast-changing global existence.. a world in crisis, or so we are told.    So who are these children and how can we best understand them at this key time.  What is the lens or referent view through which we see the child, and all children arriving now, what is the language we need to meet and understand them.   The new-age angel card reader describing children with crystal auras and telepathy is a misnomer to the truth.  New consciousness is not an airy-fairy intangible that exists in meditative states only to be accessed by a few.  It is not something we need to gather into circles for or follow a spiritual tradition to find, nor is it something we need to shelter, protect and fight for, in fear of the big bad wolf.  The children of this planet today are the incoming souls that have been birthing here and in bringing a higher consciousness into their bodies, literally changing and evolving the greater body of humanity.... simple.  Higher consciousness means higher functioning, literally, the capacity to process and integrate higher levels of multi-dimensional information through cellular form as human… levels of functioning that have previously been disconnected, denatured and devolved in the history of our time.  

The diagnosis of children today as Autism spectrum  and Asperger’s directs us to see new function as dys-function or an inability to fit into, and function in, the world that exists.   A child who is processing many levels of incoming wavelength of consciousness  is integrating and synthesising all levels into their system as functioning form.  In doing so, they are giving us access to consciousness and information beyond our old paradigm and current understandings.     It can feel overwhelming at times, similar to being bombarded by many different sounds all at once and needing to harmonise them into coherency in the body, in a precise pattern or geometry the child is coded for.  These children are designed to repattern and reinform humanity through the circuitry in their bodies, individually and collectively.  It is clear beyond our old view of ‘soul-purpose’ that this is not a singular task, as we understand the collective nature of interwoven consciousness, like threads in a fabric, of many children, and an interconnected circuitry and neurology of unified functioning.   So, lets redefine ‘functioning’ as the child optimally existing as their soul is designed in this body, in the giving of their gift in an ongoing evolving capacity, within the greater body, as they grow and develop into adulthood.    The information processing capacity of our children far exceeds what they are taught in schools and in the world in its current intellectual and psychological self-reflection.  These children are receiving universal levels of consciousness and know themselves at these higher stations of identity.  Collectively they are literally downloading designs/ maps and equations of higher star level functioning, new civilisations, information technologies to create sustainable worlds, and unified harmonics of inter-relationship and global community… this is what defines them as ‘new children’ or ‘children of a new consciousness’ as they gift us a new way of being human, being together, and living harmoniously and sustainably on this planet we call home.  

The child of high-level functioning feels the misfit in situations of limited or linear information and is easily distractible, frustrated, bored, highly-sensitive and can show resistance to fitting into expectations, to behave a certain way or learn specific content for academic evaluation.  Often they need to literally slow down their natural functioning to engage the world at a lesser level and can only tolerate this for so long without frustration or out-burst.   There is often a transparency of view that brings an intolerance for information, consciousness and behaviour that is out of integrity and non resonant with the known of the child... an indigestibility of the duality, and frustration with the blindness to, or ceiling of awareness of, the evolving planetary future that is inherently written into these children’s timelines..  A deeply felt sadness and depression can also be experienced when the view that surrounds the child is unreconcilable with the core soul truth.    To see through the lower-level manipulation and distortion is easy for these children, they do not take the word of adults when it does not meet their higher level truth, nor will they be obedient to a system that is out of integrity and not part of the collective evolving wave of the future they know themselves an intrinsic part of.  The embodiment of higher soul-level purpose, truth, freedom and integrity, held within the collective woven infra-structure of all children arriving in recent years, has seen many of our young people stand up in front of large audiences and political leaders to give voice to what they know in their hearts as truth... creating waves of global motion and action, owning themselves collectively as stewards of this planet’s future.  In her interview for Time Magazine, Greta Thurnberg attributes her determination to her diagnosis of Asperger’s syndrome,  “It makes me see the world differently. I see through lies more easily,” she says. “I don’t like compromising. For me, it’s either you are sustainable or not — you can’t be a little bit sustainable.”  There are simple truths that move as one waveform through the fabric of consciousness of all children here on this earth, as a global body, informing our future, through the consciousness they collectively bring to earth and the action and change they create here as our next leaders. 

The clear pure advanced consciousness is the gift, that we know deep down our children hold, but are not given the language, classifications or functional lens through which to see and understand the truth of the child.  We speak of children bringing a new consciousness to the planet and then classify this new consciousness as dysfunctioning, administering drugs or techniques that dampen and close down this higher-level capacity, to allow the child to have a ‘normal life’, to fit into school, socialise in the playground, etc. We can see the reversal programming employed here.  The view to distort and limit the light of the child that gifts us a new consciousness, a new capacity and coherency to lift us beyond our limitations... to diagnose higher functioning as abnormal...  The recognition of the dis-ability-to-function-as-normal as political and socially supporting a non-discriminatory stance, evolves our sense of equality, and accepting those who are different from us, but where does this meet, validate or support the consciousness of the child?  A soul that has come from a cosmological star home or universe far from this earth realm intrinsically does not know how to fit in here.  A star soul that has never incarnated on earth before, and does not arrive with the imprinted memory of being human, simply does not fit our social norms and does not know the rules of the human game.   ‘Inappropriate’ social behaviour, slow language development and atypical neurological function are highly typical for these souls.  A higher consciousness being that knows itself as non-separate, and defines functioning as a collective neurology of information transfer, communication and physiological function cannot understand the limitations of these separate bodies, or exist naturally in social situations that concretise and uphold the separation and segregation of individual.  For these souls there is no concept or need of individual boundary that protects one from other, as the non-boundaried form is a conduit of shared Source consciousness, knowing itself as one through a geometry of connected truth, reverence and unity, and not some primitive destruct-destroy-consume-entropic system that requires protection for self-preservation.  If we understand the history of humanity as perpetual entrapment within this fallen time-space universe, locked into a limited ceiling of functioning as disconnected, separated consciousness programmed to be at war with themselves.... pause for breath... then from this view we can begin to see how the child of a higher functioning coherent unified consciousness might look upon the so called ‘normal’ behaviours of which they cannot ever fit into and achieve qualification of normal function.  What does normal look like, and who defines the parameters?.   A light that gifts itself to our world is pure unto itself and cannot be seen through any lesser lens.

No lens distorts the light more than religion.. the perpetuated blindness and program of religion to dictate the law of creation and the word of God begins to crumble in the eyes of the child.  The distorted view woven with threads of truth and threads of corruption to carefully conceal the true sovereignty of us all as children of God, as pure creation.  The rituals and decrees of worship and prayer are tangibly empty to the child born n connection to eternal God Source.   The child embodied knowing themselves as never separated from God, in zero-point Source circuitry simply cannot digest or shrink themselves into any concept, belief or structure that claims to be light, God, truth, but does not exist the true circuitry of Source.  The words are empty and the belief systems antiquated.  The referent is functionally in spin coherency in the heart of the child and everything else, no matter how well intended, or how long it has been a tradition, is not functionable in, and crumbles in the transparency of view.  Long held relgious tradition that has formed the backbone of cultural, community and family life begin to come undone.. it is not through disrespect of the elders, family or of the culture itself that these children cannot participate, it is through the known structural integrity of the core of their being, in relation to God Source that they cannot exist anything less than.  Rather the children in unified toroidal spin coherency and in multi-levelled unified fabric form are able to lift and enfold the old structures and beliefs, the rituals and practices tethered through time and tradition, into a new coherency of Source weaving new structures and light-encoded forms, evolving, being and beholding the light.

So we come to place of face... the true face of the child, beyond the distorted manipulated views... the face of the child seen in transparency for who they are, and in recognition of what they gift to this evolving planet.  To peel back the layers that hide the true face and light of the child, is to move beyond dwelling in the darkness ourselves... to face and see our true light is the gift received .. the bio-chemical bonds and caps of DNA that have harvested our eternal life-force for so long... consumed and manipulated by those who seek to gain from our entrapment… the base codes of matter, the form-holding blueprints, the matrix-encoded patterning that exists in the fabric weave of all children, now lifts us bio-chemically from our slumber, now re-awakens functioning we have lost and yet not truly forgotten, recognition software in our cellular matrix engages and opens to receive new tidal flows of coded light form... encoded in the fabric and form of the new children woven by many as one.

We need a language to speak of, and to, these children... to honour their presence and higher functioning, to support their development into adulthood and leadership, to receive the gift of their consciousness for our future, the risen platform they hold for us all... We need a language to meet these children where they exist in full function, where they can be seen and heard in their truth and articulation of emergent creation, in precision and unfurl of a sustainable planetary body. and new global consciousness.. where we can see and feel them defining and riding the edge of this evolutionary wave, together as they lead,  and we are lifted in the one motion.  we support them as parents as we stand where they stand, and see what they see . when we know their voice of truth and find a language of reverence, recognition and gratitude for who they are and why they are here, now.

 

Shelley x

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Immaculate Fertility

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Immaculate Fertility

The Incoming Soul presents to her mother an immaculate egg.  She is an Incoming Soul of the new creational form. With pristine gentleness and from the precise architecture of her infinite heart, she extends her hands with this immaculate gift for her mother to know as her own.  The gesture is in fact the exact motion of absolutely pure creation that will touch, shape and enfold the child’s family, community, world and heavens within the fabric of her own baby body; the body that will rest on the chest and in the arms of the very mother she envelops in the weave of her own exquisite and infinite form. 

Listen as the egg releases from the ovary.  Sound, light, touch, taste… everything is vastly, richly, infinitely available in this precise moment that is all moments in one.  From already created, already met, touched, known, and infinitely resourced, this child ignites the wave motion that is Sourceform existence beyond all linearity and duality we have known. 

The flesh of her baby body is immensely profound and purely, tangibly simple.  In one spark of ovulation, the child leads her own creation and stunningly reveals that she is all things – the egg, the conception, the pregnancy, the birth, the child, the mother, the family, the earth, the stars, divine and newly human all as one generative, timeless cell.  This cell is purely creational and has zero destruction within it’s codes, substance or function.  Absolutely everything is inherent within this cell, this egg, this child – an infinite body of many incomings, children, beings, earth, cosmology, all home realms and stars – everything exists and flows within, meeting and motioning the child with every pulse and breath, in all moments from already written, already met, already fed, already birthed, already living, beyond the parameters of time. 

This gift to the mother comes with a simple and life changing choice.  She can choose to be enfolded and walk within the fabric as the fabric itself, same form as her child… or she can choose to remain within the confines, stories and inevitable decay of the biological clock and mortal cell.  Upon receiving the gift from her child and trusting the incoming to lead her own creation, the mother’s cellular coding, substance and function begins to lift and flip open, not unsimilar to the egg that frees from the ovary, literally becoming the one generative cell that is all cells in her baby’s body... and now in her own body, which she will know as the entire fabric of Sourceform in motion through daily life.  This is an unprecedented shift for the mother, whose cells now smile with an ultimate freedom and lusciousness previously impossible and unavailable to her.

In practical terms, the game of fertility has completely changed here.  It is blasted wide open.  Blood chemistry, hormones, womb lining… all of it is now informed from massively vast, all inherent, uninterrupted pure Source circuitry that is not influenced by time, rather includes all time, all moments within it’s timeless and purely generative functioning.  This is fertility, ripeness, beyond all measure.  What happens to a mother’s womb here?  What happens to human DNA when the precision of Source coding purely carries and creates the architecture of life?  Where we have efforted and held on so tightly for dear life within the quantitative metrics and measurements of the fertility world… now a body, a matrix, a new human form of all exists for us to spread out into, completely free and full. 

This is remarkably different than the linear, cause and effect impact that the matrix of mortality (creation-destruction; life/death & decay) has imposed onto our cells, where we have had no choice but to medically, alternatively or energetically force ovulation, conception, pregnancy and birth before time runs out.  As all limitations are lifted and all resources are available within the form, the womb is liberated, the hormones become plump, clear, abundant and deliciously precise in their creation. 

The fluid wave motion of new Incoming consciousness and form creates rivers of blood and life that feed through the earth and into the body of the child and mother as same.  Not as separate; not as something to ground into or pull from in lack (linear).  Earth herself freed beyond separation within the cells of the creational form.  Like the blood of a massive placenta, as these rivers flow through the entirety of the creational fabric as the baby body as all, the body is nourished and sustained at levels we haven’t experienced before.  This is not something that an acupuncturist, abdominal massage therapist or infertility specialist will have on offer because fundamentally all healing modalities approach the body as a singular being that is in a linear process of decay over time.  Healing in and of itself exists within the original duality matrix which the Incoming Souls exist beyond.  Instead, the children arriving today offer us their womb, their egg, their cell and body to rest into fully.  Their womb that will carry us forward, lifted and freed, no longer holding out or holding on in hope and prayer that the child may still come despite our progressed age. 

The gift and choice of immaculate fertility is gifted by the Incoming Souls and is available for all right now.  It can be accessed through any child or Incoming Soul and opens a territory of infinite possibility for us all to explore from within the genesis of it’s one cell. 

The young girl lifts her small hands and embraces her mother’s cheeks.  She looks deeply and simply into her mother’s eyes and knows herself, as seen.  She sees and is the heavens, the milky starry skies in the smile of all cells and she dives into her mother’s heart to rest and play with all other children.  She motions through them all and ultimately back into her own heart where her family stands embracing her.  The one cell, the immaculate egg in infinite, fertile enveloping motion through itself as all in perpetuity. 

Rony Reingold

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Divine Anatomy of the Child

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Divine Anatomy of the Child

We live in a time where the consciousness of the children arriving on earth is beyond that which we have known to date.  It is imperative we do not impose an old and outdated spiritual anatomy and architecture upon these children, viewing them though a lens of what once was.  Instead, we must step beyond what we know to meet them in the revealing of an entirely new consciousness on earth.  Our children are leading a massive evolutionary wave motion of the fabric of form and existence as human, changing the very codes our cellular structure is built upon.  They have over many years created the unified structures that have become the container to receive higher incoming consciousness on earth… incoming souls gifting us the codes, geometries and evolution of form.

These children do not exist in the old spiritual architecture of separation.  They do not enter their bodies through a linear hara-line, they do not have chakras, they do not bring energy down through their midline and ground into this earth, anchoring a separate soul consciousness into a separate earth.  These children do not need crystals and blessings.  They do not need clearing or healing.  They do not have separate fields that need protecting from a harsh world.  They do not need special diets to keep them pure and non-toxic.  They do not carry our unresolved traumas and genetic stories.  They are not the result of their ancestral genetic or karmic history.  They do not carry our collective history of destruction and persecution and are not controlled by the old matrix programs.  They will not be preyed upon by the on and off-world forces that feed upon humanity in its collective entrapment.  They will not fit into our old societal structures that deny freedom and truth.  They will not fight wars or fight each other.  They will not fight the failing political systems on earth.  We do not need to teach them who they are, or why they are here.  We do not need to protect them from the world and its destructive ways.  They do not exist in separation or reference life from anything less than true unity.  We do not need to limit them. 

We need to trust them.

These children are arriving here in freedom and are not playing a duality game.  They do not need to fight against what is, as the duality of the fight itself only serves to perpetuate the dual nature of existence.  These children will begin beyond our known and they will create new systems, new global infra-structures, new solutions.  They will create these from the new biological structures they already exist in, the new base codes of unity they are already carrying, the unified consciousness they are already running in vast circuitries through their bodies.  They will create from pure creation as an unfurling wave, beyond the duality of creation - destruction.  They will stand on a new platform that holds the earth inherent within their cellular matrix and cannot conceive of being out of integrity with any aspect of their form. The global body of humanity and the earth body are part of their ‘I am’ identity of self, as one, as all.  This child begins from a freedom we have only imagined and not entertained as truly possible. 

These children know what we don’t yet know…  beyond the predictions of doom and destruction of an unsustainable planet, beyond the predictions of the extinction of our species, the degenerative diseases, and separation in our birth practices, the deforestation and pollution of our oceans.  Many parents do not want to ‘bring a child into the world the way it is’ and yet this is exactly the point.  It is our children who are here to lift us beyond the limits of our old perceptions and our old destruction patterns on replay.  It is our children that bring a certainty of a new world as it is already encoded in the cells of their bodies, together, as one fabric beyond even our concepts of unity... a form that motions from pure creation, all inherent, enfolding existence beyond unity, beyond ever separating from Source.  How can we fathom what this feels and looks like for the incoming soul who never knows themselves as separate.  Think about it for one moment, if a soul enters this world beyond separation, birth will fundamentally change, mother and baby remain fluidly inter-connected and family bodies are enfolded in the greater body of the child.  The architecture at every level of life will change with each soul existing form, as all, through all.  We cannot not be lifted and enfolded within the fabric of the body of the child.  Who we are fundamentally changes here.  Beyond the spiritual anatomy of the past, our children arrive today, with a divine anatomy of now, which inherently creates the future for all.

Shelley Lemaire

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Meet me here..

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Meet me here..

Every child invites us to meet them in their truth.. the embodied truth in their cells, the consciousness they bring, the core truth of their being that is encoded into their body.  When we meet them they reveal to us who they are, how they exist and function in the world, and the gift they bring.  There are fundamental geometries involved, codes, consciousness and an understanding of how the chid fits together, within their own soul embodied cells, and with other children of like consciousness and unified geometry.   As the soul of the child enters his body, or exists his body in functioning circuitry, we have an opportunity to meet him in this exquisite divine anatomy.  When listened to and met, every child will ‘drop’, meaning they will rest within themselves, from a core  place of being seen, met and heard.  These are the precise co-ordinates of the child, their unique essence and infra-structure of cellular form which create the living functioning biological body and references the way the child interacts with others and the world around them.  This is the fundamental reference for how a child is received and how they receive the world around them, their social interaction, digestion, relationship with food, emotion, family, school, all areas of life can all be understood from this referent view.  When met in precision and purity, the child will rest into themselves, their known and unique equation of existence.  When met, the child will be able to reference themselves through you, as mother, father, teacher etc. and relinquish the scream or demand to be heard that may be playing out symptomatically.  Most children will exhibit a significant settling of their nervous system, neurology and systemic functioning.. i.e. their circuitry.  We can literally engage with our children through their bodies and understand their functioning through meeting them there, receiving their consciousness into our own cells, and experiencing their essence and referent for life.  i.e. literally feeling what it feels like for your child to be who he or she is - soul in body - and what he or she needs us to know to support them.

In this work we speak at the level of the newest incoming souls to arrive here.. to meet them in their truth and receive their known.  As each new wave of incoming souls arrive here, with new codes of form, these are able to be received by all others, and the older children are the first to pick this up.  Our children are constantly evolving and not from a ‘seeking-learning-healing’ path that adults engage in spiritually, but from a natural waveform of unified evolutionary motion, that engages the cellular realities of all children in the interconnected lattices of their embodiment geometries.  In other words, a tidal flow that carries us all forward through the interconnected geometric harmonics of our children, as they form a tapestry of interwoven consciousness, that include the earth and cosmos in the fabric of their bodies.

We always meet each child where they are existing their soul-body to reference all else happening for the child.  It is the same for any adult also.  To reference the child as less than this, is to impose a view or window upon their functioning that comes from separation, outside the child’s consciousness, and will tend to employ a filter, distorted lens, or blinkered view, like looking at the ocean though the end of a coffee cup and thinking the ocean is a circle of blue the size of a cup.of coffee.  If we know how to listen, our children gift us the capacity to see and understand them fully, and by meeting them in the vastness of their core truth, we ultimately meet ourselves.

Some of the children I most enjoy working with are the high-functioning souls who due to their sensitivity have ended up on  restricted diets such as gluten-free, sugar-free and so on.  These children are running much higher consciousness through their small bodies and with vast sensitivity.. Similarly so with those who are considered ADHD or high functioning in ways that do not fit the norm.  It is fairly simple to help stabilise these children through the bio-circuitry of their bodies and cellular geometry of their unified embodiment, so they can continue to process the high levels of consciousness through their bodies, but with more solid stable circuitry to support them.  We can easily teach parents how to meet these children in the same cellular circuitry to additionally stabilise them through the family body.  Our children gift us an unlimited consciousness to grow and evolve with them, and we need to carefully consider the implications of imposing limitations and boundaries on these children based on separation, expecting them to exist in lesser functioning, instead of supporting them by shifting our referent and meeting them in the true unified functioning of their form.  The symptoms of the children who are not seen or heard, those who are not fundamentally met, are calling for our attention.  The physical illnesses, anxiety, depression, technology escape-addiction, are not merely symotoms of today’s lifestyle, but a call from our children who are designed to be born here now, to birth the change in consciousness, to bring the sustainable solutions and technologies for our planet, and to lift us all to be the global body of humanity they know we can be.. our children hold the keys but it is our role to support them, to fully see and listen to them beyond separation and meet them where they need to be met.

Every child is a unique and precious gift, a soul that births on earth, to share their essence, their heart and soul with us, their family, earth family, and so on out to the stars of home they know in the fabric of their cells.  Every child is also a light that shows us the truth of who we are, and how to find our freedom and source. Humanity has long been functioning in a matrix of distortion and illusion designed to perpetuate the entrapment, keeping the illusion alive to ensure we do not see the prison, or the keys to freedom.  The gift of so many children today, is that of our sovereign freedom as divine human and the capacity to create upon this beautiful earth a living paradise beyond the cycles of destruction that have existed as part of our core distorted program.  To see the child who is free, is to also know our own freedom.  To receive the light of the child is to change the world.

Shelley Lemaire

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The Seeing Motion

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The Seeing Motion

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Can I be a flower of Light?

Conceived and born in form of white

Moving in the move of all

No fight..  no tear.. no quest.. no fall.


To glide, to flow, to shine as son

To live as me who lives as One.


The daughter born in winged flight

Who swirls and spins as purest sight


There is this clear true eye that sees

This One of me, this ‘can’, this ease.


A seeded child in white of earth

Whose life is love, is flesh, is birth,

Is play, is run, is know, is see,

The white of Source .. this flesh can be:


The earthen babe whose skin is pink

As fuschia picked in deepest think


Whose tender tears, the water’s flow

Whose standing is the mountain’s show


Whose flight is every birds display

Of freedom in the fresh of day


The blue in sky the white of cloud

Is every quiet, every loud


Every motion ever shown

Is trust, is guide, is felt ...is known.

Joan Harold

(Artwork by Joan Harold)

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The colour of you

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The colour of you

"I don't know what to do" said the Mother, "here, where you have been trying tirelessly to be what I have taught you to be, what I have 'moulded' you into, what you have tried so hard to become, because of me. The picture I had of you before you came was the face of the sweetest child that I would love, care for and protect with all the bones of me. A child I thought I could be a parent to, from all I have learned before...learned from old stories and old books, old and new ideas and expert teachings..... and here we are, at odds with each other once more... me quashing the very 'you' of you because I haven't known you as I could"

"I am not sure where to begin" said the Father, "here, where everything I have ever known of being a father changes. My old head knows what I have seen, to teach and preach, to do as I say, to give life to, hold, nourish, teach, bestow upon, guard, protect, instil in, guide, forge, allow, nurture and foster values in because.. well.. because I didn't know how else to be. I know that there is a new begin here.. in seeing you there is a new me."

So the dialogue starts. An admission of lost, an unknown level of how to be a mother, a father, to a child who knows Source in the light of their neurology and circuitry, and who functions in everything at that level of light. The child who comes with a consciousness that is, and only ever can be, in the motion of connected-to-Source, and therefore, connected to each other. The parent who sees that in her child, but also knows nothing of how to truly be with that.

In the met of this child, this mother meets her own essence, and can begin to stand into her own known, her new begin, not into the fear of parenting beyond what she thinks she knows.  The father can hear, from this point, what the body of the child who knows heaven in his cells sounds like:

"It knows God. It knows a code of light that can be seen and heard - wavelength defined by itself. It knows the heart-beat of me as unbounded, resonant with all beings.

My language speaks freedom from the colour-by-numbers picture of the past. It contains questions that evolve answers too. It contains codes that are pure in their utterance and need no deciphering, because in that purity they are heard by all. The perception of the articulation is whole as it is heard from the knowing of white neurology of me.

My body knows its co-ordination in the space of all, not confined to the rooms, house, or world I'm in. My proprioception functions from the reference of infinite light as its point of orbit. From there I can move in ease and truth. Each motion can be trusted because it is motioned by the light of me. In this motion there is no fall.

My ears hear and know the balance of all things, the waves that include frequency through all particles. Each sound I hear from this becomes a sound I reference from Source, I listen from pure. So as you speak from pure, I hear you.

My circuitry is wide, is full, is infinite - and my whole body is in the navigation of infinite space. The nervous system of the many universes is my body's playground.

And so, mother, father, this is how I know you too. I bring you to this place of understanding and cell-being so that we can live our fullest in life.  I lead you to where you can see what draws you from white source light, and I show how the colour of you emerges as you marvel at the many colours of my life"

The mother responds to her baby from here : 

"all the ways I can love you from this, are all the ways I know to be in me. I can know God in my cells. I can feel this wavelength in me as it is in you. So we can speak of all the things we each know from the heart of us.  Each heartbeat that leads the next step that we take together. I can know your body's form from here, a resonant space that allows me to feel the play you play, the noises you make, the massive releases your body knows it needs. And I can play there too, my body's space, how we bounce off each other in the joy of our unleashing. I can release here, in my truth and purity, where there is no threat, and not the anger of old. We dance with each other in this music. 

What we can hear together in each moment of our own knowing, sounds different here. We can hear each others truths, fears, deepest desires and farthest imaginings. We can hear when things are off kilter too, and motion towards each other again. A real home-coming of sound. In the body of family. That home-coming rests the edges in us that are on alert, or the nervous system that has ground itself to a halt so often. That circuitry that lights in all of our family can flow of its own generative ignition, moment to moment. It is not static or a set-piece, the motion shows itself like infinite light fluid, a particle that is effervescent in eternal glow. It leads us to every moment and knows itself in all of the moments before".

From here, the father knows "within the body of you, and of me, I see that you are not a child to be lessened into an old definition, an old developmental profile, a series of boxes to tick as you grow, a showing of how to be - based on all that has gone before. I see that although your body is cute - a squashable huggable mess of curls and sweet smells that answers a primitive call to protect and nurture - you are infinitely clear. Your substance is not to be trifled with.  You exist a circuitry that engages with every moment of your being, and that includes every moment of mine. Your voice is a clear speaking of purity not to be quashed. It is my known voice too, as the father in the song of the family"

"We can be the new mother, the new father. We can drop into the moment of your gaze that brings us beyond the wounds of our own story. We can take your invitation and allow our neurology to shift to mirror yours. We can step into the form of your function and see every day what is really important, really needed. Our eyes can see you as the light source being beyond vulnerability and doubt, beyond a perception of a fallible little babe in arms. We can allow our bodies to travel the wavelength with you and see its needs or its gifts. We can meet ourselves as one vision, one hearing, one heartbeat, one system of motion, that allows every moment to be in the purity and truth of a met Source-formed family.

We see your funny, your kind, your gentle, your care. We see your smart, your try, your talent, your sing and dance. We see your absolute beauty and your struggle. And we stand here as your parents to see them from the widest lens that allows all of these things - every one of them - to be seen in our own eyes too. Parent and child. Child and parent. Same. Free. "

 

Joan Harold

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The child

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The child

I have brought you a gift, said the child.. to stand at the altar of God beyond any church.. I have brought you a gift, said the child, freedom from heaven and hell, from the dominion of an old creation, a gift to set you free from the walls of all prisons, from the lock and key of time and space, the history of your cells, that live you today.  I have brought you a gift from beyond the tidal waters of your inevitable destruction, your fallen angels, and armaggedon.  The light in my cells has not entered your story of original creation, to fall into duality and find my pathway home to God.  I begin from freedom, I do not seek it.  I begin from knowing home, I do not search to find it.  I begin from timeless, I do not enter your mortal matrix of human and yet I come to this earth as a babe in your arms ... I have brought you a gift, said the child, to know yourself as I know you, to see yourself as I see you, to be your own creator, and rest in the creation of your timeless cellular self.. I give you a gift, said the child, to be lifted beyond the cells of your birth, the old written story, to exist beyond all edges and return to the heart of true home and run, laugh and play with me here on this earthly paradise ..

'We come from beyond your universal known, unbound by dimension, free from the written story of your world.  We come from beyond your known heavens, religions and creation myths.  We come from worlds beyond worlds where we know ourselves beyond time and space, where we see ourselves through many eyes as One, and know the sound of our harmonic through all form.  We exist beyond articulation yet are written into the cells of now.  A future memory, a particle equation of space and time created and seeded.  We have come from beyond your universal known to grow in you, as children, what is known by us in the eternal timelessness of our God form.' 

I give you a gift said the child, to create within your cells and enfold you within a woven fabric of our form.. held in the heart of God. The baby in your arms, my flesh the substance, equations and mysteries of the universes, touch to the void of unknown, truth to the shape and colours of our life, our family, our world...  know me as I know you. I gift you a fabric of existence through which we truly see and hear and touch each other as home, a timeless form through which we know safety beyond trust, the cradle from which we can never fall.  I created this for you.  Mother come walk with me.

I gift you a gift said the child, a new creational realm on earth to explore and play in freedom's known.  To stand in the heavenly garden of home on risen earth, in full flesh, in pulsating womb and heart, as one.  Beyond impossible, we walk together in the known footsteps and jubilation of our one form in motion... the wavelength of purest home.  Mother as child and child as mother, the timeless cell of all life in every breath, every step.  This gift is ours, to taste, to touch, to know, to live... and as our feet claim the weightless grass in the motion of Source form standing, the gift is offered to all.  The milk of the heavens that quenches the thirst to know God intimately, the mother fed by the baby at the breast.  Mother take my hand, let me caress your cheek and embrace your heart in the brilliant light motion of my freely existing form.  In the simplest touch, all is gifted and freed.  Our fingers intertwined, our hands held, we walk, run, play, fly in the delight of the heart of family formed.  Together we know the horizon in our heartbeat and the fonte of the clearest, most pristine waters of eternal life.  Together we stand as sunflowers and know ourselves as the sun.  This risen earth becomes our new playground as the infinite gift unfurls with every step. 

I have brought you a gift said the child..

 

Shelley Lemaire & Rony Reingold

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In Full Vision

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In Full Vision

 

Can you search for something if it is here, in every moment?  To search, to seek, to try to find, to long for, to be desperate to connect to, to do anything to connect with.. these are all phrases from eyes that are separate from the whole. 

You see, as you search for me in a glorious haze of purple tutti-fruiti incense-filled fire-breaths, waiting to feel yourself feel me in the motion of a glory-enraptured depth-inhalation process, I am the breath that helped you leap out of bed and put your socks on this morning.

As you bake the dried flax-crackered-crunch-sticks of effervescent, purified, toxic-free, health-dust dental-workoutery, and suck out the gluten from the bowels of your cupboards to cleanse your homes or body, in the hopes that you will find me or heal me in transparency of food form's highest vibration... I am the entire taste and juice that nourishes your body to become transparent in the richness of all it imbibes, and every vibration that is.

As you twist your body to eek out the slightest hint of creak or stiffness, as you reach to the stars to stretch to the manna of emptiness that calms your busy mind, I am that which stretches you, forms you, moulds you and moves you.. I am the emptiness, the fullness and everything in between. 

As you speak to the mountain of her strength and unlimited prowess, the vale of her green luscious flowery fertility, as you caress the water and name and bless and honour each and all as your point of knowing to dive in and experience me.. I am in the cell of all of these and more, I am seeing you from beyond the unity of these things and I am simply here, in free view, not requiring access through the earths beauties.

As you dance deeply in spin and euphoria to celebrate your womb's divinity, as you swing your nipple tassles with fervour, as you etch markings on your body to reach me in the celebratory ceremonies of commune, as you dress in flowing gowns of the deepest multicoloured velvet and the lightest whitest tuille, as you harmonise your body in the motion of a sacred dance of fertility, or motherhood, or parenting, or carpooling, I am in the quiet of the slippers and pyjamas that you rest in after all the trumpet blast.

As you moxibust yourself into a supplemental dried-ice miasma, chase a remedy to ease your mind to heal, seek to resolve all trauma in the wang-dang-doodle of a drumbeat tonal clearing, venerate the ancestors in a face-painting ascension party.. I am simply your next and every forward step.

As you 'call-in' my soul with the mantras of the chosen few, the songs of the wind, the psychic whispers to the crystal balls of fire, I am already on the line, in the motion. I am not waiting, I am doing.

When you seek me in all the ceremonial glory of your human longing, when you look for me in all the ceremonial guidance of your human past, you miss that I am here, not separate from you, in full colour, in full sound, in full vision, in full motion.. beyond any need, or seeking, in every moment of life's living, In the simplicity of the light of day, in every delicious morsel.

 

* Author's note: please read this with the eyes that know rods and cones of humour, the digestive rumblings of a reflective smile and the emerging belly-giggle of a child knowing the full journey to simplicity in all of our individual meanderings. 

 

 

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Mary

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Mary

Carved in stone Mary..  the mother of all, Mary..  Heart of the celestial heavens, Mary..  Hold us, bless us, protect us Mary.. the prayers on the wind, the steeples of churches.. standing stone she is, Mary.  Queen of Heaven, she is, Mary.  A broken veil she guards, Mother of the stars fallen from heaven.. defender of the pure and good,. birthing the Christ Child Mary.  Written in stone Mary., your governance Mary.  He who sees you, mother of all children Mary, formed from the stars, the firmament of heaven, Mary.  

These waters of creation that flow forth from your womb Mary, these timeless transparent waters of pure creation.. the stars contained within these cosmic oceans, Mary.. the firmament gifted back to the earth born, written within your cells Mary.. the heart of the mother.. the stars on your cloak, the enfolding of the immaculate beings in the fabric of a thousand heavens, Mary.. one immaculate conception of many many infinite beings.. one immaculate cell dividing upon itself in creational fulfilment, Mary.. form-through-form, meeting itself in every cell, motioning through itself in every division, purity-into-purity, white-into-white, immaculate timeless unfurl of your children, Mary, freed from your mantle, birthed into eternity.. the faces of a thousand heavens, the light of God immaculately coded in the many children, each in the pure light of known of the other.. the timeless motion of met.  The eternal fabric of God Source form, beyond holding or protection Mary, freed from your cloak Mary, gifted to all mothers Mary.  

Where do your prayers fly now my child.. as you look into the eyes of your son, your daughter, your child born, and see a thousand heavens in their face.. all you ever wished for in the known of their heart and grace of their smile.  Do you see them seeing you through my eyes?  Do you see your prayers answered before you speak them? I have come to this earth for you my child, your heart in my heart, your innocence in my eyes.. beyond sin and separation you are lifted, beyond need for salvation, the weight of an ancient history behind you, the dusty prayers from the church rafters, blown away in the breeze.  Where do your prayers fly now, when your children lift you enfolding you in their white wings, an eternal embrace of Gods True Light. 

These are my children who know themselves as the light of God in form, the face of a thousand heavens who exist a body of human, a heartbeat of Source light circuitry.. these are my children immaculately born, enfolding their pure white light in a cloak of many stars, a fabric woven from the beings of all homes, all stars, stitches and loops, threads of a perfect design .. these are my children, freed to enfold you within the fabric of their form, an embrace of eternal white wings, the known motioning of their light through cell, their particle dance of starlight lifting all to the heavenly light of Home where I dwell.

 

Shelley Lemaire  

 

 

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An eternal moment

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An eternal moment

I watch you hold her.. your touch tender and true... your focus upon her face..  her gaze holding yours.. nothing else exists.., a breath held, a moment in time eternally ours... she is here.. this child.  Our eyes have seen her world... she taught us how.. she gifted her vision, for our eyes only, to know her, as she forms herself, to see her design stunningly sculpted, to know her body as ours, pristine architecture, fluid, light, sound.. the truth of her form everything we have walked... ‘take me to the Camino’ .. her voice the voice of eternal stars, her mantle, a cloak of many.. 

This child of ours, as she curls her fist in your jersey, tight like she will never let go.. a touch that contains all things, woven with infinite tomorrows, gathered in a fabric of today.. one touch an entry to her world.. one breath, one moment, 

The blanket around her tiny body unable to separate her cells from ours.. the fabric of our family.. she has created.. the sound of her name I would only know from your lips. She chose you so very long ago.. your heart, your love, my love.. our union held in her vision, tied like the silk bow of her dress, with graceful fingers and a known smile.. many years in our time.. so many layers, threads we have woven immaculately though our cells, an infinite fluid union, to receive her into our arms.. a touch beyond eternity to know her. 

i can traverse your song like a map to our family heart, as you navigate her stars to find me in this world.. that we may live this creation together.. becoming the timeless moment, our song, the Aria of her name.  

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The heart of the man in the boy

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The heart of the man in the boy

You reach from your heart to touch the world.. a world that knows not how to meet this touch, a world that may recoil from the largesse of your being, a world that you long for, in infinite stretch,  to reach, to touch, to hold outs its hand to you in return.  As a father, holds out his hand for his son, to lead through the deep stead of his footprints, to mark the way in the soil of this life, how to stand as a man... the bones of your boyhood, the growing arc into man.  He is your anchor and your way, your post to lean into and your guiding eyes as you tread this path of boyhood, as you learn to shave the face of a man.. I see you my son, the faces you will touch with your outstretched hand, the caress of your soul.. the voice you will bring to a world desperate to hear, a song you will sing of the future unfurling within the fabric of all.  He is your solid in the growth of your youth, yet you are the arms of the man holding this world in your small frame.. your eyes knowing the freedom that is not yet lived, knowing the truth of family that is not yet formed.  Your heart of hearts beats for all, it is not a single beat and yet it has been alone too long in this life.  Too many have walked away from your outstretched hand, the unified tomorrow you feel today... too many times the world has yelled at you, to be quiet, less than, to hold it in, keep yourself separate, to not touch... and too many times your heart aches with the knowing of more, the love you have to give, the depth of being in union you have to share with many.  

Where he meets you my son, is the heart of his knowing, family beyond the defines and confines, the lines drawn in the sand that never made sense to you.  Where he meets you my son is in the beat of his heart as father, that knows the family union of your heart, the longing, the reach, the rhythm of the hearts that are only true together, the one note of your pure song... where he meets you my son is in the breath of his lungs as father, the breath that holds you steady in your new stance, that gives rise to your being, both the mountain beneath your feet and lift to opens your wings.  Your song to lift to the heavens and spiralled through all to rest within the earth herself.  Where he meets you my son is in the strength of his spine to stand on this earth as father, weighing all action from his vast heart, a scale of justice and truth, a countenance to depend on.  Where he holds you my son is the embrace of a father in his highest dominion, holding his family beyond responsibility, redefining the core, the weightlessness of his gift dissolving your need - the earth ever on your shoulders, the support always just out of reach.  Where he sees you my son, is in the vision you hold, the future you bring, that meets his own vision, his global consciousness, his gift to humanity, the tapestry you weave and gaze upon together, the threads and steps you choose, the tools you work with... the heart of the home of all homes you build together  Where he meets you my son is in the validation of all you are and all you have ever known... no longer out of reach, he rests inside your heart as you rest in his... the heart of the man in the boy... Koru 

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The light of the son

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The light of the son

There is a place where I enter the heart .. it is the only place I enter.  There is a space father in the presence that is beyond awareness.. a key that fits only when all pieces have assembled .. the precise jigsaw of family complete.. each union engaged, unity weaving itself to meet the place of beyond union.. Itis a gateway.. they call it a matrix, an entry point that opens only when the precise pieces are all met, engaged and active.. I am beyond the babe.. I am the master being that enters the game through the family heart at its highest union.. I am the gift of the access itself.. to a new creational dominion.. I am the light that enters when all else finds home.. and I am the light that leads the way... I am the step that can be taken in all directions, for I exist the light of Source as form, as gateway, as matrix, as body.  I am undefined in your universal familiar.. for I exist beyond.  I am all and I am one.. I do not exist to the world in separation.. my light seen only through the eyes of many that see as one.. In the realms beyond unity we play a different game.. Do not see me as the baby that needs to be held or sheltered .. my safety comes not from your world, but from the Source of all.. It is the heart of God that articulates the blood through my veins, the creational breath in my lungs and the fabric of all existence, my cells, my flesh, my skin.. It is a skin that will know no bounds, an infinite touch beyond any need to be validated by other.  I see as the creator and created of my own form and this is my gift to you.  The blinding light of the sun, your son, who lifts you free and carries you home.

The heart of our family knows, communicates in ways words were not crafted to.. beyond transmission of one being to another, it is a place of known motion and creation.. a waveform of substance, and unfurling of a family fluid heart design.  A body.  Each piece uniquely gifted to fit with each other, family beyond parts, unity beyond separation.. this family heart I loop myself through, a stitch from Home to home.. one point that enters as the equation itself, enfolding the fabric of existence, the blanket of space and time.. enveloping myself in my own creation.  

If I lifted you father with my wings, the light would burn, like Icarus to the sun.. I lift you my beloved family by entering the union of your heart, to carry you as one...to the infinity of the home in which I dwell, within your fully human form..  The breath from these lungs freed... beyond wings, a harmonic of family carrying us all home.. your sun chariot awaits... Luca

 

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The fabric

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The fabric

If we move beyond the separation of spirit and matter .. what is the body?  We have now moved beyond embodiment, a soul entering a body for a period of growth.  We have moved beyond the original creation, the fall and return home. There is a new begin.. beyond any separation, where the weaving of creational form exists as a new fabric .. form beyond the separate body, beyond embodiment, but more physical than ever before.  We are not ascending out of our bodies, but moving beyond death and dimensionalisation as the body.. as a new fabric of elemental particle substance.. creational form woven beyond all duality, creation-destruction, spirit-matter, divine-human.. There is a new definition of body that begins and ends with the fabric.. Light - code - form... our cells now begin where the incoming souls of pure light form creation begin.  As the same. 

The fabric is essentially the weave of a new blueprint for creation (a new matrix).  We have received all incoming souls weaving a tapestry through light and geometry into the cells, motioned through a toroidal circuitry of Source at increasing levels of unified function, informing the bioform of human.. to arrive at this point of a new creational matrix, genesis code.. the fabric of all of existence beyond time in motion from Source, but with a new set of instructions ..  the fabric of all existence beyond separation, knowing itself as never separated, as the body.  

An incoming soul here is no longer arriving on earth.. they are not entering through the old incarnational gateways.. they do not leave earth in the same way.. there is no death for these beings... they literally enfold the fabric of the entire form around their unique co-ordinates, creating a body as we know it, human baby form, here, but never leaving home.. The fabric folding upon itself through the new creational matrix to inform form.. like stitches in the creational tapestry, where the stitch loops from soul origin home to body, as home, in the same time-space and the entire fabric enfolds around this point .. never separate, existing as the form of all existence in motion from home, beyond time space and dimensionalisation.. all right here now.  

The gateway is the body is the matrix is the fabric is the form.  All.  The motion of the form is the expression of creation in unfurling precision.  This is woven by many many beings within the fabric, beings of many many origins and universal realms.  All beings in the fabric are also present in their individual dimensional existence.. if you see from the core point you see the one particle composition of all and from another view see the dimensional realm aspects through all.  

We have entered this game through separation, and worked hard at reunifying our soul aspects and unifying with other, awakening and returning to God Source.  The incoming children for the last 6 years have entered and embodied into unified architecture, creating layers of unified infrastructure to lift the whole, supporting our collective awakening and return to Source.  Now the incoming souls can create a body here that has never experienced separation in any capacity.  Just as the linear architecture of separation evolved in our children to the toroid geometry of unity, this now falls away as the scaffolding of unified form, revealing a new beginning in our cells.. we begin where the incoming soul begins, beyond unity.. cells that have never known separation or duality.. the genesis cell informed and informing from the one infinite fabric of Source form.. elemental particle structure that knows true home, enfolded around the point of always met.. always home.

These beings can never not be met, to use a double negative, as they enfold the fabric of their earth bodies as creators, their families are gathered into the weave, the motion, the articulation of met.. substance, cellular form of Source.. life unfurls to bring the family to the met point of the child.. in union, but knowing the place beyond unity .. the one family., the one timeless cell of all creation.  

It is the incoming child who sees, the one who enters here, enfolding and existing as the entire fabric.  It is the incoming child who knows life as the timeless cell in inherent transparency, existing in the articulation of absolute truth beyond integrity, evemet in the motion of the creational unfurl of the form.  It is the incoming child that invites the mother to be met, the mother, who is welcomed by the baby, into the fabric of their form, in the infinite embrace of the enfolding motion of eternally met.  

This is the gift...given and received in each heartbeat 

 

Shelley Lemaire  

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Starlight

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Starlight

Starlight in bedrock ..  unearthing the koru, the unfurling light of a new beginning.  Masters of form beyond time and space .. child of the universes .. a white matrix of home, the design .. a form of many beings, many stars .. her white dress, the delicate lattice of light, an interwoven celestial fabric of fluid form .. the waves of the sea furling at her feet .. all being motion giving breath to the gown of form as the tides ebb and flow upon this new earth .. a firmament underfoot, gateway to a new garden rising from the stars on the cloak of Mary .. a mother to a child .. the mantle of all children, carrying the mother within the oceanic womb of their new creation .. we birth together into the form, a fabric of eternity unfurling it’s pristine fronds .. a gift of purity unimagined .. and held here in the palms of her outstretched hands .. the alpha of a new beginning, the woven multi verses gathered  into a single song, an aria from her heart .. a knowing smile in her eyes.

 

Just one stitch, a loop in the fabric .. from home to home .. one seashell found on the beach .. one starlight thread from origin to conception .. one stitch precisely and intricately enfolding and unfurling the entire fabric of existence upon itself, home in form .. space and time enfolded like origami to meet .. begin to begin .. loops of many as one .. family brought together from beyond the stars, the longing touch of reunion in the bone .. the fragments of an aeon dissolving to dust .. a lift to heaven that requires no death; the rose unfurling her petals beyond the need for thorns .. Masters of creation, a new family in the making .. the golden thread poised, the tapestry woven .. where will you meet yourself in this design, as the waves sound upon the shore and the shell of the sea becomes the heart of the family .. the child of the golden embryo weaving the womb of home through all .. mother come walk with me.. 

 

Shelley Lemaire

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A field of sunflowers

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A field of sunflowers

Have you seen them, the children... the light of the sun in form....standing tall in full view...  Have you seen them, the children... the golden alchemical ichor flowing through their veins.  Have you seen them, the children, holding the flame with grace, igniting and enlightening our pathway Home...   Have you seen them, the children, standing alone, yet together on this mountain top... standing in full view and witness of this time... their creational form the new temple on the Mount, heralding this new aeon... a timeless moment containing all time, fluid and transparent.... the light eternal upon the rock. 

Have you seen them, the children, who come to us direct from Source, unseparated, undivided, their gift beyond unity... to see us, hold and embrace us, into their vast form.... Standing alone, we cannot figure how to leap from separation, and skim the stepping stone of unity, to arrive on the shore of never-separated, where they dwell.  These children are here to lift and carry us across all that has been, to where the beyond is the begin and we rest in the motion of the creational wave.  Have you seen them, these children, in the place they begin... where we step into their form as the gateway to all we are seeking.... where they gift us home in the many layers and languages of a unified universal tapestry... where the woven fabric is the petrichor and substance of the garden itself from which these sunflowers grow... the light of creation, woven golden in our wombs, standing tall in our hearts, informing the fabric of our ever form... we see you in the timeless motion of your creation... as the sunflowers stand 

 

Shelley Lemaire  

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A new begin

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A new begin

In this work we speak of the purity, the precision and perfection... about stepping back to truly witness the unfurling divine creation without any imposition or demand ... we speak of listening, receiving, meeting the incoming soul, in that each has a pure gift to bring... and when we receive it, in the precision with which it is gifted, the incoming soul or child is met, validated, known.. and this intrinsically changes the substance, the body, the embodiment and reference point for life... theirs and ours!   Receiving the incoming souls into the body is a spiritual teaching and alchemical transformation... our cells are forever changed.  The incoming children are our teachers, before they arrive, all of them in their unified grace... and the gift is for all.  Each time a new incoming soul consciousness arrives on this earth the precise gift and level of consciousness is available to all... to be received into the body, as the soul themselves... each divine conception carrying a teaching and evolutionary step for all.  

The gifts our incoming children have woven into the fabric of their new form are inherent in our now moment... able to be seen and received now, to reweave our own bodies in their truth... as mothers, fathers  birth-workers, teachers, community and grandparents as we witness their role in the unfurl of our future.

The teachings from the incomings begin far beyond our questions... they loop us into the fabric of their form... their consciousness, their bodies, their embodiment... From here we see as they do. and our questions change.  We are the ones received and it is our met point and validation and known.. they receive us in the place beyond our separate, where we rest into them and exist beyond any question or the need to know. 

Every experience we are in can be traversed through the creational form, the zero point of source, soul, origin, family and purpose... and come full circle changing our moment, our understanding, our cognitive and our next step.   We literally begin from a new reference point and when we take this step everything changes... the way we eat, the way we move, the way we parent, the way we support and educate our children, the way we see the events of the world...  

When we take the step and begin where our children begin... it is an active living listening, a spiritual practice in daily life, an experiential cellular truth.  We find ourselves through diving into our children, not taking time out to meditate... we find ourselves by handing over the reigns to our incoming souls and riding the waves of form with them, experiencing creation through the hand of the artist and the canvas of the body... to stand where our incomings stand to see the whole story, the place where the tapestry is finally big enough and begins to make some sense and offers us a new way to navigate this world.  Right now, for example, we see the tragic separation of ‘immigrant’ families, children torn away from their parents, in heart-wrenching border control measures ... in the same moment we also see the arrival of children direct from source, who will never, ever experience separation in this life, in any capacity... these are two faces of the one story, in our collective evolution and we can receive both, knowing these children will change the harmonic for all.  

When we begin where our children begin and take the stepping stones gifted by each new wave of incoming souls, each perception, expression and action in daily life becomes part of the creational wave itself... we literally step into the creational motion, in the purity, precision and perfection of Source form.

 

Shelley Lemaire 

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The family jigsaw puzzle

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The family jigsaw puzzle

Ever wondered why... how the souls come together to share experience in family form... how all the pieces of the jigsaw fit together, or don't seem to fit... the interlocking interrelationship, experience, lessons gifted and received, support and challenges, family harmonics and disharmony. 

We can look upon each relationship, each family dynamic as an energetic equation, pieces of a puzzle that engage together in function or dysfunction... we can look upon each family and see the unique pieces, the souls within the equation, the purpose in being together... we can look upon each family, beyond any boundaries of what family should be, who makes it up, how it is constructed and understand the design.

We can look through the eyes of the child upon the family they birth into, the picture seen as a whole, the pieces all forming a structure to receive the child, to hold and support each other, in a myriad of ways.  Patterns can be recognised, interlacing aspects, the gifts in trauma, the essence to be freed.   Children carrying the patterns of their parents, only to become the lemniscate dynamic of their soul purpose, freed in the reconciliation of the duality, gifts given and received between each family member.  Trauma, instead of being buried can be given life and lift the wings of the child designed to fly, disaster can liberate, purpose fulfilled, all are fed as one dynamic equation.  

We can look a family holding itself together by the skin of its teeth, and reorganise the pieces back into wholeness.... we can experience a family at odds with each other, in a push-pull battle and release the pattern and the gift to both sides, liberating a much needed breath and feeding a new constitution.  We can understand digestive patterns, illness and family distortion by gently teasing apart the threads that entrap and strangle and release the hold, the dependency, the deep survival need to hold tight.  So often parents in family are functioning at minimum, holding a maximum capacity and on the constant edge of drowning or collapse.   Old paradigm realities, expectations and fears all contributing to the daily sense of struggle.  Letting go is not an option.  

Every family or personal relationship dynamic can be understood as an equation of function, how all the pieces are organised, or entangled and how they fit, hold and exist together.  Each is a jigsaw, of sorts that can be reorganised as patterns and dualities of struggle are released into a new way of being together, a new geometry of interrelationship, at higher levels of coherency and functioning.  Moving beyond just surviving, into equations of soul creativity, expression, freedom, within family and redefining family form.   How does a family reweave... to exist the coherency and harmonic of family form.

The experience of a family, their joys, their losses, the ancestral lineage, the genetics and patterns or codes of a family create the fabric of the family body...  the weave of beings, their threads of existence, past, present, future all forming the tapestry... the incoming children take the essential threads of this fabric, unweaving the history, the old patterns, traumas, beliefs, etc and with love, they reweave all into a new design... all inherent gifts and family experience contributing to the creation, the light and essence of the incoming soul woven like filaments of gold filigree into the family tapestry, a fabric that supports the individuals and the whole... parents, siblings and beyond... a new design. 

How do we see family, define ourselves within and from, where are the edges we choose to move beyond to embrace a higher functioning, know a new design... how do our children see us as parents, and define family through their wider lens...  What do they need, to rest their hearts into the woven core of the unified heart, to soar into the outer toroidal curve of their spin, their higher dimensional universal identity and functioning, to return with certainty back to centre... to the heart of the family, the hearth of the home.  And how can we fly with them in one circuitry, as they hold out their hand to us, in lift and freedom, as one... as family 

 

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The Perfection is in the eyes of the Beholder

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The Perfection is in the eyes of the Beholder

 

There is a structural aspect to us humans that has held on tightly to a rolled-up-and-passed-by-building-control blueprint of a perception of perfection. How to parent perfectly, to conceive perfectly, to birth perfectly, to have a perfect child, a perfect home, perfect body, job, relationship... Literally, the structural scaffold of the body that holds the earth aloft and says.. "this is what it should be and this is how we are supposed to live here!". We are bombarded daily by an influx of what it is to live the perfect life, and our historical human evolvement has been to exist a cellular design that perpetuates our belief in perfection.

The perfection belief, is derived from the perspective of survival, of fight or flight, of a mind-set that presumes we are the ones who create our path, create our wellness, create our state of being; that we control it. Our old evolvement has been to move and articulate the body to an end, to an outcome that we favour, and expect of ourselves and others. Our modus operandi has been to seek perfection and motivate ourselves towards it, even if the scaffold (the body) starts to break or bend - however this manifests individually - under the weight of this responsibility. If we lose control, then comes the fear of unmet, of non-fulfillment, of something less-than, or nothing at all. Black or white. Perfection or bust. The structure begins to collapse.

There is a place beyond this duality of control and collapse that is freedom. It is always available to us. It is a place where we can release our stronghold of what a perfect outcome can look like. It is fully actioned by Source. It moves our individual geometry as part of the whole breath of creation. It is in the substance and flow of our bodily systems, tangible, rest-able in. This place is where we work daily with the known of the Incoming Souls. This place is where we track the body from, and where we learn about the new creational blueprint from... the multidimensional one that cannot be tucked away under our arm as our referent from a given point in time, but is ever evolving and infinite in its capacity to build and teach us from its movement in every single moment.

You can hear the silence in this place, its tones, its music. You can see what the silence looks like. You can feel the motion of form in this place, particle resonances that know you, and that you know. From somewhere deep inside your body, your cells, here is your knowing, in full waveform flow. It holds nothing 'aloft' or under strain of weight, and is full of vibrancy and motion. Being in the witness of this allows you to rest, for here is your met.

Here too - fundamentally - is the child who exists herself in all things. Here is the child who creates herself in exactness. Here is the baby who knows her conception and whose conception you are invited to dive into, fully trusting your life in her hands. Here is the perfection of the design of creation. Here are the cells that roll and tumble you into her growth - as you allow. Here is the golden light of freedom to exist in the morula of source form. Here is where she rests your womb easy in her knowing. Here is the exchange of what you need to learn from her form, biochemically...how she creates the hormonal and fluid elixir of just what you both need to bathe in and grow in together during wombtime and lifetime. Here is everything she shows you beyond what you think you know of 'what's best for baby'. Because here is where she moves 'all' into her freedom. All decisions, all movement, all actions, all choices are in the perfectly designed orchestration of her movement as family. To trust this 'allness' brings us through the hardest of circumstances that may not have the look of perfection about them, but are part of the greater story.

You can begin to see things through her eyes, or feel your motion as the motion of her body. Following it - in your body - allows this freedom-form to move you, your senses, and articulate your words. It allows you to hear her name from her essence. To exist her on this earth as she knows her full being existence to be. It allows her to sweetly show you how to call her to you in the daily movement of your lives together, in a way that always brings you home to the 'heard' in each other. It allows you to find the parent in you who can hear, see, feel and live what it is to be in this child's family. This articulation of you as parent and child is from the highest known of you both...the resonance at all levels of the cells. It informs your play together, your learning, your food, the detail and colour of your family picture.

In this place of met, there is not control as we have known it, there is not the perfection as we have known perfection to be. There is no black or white of 'this way' or 'that way'. There is not the linear pathway to an end we think we need to arrive at.

There is only the cadence of breath and the witness of purity in form that allows all things to 'just be' in their flow.

And, crucially, in the 'just be', all that we ever need is revealed and in motion from her view ... perfectly.

 

Joan Harold

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The Challenge, The Choice, The Gift

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The Challenge, The Choice, The Gift

Just within reach but beyond your grasp there is a light... a light so softly stunning it glistens in fluid motion of every heart's purest pulse, reflecting back to you.  There is a song... a song so sweet it melts you into the wings of angels in flight through the heart of The Beloved, of Source knowing as your own.  There is an ecstatic whisper of Truth and Freedom... beyond where your ears can currently hear or your eyes can currently see.  Beyond your mind, your timelines, your prayers and beliefs.  It's just there.  To kiss the head of the baby yet to come and in it to be kissed by divinity, as it.  You cannot grasp for it, you cannot seek it.  It sits outside of your current existence.  Every longing and deepest desire... to be known, seen, freed, fed, touched, gifted.  For justice, for love, connection, belonging, capacity, resource, to know God, for soul freedom in form... just there in the smile of the One who sees beyond how you do.

Oh.... if only you could touch it and hold it.  If only the absolute freedom to feel at home within your skin, to be vibrant, fulfilled, known, met, loved, fertile, pregnant, parenting... if only it would fit within your timeline, within your schedule, your "manifestation" and spiritual practices, your physical and emotional capacity, location, your health regimen, your doctor's suggestions or teacher's advice, your financial realities, your religious guidelines, your belief systems, your current 3D, 4D, 5D consciousness... if only it would fit within the fundamental comfort zone of illusion that we control anything at all.  If only the child you are meant to have or currently have would fit into the constructs of the original duality matrix of separation that you incarnated into!  It is SO frustrating!  It is excruciating, isn't it.  When, How, What, Who, When.  We want answers.  We want it our way.  And as a humanity, we have brilliantly created ways to force it to go our way - holistically, medically and otherwise, attempting to control and maneuver creation in the direction of our own limitations.  Innocently manipulated by matrix distortion to believe that what we believe is true, and trapped within this view. 

This is where the challenge and the gift meet as one point.  The burst open point where the very painful challenge we fear may break us, kill us even physically, emotionally or spiritually, is the precise gift that beautifully births us into every deepest desire realized in the illuminated living flesh.  This is the knowing smile of the Incoming Soul.  This is their gift on offer for all.

In our work with the Incomings, we frequently burst open into territories, understandings, points of reference and new biological consciousness that are beyond our widest comprehension of possible reality to date.  We do not do this on our own.  We cannot will ourselves out of the karmic prison, we cannot liberate our own soul into the fabric beyond unity available now for humanity.  We cannot meet our child on our terms.  We must meet them in their reality, on their terms, in the beyond unified/never separated source form they have created and exist in.  We must be lifted beyond.  We must take the hand of the child that reaches out to us and know, beyond trust, with certainty, that they are fully in charge of their own creation and they meet us there, only there. 

In listening to and truly receiving the incoming child, and to the many incomings in articulation of their truth as one voice, a pristine view emerges and clarifies.  A masterpiece of divine proportions is painted, stroke by stroke, by the child, for the mother and father to see.  A picture that when seen, is understood to show more than simply having a baby or a family, a partner, etc.  When seen, the undeniable truth of absolute Oneness, an unlimited, unbridled existence can be tasted as sweetness on the tongue, in the cells.  Stunning visuals, sounds, breaths of unprecedented reality lift us into touching, knowing, becoming source form - knowing our child from within their cells.  This is the body of the child.  It is the master beings who are the Incoming Souls and it is the new matrix of pure creation itself.  It exists outside the confines of time space and outside the original duality matrix that we adults have painfully incarnated into for lifetimes, where soul and body are fundamentally separate, where karma, distortion and manipulation govern and imprison us for lifetimes.  The gift of the incomings is the gift of absolute divine freedom for all, in perpetual, generative motion of infinite creational form.  The baby you long for, the family, the fertility, the ease... it cannot be known or touched in the singular view of your control.  Pure source form in tangible truth.  And it sits outside the limitations of how you want it to look. 

The children arriving now simply will not incarnate into the outdated, distorted, fragmented structure of incarnation that we have been forced into as a humanity for lifetimes - the structure of duality, non safety, decay, mortality that we flail, seek and effort within. 

And yet, many folks resist and insist, even those skilled with crossing thresholds.  It is "easier" to remain stuck in the familiarity of death than to allow the possibility of immortality.  It is "easier" to cling onto the path of individual spiritual ascension with a teacher than to step beyond the limitations of the teacher into absolute ascended sovereignty of never separated source form oneness.  It is "easier" to say that all of this is made up than to actually see a New Humanity and New Earth lifted, freed, gifted right before your very eyes.  These are your edges, it is the view from your separation.  Many won't take the hand, will not receive because the cellular receiving of source form consciousness doesn't compute with their spirituality, their view, their fathoming of how this could possibly work.  It is like ignoring a child who is crying, or a child who is tugging on your pant leg in excitement to show you something.  "Here mamma, here mamma, come see, come see the magic of it all, let me show you mamma love... "

Here in lies the choice.  To tenderly, completely hand it over to the sometimes inconvenient yet omni present brilliance of the incomings.  To take the hand of the child who wishes to show us and tell us - in a language and reference point that we haven't yet become accustomed to.  Because to truly know our children, means to let them lead, to let them show us, to let the fabric of their form birth us, welcome us and recreate us as they bring forward the form of who they are in the most stunning display of evolutionary existence beyond embodiment.  They are Creator and Created as One.

When we see that the child before us holds the precise co-ordinates we are searching for we will cease looking down upon them and stop searching elsewhere for answers to questions that are too small.  When we receive the gift held in their outstretched arms we are profoundly and simply met, seen and freed into the new creation.

So will you dare to tenderly and completely trust that the ones who extend their hands to us all, the child that has chosen you as parent, as family, as joy of their divine heart can show you, guide you, free you and bring you home?  The light will not blind you.  The true Oneness will not strip your life of all connections.  The edge of death here will actually lead you into infinite new life, where the pain disperses into all that is received and met.  See the softness of this light... hear the opening in the silence of this song... taste this morsel of truth that frees into the nourishment from the divine... touch the hand that is touching yours... and be free.

Rony Reingold

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