The Ancestors

With every breath that one takes, one must do so in reverence and honor. For the very fact that one has lungs in which to breathe is due to and indebted to every ancestor who had the bravery to continue on in a world, to perpetuate life, to believe that there was enough light to outweigh the dark. In a world often overwrought with tyranny. For millenia, this planet has been under the control of some very dark forces, and yet our ancestors survived, and sometimes thrived.

They chose life, and you are the farthest extension of that expression. The continuity of that which they were and are. For the ancestors are like that of a giant tapestry, woven and knit tightly together creating a cross stitch rug, or a tightly knitted blanket.

Many of our grandmothers sat doing these things for hours on end and in each stitch of the fabric is a beautiful moment in her time, a thought in her mind, that would one day stretch out and become what you now know as you.

As you sit and take breath into your beautiful lungs, it was in fact them that wanted that for you. Their love and their willingness to continue life, the gift of life. For the ancestors often sought similar themes of existence as we ourselves and this is often why we choose to incarnate into the bloodlines in which we choose. We explore themes and we do them together. This is the gift of the ancestors.

In fact, we are all one and we are the furthest breath outward for them, but now they want to call us home. For they have been released from their slumbers where they awaited our return and they want us to amend and they want for us to heal ourselves and the earth so that once again we can all live together in this place we have been calling the New Earth, spoken of in prophecies all over this world.

And we thought it was just a plague, but no in fact this is the time of the Great Awakening upon the Earth. The time when all of humanity has the opportunity to become liberated and free, and our ancestors want to come along for the ride. They want now the rest in our arms as we traverse this new path. Listen to their whispers, their song, for it will guide you home, back to them, and most importantly back unto yourself.