All systems are go and our eyes are wide open, sort of like a deer caught in headlights. What happens now? Sitting in my backyard, surrounded by summer flowers and stifling temperatures, not much; things look just about the same. This is what has been counted on, make no mistake.
Those that are holding the strings have us lulled into complacency. They are “banking on” (pun intended) our desire for comfort and sameness, no waves or disruptions. Fear keeps us separate, following orders, nodding “yes”, obediently quiet and paying them. We did not come to be subservient. We came to serve. We are light workers. We work for the light. Humanity is at this moment in need of our service.