Saviors of Ourselves

We are the sun

We are rays of light

We are one with the universe

We are the ones we were waiting for,

We remember when we wanted them to save us.

We now know we are the saviors of ourselves.

We know we are infinitely powerful.

We know we are stepping out of every program and limitation right now.

We are moving forward, sometimes striding proudly, and sometimes on all fours, crawling..

and knowing we got through those things that made us stronger.

We are strength, we are power.

We are allies in transformation.

We are informants to one another of the truth,

the truth of our own liberation and freedom, empowerment through being ourselves

passing it like a 'frequency gift' which some take and run with, and others don't even see.

Yet others give it back and keep on keeping on because it seems to scary to open

the reminder that they are free, the gift of liberation.

Perhaps you need to rest where you are for a bit, before the radical transformation comes?

You can shift your reality.

You can live your own dreamtime.

You can allow the magic to ooze from your pores.

You can let the rainbow show you the way to yourself.

You can transcribe the words of the ancients that lie within your heart space,

For the old ones gave instructions for your emancipation at this time.

It is only in claiming your full power and seeing through illusion to something deeper

that illuminates what is more profound and shows you how this reality operates,

and also how it, your you-niverse, can be hacked by your own playtime and imagination.

this cannot be explained but only felt

Note: I am not usually into writing poetry but I was guided this morning to write this poem. I received confirmation that my guides and angels were working together with me on this when I unknowingly posted it on my blog at precisely 11:11. Feel free to share freely, with proper credit. Love & Light, Rach

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my heart is breaking
the angels cry
a nation is mourning
questioning why

answers won’t come easy
some may never be found
for now, we can open our hearts
to let the sorrow drown

we can argue about guns
and we can argue about motives
yet all the while
families and friends speak votives

my heart is breaking
and the angels cry
what difference could I be making?
my mind gives no reply

it’s no small feat
to fix a world broken
but i’ll start small, and
continue until everyone has woken

it’s a fact i know that
true change starts within
so i’ll start with a smile
and call everyone my friend

and someday i know
this philosphy will expand
to include one and all
in each and every land

my heart is mending
the angels tears are dry
we’re all in this together
let’s give Love a try