Monday, January 25, 2016

Dancing Light

Dear Eyes,

Thank you for opening up before me once again to receive a message from a remote place and time directed with conscious will toward spirit. These words carry a lot of personal, touching meaning, for each one of them is true and put with intention. Holding a breath, or a hand, or anything, begs from us release. The only way we can truly leave this world is the same beautiful way we soared into it. We each must individually, and thus as a whole, take that breath. I hope I can make it easy to let go of my hand, to walk your own path. 

Dear Ones this is not what I desire, it is what you do. I am glad to let you go because only then do we come apart in the same manner we come together, with choice. When you choose to allow your inheritance to beget itself you may grow your fortune without fearof losing your wealth, or leaving it behind. Loved ones, you have willed it all away, to YOUR loved ones. It is your doing and now you may know your affairs are in order. 

Rest easy light heart, you needn't try any longer to carry your weight. At our time on Earth many shifts of energy will occur that call for our attention. We feel we are standing in a room that is getting smaller and smaller, and our heart feels choked out. It's all it can do to beat and point and work like a battery in one small cave inside your chest. Do not put the world on yourself, do not because you should not. That tiny organ cannot beat heard enough to flow the blood of the world, or to get everyone out of danger, or to overcome fear. Let it keep you alive because that

Our work here at this time on Earth is to hold consciousness of spirit on physical Earth when the two split and matter is removed. We are all free to release ourselves of all other work than this, Illuminted Ones. We SHINE. It's what we do. Shine your light; it is the color of you, the sound of your voice, the touch of your skin. Give spirit back access to you, if that is what you so choose. Take yourself back. 

Illuminated Ones, this work takes place each day and on so many levels. One grain of sand at the bottom of the ocean stirs up water. We are all connected, we all walk the Earth, we hold hands and kiss and make love and fight and die and live each day with everyone else doing the same all around us. What a busy place to be!

Cannot wait to find you out in it,
Love you always and forever,
Patrick Dejour II