I would like to extend a warm welcome and a heartfelt thank you. Your presence here fulfills a long awaited union between the triggers we have set up to initiate recalling, and the memories themselves being recalled. Our triggers hold for us a great knowing behind which we may explore infinitely fine levels of sensation. With the release of the barrier between knowing and being, you are now an agent of a greater understanding, a release that is slowly taking place across the globe.
When the last of our connections with the temporal evaporate we will see before us a new Earth locking into place as human beings around the globe take up one another's hands with the intent of never letting go. This security and piece of mind may only present itself at the right moment. We wait now, Illuminated Ones. Holding our shine we remain at bay, while with the same action we draw into ourselves the auxiliary controls that have been driving humanity until this point.
With our eyes upon the earth our awareness lies focused, gently, upon the changes taking place within our field of vision. Such strain begs release, and when a change occurs in the periphery of our focus we are instantly and uncontrollably alert to it, with everything we have. This manner of holding focus and allowing sensation to come in will bring about an organic rebirth of our light body when we see the closeness with which the two are tied.
Dear Ones, we are the pallette from which the sounds of life, the taste of our breath, and the light of the infinite One may flow in and color the emptiness of void, that much like our focus, seeks fulfillment by its very nature. Hold yourself within your own room you have in your heart, the tiny place you have not allowed any experience or judgement to intrude upon. This consciousness space is home to a single pointed awareness bound to time energy and held in place by the gravity of infinite worlds. Your heart beats in time with the whole infinite cosmos, but to a tune that only you can recognize as true. This song will sing its way out of you, erupting from within in a fantastic show of light and sound at the drop of a hat, or for you, Dear One, when you hear yourself say the words, "I love you."
Thank you for coming,
Thank you for coming back,
I love you,
Patrick Dejour II