Sunday, September 30, 2018

Desdemona's Diaphanous Dedication - an angel story

Flowing with her, she occupied the space that was around her, and, with what was occurring before her, she willed up her starry self, and spoke:
“Willfully, and just-fully, I place my attention more from my location at the body than to where his thoughts go; however, being so consumed with flow, I would not mention it to my charge. Were it not for how I see things, energetically and fulfillment-wise, it would not be. But, because of my dedication to my charge, I flow with the way that the energy takes me, and manifest a momentum that is uptaken by the discerning eye; for resolution is the key to understanding.
When there is a momentum such that we flow in the same pattern together, we, who have taken up a life together which includes me, on the one hand, energetic, and he, on the other hand, manifested in physical form, to be that which is both earthly and yet, whose energetic presence mimics my own. How it is to be displayed is up to a memory far removed at this juncture. For in its place is a far reaching, sometimes alarming, yet often, bemusing to the astral realm… “How can this be?” we ask ourselves. And there is nothing to do but come to the aid of our charges, and stake a claim on an aspect of their delivery, if only to be shuffed off or spun off, or taken up and followed.
It’s not that we feel we are ‘in the know’, however. It’s that we are propelled by the energetic flow of the moment, and so we cannot help but be bothered by what seems to be occurring. It just is. And our job is to rectify the energetic component. And when it is surprising to us as to how the human population gets themselves into situations that are neither inclining nor supportive of their path in either the astral or human spheres, we no longer have a ‘spark to ride on’. However, we would try and see where the energy is turning around, catch the ‘wave’, and spin with it until it eddies. Once we find our stake in the way things sit, we rush to our charges and say:
“What is it that makes you so adorable, and yet so insincere to what it is that is occurring?” And, if they listen, we show them the way by extracting from our etheric membranes the wherewithal to show light as it speaks to the individual. We feel that there are several ways: uptake of values and intentions, the wherewithal to move through thick hazes and see to it that their lives reveal their life’s paths, and for some, they realize that the astral world is akin to their own, and that when they put forth the effort to see life in these terms, that it makes it better for themselves and for others.”
The End