Incarnating to Love a World

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When Starstreams Take Form

The decision was clear. Timelines, tracks, and trajectories began to flow. It felt like time to individuate and get things sorted. Outside of time, the celestial conclave sorted roles and responsibilities.

“Tell me your names.”

What?

“Oh, I see, you won’t self-identify in that way. of course not! Well, let me know how I can refer to you without being rude. “

Manners from a pre-human!!!!! Cosmic laughter echoed into infinity.

Take that in with you! Simply greet us as you would someone you have known and loved forever. It happens to be true, but the feeling of the heartline will work best for now.

Arcturus, Mintaka, Ophiucus, Pleiadian-Sirian allies, Hydra…

“Hydra?!! Really?! Oh… I can’t imagine choosing that…no offense intended…” The Hydrans shifted a bit, switching positions in their lineup, as if uncomfortable.

We volunteered. There is judgment there that you, as this being, have apparently chosen to work with and through… This should be interesting.

The interdimensional laughter was palpable and intimate in its intensity. These beings were family, strange though that might seem to a developing human consciousness.

“Will I remember this?”

At times. There will be those who will assist you.

A vast circle continued to form. Each being stepping up seemed to be backed by millions of others. Grouped according to stellar alignment, they surrounded the configuring starseed.

The many beings then coalesced into a tight circle of support, within which the starseed-soon-to-be-human stood tall. Supported and protected, she smiled from the heart, her inner alignment forming a shaft of varying emanations of light. It made no sense, this vertical orientation, but somehow it felt right. The budding Starseed stood ready to receive, seemingly vertically oriented from the heart of Gaia through the Galactic heart. Solid. Stable. Ready to radiate.

This alignment is all the grounding you will ever need. What you resonate with emanates. You will not always remember that.

First, we build a body… And so the adventure began.