I dreamed of a Sirian elder teaching me great lessons of the darkness. The Great Blue Elder presence we dressed in robes glyphed with glowing light language and donning a triangular pulsing hat. He spoke through powerful telepathic emotional surges...never words directly only deep feelings and reflective visions.
In the visions that ensued, I faced recurring themes of powerful beasts of shadow chasing me... hunting me. There was no escape, only eventually mustering the courage to boldly stand and face my fears. The beasts were completely impervious to the Divine Names, as I commanded forces of light in the old ceremonial way, they simply dismissed any conjuration surging ever closer. Yet just as the beast grew the most fearsome, just beneath titanic rows of sharp teeth lunging forward I would see a point of beautiful light. As the beasts descended upon me, Inches from being eaten that light would expand and blissfully merge with my astral form. By the time the last beast came to me, I bowed to it in surrender...Namaste.
Truly there is beauty in the heart of even the things that terrify us most. Its important we hold our tongue from judgment and focus on that which connects us as oppose to that which breeds separation...its important we face and nurture ou...r fears not condemning ourselves...and patiently give ourselves room to grow. It has been a bit of a dark night for me as of late. Facing a lot of foundational challenges as I move forward nurturing this path of service. But in the end I am finding its important not to worry, and to just build what I can with an heart filled with a humble gratitude. I can't make all the changes I desire in one breath, but I can make each transitional decision count by fortifying it with love and appreciation...always remembering the light we all share.