Blog: CHANNELING of July 12, 2020 - by Anita Merrick/Crystal Wind
I, Osiris, say that this is time of the witnessing, of great wonderment, and the testing of the soul.
Know this; creation is but an instant and a timely thing, happening then, now, and all at once,
While creation takes on the cloak of surprise, occurring in bits and pieces and all so expansive.
Yet remember that creation on all levels is mysterious, a thing standing outside of what is known.
A mystery that never ceases and never falls away unfinished and to be so soon for gotten or ignored.
It never halts as a broken clock; it never seeks hiding or to be found as a fearsome thing of dark places.
Never does it simply fall prey to its own wonderment or scamper back into dusty mind places to wait.
Creation never touts its greatness or calls for soul admiration; never casts as a folly to be unclaimed.
Nor should creativity of the heart be unheeded for that makes for more separation and death of curiosity.
Rather, this is a time of renewal and hands clasped by all the like-hearted, like-minded, even the unaware.
I see so many minds filled to over-flowing with uncertainty, the unusual and desperation-created thought.
Expectancy seems at a premium for many see only hopeless, worrisome things; not promises expected of us.
We know that your understanding may have turned your hearts cold and as breakable as fine crystal.
Alas, this onslaught of fear so shatters hearts, easily scattering pieces like glass from perfected intonation.
But remember the stories of old, the re-remembering tales of magical creation of Zep Tepi, the First time.
Those stories and occurrences spoke of hope flown in the face of most impossibilities to be told and retold.
So, too, I remind or re-mindfully say to my children, there is never a darkness totally impervious to your light.
There is never a hopelessness, too, despairingly impossible beneath the flicker of even the dullest starlight.
Never a continuation of what has past, which fails being subjective to the emotional and resilient soul.
Forget not that your power dwells even in the meekest heart for it knows is place in the strongest of vessels.
And, so, it shall be again – the smallest prayer from the weakest voice still reaches us by willpower alone.
The Divine care not whether your voices emit on-key or a bit off for they are vibrational energy of a rightful key.
And that key reopens locked doors to the Above and realm of evolved, beautiful, purest sort of golden starlight.
It shall be as a fresh, new beginning lit with sparks setting off a heartfelt reimagining of your world, anew.
Even as this time witnessed far too many souls becoming lost to their lives, broken or ended shards in darkness.
But I say even broken glass hearts or jangled minds equally can be reimagined and healed by gentle hands.
Simply being kind to self or mindful of thought energy expressed by the weary soul into a disvalued world.
Alas, however, it is sufficient for the now to begin a sort of repairing, gluing together broken minds and hearts.
No, it only seems an implausible a task to begin a revitalization of what may appear too damaged to fix.
Simply begin, we encourage the light slipping into dark, locked spaces will begin healing battered hopefulness.
By recalling the mythic tales of my life journey, you may emulate that sort of magical re-creation and Truth.
It all occurred as creational magical, the re-membering, gesture of faith and hope by Isis tasked to heal me.
This recounting by Isis teaches our children to not bow to dark, tyrannical forces nor sup of hopelessness.
The beautiful light born from many heart flames blazing in unison cannot ever be extinguished by shadows.
For I tell you that the shadow must balance against light and the light honestly counterbalance the darkness.
That is an important Cosmic Truth of Ma’at, occurring by its right timing of epochs, present, past and future.
Just look up…There is elegance overhead that seem beyond imagining, stars burning suns intense and enraged.
Take notice of their appearance; tiny flickering pieces of shattered diamonds or broken glass hearts there.
Scattered across a blanket of black velvet night sky; the symbols of promised rebirth of HOPE whispering.
From too far from the mind’s reach but in truth they are fires of potentiality blazing at the edge of imagination.
Fear not for the reality of the world will recover and become renewed by changes within and without hearts.
There will be many who shall fall short, but a greater number that have learned compassion during this time.
Seeds have been divinely sown to complete this chaos making way to seek higher vibrational restructuring.
The goals or evolution of all souls below and for those seeking to restructure a fervent, verdant future Earth.
So, we say to our children, do hang your weariness and saddened hearts upon nearby stars and reach upward.
Your soul already knows that, like the lights in night skies, hearts inner flame cannot be extinguished.
The Akashic Halls shall open to those trusting and excited to learn to walk a path of magical/mystical wisdom.
Until this traumatic cyclical shift completes, do not forget praying for the healing of ills there Below.
We wait for time when the trust and truth between Below and Above becomes renewed for the highest good.
Then, when our children are ready, for their reawakening to higher magical wisdom and energetic abilities.
Thus, shall the resurgence of new dreams, desires and there shall be a lighting of the fires of magic and healing.
Both within and without shall a new compassionate confidence reflect the ways of the ancients as it has
Always and forever inner senses and heart flames have prevailed since their birthing in life lessons learned.
I, Osiris, say that this is time of the witnessing, of great wonderment, and the testing of the soul.
Know this; creation is but an instant and a timely thing, happening then, now, and all at once,
While creation takes on the cloak of surprise, occurring in bits and pieces and all so expansive.
Yet remember that creation on all levels is mysterious, a thing standing outside of what is known.
A mystery that never ceases and never falls away unfinished and to be so soon for gotten or ignored.
It never halts as a broken clock; it never seeks hiding or to be found as a fearsome thing of dark places.
Never does it simply fall prey to its own wonderment or scamper back into dusty mind places to wait.
Creation never touts its greatness or calls for soul admiration; never casts as a folly to be unclaimed.
Nor should creativity of the heart be unheeded for that makes for more separation and death of curiosity.
Rather, this is a time of renewal and hands clasped by all the like-hearted, like-minded, even the unaware.
I see so many minds filled to over-flowing with uncertainty, the unusual and desperation-created thought.
Expectancy seems at a premium for many see only hopeless, worrisome things; not promises expected of us.
We know that your understanding may have turned your hearts cold and as breakable as fine crystal.
Alas, this onslaught of fear so shatters hearts, easily scattering pieces like glass from perfected intonation.
But remember the stories of old, the re-remembering tales of magical creation of Zep Tepi, the First time.
Those stories and occurrences spoke of hope flown in the face of most impossibilities to be told and retold.
So, too, I remind or re-mindfully say to my children, there is never a darkness totally impervious to your light.
There is never a hopelessness, too, despairingly impossible beneath the flicker of even the dullest starlight.
Never a continuation of what has past, which fails being subjective to the emotional and resilient soul.
Forget not that your power dwells even in the meekest heart for it knows is place in the strongest of vessels.
And, so, it shall be again – the smallest prayer from the weakest voice still reaches us by willpower alone.
The Divine care not whether your voices emit on-key or a bit off for they are vibrational energy of a rightful key.
And that key reopens locked doors to the Above and realm of evolved, beautiful, purest sort of golden starlight.
It shall be as a fresh, new beginning lit with sparks setting off a heartfelt reimagining of your world, anew.
Even as this time witnessed far too many souls becoming lost to their lives, broken or ended shards in darkness.
But I say even broken glass hearts or jangled minds equally can be reimagined and healed by gentle hands.
Simply being kind to self or mindful of thought energy expressed by the weary soul into a disvalued world.
Alas, however, it is sufficient for the now to begin a sort of repairing, gluing together broken minds and hearts.
No, it only seems an implausible a task to begin a revitalization of what may appear too damaged to fix.
Simply begin, we encourage the light slipping into dark, locked spaces will begin healing battered hopefulness.
By recalling the mythic tales of my life journey, you may emulate that sort of magical re-creation and Truth.
It all occurred as creational magical, the re-membering, gesture of faith and hope by Isis tasked to heal me.
This recounting by Isis teaches our children to not bow to dark, tyrannical forces nor sup of hopelessness.
The beautiful light born from many heart flames blazing in unison cannot ever be extinguished by shadows.
For I tell you that the shadow must balance against light and the light honestly counterbalance the darkness.
That is an important Cosmic Truth of Ma’at, occurring by its right timing of epochs, present, past and future.
Just look up…There is elegance overhead that seem beyond imagining, stars burning suns intense and enraged.
Take notice of their appearance; tiny flickering pieces of shattered diamonds or broken glass hearts there.
Scattered across a blanket of black velvet night sky; the symbols of promised rebirth of HOPE whispering.
From too far from the mind’s reach but in truth they are fires of potentiality blazing at the edge of imagination.
Fear not for the reality of the world will recover and become renewed by changes within and without hearts.
There will be many who shall fall short, but a greater number that have learned compassion during this time.
Seeds have been divinely sown to complete this chaos making way to seek higher vibrational restructuring.
The goals or evolution of all souls below and for those seeking to restructure a fervent, verdant future Earth.
So, we say to our children, do hang your weariness and saddened hearts upon nearby stars and reach upward.
Your soul already knows that, like the lights in night skies, hearts inner flame cannot be extinguished.
The Akashic Halls shall open to those trusting and excited to learn to walk a path of magical/mystical wisdom.
Until this traumatic cyclical shift completes, do not forget praying for the healing of ills there Below.
We wait for time when the trust and truth between Below and Above becomes renewed for the highest good.
Then, when our children are ready, for their reawakening to higher magical wisdom and energetic abilities.
Thus, shall the resurgence of new dreams, desires and there shall be a lighting of the fires of magic and healing.
Both within and without shall a new compassionate confidence reflect the ways of the ancients as it has
Always and forever inner senses and heart flames have prevailed since their birthing in life lessons learned.
Know this; creation is but an instant and a timely thing, happening then, now, and all at once,
While creation takes on the cloak of surprise, occurring in bits and pieces and all so expansive.
Yet remember that creation on all levels is mysterious, a thing standing outside of what is known.
A mystery that never ceases and never falls away unfinished and to be so soon for gotten or ignored.
It never halts as a broken clock; it never seeks hiding or to be found as a fearsome thing of dark places.
Never does it simply fall prey to its own wonderment or scamper back into dusty mind places to wait.
Creation never touts its greatness or calls for soul admiration; never casts as a folly to be unclaimed.
Nor should creativity of the heart be unheeded for that makes for more separation and death of curiosity.
Rather, this is a time of renewal and hands clasped by all the like-hearted, like-minded, even the unaware.
I see so many minds filled to over-flowing with uncertainty, the unusual and desperation-created thought.
Expectancy seems at a premium for many see only hopeless, worrisome things; not promises expected of us.
We know that your understanding may have turned your hearts cold and as breakable as fine crystal.
Alas, this onslaught of fear so shatters hearts, easily scattering pieces like glass from perfected intonation.
But remember the stories of old, the re-remembering tales of magical creation of Zep Tepi, the First time.
Those stories and occurrences spoke of hope flown in the face of most impossibilities to be told and retold.
So, too, I remind or re-mindfully say to my children, there is never a darkness totally impervious to your light.
There is never a hopelessness, too, despairingly impossible beneath the flicker of even the dullest starlight.
Never a continuation of what has past, which fails being subjective to the emotional and resilient soul.
Forget not that your power dwells even in the meekest heart for it knows is place in the strongest of vessels.
And, so, it shall be again – the smallest prayer from the weakest voice still reaches us by willpower alone.
The Divine care not whether your voices emit on-key or a bit off for they are vibrational energy of a rightful key.
And that key reopens locked doors to the Above and realm of evolved, beautiful, purest sort of golden starlight.
It shall be as a fresh, new beginning lit with sparks setting off a heartfelt reimagining of your world, anew.
Even as this time witnessed far too many souls becoming lost to their lives, broken or ended shards in darkness.
But I say even broken glass hearts or jangled minds equally can be reimagined and healed by gentle hands.
Simply being kind to self or mindful of thought energy expressed by the weary soul into a disvalued world.
Alas, however, it is sufficient for the now to begin a sort of repairing, gluing together broken minds and hearts.
No, it only seems an implausible a task to begin a revitalization of what may appear too damaged to fix.
Simply begin, we encourage the light slipping into dark, locked spaces will begin healing battered hopefulness.
By recalling the mythic tales of my life journey, you may emulate that sort of magical re-creation and Truth.
It all occurred as creational magical, the re-membering, gesture of faith and hope by Isis tasked to heal me.
This recounting by Isis teaches our children to not bow to dark, tyrannical forces nor sup of hopelessness.
The beautiful light born from many heart flames blazing in unison cannot ever be extinguished by shadows.
For I tell you that the shadow must balance against light and the light honestly counterbalance the darkness.
That is an important Cosmic Truth of Ma’at, occurring by its right timing of epochs, present, past and future.
Just look up…There is elegance overhead that seem beyond imagining, stars burning suns intense and enraged.
Take notice of their appearance; tiny flickering pieces of shattered diamonds or broken glass hearts there.
Scattered across a blanket of black velvet night sky; the symbols of promised rebirth of HOPE whispering.
From too far from the mind’s reach but in truth they are fires of potentiality blazing at the edge of imagination.
Fear not for the reality of the world will recover and become renewed by changes within and without hearts.
There will be many who shall fall short, but a greater number that have learned compassion during this time.
Seeds have been divinely sown to complete this chaos making way to seek higher vibrational restructuring.
The goals or evolution of all souls below and for those seeking to restructure a fervent, verdant future Earth.
So, we say to our children, do hang your weariness and saddened hearts upon nearby stars and reach upward.
Your soul already knows that, like the lights in night skies, hearts inner flame cannot be extinguished.
The Akashic Halls shall open to those trusting and excited to learn to walk a path of magical/mystical wisdom.
Until this traumatic cyclical shift completes, do not forget praying for the healing of ills there Below.
We wait for time when the trust and truth between Below and Above becomes renewed for the highest good.
Then, when our children are ready, for their reawakening to higher magical wisdom and energetic abilities.
Thus, shall the resurgence of new dreams, desires and there shall be a lighting of the fires of magic and healing.
Both within and without shall a new compassionate confidence reflect the ways of the ancients as it has
Always and forever inner senses and heart flames have prevailed since their birthing in life lessons learned.
I, Osiris, say that this is time of the witnessing, of great wonderment, and the testing of the soul.
Know this; creation is but an instant and a timely thing, happening then, now, and all at once,
While creation takes on the cloak of surprise, occurring in bits and pieces and all so expansive.
Yet remember that creation on all levels is mysterious, a thing standing outside of what is known.
A mystery that never ceases and never falls away unfinished and to be so soon for gotten or ignored.
It never halts as a broken clock; it never seeks hiding or to be found as a fearsome thing of dark places.
Never does it simply fall prey to its own wonderment or scamper back into dusty mind places to wait.
Creation never touts its greatness or calls for soul admiration; never casts as a folly to be unclaimed.
Nor should creativity of the heart be unheeded for that makes for more separation and death of curiosity.
Rather, this is a time of renewal and hands clasped by all the like-hearted, like-minded, even the unaware.
I see so many minds filled to over-flowing with uncertainty, the unusual and desperation-created thought.
Expectancy seems at a premium for many see only hopeless, worrisome things; not promises expected of us.
We know that your understanding may have turned your hearts cold and as breakable as fine crystal.
Alas, this onslaught of fear so shatters hearts, easily scattering pieces like glass from perfected intonation.
But remember the stories of old, the re-remembering tales of magical creation of Zep Tepi, the First time.
Those stories and occurrences spoke of hope flown in the face of most impossibilities to be told and retold.
So, too, I remind or re-mindfully say to my children, there is never a darkness totally impervious to your light.
There is never a hopelessness, too, despairingly impossible beneath the flicker of even the dullest starlight.
Never a continuation of what has past, which fails being subjective to the emotional and resilient soul.
Forget not that your power dwells even in the meekest heart for it knows is place in the strongest of vessels.
And, so, it shall be again – the smallest prayer from the weakest voice still reaches us by willpower alone.
The Divine care not whether your voices emit on-key or a bit off for they are vibrational energy of a rightful key.
And that key reopens locked doors to the Above and realm of evolved, beautiful, purest sort of golden starlight.
It shall be as a fresh, new beginning lit with sparks setting off a heartfelt reimagining of your world, anew.
Even as this time witnessed far too many souls becoming lost to their lives, broken or ended shards in darkness.
But I say even broken glass hearts or jangled minds equally can be reimagined and healed by gentle hands.
Simply being kind to self or mindful of thought energy expressed by the weary soul into a disvalued world.
Alas, however, it is sufficient for the now to begin a sort of repairing, gluing together broken minds and hearts.
No, it only seems an implausible a task to begin a revitalization of what may appear too damaged to fix.
Simply begin, we encourage the light slipping into dark, locked spaces will begin healing battered hopefulness.
By recalling the mythic tales of my life journey, you may emulate that sort of magical re-creation and Truth.
It all occurred as creational magical, the re-membering, gesture of faith and hope by Isis tasked to heal me.
This recounting by Isis teaches our children to not bow to dark, tyrannical forces nor sup of hopelessness.
The beautiful light born from many heart flames blazing in unison cannot ever be extinguished by shadows.
For I tell you that the shadow must balance against light and the light honestly counterbalance the darkness.
That is an important Cosmic Truth of Ma’at, occurring by its right timing of epochs, present, past and future.
Just look up…There is elegance overhead that seem beyond imagining, stars burning suns intense and enraged.
Take notice of their appearance; tiny flickering pieces of shattered diamonds or broken glass hearts there.
Scattered across a blanket of black velvet night sky; the symbols of promised rebirth of HOPE whispering.
From too far from the mind’s reach but in truth they are fires of potentiality blazing at the edge of imagination.
Fear not for the reality of the world will recover and become renewed by changes within and without hearts.
There will be many who shall fall short, but a greater number that have learned compassion during this time.
Seeds have been divinely sown to complete this chaos making way to seek higher vibrational restructuring.
The goals or evolution of all souls below and for those seeking to restructure a fervent, verdant future Earth.
So, we say to our children, do hang your weariness and saddened hearts upon nearby stars and reach upward.
Your soul already knows that, like the lights in night skies, hearts inner flame cannot be extinguished.
The Akashic Halls shall open to those trusting and excited to learn to walk a path of magical/mystical wisdom.
Until this traumatic cyclical shift completes, do not forget praying for the healing of ills there Below.
We wait for time when the trust and truth between Below and Above becomes renewed for the highest good.
Then, when our children are ready, for their reawakening to higher magical wisdom and energetic abilities.
Thus, shall the resurgence of new dreams, desires and there shall be a lighting of the fires of magic and healing.
Both within and without shall a new compassionate confidence reflect the ways of the ancients as it has
Always and forever inner senses and heart flames have prevailed since their birthing in life lessons learned.
