My connection with my Guardian

My connection with my Guardian?

Feels like so much has been processed, it takes time to take it all in after the 8-8-8, Lions Gate energy wave. The body is tired, demanding rest and quiet time, just no more input from exterior sources.

Even the mind is not able to absorb anything at the moment. It’s not shutting down, it’s like turning inwards on all levels to enable whatever process is needed to proceed, fine-tuning, aligning, or whatever there is need of.

So here I AM, sitting and writing and nothing else needs to be done more than just that, the Zen Way of Living – like a Bamboo rot – I read about today, explained in an article by my friend Jaya – about self-mastery and the connection with Bamboo.

A new phase in our lives, again away from Home to Be Home. Home is where the Heart is and Home is where we are together, Home is also this magical place where we have been staying now for so many years.

Each time I am drawn back to the scenery and beauty, the reflections, and the connections we have shared together. Always able to connect here again like a big magnet lingering within our Hearts to be re-discovered again time after time. Or Lifetime after lifetime.

There is this old Guardian that keeps watch over me these weeks. Specially guarding me and keeping me within her loving branches. Filled with her own beauty and grace as the wind played with all the little leaves, tingling together like little antennas, spreading the messages the wind was sharing as well, as creating her own unique song of Nature.

When you step closer, you see all the lines and details ingrained within her trunk and supporting life, the little ants running up and down she is nourishing as well, as the birds who find shelter within her roof of leaves and resting places on her branches.

They call her home, for she provides them with all they need to survive and grow. Bringing shade when the sun is high in the sky, and even giving shelter when the rain falls upon her crown.

If you take a close look, you can see a tiny sprout of a branch coming into the light of life, unexpectedly in a place you would not bother to look. She is a mother, she takes care of every little creature that seeks shelter, provision, or any kind of energy. A Guardian, she IS.

To me, she is a symbol of how we are as well, as human beings. As the woman I AM, carrying my children in my womb, gave birth, providing shelter and safety. Nourishing them with milk from my breasts, and providing a safe place to hide as well within my arms and loving energy, creating a surrounding for them to be Home. This is not just the little ones, for the elderly ones as well.

I hope I can live up to her expectations to create shade when times get rough and heated up, and shelter when there is too much sorrow and tears falling from endured pain and hurt. With every change creating new forms of life, not hindered by age, sharing every little bit of wisdom, knowledge, love, and compassion, I have to give.

Planted my feet firmly on the ground. Connected with the crystalline grid of Gaya, my arm stretched out for anyone who needs an embrace, shelter, and a safe place to hide. My antennae open and able to receive any call for service and tuned to my unique song. My guardian and me, we are so much alike.

And so it will be done.

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