Channeled Message for December: Endurance + Freedom
How do you begin to pick up the pieces?
December, a month to look at what has spilled out onto the table.
How do we decide the remnants of ourselves are worth rescuing from past and present desecrations that we have wrought?
These battles and questions have been brought forth since the beginning of time.
We make a decision. Not some arbitrary or half-cocked notion of change, but by stating in the body right away, right now…
that we will get better,
that we will do better,
that we will move forward
that we will learn from our past,
not brush it aside.
This promise must be etched into the skin of the soul. Your heartbeat cannot be pushed aside. Nor can this.
You know the difference between right and wrong. This is not political, this is not bound by borders and states. This is the code of the universe we are discussing here. I am drawing your attention to the inner workings of Who. You. Are.
There is joy in proclaiming this promise from the mountain top, from the highest building, to our lovers, family, to our friends.
“I am free to be me! I am free to stand for what I know is right for all! I am free to protect this world! I am free!”
Something that has burrowed its way out of the earth: Truth.
A truth, a flag in the wind, blowing for all to see.
You know where you belong, and you are not afraid to live your lives by a code of goddess, not denial.
This is not easy work, it is a life's purpose—one of many.
No act is too small. I repeat, no act is too small.
You heal through acknowledgment. This shift occurs before change.
And oh, is the world changing.
Yes, yes, the world still burns.
Yes, yes, there are many who still cry.
Yes, yes, there is much to be angry about, much pain to feel,
but there is something stirring around you.
Something that has burrowed its way out of the earth: Truth.
A truth, a flag in the wind, blowing for all to see.
You all have unique truths. We discuss this often. Truths kept hidden beneath the covers, replaced by facades that no one cares to see, born from unfounded fear.
The more truth we live in, the more obvious the actions, conversations and innovations become.
Do you see that? Do you hear that?
This all starts with you, my children, my loves, my doves of love. This is your mission and oh what a joyous mission it is. To be the flock of change. To feel the energy shifting around you. Oh! How I wish I was a bird in your flock, but no matter. I am in love with simply flying beside you all!
Some in your flock may fly in other directions, do not worry. They have their own separate missions. Keep your focus, keep your heart on the lookout for what cannot be denied. This world and you deserve so much. Please do not ignore this new direction that has been opened up to you and for you.
Remember you are doves!
Love you all,
Charles