The Awakening

Our Apocalypse is the Restoration of the Sacred

A moment dawns in the journey of every soul, and in the unfolding of every civilization, when hidden truths rise to meet the light.

We dwell in such a moment now.

Many perceive it as chaos or collapse, yet what unfolds before us is the unraveling of a world woven from falsehood, a lifting of the veil that has clouded our vision. Apocalypse, in its ancient root, signifies revelation; what once lay concealed now stands revealed.

The revelation unveils our unity in diversity: we are bound to the Earth, to one another, to the Source of all being. We have only forgotten. In that forgetting, we have wounded the world.

The inherited tales of dominion, supremacy, and division have sculpted our institutions, economies, and inner lives. They urged us to plunder the sacred, to weigh life by its utility, to prize progress over wisdom, and to chase power and profits at the expense of everything else. This way of relating to the world and each other is antithetical to life and must be tempered and transformed.

These tales cast us as solitary fragments, striving in a realm of scarcity. Yet the soul cradles ancient truths and recalls the web of life, where every breath intertwines, where an act upon one thread reverberates through all.

The soul’s inate wisdom beholds the Earth as a living presence, rather than a mere resource. It is in alignment with and concordance with a higher intelligence woven into existence, intimate and ever-present, the Great One in whom we live, move, and have our being.

To awaken is to reclaim this knowing as lived truth - to a presence which reveals itself in love, blooms in stillness, and greets us in acts of compassion. It is to feel the heart unfold, embracing a presence both transcendent and near. A sacred fire kindles within, burning away illusion and igniting what endures. This fire is a birthright and belongs to every human soul.

One’s awakening emerged from a direct encounter, a piercing of the veil, where I was given a glimpse beyond the illusion of separation, which led to calling out to be of service, and in so doing, was transformed by a love beyond measure. In the answer to one’s calling, the All reminded me that all of our thoughts, intentions, and feelings, even the smallest, ripple across dimensions. That all we think, feel, and long for is known by a greater All. More importantly, I learned that there is a living covenant between humanity and the divine, and that this covenant springs forth from a circumcision of the heart and an outpouring of divine love.

This living covenant is rooted in love and reverence, rather than fear. It beckons us to live in the manifest domain with loving reverence, honoring the Earth, each other, and the divine spark within all beings. It summons us to be proper stewards, in service to life, as this is the soul’s natural flowering when aligned with Truth.

To live thus is to become a weaver of restoration. It is to mend the world’s traumas through gentle, persistent acts and bold visions alike. It is to forge systems that cradle, nurture, and sustain the sanctity of life, to transform indifference into care, cruelty into compassion, fear into courage, falsehood into truth, war into peace.

It is to sow seeds of awareness that the soul may recall its place within the whole.

This transformation is no fleeting dream of idealism. It echoes prophecies cherished across cultures and ages. It heralds a renewed humanity, walking as the divine’s living expression. The new world begins within, sparked by eternal wisdom, and the heart’s refining fire, by the radiant current of love that binds the soul to the eternal.

It begins as the soul, touched by wisdom and reverence, gives birth to a way of being that heals and unifies the interconnected whole.

This is the age of peace long foretold, nurtured from within. The heralds of the new Earth choose to act, rather than surrender to a fate born from the desires of the parasitical fallen ones, who rely on the illusion of separation to sow fear for the sake of profiting off of our collective suffering through unbridled avarice and greed.

Each of us bears a spark of the pattern, a thread in the tapestry, a key to awaken others. In this time of upheaval, let us anchor ourselves in the stillness that remembers, rather than yield to fear or cynicism.

Let us live as if the sacred surrounds us, for it does.

Let us tread this Earth with Loving Reverence, for it is holy ground.

Let us become what we were meant to be: healers, stewards, lovers of truth, bringers of compassion, and the wayshowers of peace.

This is the revelation.

This is the restoration.

This is the invitation.

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