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The flame has been lit,
and part of you remembers why that feels scary.
Many of us have longed for answers to life’s most burning questions
- Why was I born?
- What am I meant to do?
- Is there one who knows my soul’s name and has loved me for all eternity?
- Am I going to ascend and be absorbed into 5D?
We have lived with questions, never hoping for the answer.
As if it would take the world burning to get them.
An entire realm would need to collapse, the old must end, the new must arise, then …
Then the answers will be known.
But there is a new light in our realm.
It is the Atlantean flame
and it has been lit.
It is a flame of remembrance for a time we thought lost.
A time when we knew our souls name and purpose.
This is the flame of living light
designed to rekindle the knowingness within us
that was never lost
only dormant.
This light is sparkling into flame now.
It is housed within the architecture of our DNA, where our encoding holds the records of our soul ancestry.
And as the Atlantean light rises, what was dormant within us begins to glow again.
The Atlanteans held knowledge and gave away their power,
severing their connection to what their soul knew.
When this happened, Atlantis sank and along with it
the era where humanity could self-direct.
From that time until now, humanity has been enslaved to an authoritarian system.
One that kept them in perpetual disconnection from their innate wisdom.
The Atlantean flame is fanning the embers of a time that still lives within us
and is sparking back to life now, carried on the back of time and prophecy.
You were placed here now to receive these light codes.
If you feel the pull to go deeper into this living light field, stay close for my upcoming Sunday YouTube special, where I’ll share more about the Atlantean flame and the remembrance now rising through humanity.
And for those who feel this flame already moving through the body, this is the field we are entering inside this month’s Plasma Light Tribe, where we go deeper into the Living Light Codes, the points of light we left for ourselves, knowing there would come a time when we would return to them.
It is natural that as we encounter these flames, the fear of being burned can arise.
It is a specific fear. The fear of being too almighty, too arrogant, too powerful, and then being knocked down to atone for daring.
Your wings are bristling, even as you read this.
Do not fear the flames that rise.
They will not burn you.
They cannot.
They can only ignite the memory that is alive within you.
The memory you knew you would come back to reclaim.
The quiet knowing that says,
now is my time.
And I came here for this.
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Rose Rambles... 