By Gillian MacBeth-Louthan

I ‘Silver Eagle’ come forth on the clouds of the future like a Great warrior that is summoned from Valhalla by the cries of his people. I slide in and out thru curtains of time like an usher that is also a performer on stage. I reflect what is to come in a myriad of shades. Earth is becoming a collage of feelings that runs rampant on the virtual highways and byways without any speed limits. Possibilities created out of wants and needs try to outrun the future. Like the master-teacher Coyote, time encircles itself creating a Whirlwind of the unknown where all possibilities are taken into consideration. ‘Faster than a speeding thought’ is the mantra of modern times. Not waiting for the seed of anything to germinate. Impatient and demanding that others honor their personal time cycles and needs.

‘Timing is everything’ is not just a truism, it is a reality.  There are many wheels and Cogs in the Universal timepieces.  Time its self-shifts from latitude to latitude and person to person Everything beats to the energy corresponding with its own vibrational understanding. Time comes undone in order to thread a new cosmic needle, forcing a new string to the ‘string theory’, allowing a new weave of thought to be created that can interface with the pulse of the Creator. Strands of time have gotten loose and seek a new host, a living umbilical cord of sorts that connects worlds together, like how the actual starry milky way hosts earths Solar system. 

‘On the wings of a snow white dove’ is an outdated parody that the soul still seeks to sing.  I come forth to shine on newly discovered doorways of invisible opportunity.  My wings of liver create a Mirage of energy that glimmers in the daylight landing in-between time and Truth. Like a lunar time capsule I will assist you to land in a place of smoothness, where the indentations of your soul show your true objectives. Choices abound, most feel faux and fleeting, not real of framework and intention.

Silver is Mercurial of nature when liquefied in detection, it reflects what is hidden within the obscurities of self and present situations.  Protection abounds from sources unknown, the very breath casting invisible cloaking. As the wings of my depth shine in the morning suns reflection they also have the ability to shade from incoming dimensional pulsations that seek to unbalance what has been imparted in the last 3 months of earthen time. These energies cause upheaval like hungry gremlins, diverting one from their true intentions.

Each of you holds a code that distributes itself in the variances of your life and the ground you cover and are linked to.  Earth is a prime territory to all the universes. Many seek its treasures which vary in need from star territory. New Guides of old connections come back into the sequel of your lives. Steadfastness and all hands on deck are the orders of the day for those that hold a higher light encoding. 

Do not become moth like of natural flitting from one source of power and light to another. Find your inner and outer light house and plant your heart and soul.  I am Silver Eagle. You are important to all that is about to happen, know this is your bones! Lift the curtains of isolation and illusion; enter the free-zone of safe flight.

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