
Duck duck goose. The games of cat and mouse. Whilst incoming frequencies of the protectorate kind sweep up and down this planet, there are whispers and time weaves occurring.
In my life I grab the golden ring, call things as I see it, do a little dance.
Divine rise and reconnect, go deeply into the heart of effimah, stand in truth.
Perpetual grace, love, joy.
The stillpoint.
The eternal.
