Deaths at the door: Let it in.
When death comes knocking at your door, let it. Let it in, when the darkness shrouds your face and there’s no thing left in sight, let it. Let it come in for tea. To talk, to commune, to share. Listen, listen with open ears and a brave heart. Allow yourself to feel as death starts talking to you. Allow death to share what’s in it, what form it takes, how to live with it. Allow death to be a guide, and a passageway into your next incarnation. Your highest destiny, in this timeline, and in the next and in the next. Take death in like a good friend and know that it won’t be long now. Know that we are all on the journey together and we will all rise up and above.
Death can be our tour guide, and a friend, death can be a confidante.
Trust in the endings as they unfold around. Trust.trust that this will give birth to new light. Trust that these will create the ground for an entirely new way of living to be born.
Though it may feel torturous and slow, trust in deaths process, trust in the natural unfolding of things. The natural untangling of the web. The easy separation. Soon, very soon, the web will be respun. And a new tapestry shall take form, but first, we must endure the endings.
When death comes to your door, let death in; do not feel afraid, for death is a friend, dressed up in a different suit. Death is another version of the one, the all, just in a form that we have been told to turn away from.
Death is not a curse or an evil thing. Death is natural, and is all around us. Our cells are constantly being formed and dying and being born again. Death is a natural part of the seasons of earth, each winter all the plants around are no longer alive. Animals die, and they give their bodies back to the earth, an offering to be used as compost for the new, for the generations to come.
Invite death in, yet do not be afraid of it, and do not feel controlled by it, though it is a force beyond our control. Let death do its job, as we surrender to the great mystery, trusting, praying, knowing that it’s all for something more, something bigger, something greater than our current scope of comprehension.
Trust in death to do its job though it may not be something that we fully know or understand. We must simply allow. And trust.
Allow, and then respond, respond and then feel, and let it move through and past and out the other side. Not to be afraid of, not to run from, it is a transient force. And we are safe.
Death can be a a leader when in harmony with the great cycles of nature, of Natural Law and when guided by God; Death become something more than an ending, death becomes a savior, a golden token and a gift to something new.
Death works on its own accord, and we cannot interfere with its workings or decided it for ourselves. We simply must comply and surrender. We surly can fight it, wave our sticks in the air, tell death to go knocking on another door, yet death will always come back around for us, one way or another.
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This all feels quite morbid to write, as if I am writing from the lower realms. I looked at my face in the reflection of the window pane and I saw countless creatures staring back at me in my own reflection. Some young, some old, some of our kin, some of bloodlines beyond this world. Some creatures I may otherwise turn away from. Yet, that is not what unconditionally love does. All of them with a story, all of them wanting to be known.
What I find interesting is that what they came together to speak is to embrace death. I feel like they (individually) may have not, and that is why they came through. They didn’t embrace the knocking when their time came, and it left them broken and stuck. Because if we do not embrace death, we may linger in the realms in between. They offer this not as a warning out of fear but as an example. A lesson that many have not had the chance to hear, for many of their voices have not been heard before.
If we fight death, we may miss out on an easy transition into our next life. We may miss the ride into the light. We may simply become trapped in between.
When death comes knocking, let it in and be not afraid. For there are many many many beautiful things in the other side of that rainbow.
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I had the thoughts and the ideas of wanting and feeling like others deserved it. Like death was a punishment. In truth, the thought frightened me: “how could I think such a horrible thing?!” yet that feels like a subconscious belief system buried deep within the masses of our collective and individual psyche, for mass genocide and brutality has colored our whole collective history, each of our souls most likely experiencing it in many or some incarnations. Sometimes, and probably, on both sides of the blade.
Not all of us have, those who are just having their first incarnations on earth probably have not experienced it firsthand, but truthfully most of us have, and been on both sides of it. And even if some souls may not have the individual soul memories, the stuff we all hold as One still remains, in our collective mixing pot of consciousness.
It haunts those who are unable to yet see, manifesting chaos and repetition of these cycles. That is why it is buried, why it is so deep, and why it affects us all. That is also why these colonial systems keep repeating themselves. Why war and genocide has become the norm, Becaseu the deep seated wounds we each individually carry, though probably not consciously remembered, beg for healing. They beg and scream to be brought up to the surface into the light, so that we can tend to it and let it go. It needs to be seen in order to be released. It needs to be released in order for us to create anew, to open up the space within for the light to fill and pour out and create for us.
And we must face all parts of the puzzle, all aspects, all sides, all perspectives in order to fully release it from our minds, bodies, souls, and DNA.
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All souls just want to be understood. All souls want to be free, all souls want to live as our perfect unique soul blueprint, no matter how many layers may over up this truth. On a soul level, I believe we all just want to feel the wholeness of our being, and live freely.
In order to do that, we must accept where we are at, and we must see all things. All the layers that have clouded our vision, all the things that are blocking our shine. We must see the things, and then once we have, the release is as easy as an exhale, for in our blueprint is the built in system of rebirth and recharging and detoxification, but in order for this process to happen we must simply allow. And to allow, we need to see and we need to create the space.
Even if we do not like what we see, we must still see it. Witness it, in order to let it go. To float off in the breeze.
And we need not worry about what shall take that empty space, for our pure true light, the love of consciousness has already filled its space. The inhale, so naturally it occurs. From this space, we may carry on. Brighter, lighter, freeer.
Releasing the past, and bursting forth into the new. Refreshed, clear, and ready for whatever is next to come. Brighter, stronger, sturdier, fortified in our light. And ever so much closer to living true from our core.
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I love you,
Thank you for being so brave. Thank you for remembering who you are.
Love from your friend, or your enemy, or your lover,
Whatever title you may give to me, it’s an honor to be here and share this space with you.
Thank you,
Annika ♥️
