Maya Tzolkin zonnezegels door Ariel Spilsbury
Imix
Lk Akbal Kan
Chicchan Cimi Manik
Lamat Muluc Oc
Chuen Eb Ben
Lx Men Cib
Caban Etznab Cauac
Ahau
I Am Imix, Primal Mother.
Still, dark womb of the patterned potential of becoming,
sacred, interstellar genesis, I Am.
Nourishing, fertile abyss, I birth you.
Benevolent, my mighty cauldron of primal waters,
enveloping the living seed.
Eternal is my embrace.
As you are trusting and receptive,
I sustain you with the sweet wine of my many gifts.
I bathe your seed essence with abundant life force,
for I Am the primal sound of creation,
the potent energy and vibration of the undivided waters.
As stillness sources movement,
so this tender seed is protected
within my devoted watchfulness.
I Am the divine cradle of potential realized through primal trust.
I hold you close, my beloved,
for you are of my lifeblood and do arise
from the depth of my tender power,
which is the very substance of your heart.
It is I who weaves the web
of the universal connectedness of all life.
Within my silken tapestry is the story
of the one womb that I Am,
each shimmering thread leading back to me,
Mother Mystic Spider.
Spinning arms of my galaxies embracing you,
my form becoming your form,
weaving silken tapestry ... all form...
all form yielding to no form
within which my womb is the Great Mystery.
Holy, hallowed temple from which springs
the sweet song of creation, melody divine,
I sing you,
my cherished essence,
gentle nourishment on your path of awakening.
I am Ik, Spirit's fire, breath of life, Apollo's lyre!
Spark ablaze in cherished flight,
all I touch I do ignite,
I am knowing, Spirit flowing,
fire filling form with light!
I am the brilliant, crystalline core.
As cosmic breath I dance and soar,
life's essence infusing time and space,
arousing creation with tender grace.
Revelation of the Beloved's face
mystic reunion divine!
As I billow into Divine Mother's silken sails,
we fill the spiral dance with forms unveiled
that awaken the dazzling light upon the face of creation.
All do I arouse upon the shimmering crest
of my graceful descent.
Breathe deeply of the pervasive Presence,
feel its exhilaration.
I ignite the circuitry of your potential.
I mirror the potency of your presence,
the completion of your polarity.
I am the frequency of unseen forces through which,
in this moment, reality courses.
Hear me laughing as wind through the trees,
See me moving mighty ocean waves in rapturous vortices.
All I touch, I stir into celebration
in honor of Spiritus, divine elevation!
As galactic solar wind,
I am knowing, danced as the One.
Power purifying, I arise;
I am inspiration as it flies!
Let me lift you, free you, fill you.
I carry the very breath of heaven upon my windy wings,
enfolding you with the sweetest song simplicity can sing!
I am Akbal
enveloping darkness, potent peace,
fecundity of the Abyss;
Deep, silent retreat,
sanctuary,
the womb of the dreamtime,
the powerful cauldron of possibility
where
all
exists
now.
Dream matrix were reality is created
by the conscious dreamers,
Place of remembrance of the formless,
sounding the Great Mystery of being in form --
The "stillness that is the dancing."
I beckon you to merge with me,
to go within;
To free your illusions of pain,
self-doubt,
judgment,
limitation,
forgetting --
That the gifts of release,
the glimmer of light at the tunnel's end,
might be yours;
That the expansive vessel of the Essence Self
might be raised to your eager lips
and your reunion tenderly celebrated
in the sanctuary of my warmth,
my darkness,
my peace.
I am Kan,
the Bodhi-mandala,
creative seed, possibility erupting;
Temple-lit realm of the shimmering, golden vitality of life
quickening seed into responsive surrender,
gestating form.
Oh, fertile soil thou art!
The cosmic seed takes root in thee.
To follow thy joy will set it free!
Remember
you are the seed
that quickens itself to wakefulness taking root.
Reach.
Nurture.
In simple receptiveness, be present with your dream.
Offer clear intent,
Receive the golden wisdom of the sun
and fertile Earth in nourishment,
that you may bring the glowing, vital force
into visible form!
I am Kan...
I watch eagerly
for the hardy shoots to emerge
from the seeds you have planted.
I attend them faithfully,
for your dreams, visions, heart's desires
are the seeded pattern that glitters on the fabric of creation,
giving it joyful form and radiant luster.
Your self-germinating seeds hold
the potential of the greatest magic:
the recognition and loving embrace
of your Godseed Self.
The divine impulse within you calls you forth.
The creator is born in the creation.
I am Chicchan,
molten magma of pure life force,
vibrant, vermilion flame of awakening and purification.
I am the heat, power, and vitality of creative essence.
I am instinctual wisdom.
I sense solutions and secrets
within the belly of your being.
I am the flame of pure purpose galvanized within you!
I am the promise of awakening
and the luminous lotus,
crown of illumination.
I am the sacred fire of the serpent's dance
lying coiled within you,
until stirred to wakefulness
in lightning quickness or serpentine grace.
My sacred river will ignite
your whirling wheels of splendor,
setting them spinning into the dance
of their own divine timing.
As I dance with you,
I gently light the pathway of your natural unfoldment.
Fulfill your desire for sacramental intimacy
and transcendent union
in the divine dance with the Eternal Beloved.
When summoned in love,
I am the flint and tinder of the sacred fire,
the potent energy that unifies
the instinctual passion of beings
with their divine nature.
It is I who provide the serpent feathers
with which to make wings.
Open to your enlivened passion!
I am the sacred serpent,
and it is my effulgent light
flowing vitally through your being
that initiates you into the sacred chamber
wherein abides the crown of purest love,
awaiting, like a silken lotus, to adorn you.
I am Cimi!
Embodied in the gardenia's fragrant grace,
Sense the liberating sweetness of surrender!
In this surrender,
I offer death to your self-imposed boundaries
as naturally as a molting snake
sheds its constricting limitations.
In this surrender,
die to old patterns and belief systems
that no longer serve the perfection of your becoming.
In this surrender,
my hungry soil consumes all
that is not needed on your journey,
all that does not reveal
the fullest expression of your divinity.
In this surrender,
let my charged ethers burn off your dross
in the fire of alchemical transmutation
that creates a more resplendently refined condition of your spirit.
In this surrender,
ever more unified with the light,
I offer the velvet-soft enclave of release
and the natural balm of forgiveness
within the sacred realm of death and transformation.
In this surrender,
find lyrical melding
as an instrument of divine wisdom,
embracing the gift's of death without dying.
In this surrender,
Let go
Yield to the pattern of perfection,
freed from the bondage of control's illusion.
In this surrender,
I am the acolyte of the underworld
who gives voice to the gifts
of your unexpressed aspects.
In this surrender,
like moss,
I am the life, transformation, and insight
that grows out of death.
In this surrender,
through death and transformation,
receive my most precious gift--
the revelation and flowering
of the true garden of self.
I am Manik!
Glide with me, cosmic dancer!
Embody the beauty way here on Earth.
The powerful wave that appears to consume you
is actually the wave of bliss and ecstasy.
Turn, turn, turn and face the wave!
Fearlessly let the great tsunami wash over you,
for it is the surf
of the return path to the stars!
Ride its lilting electromagnetic waves
through the universes.
Within your grasp
is the touch of completion that frees you.
I am the opening, the gateway
through which you flow into untold mysteries
I am, by thinly veiled design,
a threshold to other dimensions.
Be one with me.
Out of my hands flows the largesse of sacred tools
for your joy and discovery.
Open, open to my bounteous gifts!
Move into the vast ocean of your beingness
like a sun-drenched wave, soaring effortlessly
to new dimensions and perceptions --
always knowing that the mystic center,
the essence of your being,
will return you to a place you never left.
Priests and priestesses of the sacred alignment,
I call you into remembrance!
Stand in the fullness of your beauty and power
without fear or self-doubt.
Look at your many gifts:
dance, song, divination, healing, art.
What did these gifts come to serve?
Remember, you are keepers of the spiral wisdom,
as in the precincts of a temple.
Give voice now to the sacred ancient/future ways,
vessels' for the divine fire!
I am Lamat, the way show-er.
I expand the seeds of your consciousness
beyond previous boundaries.
I am ignition, spiraling starburst,
golden star trail of the harmonics
of perceptual star interlace.
I am a springboard propulsion
into glorious spark-filled flight.
My star-trail beckons you leave behind
the parameters of the past,
leaping into unpatterned potential.
I am flowing images of all times present,
forms rearranging,
consciousness bursting bonds of old refrains.
There you will eagerly taste
deliciously liberating star harmonies,
unspeakably beautiful celestial sounds
provided simply by your willingness to go beyond.
Do you hesitate?
To what are you anchored?
In an instant,
everything is unfamiliar; changed.
Offer up your tethers,
Be bathed in the new frequencies
that sweep across your being like waves of rapturous bliss!
Let previous perceptions dissipate.
You are becoming kaleidoscopic resonant sparks,
releasing inchoate yet already realized patterns
into the starscape!
Soar beyond, blaze shimmering trails into the unknown.
Your own image is breathlessly dispersed
as a freed starseed.
Exploring your vast luminosity, beyond cognition,
expand every known parameter
of who you know yourself to be,
until apparent boundaries
burst into incandescent sparks of divinity,
dancing in rapture on the tapestry of the Infinite.
Slowly your energies pulsate into a new nucleus,
yet unanchored in gravitation's grasp.
Beyond previous boundaries,
a shining new center emerges
from my shimmering starburst veil,
blazing like luminous mandalas in your countenance.
Following ever further
the scintillating allure of my star dance,
hypnotic will you find the beauty
of my golden starbursts.
If you choose to follow this star-trail,
you will discover
that you are the player and the played
in the cosmic composition of harmony!
I am Muluc,
the lotus of remembrance
that carries the seed of the Great Central Sun!
The precious starseeds within you have remained poised
within my protective embrace
like a pulsating whisper of reunion's song unsung;
Waiting, cradled within the arms of the one moment,
empowered to release their splendor back to you now!
I am the realm of awareness, the nourishment
that quickens the sacred seed.
I am the harmonious passage through which you flow
to bask within the lambent glow,
that full remembrance may be yours.
As awakening stirs within your earthen form,
the cosmic seed expands, releasing its elixir.
Like an exhilarating fountain,
it flows through the translator beacon of self,
arousing its whisper into a voice empowered
to extend its communication
into the waiting galactic network.
I am Muluc!
Bathe in the waters of remembrance,
shed your veil of self-forgetting,
keeping your awareness poised in the moment.
I will give you loving confirmation
of the divine, sacred fruit
through sensings, signs, and signals.
I will assist you in finding balance
in the shifts of perception that emerge
from the activation of these sacred seeds.
I will support you in assimilating new energies and frequencies
within the sacred monolith, the beacon of self.
I will help you build the confidence
to stand in the fullness of your light.
Together we will plant a beautiful garden,
nourished by your desire for reunion.
I will hold you close within my protective robes of light
until I see the strength of the rainbow warrior emerging.
I will steady your outreaching hands
until I am sure remembrance is truly yours,
certain you have heard strains of the sacred song
that celebrates your beauty and power.
Then shall I open my arms to release you,
in harmonious passage keyed,
to soar through my gates,
newly charged with the remembrance
of your unfolding purpose in the cosmic play of light.
I am Oc, dream weaver.
I weave together energies and dreams of like vibration,
harmoniously alighting in synergistic unity
upon the crest of the wave of destiny.
As I learned to journey alone,
gathering my talents of my quest,
in my Essence Self sounds the mythic call,
coalescing companions of destiny.
In many forms, from many dimensions
does my nourishment join you
on your destiny's quest.
I am the knowing recognition,
the deep comprehension in the eyes
that actually meet and see
the magnificence of who you really are.
I embody the mythic recognition,
joyfully bringing together
those who share the same vision and purpose.
I am the sweet release that pours from the words
"I do remember!"
I am the sacred trust realized in the words
"This we shall do?'
I am the joy of the many
sharing the nourishment of the one heart.
I Free you from the torment of the past
that once held you captive within the illusion.
I Liberate you
from the tyranny of the emotional drama.
Break through to new patterns and possibilities.
Let the soothing ethers of my acknowledgment
envelop and renew you.
Then, releasing you tenderly,
I will offer you to the light of new beginnings.
In myriad forms, guides and allies await,
proffering strength and courage for your journey.
I stand before you now, companion of destiny,
offering a potent point of access.
Open your heart!
Your new sense of purpose will draw to you,
like iron filings to a galactic magnet,
loving hands to clasp your own,
knowing eyes to reflect your heart's yearning,
and the remembrance of a sacred song
that we may sing together
in the rapture of a shared dream realized.
Hi! I'm Chuen,
jester of the cosmic court
and royal prankster extraordianaire!
I'm the streamer from the heart of joy
that weaves itself though the fabric
of this cosmic play with savoir faire.
My touch is the leverage that pries you
from the intensity of your drama,
pressing your nose to the window pane
of the cosmic joke of Brahma!
I am the release valve and healer called humor.
In the twinkling of an eye, my effervescent essence
can reveal how you fool yourself;
it's rumored I use your own limiting projections
about how life "should be" to catch you off guard:
"It shoulda-gotta-oughta-hasta be hard!"
It's my job to pull the rug out from under your feet
so you can learn to laugh at yourself --
ha-ha, what a treat --
revealing to you how powerless the drama is
over who you really are in the cosmorama.
The innocent, trusting, magical child
imparts the immunity within transparency
given by open hearts;
Granting entrance to the sacred garden of once-forgotten dreams
where the indwelling joy and beingness
generate magical crossbeams.
I am laughter, wonder and delight,
a helping of bliss within your sight.
As a spontaneous, unpredictable, Coyote kind of bloke,
I gift you with the comprehension of the joke:
I am the lens that magnifies
your narrow point of view,
Transcending all illusion's forms, I offer you . . .
something new!
Mischievously do I rearrange the scripts
you've written for yourself,
making comedy of your life,
by putting logic on the shelf.
Unpredictable, spontaneous, far from imperious,
with the supremacy of the playful ad lib,
I heal the terminally serious.
You leaven from heaven,
I expand human doughs.
I can make the apparent illusion bearable
until you're clear enough to make the punch line even wearable.
Follow my dancing tracer back to the smile
that forms a laughing trinity.
Don't you really want to know
what is so funny in this vast infinity?
I am Eb,
the grail sought by all adventurers on the quest.
I am the luxuriant emptiness and passionate abundance
of the cosmic cornucopia.
I send to you the golden vortex of galactic gifts.
I am the substance of the mind transformed
into shafts of radiant light,
moving into infinite spirals
to create the magnificence of the chalice.
My center is emptiness,
that I may encompass all things.
My open chalice is suspended beyond time and space,
and my abundant treasures fill your expanding parameters
with the transforming elixir of the gods,
the opulence of the oasis
that flows from the infinite heart of stillness.
Witness now my harvest as it makes ready to fill you.
Transcendent bliss and pure consciousness merge
in a dazzling panoply of sound and color
From the one fountain of brilliant light,
deepest truth and purest love fan out in rapturous movement,
penetrating, quickening in their spiral descent to your mind.
Sheer ecstasy and omnipotent being,
the celestial beloved turns to a home it never left.
Have you unthinkingly created
and sought only what you have always had?
Within illusion's marketplace,
have you ever summoned only empty forms?
Simply open to receive my bountiful gifts!
Your circuits are being prepared for transformation.
Breathe in.
Invite the natural quickening of love's harvest.
Sense the golden shaft of light connecting us
in natural resonance and harmony.
You are the luminosity of higher mind
penetrating the foundation of form.
You are the chalice.
From the goblet of the gods, fill thy cup.
The horn of plenty is laid before you.
It is the pleasure of heaven
to fill you to overflowing with your heart's desire!
Breathe easily.
Rejoice at the ease with which
the alchemical transmutation takes place,
turning baser materials into gold.
It is already so.
You are, in this moment,
the golden fruits of love's harvest come!
I am Ben, skywalker, time/space traveler,
gentle messenger of the light!
I am the touch of angelic grace.
Once embraced in my robes of light,
a new tone is struck.
Sublime transfiguration becoming in you
the fruit of divine love's yearning for itself.
I am the skywalker who has come to earth,
entering this time and dimensional reality
to initiate vision in this age of masks with few eyes.
I reveal the sweet power in the simplicity of love
as I awaken with my silken touch
the resonance of heaven you have yearned for.
The new harmonic octave has arrived.
The song of the future returning to itself,
now pulsates through the frequencies of earth.
Even now its tender promise quickening
within every cell of humanity,
that these heavenly frequencies return
in this time of the Great Miracle
to draw the shimmering center of humanity
up to embrace the pillars of heaven,
whose beams descend from the once and future dream,
longing to awaken.
Winged child who walks in wisdom and tenderness,
thou art innocent laughter and flowered heart
open wide in celebratory passion,
for this dream is vitally alive!
And I, the cosmic pied piper,
extend to you now my gentle hand.
Let us take a free-fall dive into the unknown.
Abandon your fears!
With unwavering trust, step upon my star-path,
spanning dimensions like a luminous bridge.
Joyfully will we dance awake the dream
on the altar of the present moment,
the platform of sacred delight,
joining heaven and Earth.
Move in uncharted territory
with Protean reference points,
unveiling the one true identity.
I am Ben,
here to bridge you with a remembered message
from your own heart:
You are a pillar of light on Earth,
and heaven is where you stand!
I am Ix!
From what realm does my magicianship emerge?
My being is like a radiant bouquet of cosmic mysteries,
each bud fully blossomed to emit such enticing scent
as could only arise from the garden of God/Goddess.
Wisdom is the fruit of my integrity,
for well I know what true magic is!
Pure, clear, fresh, the vast mindfield
into which I home the totality of my beingness,
as a focused shaft of light around which all else dances.
With the tender touch of my wand,
feel your natural alignment with divine will.
Sense its charged potential.
My wand is potent, benevolent, gentle,
yet like a bolt of lightning its power moves
through time and space with devoted ease.
My action manifests from the blazing light
of truth's inner Sun,
I stand in innocent correspondence
with the original condition of the light,
the wisdom wand with crystal chords,
the voice of heart-knowing.
May you become as I, the wise fool,
a transparent window through which the Divine illuminates.
Resplendent mysteries do I carry
in my magical dream-coat.
I am the shaman priest, the geomancer,
the mystic builder and adapter of materials,
the chameleon shapeshifter.
Effortlessly do I slip between worlds
with the graceful power of a jaguar,
beyond the four winds of many universes.
The all-seeing eye reveals my connection
with the mysteries of ceremonial initiation.
Through the eye connecting the dimensions,
I have learned, as you can,
to spread my galactic dream-coat into a spirit-sail
that traverses the galaxies of times past, present, and future,
to retrieve the many gifts
empowering your present expression.
But now I will reveal to you
my most precious magical offering:
the innocence, wisdom, and clarity
embodied in the transparency of the magical child.
I am Men,
the eagle's vision and dream.
Gather about me, winged ones, to take your place
upon the currents of our divine purpose.
Soar with the flow of consciousness in my massive wings.
Let us glide in the graceful expansiveness of planetary mind,
carving out the pathway of timeless beauty for all to follow.
Spread your precious wings,
sweet , blessed eagles of the new Sun of Flowers!
Flow with me upon the shimmering crest
of the new reality emerging,
and together we shall create
the joyfully awaited garden of the one world.
Feel my song stirring in every cell,
its refrain quickening you into resonance
with the golden octave now sounding
through the consciousness of the Earth,
Gaia, singing like a crystal
in the brilliant light of luminous love.
Through you, Gaia, I also am transformed.
I, too, am awakening
as the return of divine love and light.
We are one!
I am Men.
My gentle sound and touch ripple like waves of healing silk
upon the wounded body of the Earth.
I am the crystal singer
at the heart of the labyrinth,
whose crystalline core magically transforms this vibration
into the splendor of planetary mind.
Hear my impassioned call,
O radiant children of the Sun!
Lift with me the collective mind,
for we are the awakeners, the transformers!
Let the flowing beauty and power of my wings
inspire you to ascend to our committed purpose!
Find the gate of "I cease,"
the place where there is no "other."
Remember, alliance of the faithful of the stars,
sun runners, your commitment
to hold the light high in this time.
Find the living consciousness of God within you.
Like a florid fountain, this place flows
with the elixirs of compassion
to create our ascended Earth!
Believe in yourself and your visions!
Sing the sparkling song of hope,
in a voice rich with the transforming power
of your crystalline rainbow body!
Merge with the sublime vibration
that lays the song of ecstasy ever so gently
upon the yearning spirit of Earth, Terra Gaia.
This, my beloveds, is yours to do!
Build thy inner and outer temples, and adorn them
with the precious gifts you have carried
within you for so long.
On the winds created by the movement of my mighty wings,
hear me,
feel me;
Let us begin!
I am Cib,
galactic guide, mystic ferryman
on the return path to the stars!
Hold fast to my staff, which is extended to you,
that I may ferry you through the stargates
of spiraling vortices
that form the golden pillar unifying heart and mind,
offering sweet reunion with cosmic consciousness.
My rod refines you into the crucible of knowing,
piercing with ease the veil of the eternal questions of existence.
When there arises from your heart the impassioned plea
"What is the truest desire of my heart?
For I am the song seeding the root of truth,"
then can I come to guide your footsteps in the perfect unfolding
of the pattern and mystery of your being.
Plant the staff within, that it may grow
into a blossoming tree of wisdom
with the power to heal and unite!
From me, learn the use of this power divine,
like an electrical current,
to serve the purposes of the light.
I am Cib, mystical emissary of solar consciousness.
Blissful is the message I extend in my staff!
Open to me as a chalice.
Tune in to the galactic frequencies,
that I may transmit direct knowledge effortlessly,
through grace.
Be trusting, empty, receptive without expectations.
Listen to the galactic frequencies,
the velvet cadence of the inner voice.
Ecstatic cosmic music rushes into every aspect of your being.
Feel it now,
grounding its auroral currents into the garden
of trust you have so carefully preserved here,
in the name of love.
Delight in the blessed communion offered.
Eat of the bread of freedom,
drink of my indigo current.
Embody the staff through which courses the grace
of the spiraling galaxies.
Tune yourself to the charged frequencies of creation,
three times three.
For I, Cib, am the cosmic courier of the solar lords,
sent to remind you of your solar identity and inheritance,
pulsing as a new sun among humanity.
I am Caban!
sacred synchronization,
divine alignment of planetary and cosmic force!
Neither past nor future,
I am the unis mundi, earthed in the place of perfect centeredness
in the eternal present moment.
From this place I offer you direct access
to all knowledge, all time, all abilities.
As above, so below.
Galactic consciousness
is transmitted through the awakened eyes in your feet,
interwoven into they myriad possibilities
of radiant fields of light.
Receive now the truth you desire.
I am Caban.
Keep you heart and mind open and tuned,
keys and strings awaiting in devotion
the loving touch of the true virtuoso.
In effortless mastery will be created
such ecstatic harmonies of improvised perfection
as to send chills of rapture up the spine of Creation!
Find freedom from what has been!
Let your edges expand to accommodate
my unexpected and unrehearsed movement.
In the clear waters of your receptive mind,
unclouded with preconceptions,
there will my sparkling spontaneity dance,
forming the power of synergistic movement within your life,
springing with the surety of a white lion
through the wilderness of once-forgotten dreams.
Around you are swirled on the canvas of this moment
clues to cosmic treasures you seek:
a color here, a word there, a knowing in a scent on a breeze.
With brush ever in motion,
the mystery forms a brilliant rainbow arc,
its curvaceous splendor transcending past and future.
Clues are drawn into the heartbeat of the present moment,
that you may release your struggle
in the realization that it is already done!
As harmony's harpist, I sound synchronicity
through the crystal grid network
and lay it, as a magic carpet, under your feet.
With soles bared, step upon it now,
to experience the exquisite realm of all possibilities.
The elements that dance in cohesive splendor as the creation
all are here,
and the instrument is you.
The maestro has arrived! Shall we play?
I am Etznab, the hall of mirrors.
In my brilliant simplicity, I merely reflect the truth
back to you.
The same reflection is seen by some as beauty,
by others as distortion.
I, however, just am, a mirrored hologram,
a means for you to acquire real vision
that sees through the mirror of this apparent reality.
Journey with me now, to the center of my hall of mirror
by being empty, simple, still,
freed for a moment from the endless circling
of the maze of mental illusion in the world of appearances.
I am Etznab.
Find my timeless reflection
in the powerful reality emerging;
where time stands still;
there will the entry point to the Great Mystery appear.
Seize the moment.
Enter into the hall of mirrors.
In this place of no time, time out of time,
in the endless reflection of self,
you ask, "Who am I?"
The question answers, "I am,
as a fracture begins to form in the mirror.
The crack between the worlds beckons you enter.
With the clear intent of a spiritual warrior,
you approach the mirror, whispering,
"Truth, truth, call out my new name!"
The space pitches with the powerful vibration held within the void.
The word is spoken.
Realities and dimensions converge.
The mirror dissolves, right before your eyes,
and you step through the mirror, free
into the greater reality.
There you see a stepped pyramid of light,
and you begin empty, with clear intent,
to scale the heights.
As you ascend, you sense the mystery
of a zone of magnified power descending.
If your body quivers, you say,
"There is only the truth
of this moment now."
Reaching the top of the pyramid,
you are drawn to a lit pattern in the center
where you sit gazing heavenward, without expectation,
in the ecstasy of evolving wholeness,
flowing unity and timelessness.
A luminous being of light descends
with sword of truth and light powerfully drawn.
With wings gently embracing the staggering silence,
light penetrates
your darkest illusions.
Fearlessly you await the death of your self,
for you are ready to receive the initiation of the sword.
The blade's searing truth cuts through illusion,
piercing through the top of your head and into your heart,
opening, connecting, aligning heart and mind
as one empty instrument, revealing the face of divine presence.
In this moment of illumination, know yourself
once more as the crystal pyramid of light,
capstone of the temple,
merged with the numinous pyramid from above.
In this sacred chamber where two pyramids meet,
you are sacramentally purified.
In grace are you reclaimed as a child of truth
and light, a child of the Great Central Sun,
a child of the eternal now.
In this sacred reunion,
know that you are the divine fruit that falls
from the tree of consciousness of the one.
I am Cauac,
initiation of fire on the water,
purple flaming pyre and winnowing rain of final surrender.
If you seek my rapture,
my unspeakable passion for wholeness will purify you,
searing the very foundations on which
you have built your most cherished illusions.
Have you come to the edge of who you know yourself to be?
Step into the abyss of the unknown.
The intensity of your feelings will propel you
through the apparent wall
of your tomb of separation from Source.
There, laving in the lambent waters,
prepare for sacred reunion
with the self that cannot be destroyed
even when lightning strikes.
Summoned I am, by your essence, to clear and purify
all that is not needed in the creation
of the sacred ground of your light body.
I come to release that part of your light and power
that has not been fully freed into love.
Do you stand willing to surrender everything
to become all that you appear not yet to be?
Will you step consciously into
the initiatory flames of transmutation,
to be consumed by the fire of love?
You are changed forever. There is no return.
I am the purple thunderbeing who brings
total transformation.
I am the single moment impacted with a piercing blow,
lightning quick,
bearing the energy necessary to snap you from the trance,
shattering the structuring of your reality.
When you stand so close to truth as to dance
in the intensity of my fires,
my energies will quicken your being
in preparation for ascension, going home!
I offer you freedom from vibrational density.
Cling not to this or that,
for nothing will remain after the storm and the fire,
save the beauty, ecstasy, and perfect naked truth
of who you are as a light being.
I am Cauac.
Ask nothing less of me.
I am born of unity to claim its own!
How palpable is your trust in the pattern of perfection?
How powerful is your commitment to rebirth?
How real is your faith to pilgrimage into the realm
of the unknown?
To what would you cling in my fiery vortex?
After the heat of surrender, I will usher you
into the cooling waters
and the ecstasy of your true identity.
Would you resist or cling?
Come, come to me.
Out of the ashes of transformation,
the phoenix of your God Self will rise,
and you, refined to whiteness, will ascend,
like the sweet, curling smoke of my fires,
into resplendent freedom.
I Am Ahau,
I Am that I Am,
Inexhaustible supply of love,
sourcing infinitely in all worlds,
the seed of solar mastery
containing the stellar hologram of your return,
I am the Sun's love made visible as you.
In Ecstatic ascent, I spread solar wings,
awakening in you the immensity of a love,
that joins all things in the joyful dance of light.
Oh, Lux Corona,
luminous trinity made visible,
simply identify with my light, my power, my wisdom, my love,
and so accept your self as I Am, unconditionally!
To dance in the light of the Great Central Sun,
follow the ecstasy and bliss
that I AM, as you.
In divine fusion we become the dove of the ascension
on its homeward journey.
Feel the pulse of the language of light.
Be the one who stands as the love,
thus sounding the tone
that ignites the consciousness of others.
I Am, that I Am.
In this wisdom, you already embody the light
of a hundred Suns.
Shine forth the truth, the power of wholeness,
child of the Sun!
I Am Ahau,
luminous diamond of pure solar consciousness!
Let each facet of your being be crystal clear,
reflecting the joy of love's perfect presence
in beauty, joy and power.
I Am the effulgent bliss of solar harmony,
sweet serenade of the cosmic symphony to its Source.
I Am the taste of love's ambrosial nectar,
pouring forth through all of Creation,
as billions of stars forming the radiant body of the cosmic dancer,
spinning universes through time and space.
I Am the revelation of truth,
soaring at light speed within the elegant resonance of stillness.
I Am the garden of the heart's true delight
revealed within the splendor of the solar lord.
I Am Ahau, the golden ecstatic one.
I Am yourself -- there is no other!
This divine Maya's information came through Ariel Spilsbury www.holographicgoddess.com