Anica's Notebook

Have you a moment to share with me, human of Earth? You have only to pay attention for a little while and I will be brief. It has already been one fraction of a moment to get to this point in what I have to say, so if you just give a little bit more time, you will know what it is that I have to share, and it takes such a little effort to have an understanding received in such a way. You are in the swim now of lateral moves from timeline to timeline, and the rate of change has sped up considerably since the advent of the new year turning. Time is speeding up now, and events will become a little more blurry unless you speed up too. It isn’t a matter of doing anything special other than making your mind available to now. In the moment you take to read these words, now has moved into another frame of time. You have moved with it. In that moment of movement, the totality of world consciousness not only has also shifted, but has altered because of the noetic space you have chosen to occupy. Let that tell your inner understanding something.

You have other moments to fill and other nows to experience. You are riding time now with the need for balance and grace, for the wind has picked up, the terrain is becoming undeterminable, yet you have the reins, and you have good instincts. You are riding and you are entering new nows every moment. Look at the moment you enter with the understanding that fear is behind you and nothing has yet had itself determined by the horror of what you have heard or known before. It is possibility, pure and available for imprinting, that is ahead of you in this now. It is open to interpretation, it is in a state of slumber awakening, dreamtime becoming aware of emergent day, this now that you are currently occupying. In one moment, you can transform what has not yet become instead of inheriting another’s nightmare. Wake lucidly, people. Know that now is the moment you have been waiting for. Go into it with the fearless heart of free spirit riding the wind. I am Anica of the League of Light, with the ones who understand my words and at peace with those who have other heralds in their hearts. For home is known by heart, not by mind. In respect, I bid you all peace, with the knowingness of home in now becoming real.

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