We Love You, Children of Our Suns

Thumbnail image reverently appropriated from Margery Gill's illustrations for What Did You Dream by M. Jean Craig

We are listening now, we are in attendance. You have summoned us,  now we're in your presence. And we are happy to know you, and to know that you know that we know you. 

We feel the pressure that persists. We feel the forced thoughts dragging down on your spin. We know the demons knocking to come in. We know the ones you pushed outside, devising a plan of how they can get back in.

We are here whether you know it or not. We're here whether you are focused on us or not. We're here in addition to all that's here, we're here in a bigger broader overriding way. We have more space, we have more space in your body, than any of the false now. Than any of their false compacting spirals.

They pull you into a density that serves their plans. They pull you into a density that feels bad. 

You want to know, always you want to know what happens next. As if it would be a boon to know. Then you would just rush forward in your mind and make a photocopy of it. You'd make a copy of the moment and take it home and think about it. And try to come up with a plan to change it. To take hold of the rails.

Isn't it better to unfold? Isn't it better to see what happens next? Isn't it better to see what happens next, what kind of unexpected sound can come through?

It takes a little bit of time for the true to come through. You like where that sound ends up, we do too. You like the notes that come through, we do too, you like the words that form on your mouth and lips and teeth and we do too.

They're lights streaming in from your higher parts, they're lights coming in and becoming forms. They are landing and assembling forms. This is a time where you don't need to do much, a time where you simply receive.

This is a time to feel us touching you. This is a time to feel our breath. This is a time to feel us moving in your body and to accept that we're here. To accept that we're here and we're building our palace, stone by krystal stone. 

We're here and circulating in your body, so sweet. We're bringing in the higher tones, there you go, let it go, let it go child. 

There was a gate around your mind. Like a portcullis, a crosshatch, with stabbing stakes that dig into your flesh, into the flesh of who you are. We're letting that go and breaking it apart and snapping it open forever. We're gathering the splinters and pieces and clearing them out of here. 

We know it's hard to let go, into spaces you don't normally know. We are here, we are deep, we are fine in you, we are deep in your places inside, and you can trust us to be here forever, forever and onward from now. We are here by invitation of a loving heart. We are here by the invitation of a loving heart. 

And you are the loving heart. And you are the loving space. We know how hard is for you to embrace the new light. And to feel it deep in your body, and taking in the packets of new pieces of your landscape.

We're soaking into your lands, we are flooding over your valleys and soaking into your plants, we are deep in your underground waters, we are deep in your krystal core.

We are burning up flames in your sun star, we are burning up flames in you.

We are presiding in the sun star at your belly. We are presiding in the sun star at your core. We are presiding in the mind that's now collapsing and falling apart, falling giving way underneath us.

We are building a cauldron here, with a krystal glass veneer, you can live and rest in this home, in this krystal dome, our home, this krystal dome's our home. You can rest in our liquid forms, in the container that we made. In the crucible you gave us to rest in.

You feel us in your head. And you feel us in your breath. And some part still wants to take control. Still wants to occlude. Some part still wants to occlude. 

And we will soak her with loving waters. We will warm her with krystal suns. We will hold her like our daughters, we will love him our son. We will hold her, like she is our daughter, we will love him like a son.

Because son and daughter burning bright, sun and daughter of light, son and daughter dancing together in the sky. Like a son and daughter we love, we will hold in our arms, and fold you under our wings, and sing into your throats, like a replenishing elixir. 

We love you daughter, we love you son. We love you daughter, we love you sun. Spinning balls of fire. We love you daughter, we love you sun. Krystal daughter, krystal son. We love you, beloved ones.

We love you, children of our suns. We love you, children of the krystal suns. We love you, children of our suns.