Solstice Transmission

This transmission came through during a Solstice Ritual using traditional oracular rites. I was blindfolded, anointed with blue lotus oil, and guided into a deep state of recall while sacred resins burned. What follows is an exact transcription of my oral transmission:

 

This time, this time is the time of no time, this time is the time of all time.

This time is the time to examine your relationship to time. Notice how you assume time passes and notice how time actually passes. Notice that time moves in everything but lines. Notice that time is sentient and needs food. You can feed time and be fed.This time this time is the time of all time this time is the time of no time.

Pay attention. 
Pay attention to the details that would escape what you have been conditioned to believe to be significant. What is small and goes unnoticed is the key to the transformation. 
Question. 
Allow yourself to question. Insist that you question. Do not accept everything you are told. Do not accept blindly anything that you are told. Ask questions and have the fortitude and the curiosity and the love to follow those questions thru to where they would lead you. Allow your questions to be your greatest teachers. The world in all its vast and intricate details is the answer. Pay attention.

Learn all that you can about the world around you. Learn the names and the stories and the ways that the teachers travel. The rooted teachers, the four legged teachers, the winged teachers, the tall tall slow moving teachers, learn their names, learn their stories, learn their medicine, learn what they have to feed you and learn what you have to feed them.

Do not ignore the subtle nuances of the hesitations and the doubts that live inside you, those also are your teachers and must be fed and honored in order to be moved thru. 
Moving slower and accomplishing more. 
Do not be afraid to admit your shortcomings in order to feed them, in order to feed them into something that is beautiful and full.

The vulnerability is the strength, follow the paradox into its own becoming.

We are children of the plants, we are children of the animals, we are children of the stars, we are children of each other's imaginations. 
DO NOT LET THEM MOVE IN ON YOUR IMAGINATION. YOUR IMAGINATION IS SACRED AND HOLY. TAKE A STAND FOR YOUR IMAGINATION. IT IS THE FINAL BATTLEGROUND. 
Be its fierce protector. Be wild and free in the motions of your mind, be wild and free in the motions of your heart. Do not accept conditioning. You are stronger than conditioning. You are stronger than anything that they would tell you, that they would feed you about what you are not capable of, about what is not practical, about what does not work. We, together, are shining brighter than that shadowy vague knot-tied-up-tangled-up reality, we are so much stronger than that. And it is the free wild expression of our imaginations from a place of love and service where we will truly truly come together and rise above that conditioning and create something so much stronger and so much more beautiful.

The masters and the mentors of the imagination are the children. Allow them to teach you. Allow them to lead the way. They know. Fiercely protect their imaginations. 
Give them space to imagine the world that will save us from ourselves.

Look into the lines of your hands, look into the lines of your blood, learn the songs of your blood, learn the languages of your blood, learn the secret mysterious stories and riddles of where you come from. Learn to feed those places. Learn to sing those songs. Look deep inside and learn to love where you come from. Learn to honor where you come from. Let it guide you. Let it lead you. We are not trying to recreate old ways, we are simply trying to honor what has come before, those who knew more then ourselves. And to jump back alive into a time when we lived from a place of being madly in love with the earth.

Let yourself love. Allow the warmth of the returning sun to melt any resistance that you have to letting yourself love. Let the warmth of the sun as it returns melt any hurt, any wounds, any trauma, that would surround your heart, anything that gets in the way of you shining and moving and acting from a place of pure unconditional love for life and all that makes life live.

Let it be so.