Message Archangel Michael November Ascension Energies: Creation Pulsing

 

In the constant escalation of release and activation, the divine balance of masculine feminine comes into view. The history rises to be retold and refold into a new imagining of what can be. Let your mind wander into new territory, as what was becomes a new story.

The eleventh hour has never been easy, but it always offers a promise. Can you be stronger than imagined? Can you be clearer than you knew?

Can you be the future instead of the past again?

What has passed is beckoning you to release it from the present. So that it does not repeat, repeat, repeat.

Here we are at a turning point arriving. What it is, is unkown; yet an echo of past. What far off time and place began the call. As it bounces off walls the heart beats faster. It’s unseen, but the echo feels real.

Who has eyes to see the invisible sound?

As the cycles go winter [or summer] soon arrives. Life seems to be dormant and dead on the surface. Yet within there is a renewal where origin and destination dance again.

Here you reside within the winter of your long season, stirring and hungry, still too tired to fully wake, for the new season is not yet arrived.

Within each season there is also opposite flow. It may be far away or deep within, but the wake will be felt, for time only stands still where the body can’t be. Oceans washing past into present take the future away.

You hold memory far beneath the graffiti of war. It was a time when ritual was not a decree of worship; it was a joining, a joying, a bonding of freedom. The energy was sensed by sensational hearts. The opposites were clear, trans-parent.

The origin and destination were not oblivious of each other. They knew they were, they are, they will be One. Opposite was not out of sight. Eyes were open and lies ap-parent, springing off new growth that called community to cure.

The separate was equal for Life was infinite. Within the smallest, finest, finite form, was the biggest of Life into new body born. It held all potential so each was in-formed.

The male and the female, separate but equal. The male and the female, two in One. The male and female, knew the connection of opposite was Life’s vehicle of Time.

THE HEART OF TIME

It drives you, this force bigger than the biggest of armies. It compels and consumes and brings death to great wealth. It is the wake under Life’s raft, the wrath of tides. The drowned echoes of past don’t remember the waves. But your heart still holds the imprint of each resounding swell.

Each beat, each pulse—a chord of connection. Harmonizing into dissonance and arrhythmic time. It can’t be held, no matter how strong the armed forces. It reckons with the reflection that becomes hideous holding onto past.

A sad story once held such glory, but just a fascade that becomes gory. Weathered and withered until time finally stops. The eleventh hour rings loud on the clocks. What does it signal as the pulse becomes known?

Each beat is expected, the future is shown.

Yet it stops, not complete, for the time has not come. It whispers of futures where the two meets the One.

While winter is surface, there is heat within. The clock never stops, it always beats again.

It takes but One to hear the echoing drum. To redirect, reconnect the surface of sound as echoes abound.

It takes but two to amplify, a community wave. But you, the Ones, are many and brave. You are Time’s progeny, you hold the same force. But a grasp is just a moment that Time pulses free.

You are the One, divided by two. You are the pulse of Life that always beats through. You are the promise of future seasons. The promise of bloom.

THE BREATH OF TIME

You are the divine potential that pauses the movement. Breathed in, and held, until Time compels. The exhale saturated in love or fear. That community never left, it still echoes near.

Too soft to be heard by distracted ear.

Just a moment, a breath, it can change such life. Give it or take it, time pulses on. All is allowed for Life’s for the strong.

But strength is not wisdom and knowledge isn’t free. It must be touched by the finite heart and echo through walls. Heard softly and followed silently until the echo is seen. The beat of the heart within. Creation Pulsing you four-ward. Renewing again.

Who has eyes to see the invisible sound?

Just beyond it, oceans abound. Your beating heart is making waves, asleep or awake. You are the one to form the dream into new shape.

Awake and take action in echoes form. Conscious ripples of One future where Love is reborn.

All potential in the smallest, the finest of form. Too small to be held, to be grasped and contained. Yet Time’s vast arms nurture all into vein.

El invierno acaba con su larga temporada de letargo. Los días son años en el número de la larga temporada. Los momentos son meses que agitan la resolución o el miedo. Las respuestas solo llegan cuando las preguntas desaparecen.Se desconoce el detalle, es la naturaleza del tiempo. Es el juego de Oracle, un rompecabezas indefinido. No hay guía que garantice el premio. Sólo un paso en una dirección para seguir el eco escurridizo repitió.Pero un espejo solo refleja lo que el tiempo tiene entre manos. La ola vendrá en la próxima hora, la una. [ganado]No se descarte, aunque las huelgas parecen reales. Es solo el marcador de tiempo de Uno y dos combinados en 12. Estos dos nunca se separan del invisible 3.Pero es lo que pronto llegará a ser todo lo ganado. La ola cogiendo impulso, debajo de donde los ojos mar.Eres la fuerza del Tiempo, el infinito invisible. Eres el Oráculo, la Sílfide, la desconcertante Sybil.Responder preguntas aún no reemplazadas. Liberando viejas heridas de la inocencia deshonrada. ¿Qué podía hacer la inocencia sino retirarse y reformarse?Porque la inocencia nunca se pierde, simplemente renace ...En el próximo pulso de la creación a medida que avanza el tiempo. El reinado de la solución siempre llega, el tiempo de lavado de heridas ha desgarrado. Ejércitos del Amor, irrumpió el Falso Guerrero. Los falsos guerreros se sienten fuertes hasta que se rompe la armadura.Tú, corazón valiente, sostienes el futuro de la Creación. Elección y resolución pulsantes para la crianza de otros también. Los corazones fuertes son flexibles, sintiendo los ecos. Silenciosamente, sutilmente, SER el futuro que Conoce. Es más fuerte que las palabras porque contiene la amplificación de la resonancia completa. No solo los tonos huecos de los huesos blindados.Eres creación pulsando un futuro por amor. Comprender la conexión y la recompensa del tiempo. Esa paz interior humilla el pasado y la tormenta. El ojo es el centro, lo neutral en el caos. Como ve potencial, las reformas futuras.Posee tu amor poderoso, querida Vida. Porque siempre has tenido las llaves del reino interior. Única y unida, la Creación Pulsando de nuevo. Siempre nuevo y renovado a través de su poderosa elección. Cada respiración es un regalo de la vida.Recíbelo, cámbialo y dáselo a Todos. Es tu Poder Inocente elegir, elegir, elegir. Deja que tu Amor cuelgue en el aire, la fragancia invisible de las flores en flor. Dando esperanza y sanación a los futuros de nuevo.** Por Jamye Price

Greetings, Beloved Ones.

We send you blessings of Love and Light, in this Now Moment, and we invite you to open your heart to our message for you…

Dear Ones, what you are experiencing right now is all part of your journey to Ascended Mastery.

Every time you are experiencing something unpleasant, you have the choice to deal with it the old outdated ways.

These are the ways humanity has dealt with them for thousands of years.

The societal and psychological programs are still running for many.

You have Free Will to apply these old ways for your situation.

Or, you can view the situation as a training course in Ascension Mastery and apply the Ascended Way to create your Victory of Light.

The Ascended Way is to call forth your I AM Presence first, then The Ascended Masters, The Angels, Your Galactic Family of Light and the Telosians to bring forth the Victory and Solution for the situation.

Then, remain in Harmony and before you know it, the situation is resolved and you have strengthened your “Ascension Muscle.”

So, in a way, all your unpleasant experiences are practice opportunities to become better and better with your connection to your I AM Presence, The Ascended Masters, The Angels, Your Galactic Family of Light and the Telosians and to bring forth your Divine Victory.

The more you view it that way and apply the principles of Ascension, the better you’ll become at it.

Eventually, less and less unpleasant experiences are needed to assist you in your Ascension.

You will have gained enough positive momentum to attract only positive experiences and eventually Ascend into the Higher Dimensions.

Keep choosing the Ascended Way and all Higher Realms are most joyous to help you.

Know That All Is Well, Beloved Ones.

Welcome Home.

We are walking beside you, every step of the way.

Dear Ones, you are loved beyond measure. Always.

I am Archangel Michael and I bring you this truth.

**Channel: Asara