We bow in reverence to this day and to all who have gathered here at this time to pull in, anchor the new, and to herald the call. We come from the time beyond, of that which is unseen, of that which is manifest and all that is to come. You say it is not known at this time what is to come, and we say Hey-ho to that - all is uncovered under the big gray blanket of the Universe. If we lift up the darkness and peer underneath, we see the shimmers, glimpse the perfection, the failings. We have come from every ray outstretched through the skies, ridden on the tails of light as they journey to the new - feel the stir, we gather.

It is not just for you that we gather at this time, but for your parents, your grandparents, aunts and uncles. It is for all those who lived with their noses to the ground, unable to lift their eyes to see the summer sky. We will send you a brilliant streak tonight - if you look to the sky you will see it. This will be your sign that there IS concert, there IS connection and communion, and above all, there IS understanding. There are those who do not understand, or say it is not so, and we say to them, "remove the hands from your eyes." Dirt obstacle dirt - you manifest the blindness, it is self-chosen. To you who see and speak of your visions, we whisper, "yes, yes, it is true. Speak of it. Feel it flowing strongly through your blood." The time is no more for others to put their hands in front of your eyes, or clamp their hands around your neck so you squeak, or throw the dusty, wet, smelly sack over your head. No one has that power anymore. You each stand alone in the place of your choosing - there are no more bonds.

What place do you choose? The wise open field? The basement of a condemned house? The edge of the cliff? The inside of a squirrel's nest? Choose your place and stnd tall. Breathe - you are unhindered - there is no cage - you are free. They cannot harm you - watch as they squirm and writhe but cannot touch you, connect, or blow the light out of you.

This is for all, the heralding of the new that is not new, the connection that all once had with the All - the rest has fallen away, the gold and true remain. In the quiet spaces of your mind and heart come the words - what are the words? It is your True Self revealed. Do not wonder, "is this me? Is this real? Is this true?" the answer is yes - it is you, your Truest You that has ever been revealed, the core when the cobwebs and grease and dust have been stripped away. What does it look like? For it will look different to each being - you are all unique, the same, different. Hold the paradox , for embracing the opposites is the key to the change you are currently undertaking.

You were born naked. You loved it - you squirmed and squealed, you WERE. Then you got cold, so you put on a layer of clothes. It wasn't enough, and you felt sad that you could no longer feel the sun and the air and the wind upon y our being. But it was so cold, so you put on another layer and another and another. You look in the mirror and think that is who you are, but we tell you, that is no more who you are than the outside of the house is the house itself. The only remaining key to your True Self that is not hidden is to be found in your eyes. No one can hide - they may turn their eyes, but if they hold, their truth is revealed. Look to the eyes.

Has not the time come when you long to feel the one-ness with the All That Is that you experienced with your first incarnation? Have you not felt the release of the layers, one at a time, even as you are clutching to the fabric of the old and material? Have you not been pleasantly surprised when you felt the first stirrings of the sun on your skin again? Release the old, return to the new - embrace the new.

The secret of the heart, the sacred drum, is to hold us upon the earth. If we feel no drum we are not here. Put your hands over your heart and feel your drum - feel your alive. Put your hand on your neck, on your wrist, put your head on someone's chest and feel their heartbeat. See? You are alive, very much alive. There is no death, only the loss of that which no longer serves. Do you keep what is unnecessary and broken, or do you return it to its Source so that it may be renewed and made new and whole? Who are we to hold? The journey is long and our burdens are many. Release and be lightened - all is provided for as you walk. If it were not so, you would not be here now. The call has been made, the call has been sounded - you have responded, we have responded.

There are FAR more of us assisting than there are of you going through the change. Only those of the highest mettle were even considered for incarnation at this time. If you could only see what we see - you beautiful beings surrounded in the gold, led through the fire that breaks the illusions - it is no small task, it is, as is said, a Herculean task, and that is why the numbers will be fewer and fewer. Have no fear that all who remain have chosen this, all who depart, depart in perfect timing.

There is no right or wrong. There is only the IS. Embrace the IS, feel the IS, know the IS, live in the IS. When you ask, "what's this?" Answer, "It IS." That is the key. You have come so far, dear ones, we ask you to breathe at this time and know this. There is more journeying to be done, but the more you understand the process, the more you will be prepared for whatever comes. You know desert travel, so once you learn the woods, no matter what woods there are, you will know them. The terrain is different, but you are far better suited for the woods thn the desert - there is beauty in both, but you are beings of green, of growth, of abundant fertility and life. The days of the hoarding and dryness and harshness are at an end. Stand in the green, breathe in the green, and know that you are already Home.