We as Priestesses have been watched, locked up, persecuted, sabotaged, feared, betrayed, siphoned from. Especially when we were embodying our light and our power.
This is coming up for me strongly now and to me it. stems back to the beginning of times during the Atlantis.
This code appeared in my group for the Solar Christ Feminine. I personally had some shifting to do and was asked that after expanding this code in to the group, I would post it here.
As it is a collective theme, for which we have been seeing many versions of this unsafety when rising in to our power. We are safe now. In all our power. We are safe. Always.
ATLANTEAN KEY
As it twists and turns
Searching callibrium
Timelines converge
Accessing optimum
Vibrationairy field
Intricate
Delicate
Mathematical precision
Ceremonial
Repeated
Mannerism
Are we safe
In each turn
We ask
Are we powerless
To hold
Our own
Codes and wisdom
Passion and fire
Grief and anger
Expansion and contraction
Were we ever in command?
Who can we trust
If it is not us
That call the shots
For the wheel to turn
And turn again
Untill the lock is sealed
And the timelines are merged
And the future undone
In to the mystery returned
We are at last
And not at least
For it was us
All along
Turning and twisting
