A SILENT SCREAM…THE AQUARIUS ECLIPSE…CHIRON OPENS THE WOUND

The solar eclipse releases something to make way for something new.   Of course we might not see that at the time it happens but as one door closes another is opening and we have to see we are here to really be thankful and grateful for being here and not to wait for happiness!

So how are you?    Really…you say.   I am ok…not bad I suppose.   Moments of clarity and then crushing indecision, weeping and gnashing of teeth.. and feeling so raw you are not sure where to turn to for comfort Beloveds.   It is ok…really it is.    I say this but I have to keep reminding myself of the fact too.   Teachers tell us the theory of everything and what we should or shouldn’t do but they are human as well and they might write with passion about the need to speak your truth and be you but they are just finding their way too.   So take heart, your heart Beloved and listen to a little fable..story or dream.

And let the words make an image of what is happening in your inner world be painted on a canvas of what you hold on for and dream of, and keep it close to your heart when you forget.

Once upon a time a little burst of light traveled like a stream through the Universe, leaving trails of its existence on every star it came into contact with .   There was nothing of its presence left among the galaxies only a thread of its existence.

The stars shone brightly and held the wisdom of the map of the Soul for humanity to gaze upon and figure out, eternally.

But the little trail had left its mark.   It had visited the constellations and been part of the gathering of configurations of the planets and they would hold its memory like a scent forever.

A girl and boy stood on a hill under the new Moon eclipse.   Their hands held in a loving sweetness they felt for each other deep in their hearts.    The night sky was crisp and chilled by the late winter and early spring beginning to form.   They felt the heat of their hearts flame warming them as they gazed in awe at the Universe above.   The city below twinkled with the lights of the streets lit by an orange glow casting a fiery light in the distance.   But from where they stood there were just the two of them on a little hill holding hands like innocent children.

No words were said.   Until up in the sky, a shooting star flew majestically across the dark blue mantle of the night.   Their hands tightened in a grip to each other and they raised their upturned faces to watch the trail the Star left as a sign it had traveled a distance.

The girl turned to the boy, their faces soft and innocent in the nights reflections.   She placed her hand on is heart and he instinctively did the same to her.

Beloved, she whispered,  what if we are more?    He stared quizzically at her for a second with the corner of his mouth moving towards a smile.   More than what?  he asked.

More than this place we stand on in this moment.   What if we are like the Star that leaves its trail and goes on its journey leaving nothing behind but its moment of existence that will be a memory forever in our Hearts.   Oh…he quietly said…that is beautiful Beloved.

But she smiled and said No..more than that Beloved.   What if we are that Star up there and it is viewing us, observing its journey.   What if its trail is the path we instinctively follow here on Earth?

His eyes widened as if a memory was trying to come through to the surface.   He did not know what it was but it felt as if the memory was being recalled and needed time to be remembered!!!

The girl went on, holding hands at their hearts… She said “imagine Beloved, we are all really watchers of the sky, viewers of the planets and trying to find Home!   When what we gaze out at is held somewhere in our memory of who we are.   It is trying to remind us as we ask for signs!    They laughed but it was humour that held a knowing….The girl became animated with her features and words…with her excitement of what was happening to them as they stood on this hill on this cold new moon.

What if we have seen how it would all be when we were stars?   When we travelled across the night sky and acted as a sign for someone else standing below looking up!   And those on Earth looked to us to guide them, to watch our movements as the Earth turned…

He gazed into her eyes and one single tear had made its way down her soft plump cheek…His eyes filled with tears and laughter as they stood together.

Yes..oh my Yes was all he could answer.?  Everyone down here, including us,  fighting, loving, existing, worrying, looking for a sign and one day we realise the comfort that comes from the night sky shining its light upon us is the memory of our own existence there and the nothingness of being a human who searches for the next step, the new level,is not known there.

We leave our mark as a blue trail…and weave a pattern among the constellations and planets and one day as we shine down on the Earth, we see the richness of its beauty as those gazing upon us see ours.    They always have.  We say prayers to God and the Heavens above for all sufferings to be lifted and yet up above we send more signs to those hearts aching to be found.

All the loneliness of looking up and hoping becomes unbearable, until a star passes by and leaves its memory in the sky for you to feel as if it was your own.

What does all this mean for us here he asked?   It is so beautiful to think the map of our own hearts shines above us but how do we make others see we will live forever dancing through the heavens?    That all they fear or worry over and fight against is a distraction to something much bigger!

His logic brought her back to her own for a second, and she was quiet for a moment as she perceived his question with her heart and its feeling.

Well what if we are meant to come here and be born as an innocent baby who knows its star origins and smiles and giggles at its existence.   The magic of the Universe tries to hold onto our memory for us, but knows it must let us go.    We begin to experience earthly memories and we can only keep the journey of the trail in our dreamtime and on a night like this when we stare at the open pages of the sky.      This is our reality of love and joy.   And the baby becomes a child,  and the books read are those written for an earthly school and the frustrations of older people, adults who have gone further away from their memory of the stars.    They become impatient with you for not being in the “real” world and following the footsteps of not knowing.     Slowly you start to walk their path, in loving guidance from them perhaps, and your youthful dreams become distorted by the greyness of commitment to a world of worry and living in distant wish for happiness.

“Oh..he said, that sounds so sad that we have our stars in our hopes and dreams and smiles and giggles as a baby, and as we grow we move away from the journey of the little trail of the star we are.   We are driven by the thoughts of others who have lost their memory too?

That is it!  Eureka she said and laughed.    But what happens when you remember!

You cry she said.

You shed tears for the innocent little star who came to Earth to be human but loses its memory…and the only hint of that reality shines above them as they sleep….

Until one day when all the fighting is done, when there is no more waiting to do…to keep the whole process going, a little flame will dance within You Beloved and it will burn your heart.    And only you can feel it dancing to the memory dawning within your veins.    And it starts to shine… and it sparks your journey.   Like the little star in the heavens.   Yet so many pieces of memory are yet to return…they cannot all come together, it would be too much!    And the life you live takes on a new meaning…if you have been waiting, hoping and praying for something, you realise you want to say Thank You to the Now, to the Moment your little star has brought you to because it might be so far from where you thought you needed to be, it had to bring you there to wake you up!!!!  And the magic of the Universe conspires to help you…to say hello!!    I know you little Star.. I remember your journey through the night sky when you danced in the Heavens.    Why are you trying to come home when you brought home with you!    Why are you lonely when you are remembered by every star you touched?    And all earthly cares start to become like grey statues standing in the dusky night.    Just shadows that can be seen by You when you do not look to them to shine.   But be the sign you need by following your remembrance.   Its a knowing Beloved and yet we cannot really give it an Earthly name, it has so many!

Did you Shine little Star?

It is the only question that will need asking of your heart.   Did you just Shine!

He turned to her and stared.   “I see you differently Beloved he said.    Laughing she said I see you…..And all the people, places and challenges we say impeded us only did until we saw we were meant to leave a trail..to shine..to pass by.   And nothing on Earth will stop us remembering…only Us… ”

Above in the Heavens, The planet Chiron talked….

Above in the sky the elders of the constellations …Jupiter among them…. grew and they expanded and gathered in the dark of the night sky as the light of the stars cast a glow on their presence.

The Drum could be heard as an echo in the galaxy…the Red Earth below had gathered its Elders to beat to the sound of Mother Earth’s expanding Heart out into the sky.   The Beloved God/Goddess’ presence listened as the beat was turning into the footsteps of the Journey.    Chiron’s presence among the planets was soft and yielding as Mother’s voice sang from Earth to her Beloved.

 

”  THEY REMEMBER THE WOUND…

YES, THEY KNOW IT FOR WHAT IT REALLY IS NOW

AND IT WILL TRAVEL TO ALL HEARTS…

THIS IS THE TIME OF NO TIME…BEYOND TIME

THE NEVER ENDING VOICE OF SINGING PRAISE

TO THE JOURNEY BACK HOME…”

 

Chiron:

“DO THEY KNOW THE WOUND IS THE GIFT?”

Yes..some do and they can touch others with the presence of the Star….”

AND THE GIFT IS NOT TO BE RECEIVED

IT IS TO BE GIVEN.

AND THE WOUND IS NOT TO BE HEALED IT IS TO BE AWAKENED

AND THE MEMORY IS NOT THE DOORWAY

IT IS THE BRIDGE…..THE TRAIL….

SOME WOULD CALL IT THE ARC…”

Chiron

What do they need to do to release the Gift?

If a planet smiles…it was then Chiron had the warmth of a smile….an Ancient Being of great compassion and love….

His reply

“They are the Gift.

Release the need to Know and the Memory of Forever returns.”

 

Blessed Be….Happy New Moon Eclipse in Aquarius….Let the Waters of knowledge flow and trust the memory of forever…

 

Caroline K Beloved..Aphrodite Beloved