BRAVE HEART 8.8

LIONS GATE AND NEW MOON IN LEO

THE PRESENTATION OF THE CHILD

The 8th day of the 8th Month

A small child sat on the stones step of an ancient world. The dusty earth lay around them like an old blanket that was once their comfort and what they knew as home. The child saw their feet and small toes as they wriggled in the earth as it moved and gathered in the storm that was trying to build up. They would never be braver than this moment. In the midst of the chaos of destruction was being born the heart of the lion once again. But in this moment it was beginning to be revealed within this golden child as the sweetness of the lamb. One day there would be a moment just like this again and they would be ready.

The doorway to the Lionsgate was opened for another time yet for each one accessed it brought us deeper into the old world. The world of ancient reasoning and wonder. But to go fully into the space we called the Mother we had to find the wound that was inevitably part of growing up. It had been a wound within us before we were born. It had been shown to us through our parents and peers and one day we would not judge it while acknowledging it was how we grew. We were born into the right time in the right place that was absolutely right for us to grow, no matter what we would consider later on in our lives.

The innocence of this heart that held the fire of a new world was the old world trying to be heard once again. The voices of those who had shared the path with them were echoes of thoughts and worries trying to be made real. But somewhere within, deeper than all of the thoughts coming through the storm, was a voice that only the child knew. They did not know how they knew it or even from where it came. But it was there. It had always been there.

The sky darkened and the wind grew and people ran in every direction as the storm made its presence felt. The child heard voices shouting telling them what to do and in which way to turn. But the stone steps upon which they sat became a place to sit and witness the world as it passed by. In that place stillness was present everywhere.

The child grew and became an adult and from time to time would return to sit at the base of these steps and look out in wonder at the world. The child would need to return here to remember. Because the world would take on a different shape as they grew from a child and they would inhabit places and spaces for the experiences they needed. Not all of them would be what they would wish for but it would a chance to redeem their hearts and go further into the stillness within their soul.

Then the days came that would challenge even the childish heart of innocence. It would be presented in such a way that would separate those who would remember the ancient ways. But those who are ancient are always the child. They hold the place of stillness that is required to remember ancient ways and if you are reading this perhaps you are One.

In the ancient City of Ur we once walked beside the Euphrates and sat beside the pyramid. We had walked far and needed to rest in these times. Only a few gathered there to talk and to share stories as the world went on around them. Travellers making their way on the silken road would stop to trade and take in the wonders of where they were. But this place was where we would one day return in dream time to remember. It held the promise of a new world where all would be fair and just. But it would take the memory of those who had once walked here to begin to remember and make the journey once again.

The coming days of the Lions gate will remind us in our dreams and in our hearts. Can you allow yourself to return to the place of your origins and find the story of you once more? Can you allow yourself to birth the child who is ancient yet eternal and bring them out to present to the world by your own presence?

The Child returned to the steps where they once sat in another time. They looked out on a world that was moving and growing and yet in that place the presence of the Mother herself was presented as Ishtar and Inanna. The comfort of their love and understanding would be found in each generation through the Goddess journey back to self. Mary would return in consciousness to hold the vibration of love just as a small speck of light that would grow and grow in the understanding of each person wishing to find it. These are the times we have waited for but also they are the times we have chosen to lift the final veils.

As you go into meditation or silence find yourself if you will sitting on the stone step. Feel the dusty earth beneath your toes and remember the smells and the noise of what surrounds you. The time you are remembering still exists in you. It is repeated in the place we are now in perhaps different conditions but parallel to the story of You.

Find the soft voice that calls to you as you sit with no expectation other than being at home in that moment. When you do you see yourself stand in that image and turn to look at the pyramid you sat at. Its presence is tall and regal and yet it holds the softness of a memory you are only recalling now.

Let your heart be happy as you witness the turning of the ages and let your Childish heart be presented to the world as the wisdom of the ancient way.

(A new world being Born)

Caroline (Aphrodite) 2021