Children of the fire, of the earth, children of the wind, the spirit, the water. Children before, in times ahead and times past and in this most pregnant now, I am the Lady of the Lake of Avalon. I am she who dwells in the mists of seclusion, of secrecy. I am here in your presence, across time space, stretching out my hands to grasp yours, to comfort you and to lend you my strength, although you have not need of it, for you are gods and goddesses in your own right, standing strong on your own two feet. Many of you were priests and priestesses on this island of mysteries, where the great learning took place within the blend of harmony and quiet.
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And now I offer you this. I offer you a bag of precious gems of wisdom of memory for you have these deep within you. Avalon or Egypt or Lumeria, or Arcturus – wherever your heart longs for these memories will be returned to you.
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This you has a special unique job now to carry the frequencies of home, of peace of light to the others from where you are to where they are. You are bridges of frequency. We in Avalon were secluded in the great mysteries but it is now time for the seclusion to end and the spreading of the great mysteries to be made evident and available to those who have their hearts open.
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(I am hearing horns blowing in the background.) Yes, even in these times, in our times there were wars around us, there were knights in battles around Avalon but we could not be touched. We could not be reached because we were isolated within our own interdimensional flux. We protected ourselves from the outside world and now it is time to share this power of remembering, of peace so that you feel the cooling of the mists when your hearts are hot and your cheeks are wet with tears. There is great unveiling of the illusions of your carbon world and of the monsters of your mists. And yet, all mists all veils are coming down and to those who have not prepared they will be shocked.