From your Hostess of Light
As we move our very kicked cosmic butts away from the eclipses and the 4-4 doorway we look intensely into our selves seeing a deep shift that cannot be named or explained. Once again we are not who we were and we are not who we are becoming. Like a shape shifter we are caught mid-stream between a hard place and a slippery rock. How can one be so alone and yet to connected to everything in the universe?
The energy of the 4-4 came in like a razor sharp storm that cut right thru any and all illusion and perception. It stretched itself like a angry snake across all the lands and peoples that were to shift and allowed for the cleansing and opening of all that was whole and holy. Continue reading