People used to be in awe at the sight of Morea

Morea had been living among her people for a long time now

But the people kept wondering at how she could not seem to age as they did

The would ask “Dear Morea, how is it that you do not seem to age?”

Morea would simply smile, her profound gaze full of wisdom, and she’d utter:

“My cells know who I am. I know Who I Am”

 

 

Life is a celebration on Earth. The ancients living within you know

Of the deepest bond between the love of Gaia and your body-temple

All is divine, so are you

 

Remember dear one, remember Who you are

Become Who you were meant to become, to embody on this earthly paradise

It is time, although there is no time

 

Your heart knows, open up and listen to Her wisdom, Her Love, Her almighty Power

Nurture and delve into the Divine Mother Goddess Love

She will always provide for you

 

Beauty, Harmony, Abundance of all kinds are gracefully infinitely offered to you

If you remain connected in your heart space with Her

Into the Joyous celebration of your kinship with all that is Her

 

Joy, Magical encounters and celebrations of all kinds

May strengthen your connection with Her

If you only remember, remember Who you are dearest Earth Ambassador

 

Feel the Love that Mother Earth has for you

It is the same Love and promise from the Creator

Receive and awaken to what is above so as below

 

– The Hathors

 


Top painting: “Honoring Divinity In Another World” by Erica Wexler

Bottom artwork: Driftwood sculpture by Debra Bernier

 

 

 

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