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
The Poetry of Your Soul 
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