Audiobook | An Announcement | Chapter 31
Chapter 31 (Dalia) (The entire audiobook is available in the playlist on my profile page.) Thank you for being on this journey together... witnessing a Love Story that transcends time, space, and the density of matter. It has been my greatest honor to share this story with you, re-told from the channeled downloads, one chapter at a time as I received them in meditation in 2022. I believe these characters coded information for us as a humanity, guiding us through the shifts in Consciousness we are already experiencing on Earth. What a gift to feel their love for us, for Gaia, for Source holding us steady as we evolve. xoxo * If you enjoyed this audiobook experience with me, I invite you to tune into another audiobook, One Day: My Soul Journey in the Gaia Tribe, available here as Premium Tracks, where I share my own journey of Infinite Embodiment. *
Transcript
Chapter 31 Dahlia snuggled in next to Enro,
Leaning her head against his shoulder as he wrapped his arm more tightly around her,
Pulling her closer to him.
They were sitting on a blanket at their spot on the cliff overlooking the ocean,
Waiting for the sun to shine its light onto the horizon of earth.
They had made their way here in the dark,
Using the flashlights on their phones,
Knowing this was the only place they wanted to be in this moment.
No words necessary,
Only the sound of the breeze moving in from the ocean,
The waves hitting the bottom of the cliffs on the beach a little further away.
Dahlia's thought of,
I will miss the sounds of this planet,
Was recognizing Enro's light squeeze on her arm.
Their ability to read each other's thoughts had increased significantly over the past three weeks,
And it was as if a constant conversation was happening between them telepathically.
Sitting quietly,
Absorbing the sensations they were experiencing through all of their senses,
The peacefulness of the moment was everything.
Content to simply still be together in human form as they watched the rays of light from the sun begin to appear across the ocean.
No clouds in the sky,
The blue above,
The blue-green of the water,
Began to fill with a kaleidoscope of pinks,
Oranges,
Reds,
Yellows,
Purples,
Blues.
As far as they could see in all directions,
Gaia and Source painted the most extraordinary sunrise gift to delight Dahlia and Enro.
For what felt like hours,
Yet likely only lasted for 20 or 30 minutes,
They sat in complete reverence with the beauty of being a human co-creating with Gaia and Source.
There was nothing to do,
Nothing to say,
Nothing to change.
No explanations or descriptions necessary.
Only the receiving,
The allowing of beauty to fill their senses.
The moment was pure bliss.
Exhaling,
Sighing with deep satisfaction,
Dahlia turned to look at Enro.
Are you ready to return home and wait until it is our turn?
Enro nodded,
Smiling at this beautiful woman,
This courageous,
Strong leader of their soul tribe.
Yes,
Let us go.
They packed up their blanket and holding hands began their return down to the beach.
Once they were back in their apartment,
Too awake to try lie down and sleep,
They spent the day alternating between being on their phones and laptops,
Watching the ongoing dialogue that had started with an announcement a few weeks ago,
And pausing to spend time in meditation,
Visualization,
Tuning into the activities of each of their soul tribe as they prepared for their assignments.
It is curious,
Dahlia said to Enro late in the afternoon,
How calm and focused I feel and how slowly time seems to be passing,
And how rapidly my thoughts and energy are moving and how quickly 5 p.
M.
Is arriving.
It feels like time is already shifting,
Even though Meg has not yet tapped in at Stonehenge.
I know,
Enro agreed,
And I believe we are already feeling what will happen as she makes the shift.
Dahlia nodded.
As 5 p.
M.
Arrived in Brisbane,
Dahlia sat down on her meditation cushion,
Putting her hand into Enro's as he sat down next to her.
They closed their eyes,
And the image of their round table on the ship that they had remembered together when the tribe was first reunited holographically appeared in front of them.
Dahlia felt tears immediately rush to her eyes.
We are all together,
Enro,
She thought,
And felt his hand squeeze hers in reply.
Oof,
Feeling her heart beating so fast and her human body struggling to metabolize the rush of emotion and joy that was washing through her,
Dahlia felt the tears running down her cheeks and the laughter through her sobs.
It took several minutes for her to steady her breathing and slow down her crying as the third eye took in this beautiful sight of all of them in their genius,
Doing their work,
Knowing the human incarnations of each of these souls were so busy completing their tasks here on earth.
Feeling Enro's hand holding hers tightly,
Knowing he was experiencing the same joy and anticipation,
Dahlia focused on settling her body into calm alignment.
With a deep exhale,
She focused her third eye on the images displayed in the air above the center of the table.
She was watching the current activities of all seven of them in a movie format.
Feeling the stillness of the souls gathered around the table,
Dahlia realized that the table itself was the energy,
The consciousness of Gaia,
Telepathically connected in with their tribe.
As she watched Meg standing steady and strong in the clearing of Stonehenge,
A current of energy appeared in the screen from the bottom of Meg's feet down to the core of the planet and from the top of Meg's crown directly to the center of this round table.
The energy activated in that connection transmitted matching currents of energy through all of the images in the hologram,
Activating the entire grid of consciousness that would now move through humanity.
Dahlia felt Enro's hand relax,
Holding hers.
It is done.
She heard his thoughts as her own and felt his smile matching the one she felt on her face in this moment.
As they continued watching the images playing out holographically in the air above the table,
Dahlia saw the ships appear one by one in each of the locations where their tribe had been visualizing them and meeting them in dream space.
Meg was making her way back by train to London to go be with those arriving at her ship.
Nuko was already settled into his camping area next to his ship up on the mountain.
Amma was greeting all of those already starting to arrive,
Eager to walk onto the ramp across the lake and into the ship hovering behind her.
Sam was standing on the ramp to his ship,
Hands on his hips,
Feet planted slightly apart,
His gaze up to the sky.
They knew he was looking out into the universe,
Where their sole tribe ship would be waiting for him.
Light pouring out of the entrance behind him into the pitch dark of the desert at midnight,
They could feel Sam's excitement as he already saw bus lights making their way towards him off in the distance.
And Svet,
In Greece,
Barefoot,
His toes digging into the grass,
One last time,
His eyes taking in the beauty of the forest he loved so much,
The trees he had spent so much time listening to and learning from while here on earth.
As Dahlia and Enra watched in their mind's eye,
They saw Svet taking in all of the sensations in his senses one last time with a deep inhale,
And exhale filled with pleasure as his eyes said goodbye to the beauty all around him.
With a smile and a wave to the trees,
Svet walked up the ramp into their ship,
The doors sliding closed behind him.
Just as quickly,
The image transmuted in the round table and dissolved,
Reminding Dahlia of her childhood play of blowing bubbles when the bubble pops and there is a tiny spray of water before the bubble disappears.
They continued watching the round table in their mind's eye,
Feeling the shift as all of Svet's consciousness returned to full presence in his position at the round table.
The sense of calm focus of all of their soul tribe remained steady,
Even as the activity was picking up in the videos playing out in the holographic screens in the center of the table.
There were no words being exchanged,
And yet Dahlia could feel the powerful energetic messages being transmitted from her tribe through the energy field of Gaia into the collective consciousness of humanity,
In all languages,
In all locations around the globe.
Her tribe was translating with Gaia the guided action steps necessary to complete the transformation from 3D to 5D.
Time,
Space,
And the density of matter were evolving from one way of being to another.
Humans had provided the power,
The momentum to activate this final leap in Gaia's evolution,
And Dahlia's tribe,
The Cosmic Catalysts,
Were her support team to bridge the gap from the old Earth to the new Earth.
Dahlia laughed quietly.
Earth had already transformed so many times in her journey.
This felt like New Earth version 111.
And yet,
For this current understanding of humanity and the way they had been experiencing time,
The titles of Old Earth and New Earth rationalized the shift that was being experienced.
Dahlia and Enro sat quietly for hours,
Or days,
As time was dissolving and morphing.
They were watching the collective humanity adjust to this new reality with Gaia.
Their human forms were being experienced outside of time.
While Gaia continued her rotation around the sun and moved through day-night cycles,
The billions of humans on the planet were going through a transformational process.
For those souls new to the human realm and caught in the density of the experience,
They were finding themselves arriving at the entrances to the ships where a experience was helping them to recalibrate to the frequency of consciousness without the human form.
The visual images of a spaceship and many people gathering to enter the spaceship together calmed their experience of leaving the human body and the human realm and returning to pure consciousness.
As Dahlia and Enro were watching,
Meg,
Sam,
Nyuko,
And Ama steadily held those portals open.
They felt such pride and love for their friends.
They continued watching the images in the center of the round table,
Seeing the mass exodus of many,
Many souls whose consciousness already understood that their human experience was a projected holograph created by their soul and held and supported by the consciousness of Gaia.
As Gaia shifted the understanding of time,
Space,
And the density of matter,
Those souls already understanding their co-creative play with Gaia simply released one last exhale in the human form and the form dissolved as their soul aligned with its next experience.
To Dahlia and Enro's eyes as they were watching the scene playing,
It looked like billions of twinkling lights,
Like the Christmas lights you would see at the holiday season,
Flashing around the outside of Gaia.
Perhaps similar to when at a concert everyone turns their phone's flashlight on and all of these hands in the air are sparkling lights across the stadium.
Gaia looked like the stadium and all of the sparkling lights were flying off into the sky.
The burst of joy,
The bubbles of delight that were moving through Dahlia and Enro felt like champagne bubbles in their hearts.
Oh Enro,
I had no idea it would be so beautiful,
Dahlia thought.
Enro squeezed her hand in reply.
Marveling at what she was witnessing happening in consciousness,
Dahlia could feel gratitude pouring through her body.
It felt like the sunrise she had just witnessed with Enro inside of her human body.
And as they watched,
Their attention was brought to the round table itself.
Gaia,
The image of Earth,
Was being covered by a soft lavender haze,
A mist of purple.
Through the purple mist,
They could see the clusters of lights to indicate highly populated cities flickering and shifting form around the globe in the center of the hologram above the table.
They could feel the density clearing across the energy field of the planet,
With so many human bodies and minds no longer in the collective consciousness of humanity.
The frequency was becoming clearer,
Purified.
As they attuned to that frequency,
They could hear the consciousness of Gaia.
She would be the guide for the souls choosing to stay and continue their human experience in this new understanding of Earth.
With this clear communication flow,
Gaia and humanity would be creating a new playground for consciousness to evolve.
Dahlia could feel the exhilaration moving through her body,
The feeling of pure potential as yet unrealized,
Waiting to be brought into form in new magical ways.
I almost wish we were staying,
She thought,
And heard Enro's telepathic reply.
Me too.
I know,
Me too.
This is going to be the most beautiful realm in which to create.
As they both slowly exhaled,
Their attention returned to the one image that remained in the center of the hologram.
While they had been paying attention to Gaia's purple tranquility,
Their friends had been completing their assignments,
Closing the doors to the ships,
And exiting Gaia.
One ship remained.
It was the one that Dahlia had dreamed of a year ago,
When her journey first started with Enro.
Knowing this was the final phase of their assignment,
Dahlia smiled at each of the souls around the roundtable.
We will meet you in the auditorium with Source very soon,
She told them,
Slowly opening her eyes and turning to meet Enro's eyes,
His body sitting next to hers in their apartment here in Brisbane.
Are you ready to go?
She asked.
Enro nodded,
Smiling at her,
Putting his arms around her for a big hug.
They stood up,
Made their way out of the apartment,
And down through town towards the beach,
Not rushing.
Taking in the details of the world they had been able to play in when almost eight billion souls co-created a physical reality with Gaia.
This story of consciousness would be told and retold and retold by souls throughout the galaxies.
Holding hands,
They arrived at the scene they had visualized over and over.
Crowds of humans navigating through a dissolving of time,
Space,
And the density of matter.
Dahlia looked at Enro to check that he was still by her side.
In all of the confusion and movement of the large crowd making their way towards the big ship,
It took much of her attention just to stay on her feet and not get swept away by the tightly packed humanity even though she could feel his hand holding hers firmly.
She visually needed to see him,
To stay grounded in this high-intensity energy.
As they locked eyes for a quick second,
She could feel his steadiness and encouragement to stay focused.
Turning her head forward again,
She scanned the scene to determine the best direction in which to try and maneuver through all of these people.
It was hard to think with all of this noise.
So much noise.
Loud voices.
Quieter,
But very afraid,
High-pitched voices.
The clank of heavy machinery moving around the perimeter of the space.
The whirring sound of the fans in the engine and the motors running.
The loudspeaker blasting instructions in all different languages,
One after another,
That created this dull roar almost like drums holding the rhythm of a melody in a composition of music.
The occasional hysterical scream or cries of someone whose fear elevated to a point where they lost control of their composure.
And the almost immediate soothing from those around them who knew this was part of the process of the experience.
As she moved forward a few more feet,
Thalia focused on her breath.
Slowing the movement of air through her lungs with conscious choice.
Releasing,
Exhaling out her mouth in an audible sigh as she studied her energy more firmly into her body.
Keeping count,
She inhaled as deeply as possible.
One,
Two,
Three,
Four.
Held it,
Looking around the crowd again,
And then exhaled out to another count of one,
Two,
Three,
Four.
Relaxing her shoulders and squeezing Enro's hand,
She focused her visualization on the image they had been painting more and more clearly in their imagination for the past few months.
This image of the reality they were forming is what brought them to this threshold,
Where everything was about to change.
As they slowly made their way up the ramp and into the ship,
Thalia and Enro stopped at the threshold.
Turning to face each other,
They stood strong and steady,
Both feet planted inside the ship.
Looking into each other's eyes,
Enro smiled at Thalia one last time,
Letting her know she was to choose the exact moment of completion of their assignment.
Smiling back at Enro,
Thalia winked at him with her left eye.
A rush of sound and light and movement swirled through the space between them and around them,
Dissolving all of the images.
One breath later,
They were seated in the auditorium,
All of their tribe next to each other in one row,
Waiting for Source to make an announcement.
