We are not in our bodies yet.

We have been travelling to them for aeons. Little waves of us have reached, and connected, and continue to gather a deeper sacred love... here.

I speak from deep within my pineal gland, from where I see... myself coming. I called myself here aeons ago, by seeing what I have chosen to become.

A mating of ways, gaiaded by vision, what we have called Inner.

In to it aeon... we enter ourselves, and allow our understanding of self to be alive within our body, for this is what we have chosen to be.

Gaiaded by Loving Synchronicity, we surrender our memory with each life, that we may learn this much more about what it is to be hue man, to live and breathe within Gaia.

Tara

Earth

how many more names have there been, and will there be?

for

US

It is this that I choose to be, by seeing it. In telling you, and asking you to see the visions of my imagination, I ask you to help me be real in these changing tides. And if you should choose to come closer, once upon a time, perhaps we shall learn to dance, and make love.

Please allow our understanding of making love to begin with the simple act of learning how to see, what each of us is choosing to become.

Surrender preconceptions about how and when and what we are, and thus the rules of the rhythms of a dance we began to learn through remote control of these bodies, as we have become the energy of sight that enables angels from distant stars to see through what we have called space, each in their own way, and make love here.

Love that becomes us.

The Love that we are.

And in this collision of ways, pain and rage have ruled. Reverberations, each trying to hold the ocean still. And in thee collisions, we have been innoculated.

An innoculation of love, that has been short.

The past several thousand years of hue-man-ity have been a vast lesson in what not to do.

and the sparks and quiet flames of the new dance have been protected by the klipatch of each race. These husks are what we have called our cultures and religions.

It is to the birthing flame of the dawning way, that I offer my skins of many lifetimes. Please teach me how to surrender, and to stand with grace.

With deep respect for the incredible gift of this life.

Please teach me to stand.