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editor’s note:  another piece by robin, aka scarlett…  i love how it ties in what has happened to this realm and what is happening now.  good storytelling!

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June 15, 2018

Important excerpts from brings can bring messages, “An Arctic Explorer Could Tell The Story,’ and the story continues…

“But what about the curse?” Art asked.

Blue was visibly upset by the question. 

He knew about the hijacking of the codes, the symbols, and all the other evil deeds. He even had a strong suspicion there was some kind of curse, but he was still horrified by the enormity of the crimes against humanity.

The Curse.

They had literally corrupted the spirit of the divine feminine and divine masculine.

Not only did they, in essence, turn men and women against each other, but they distorted the masculine and feminine energies inside each and every human being on the planet as well.

Yin and yang, ego and being, shadow and light.

He remembered reading once that balance means remaining quietly in the heart. Well!The evil wizards created a perpetual state of imbalance that kept most of the population from ever experiencing quiet in their hearts.

He was still processing the information and it was hard to put into words, but he suspected it was through the use of frequencies that distorted the energy of the second chakra, Svadhisthana.

Art had never seen Blue look like he did now. He could tell his uncle had never seen him like this either and was sorry he asked about the curse.

“You know,” Blue began, “until today I always had some doubt in my mind that the legend of the crystal skulls was real. Kind of like the legend of the Great Flood…”

“You mean Noah’s Arc?” Art asked.

Blue nodded. “Yes – though in other cultures and religions the legend goes by many different names and the story line varies. The common thread is that a great flood cleansed the earth.” 

He laughed as he said the last.

“Well, that’s putting it mildly. I just don’t have the heart to think about destruction right now.

The thread that ties the various legends of the skulls together is the relative agreement that the 13th skull ‘represents’ the collective consciousness of all the worlds and connects with the knowledge of the sacred planets.

The skulls are an astounding find. Like I said earlier, it ensures the evil wizards will not ever have access again.

What is bothering me right now is some of the wording in ‘key’ to the book.  It is clear to me that, through all this time, the evil wizards wanted to ensure there would never be a ‘Woman and a Ring of Magic’ – and most certainly not a woman truly capable of love.

They knew that in order for the ring to work, it had to be powered by love, and I suspect they did not know they would need it to open the trunk after they closed it until it was too late.”

Art wondered how Blue wound up with the ring, but didn’t interrupt to ask.

“It’s still a little sketchy, but it’s clear at some point they must have felt the need to hide the skulls. They likely decided to keep the 13th skull, which held the newly distorted codes for the collective, and bury the rest.

I suspect once they closed the trunk they were not able to open it again – and when they set it down it stuck.  They knew that the Power of Love was the only thing that would open it, so they did what they do to make sure that power never had a chance to be realized.”

“But they failed,” Art emphasized.

“They did at that,” Blue acknowledged.

“How do you think the evil wizard that was at the cave before us was going to get around the ‘love issue’ when he thought he had the ring?” Art wondered.

“I wouldn’t venture a guess.”

“What is going to happen now?”

“Why, Liberation of Planet Earth, of course,” Blue began in jest.

“Have you heard of The Mayan Oracle – Return Path to The Stars?”

Art shook his head and Blue continued, “It’s one of Scarlett’s favorite books and it comes with a deck of 44 cards – 20 Star Glyphs, 13 ‘Numbers,’ and 11 Lenses.”

“That sounds interesting,” Art contemplated.

“Kind of like tarot cards linked with the fabric of the cosmos.”

“I’ll see that you get a copy,” was all he could say before continuing.

“One of the Star Glyphs, AHAU, symbolizes the Sun and there is a beautiful passage in the book that speaks of the essence of AHAU. Scarlett recites it quite often:

‘The Sun had a dream…of the time of the Sun of Flowers: heaven on earth, divine children dancing in the golden octave of creation.’

In my humble opinion that sums up pretty well who we are and how life was supposed to be – and, to answer your question, that is exactly what is ‘going to happen now.’

The sun had a dream – Dreams come true…” 

Blue looked wistful as he trailed off and Art didn’t know what to say.  He felt like he should say something though and, in the most uncharacteristic behavior he had ever displayed to date, he surprised them all – including himself.

“Why wait?” Art said as he got up and began to dance and sing, “Ahau, Ahau; Everything is Holy Now, Ahau…”

Blue looked back at the fire and Hap watched his nephew dance. He shook his head as he remembered how inhibited he used to be. It was a pleasure to see him dancing with wild abandon now.

“Ahau, Ahau, I bow,” Art concluded as he took a bow and retreated to his tent. 

Hap watched Art make his way back to the tent before turning toward Blue.

Blue had been thinking about the hell that he and Scarlett went through – and not just in this lifetime.

Hap was about to speak, but Blue spoke first, “How’s Tawny?” 

To be continued…

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