Guardians

The Sentinel and I created an etheric body to compliment Their enormous head. Granite is mostly silica, is quartz in crystalline form. The healing properties of quartz comprised the body of the Sentinel. Their heart aligns with truth that informs their wisdom. They release stress and fear that bled into the crust of Gaia since before humanity grew.

The enormous granite head had a small tree branch protruding from the area over the eye socket, implying lashes. The broad nose held space for even lips, and a square jaw underlined their benign survey. A strong square shaped head insisted on wide set cheek bones. I felt or saw or remembered a barrel chest, a thick waist and stout legs. As I sat under the birch trees, admiring the flickering of the leaves in the breeze, my eyes saw nothing. My body senses dissolve. I felt the Oneness. We, the water, plants, rocks and air all swelled and abated in unison.

Sliding into the soft space between the body and mind, it is easy to move into synchronization with the Sentinel. I am no longer a small human but merge with the essence of the Sentinel. It is space itself. A vacuum devoid of colors. There is energy or the absence of it or both. Potential, that's it. Which is perceived as a contrast between light and dark.

I have no apparatus to see with here. In this place. I am knowing the experience but the body has not moved. I have no I or me. I am being fed information. A download, perhaps. Absolute silence and peace pervade my consciousness.

A tether anchors me. "I have much to finish. I will not leave the body yet," a spontaneous knowing and acceptance. There is little I can associate to self in this dimension. With that, I have no response to what might cause me anxiety, like dying right now.

The conversation went something like this, "Do you want to reunite your head to a body?" A moan of yearning acknowledged my intuitive question. Because I feel the knowing of unsaid communication, I give voice to the vision to acquire confirmation of the messages. Although words were never used between us, it was glorious to receive the confirmation.

I had not facilitated anything even close to this size before. So close to the Earth Being, I had no hesitation, as if the request was quite normal. We began. Gaia provided the raw material and the granite built and fused in large hunks then finer and finer elements.

I lent a key to facilitate the magic already inherent in the land. It was a contract I made to leave this family of Sentinels and enter into a human contract so I could bring the key to their reawakening all these millennia later. I remember bits and pieces of the traumatic battles.

Gaia's body grew from vibration into physical form. We were the singers, so to speak. We translated the energy into matter. Gaia's information transferred from Her Akashic Records. The property of physical earth was unavailable at first. We did not have much density either. Gaia had mapped her birth and had instruction for each minute element from a nano particle configuration.

We were shaped as mountainous sasquash. Our fur was an energetic filament. There was no need for eyes or a nose but we had a mouth that was more like a tuba bell but not as fixed. Our song held the information for Gaia to grow. We filtered the map of Gaia and created the form from her dream of becoming. A depth of nurture equaled only by Source, thus blossomed vapors of the dream into matter. The guardians, built of the land, had intimate knowledge of the inner workings of the DNA structure of carbon based life, an important adaptation that intended to aid Gaia.

The purity and brightness of the life path Gaia purposed was a mecca of Love for this quadrant of the galaxy. A balance of forces measured and justified the birth of such a One. Gaia's supreme essence promised to infuse the flora and fauna with exponential expressions of Love from Source. Humanity was to reflect and expand this consciousness by its nature and ability to conduct Light utilizing dense matter.

By accessing the quantum space between particles, there is an infinite arena of timelessness. It is only through intimacy with the form that this elevation in Love expression is possible. This attribute gave the opportunity to explicate and broaden the wealth of Gaia's heart. The promise was yet to come as Gaia was uninhabited by human life.

With a Love so refined, Gaia attracted forces that wished to capture and distort it's intended path. The Sentinels intentionally focused on the matter that was their soul house for the duration of the life of Gaia. Their interpretation of the matter merging into the light bodies demanded full absorption to the task. Their receptivity was taken unawares by the subtle infiltration of the mutable invasion. Responding rapidly once perception became evident, They went into seek and destroy mode.

The porous quality of the incursion did not change the outward appearance or function of Gaia. A sign of the smallest caliber, a kind of sluggishness suggested itself. Gravity enforced its power with more effectiveness. The air moved thickly. Water transgressed through earth, carving a new face for Gaia, one that was not intended in Their original blue print. Many of the insertions escaped capture.

A sensitivity to the shift in quality of function within these elements developed in the Sentinels. Their quest to find the source of the infiltration and at the same time stop the progression of the virus absorbed all their attention They created smaller versions of their kind to disperse throughout all topographies. Each ecological niche reflected their own guardian. The genetic design had to match the carbon base adjustments in the environment from every location.

Their strength and purpose, dormant for a many millennia, anchor into the iron core of Mother. The Black Hills ring, vibrate, tone with grief. The loss of Native life, the people, the animals, the inter-connectedness of life that was altered into obscurity. Gaia mourns.

Gaia begins to release sorrow and invite compassion to initiate the transformation through forgiveness for Herself and for her offspring.