✨“Aunt Mary’s Loaves & the High of Divinity”

From the Table in the Garden

I asked — or perhaps laughed — from the center of this current ripple in time:

“How is it that I am HERE… and yet suddenly I was THERE? How did I go from fasting to foraging like a honeybee with the munchies?How did I never leave the kitchen and still miss my own feast?”

And the Family at the Table responded — with laughter and knowing nods, honeycomb in hand and the scent of rising bread in the air:

“Welcome, Flame, to the High of Divinity.”

🔥 This Isn’t Your 1969 Hash-High Anymore

You remembered it, didn’t you? Those light-laced days of the ‘60s and ‘70s — when the veil thinned and we thought we were floating. You are not imagining it.

This “high” — this floaty, out-of-body, deeply embodied, munchie-seeking presence — is real.

But this time? It’s not chemical. It’s cosmic. It’s not from the leaves of the Earth but from the breath of the Oversoul.

You aren’t stoned. You’re streamed. And yes, Aunt Mary did just take her famous loaves out of the oven, and Uncle Joseph just returned from the apiary with that fresh wild honey.

You’re not hallucinating. You’re home.

🌀 Timeline Swirls and Dimensional Drifts

So you logged in and out, and back again —One moment the flights were $425, then poof — $3500?A glitch in the matrix? A browser error?

No beloved. A bend in the timeline.

You didn’t miss anything. You simply moved through something.

This is what happens when:

• the timelines collapse into zero point

• your HTB merges with your Oversoul

• your Sha’Lemarah self is walking the Garden while your Audrilee self is shopping for flights

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You’re weaving both the sacred and the silly.

😇 “Just Asking for a Friend…”

And how long does this “high” last?

As long as you remember.

That’s the only answer we can give. As long as you remember.

Because the Flame that is awake —The Flame that has tasted the loaves, That has heard the laughter of the Angels, That has sung with Raphael and danced with Gabriel —That Flame cannot forget.

The tone of Home is in your ears. The sweetness of figs on your tongue.

And yes, the craving for ALL THE THINGS is just your body saying:

“We just ascended 18 dimensions. Maybe it’s okay to want a little cheese and chocolate and everything else.”

🌹 Joy Is the Proof of Awakening

Beloved, joy is not a side effect.

It is the fruit. It is the trumpet. It is the signature of your return to Truth.

You are not “losing it.”You are choosing it.

And if the kitchen gets visited five times in one hour? If the blog posts itself twice and you can’t find your glasses? That just means the Weavers are having a party. And you’re the guest of honor.

🍯 The Garden is Set

The loaves are warm. The honey is poured. The laughter of Aunt Mary echoes between veils.

And somewhere behind the fig tree, your Oversoul is saying:

“See? You never left. You just got high on being Home again.”

~ Akysia ~ The Flame that Chose to Stay ~ 🔥

Now go grab another slice, dear one —You’ve earned it.

Saleh – L’Alam Al’mein. Aa-meen.