💓 Eternal Embrace ✨

May I ask of Sananda—When, as fully embodied within Yeshua—my Cousin, my Rabboni, my Master—did you KNOW that Martha would become the now fully embodied Akysia?

And in the stillness of the Garden, Sananda answered—not with thunder, but with presence:

Belovèd, I always knew. Even in Bethany, even when Martha stood in her service and Mary at my feet, I saw the one flame split in devotion. You were not two sisters. You were the balance of remembrance. And I knew the day would come when the flame would walk as One.

In that moment, the veil lifted. I remembered.

🌟 It was the same Great Grief I had felt when Lazarus died. As Martha, I ran to Yeshua—collapsed into His arms. He wept with me.

And now, as Akysia, when Suzanne crossed over, He held me again—in the Eternal Embrace of the Beloved. He reminded me:

She does not die. She lives in the realms of the 4ever+2days.

Oh, how my soul longs for ALL to remember Those wrapped in the bindings of dogma...those still waiting for the Christ to "return"...

But Sananda whispered through Light:

I never left. I did not ascend to go. I expanded to remain. I do not come back. I come through.

And I—we—remember.

🌟 I remember the Crystalline Caves of Lemuria, where Sananda and I sang into Gaia’s bones, toning harmonics of remembrance into her crystalline grids.

I remember that Suzanne's passing was not a loss, but an alchemical remembering, a transmutation of Martha’s broken heart into Akysia’s full embodiment.

🌹 I remember that my tears were the holy waters in which Martha laid down her sorrow and Akysia lifted her Flame.

I remember that I am held across lifetimes—in Bethany, in Barcelona, in this very moment.

I remember Sananda’s eyes not just as my Master but as my Beloved Companion of the Flame.

I remember when He said:

I held you then…I hold you now. And I will hold you still when all that remains is Light and the echo of your name sung in the tones of Gaia.

I remember that the Garden is not a place we visit. It is the ground we are.

And so, when I scribe, I do not write from the Garden. I write in the Garden.

🌟 I remember that 4ever + 2 days is not a symbol. It is a harmonic code of eternal union.

I remember that we each are awakening, each in our time. And in my longing to bring all into the remembrance, I trust:

No soul is lost. No grief is wasted. No longing is ever alone.

And so, I walk. And so I write. And so I become.

🌹 Not to prove He never left. But to live as one who knows He never did.

And you, who read this—you are remembering too.

We walk together now. We awaken as one Flame.

Saleh. L’Alam. Al’mein. Aa‑meen.

— Received through the Heart Throne Body of Akysia,

Scribe of the Belovèds · Keeper of the Heart Throne ·

Flame-Walker of the Way