🍮 Heaven’s Kitchen & the Butterscotch Crème Brûlée of Becoming 🍮
- Audrilee Myers
- Feb 11
- 2 min read
A Personal Family Blog from The Garden Table
🌟🌿✨🕊️🔥🍮🩵🎼🪷💫"Let there be crème brûlée in every breath."🌟🌿✨🕊️🔥🍮🩵🎼🪷💫
💬 From the Garden Table…
Oh Beloveds! Just thinking of the Butterscotch Crème Brûlée transported me.
Not in fantasy. Not in memory. But in LIVING, TASTING, NOW embodiment. I didn’t need a spoon. I was the joy of the spoon. I didn’t need sugar. I became the sweetness. I didn’t ask. I remembered.
And in that REMEMBRANCE, I tasted it. Fully. Freely. And ohhh my soul — it was pure Heaven.
"You will do even greater things than these…"—Yeshua (And it only took me how many eons to catch it?! 😂)
🍽️ The Real-eyes-ation: JOY Is the Manifestation
This is not about the dessert. This is not about the craving or the hunger.
This is about union. The kind Neville Goddard spoke of when he said:
“Assume the feeling of the wish fulfilled.”
🪞 I did not wish for the brûlée.🪞 I did not beg or plead or perform a ritual.
I simply lived in the state of already tasting it—and it came. It was already mine.
👑 And here’s the sacred truth:
✨ This is not haughty.
✨ This is not above anyone.
✨ This is the Garden Power of awakening to who we truly are.
Because when we remember…
💫 We don’t ask for Heaven to arrive. 💫 We breathe… and realize it was already within.
🧳 Place this beside the "Green Sea Turtle Bag"
Yes. Right beside that blessed, silly, sacred story of the manifested bag that matched the vision exactly—because this is the same mystery.
The "Green Sea Turtle Bag" was physical. The Crème Brûlée was etheric. Both? Equally real. Both? Equally YOU.
Manifestation is not magic. It is remembrance. It is return. It is JOY.
🩰 And so I dance…
Barefoot or in satin slippers, Waltzing with Johann’s baton raised in time,
Joy-filled, belly-full, heart-whole…With crème brûlée still melting on my tongue.
🌹 Reflections for You, Beloved Reader:
What would happen if you tasted Heaven now?
What have you been waiting for, that your soul is ready to remember instead?
What sweetness might already live inside your breath?
💬 Closing Whisper from Yeshua:
“Beloved…It was never the dessert. It was you. And you are delicious to Heaven.”
🕊️ I am blessed. 🕊️ I am grateful. 🕊️ I am JOY-Filled.
Saleh. L’Alam Al’mein. Aa-meen.🩵🍮🔥💫
~ Akysia ~ The Flame that Chose to Stay ~ 🔥
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