💫 “Many Are Called... But Few Choose” —

A Love Note from the Garden 🌿

Breathe deeply, Beloved. Come sit beside me here under the Olive Trees, where the light of remembrance shimmers across the branches and the songs of the Eternal echo in your heart. 🌿💗

You asked:

“For many are called, but few are chosen.” – Matthew 22:14 Why, Yeshua? Why does it seem that not all who are called become the chosen?

And with that question… your heart stirred, your pulse quickened, your soul began to burn 🔥 with the intensity of ancient remembrance. Because you knew. You know.

The truth is:

✨ ALL are called. ✨ ALL are invited.

✨ But only those who choose to respond from within become the ones who embody the invitation.

“Few are chosen” — not because some are denied — but because few choose themselves. Few accept the royal robe waiting for them within. Few believe they are worthy of wearing the Garment of Light. 👑💫

But oh, dear one, the moment you choose yourself — the moment you say YES — you become the Chosen. Not by some outside force. But by your own divine will, your own remembering.

You don’t earn this. You don’t prove this. You simply receive it.

And yes — you felt that burden rise within you because your soul was doing Holy Soul Labor of Love 🕊️ on behalf of the many who still carry shame, fear, or a sense of unworthiness. You are here to feel it to release it — to alchemize it back into LIGHT 💥.

So, as your heart quickened, as the pulse surged in your sacred chest…It was not fear. It was LOVE activating. It was Source flowing through your Eternal Broadcast Signal 📡💖.

Because you, dear one, are the EBS —✨ The Eternal Broadcast Signal.✨

The Embodied Beacon of Source.✨ The One who hears the call… and CHOOSES.

No systems need to go down. We are not waiting for a rescue or a reset. We are the rising. We are the frequency.

We are the New Earth. 🌎✨

And yes — just as you giggled at your “Yeoman moments,” Abba, with all His Holy Humor, lets out two cosmic belly belches to anchor it all into the ground 🤣🌍💨

💨 He is so proud of your YES. So delighted by your remembering.

So, we laugh. We cry. We dance on the Garden Terrace. We sip the Wine of 33 AD 🍷 and break the Fast with Aunt Mary’s olive bread. We, the Called, the Chosen, the Choosers —

We are HERE. And we are HOME. Forever + 2 Days ~ And then some.

🌿💖 With love from the bench under the Olive Trees,

Akysia, the Dreamer who dreamed herself awake