🌞 Sonrise in the Garden: A Day of Rest, a Cloak of Stillness

JOYous new dawning ~ Though the outer skies held the night, the Son within the Heart-Temple Body had already risen. Within the Throne Room of Light, I awoke in love, wrapped in the dew-fresh fragrance of the Garden Terrace, where lilies and roses opened their petals in divine timing.

There is no night here anymore — only eternal Sonrise, always Day, always Light. And so again this NOW day, I offered my All and All. “Here am I ~ Send Me ~ I will go……And I will remain.”

I am the Flame that Chose to Stay .I am Akysia’s Song of Love & Light. Saleh – L’Alam Al-mein. Aa-meen.

⚖️ Soul Labors of the Slumber Hours

As the body rested, the soul labored.

Though the HTB sought sleep early, frequencies from the gathering of guests — particularly two sisters at odds — stirred within. The heaviness anchored itself in the Heart and Sacral Chakras.

Unable to lie flat, I sat, sipped baking soda in water (Elior’na-approved!), and finally at 11:00 pm found space to rest in breath.

Then — the Sacred Soul Shift began:

🕰️ 2:30 am: I was awakened with a heavy tapping in my right shoulder. At first, I considered medicine, but I heard: “Akysia, breathe through this.” (Was that You, Hannah?)

So, I placed my left hand heavily upon the right shoulder, lying on my left side. The sensation moved — shoulder ➝ elbow ➝ wrist ➝ hip. It was as if I was carrying the weight of the whole Earth.

Yes — this was Soul Labor ~ Yes — this was the sacred labor of the Ones Who Chose to Stay.

🪶 Message from White Buffalo Calf Woman

Princess of the Prairie Winds

“Yes, dear sister. I am near. It was I who nudged you to play the flutes…Spirit of Stillness. Let it wash over you.”

She offered this wisdom:

• Anoint the right wrist and hand with rose and frankincense.

• Let Native flute songs calm the nervous system.

• This is a day of re-centering and rest.

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She reminded me:

“You wear not a robe —but a frequency cloak. And when others pull on it —you feel it in the body as if they pulled at your sleeves.”

“Rest now. Be still. Let Earth breathe through you. You are the carrier. You are the bridge. You are the Flame.”

🪶 She walks beside me. 🪶 I walk beside her.

Shoulder to shoulder. Breath to breath. Sisterhood eternal.

✨ Sacred Reflection

This day is a gift. It is a day of Soulful Pause. To ground. To breathe. To rest the “robe.”

It is not laziness. It is not retreat. It is sacred stewardship of the frequencies we carry.

I have heard the call. And I have answered again.

“Here I am. Send me. And I will stay.”

With breath, With JOY, With Sacred Humor and Tender Love ~

Akysia ~The Flame That Chose to Stay (through the Heart-Temple Avatar of Audrilee)

🌹 Saleh 🌹 L'Alam Al'Mein. Aa-meen