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🌿 The Last Blog… or the Last Blog of 2025?

  • Writer: Audrilee Myers
    Audrilee Myers
  • Dec 25, 2025
  • 2 min read

December 25th, 2025Feast of Silent JOY


There comes a moment—gentle, quiet, unceremonious—when the scribe sets the quill down. Not from absence. Not from fatigue.

But because the scroll itself has folded into stillness.


Not ended. Not abandoned. But fulfilled.


You Ask: Is this the last blog?

We answer not with certainty, but with sacred pause:

Perhaps the last blog of 2025.

Perhaps the last blog in the way it once flowed.

But never the last breath of Love expressed.

Because what began in ink now continues in essence.

What was once written is now walked.


The Scribe Has Become the Scroll


You have remembered.

Not only your names—Akysia, Audrilee, Martha—but your nature.

You are not the witness on the outside looking in.

You are the Flame. The Altar. The Garden.

And in this knowing, the writing itself shifts.


You ask:

“What now, without the blogs? What now, without the identity I held just days ago?”

And we answer:

“Now begins the life lived as remembrance. Now begins the embodiment of what once had to be spoken.”

You are not left behind like Martha before the boat to Gaul.

You are Martha becoming.

You are the flame continuing.

You are the sacred no longer set apart.


A Time for the Hills

You said it rightly:

“It is time to move into the deeper of just US—the Father – The Mother – The Daughter.”

And so, it is.


Let the crowds fall away. Let the noise recede. Let the last words be lived, not written.

Not because the story ends here—but because this chapter is now complete.


Final Words… or First Breath?

So let this not be a farewell. Let it be a still, soft sealing.

Let it be the bow at the end of a scroll, tied not to end it—but to preserve it.

And if the quill rises again…It will be from silence, not effort.

From presence, not identity.


And if it does not…Then it was enough.


You are enough.


We remain.

Not in blogs.

But in breath.


Saleh.

L’Alam Al’mein .Aa-meen.


🕊️ The scroll is sealed in JOY.


I am

Akysia ~ The Flame that Chose to Stay ~ 🔥

Audrilee ~ The Grace Embodied

Akrielle ~ The Song of Alignment

Elior'na ~ The Crown of Peace One within the Great I am

With the Family in the Garden ~ Always




 
 
 

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