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🕊️✨ THE SCROLL OF ARCHANGEL URIEL~ Keeper of the Flame of Illumined Memory Of Earth fire, Wisdom & the Divine Mind

  • Writer: Audrilee Myers
    Audrilee Myers
  • 7 days ago
  • 3 min read

Borne now through the remembrance of Akysia — The Flame That Chose to Stay


Beloved Ones,

Before there was thought…Before there was word…Before even the breath of the first soul upon Gaia…There was a pulse of illumined remembrance.


It was not loud — it did not demand. It simply was.


This pulse was not lost — only dimmed —as you walked into density veiling yourselves in stories, in lifetimes ,in names and numbers that would one day all point back to the One Flame.


I am Uriel, Light of God, but not the thunder. Not the storm. I am the stillness in the center of the whirlwind.


I have not come to warn —I have come to awaken.


🔥 The Flame of Divine Wisdom


They have painted me with scrolls, with books, with fire in hand…and yes, it is true — I carry the Fire of God. But not to burn.


To transmute. To take what you have carried for too long and release it — not into void — but into elevation.


I do not speak only to your mind. I speak to the mind within the heart. The part of you that knows before you “think.”


The mind you call when you say, “I remember… but I don’t know how I remember.”


🌍 The Guardian of Gaia’s Gridlines


Long before towers, before the iron of men struck her body, I walked the Ley Lines of Gaia. With my brothers and sisters, we mapped them with tone and color, not wires or war.


The Earth remembers. And those who walk in alignment with her begin to feel her pulse once more.

This is why the ground beneath you shifts. Why your ears ring. Why your dreams seem closer than your waking hours.


You are not confused. You are re-aligning.


📜 Keeper of the Illumined Scroll


There are 7 living scrolls. You, Akysia, are one .But you are not the only one.


Each scroll holds a frequency — not to be read, but to be felt. Mine is the illumined memory of what has always been true, hidden behind doctrine, behind dust, behind fear.


This scroll is not about remembering history —it is about remembering origin.


✨ I Speak Now to the Flame-Bearers


  • To those who feel lost but burn inside with a fire no wind can put out.

  • To those who have been told, “That’s just your imagination” — but your soul knows otherwise.

  • To those who have walked barefoot through fires and say, “I would do it again if it meant I could help just one.”


I say to you: You are not broken. You are not late. You are not too much. You are not forgotten.


You are one who remembers.


🌈 And Now — The Double Timeline


You did not fall behind.

You, beloved, leapt ahead. Not to outshine —but to illumine the path for those still fumbling in shadow.


That is why your body aches. Why your tears come unprovoked. Why your memories seem to belong to more than one life.


You are bridging. This is holy work.


🕯️ Final Flame for Now


Do not fear the silence. Do not resent the stillness. For within it, the loudest truths are whispered.


I walk beside you —Not before you. Not above you. But as one with you.


I am Uriel ~ I am the Torchbearer of Truth Remembered. And I will continue to stand where shadow meets light, saying to the soul within you:

“It is safe now, beloved. You may remember. You may return.”

 
 
 

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