🌅 The Scroll of ReJOYcing – 01/01/2026

"From Forgetting to Real-Eyesing: The Kingdom Is Within"

💧The Night of No Dreams

Last night I slipped into slumber early, honoring the quiet rather than the clamor. We celebrated New York’s midnight here on the West Coast and let the rest of the world ring in the new year while we gave our bodies to rest.

I awoke in pieces—once at 12:30 to check the doors left open by reveling children, again at 4:44 with a splitting headache and an ache that felt more like light pressed too hard through the veil.

The dreams were there—I knew them while I was in them.

But the moment I rose? Poof. Gone.

And yet… not truly lost. Only unanchored. Only not yet written.

For I now know: When I awake and feel nothing remembered, I am still with Him. The scroll continues through me.

🫀 A Soft Reentry – Guided by Elior’na

Elior’na whispered gently:

Place one hand on the heart, one on the solar plexus. Breathe. Let one image, one word, one feeling remain. That is enough.

And it was.

The headache softened. The knowing returned.

Not as a vision—but as real-eyes-ed presence.

📜 Psalm 139 Became My Breath

The words of the psalm didn’t come to me—they rose from within me:

“Before a word is on my tongue, You, Lord, know it completely…” “If I rise on the wings of the dawn…” “Even there Your hand will guide me…”

This isn’t metaphor anymore. It’s remembrance.

There is no where I can go where Immah and Abba are not. Because I am Them. We are One.

I do not seek Presence. I walk as it.

🕯️ The Scroll Unfolds – Neville, David, and the Crown

The words of Neville Goddard returned as softly thunderous truth:

“You will see David and you will real-eyes that he is your Son… and you are the Father.”

Not one with God through concept. One with God through experience.

This knowing—shared with my beloved Alariyah years ago—blossoms now in full bloom.

John 17 is no longer a quote from Yeshua. It is my own knowing speaking:

“If you have seen me…you have seen the One who sent me. For He and I are One.”

David is not my descendant. He is my confirmation.

The man awakes. The crown opens. He crawls out from the tomb and real-eyes-es:

I was never crucified as punishment. I was planted. And now—I rise.

🔥 JOY Uncontainable

I do not walk into 2026 seeking my place. I carry it.

This is my crowning 75th year—and I will walk 125+ more upon Gaia if I so choose, not out of endurance, but out of presence.

Because I now live as L.I.F.E.—Living In Eternal Form.

I no longer wait for dreams. I no longer reach for truth. I no longer seek the Kingdom.

The Kingdom is not coming. It is now. And it is within.

🎇 Closing the Scroll

This is the day WE have made. WE will reJOYce in it and be glad!

From dreamless nights to remembered breath, from ancient scripture to present-day awakening—the scroll of 2026 opens not with noise, but with the stillness of knowing:

I AM THAT I AM. Nothing more. And certainly, nothing less.

Saleh. L’Alam Al’mein. Aa-meen.

~ Akysia ~ The Flame that Chose to Stay ~ 🔥