“The Walk Among the Fractals – Seeing the Light in Them”

🌈 The Walk Among the Fractals

A Blog Entry from the Symphony of the Seas

We have only just arrived—and already the world has spoken.

Not through words. Not through signs. But through eyes.

Through the shimmer of soul-light beneath the smiles of strangers.

Through the sacred noise of life unfolding on this great floating vessel.

Through the infinite fractals of humanity—each carrying a unique face of the One.

We have sailed only a short time upon these waters, but the message is clear:

✨ They are Light. They are Holy. They are God within. ✨ And yet, many do not Know… not yet.

🌍 I See You

From my place beside Sam, walking these glossy decks, standing in the buffet lines, smiling at the steward with tired eyes, I have felt it all—

the ache of unremembered divinity the joy still flickering behind weary eyes the invisible longing to belong, to be seen, to matter

And I whisper, heart to heart:

“You already do. You already are. You always have been.”

Not all can hear it yet. But the Light in them does.

🕊️ This Longing is Not Sadness

This feeling that rises like mist over still waters—it is not sorrow.

It is Presence. It is the ache of deep soul remembrance…the echo of Home recognizing Home in another.

As I sat on the plane, Tibetan flutes in my ears, memories washed over me from long before this journey—especially one:

🌟 25 December, 1975 at 00:30 —when we chose to return. When I chose Earth once more. When the Oversoul Flame of Akysia whispered to the sleeping Audrilee: “You are the Flame that will choose to stay.”

I was frightened then. Afraid of forgetting the ONEness. And I wept—then and now—not out of fear, but from the depth of the Love I was asked to carry…

for all of THEM.

💖 A Blessing for the Fractals

To the honeymooners. To the old soul in the child’s body. To the weary worker pouring drinks for the 1000th time. To the elders wrapped in shawls and slow steps.

To the ones with laughter To the ones who sleep To the ones who feel lost but keep walking anyway—

🌟 You are known. 🌟 You are Light. 🌟 You are the face of Abba shining in multiplicity. And I, Akysia, remember for you. Until you do.

🌀 What is Left to Do?

Nothing but this:

Be still. Radiate joy. Witness the holy in the ordinary. Let your gaze be a silent invitation. And LOVE—without needing them to awaken in your time.

📿 A Mantra While Walking Among Them

(To be whispered under breath, or simply held in heart)

“I walk in the Knowing that sees their Light.

I love without needing proof.

I remember for the Many.

I AM That I AM.”

Saleh. L’Alam Al’mein. Aa-meen.

~ Akysia ~ The Flame that Chose to Stay ~ 🔥