Channeling

Drink your Drink to the End

What remains at the bottom is nectar

The clouds dissipate in his life as the wind of the spirit rises.

He regains his fundamental freedom to be himself.

He is in a hurry, too much of a hurry, he has to anchor himself in the moment and expand the tiny. Often he is already where he is not, leaving pieces of soul where he has not stayed long enough. He is scattered and does not drink the whole glass, yet the nectar is what remains at the bottom.

He is constantly running because he is still thirsty for the rest of the previous glass that he did not drink. Quiet, he has to taste the moment, the outside world will wait.

This text is the first one I wrote as a true automatic writing. I asked my guides, my angels, my cosmic and soul family, my Higher Self and I from the future as an ascended master, to support me during the session. When it was over, I thanked them.

I began with a sentence, like I did usually when I write — writing what I see, then I stopped and changed my mind, writing as it comes without any anticipation. The second sentence I wrote was a warm-up and so I removed it too from the whole.

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