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The Incarnates: Awakening To The Spiritual War, Part 5

Who Holds The Power?

This was a Featured Story on ILLUMINATION, 7.18.2020

Relentless, is what they are. An entity that has been with a person all of their lives, from infancy WILL NOT LEAVE EASILY OR QUIETLY, and definitely not on the first shot especially if it was a passive expulsion — like it was when she dealt with Mr. Eagle’s.

I should have kicked ass when I had the chance!

This is not your fault, Dear One.

She takes a deep breath and tries to soak that in, believe it — but it’s difficult.

I can end it for good, I know I can.Together we can do it, I know we can.

This is true, Dear One.

She could save Mr. Eagle if he would just admit what’s happening and surrender to The Truth, and then get pissed again — and fight back.

You must accept what the problem is in order to fix it, or it’s just an illusion.

It’s so much more complicated than he wants to see.

He’s gotten twisted into thinking that she only cares about the money, when that couldn’t be further from the truth.

There isn’t a line or facet of this she doesn’t see, and she also sees how all of this works as one great machine. Firing off events both high and low, but all part of the whole.

Deep down, though…Because of what he is — he didn’t abandoned her completely — he just allowed himself to be fucked with greatly, and in turn has behaved in wicked ways towards her — ways that he doesn’t want to, but cannot help himself.

But she knew what was happening.

When he was pushed into the flames to make that decision about cutting her off of the $600 — when she didn’t respond fast enough to his text after he got so mad at her for talking to that worker from the grocery store.

He was turning into a monster and it was all because of her. He resented her for it but also knew that it wasn’t her, it was him because of her.

It was a battle.

It is The War, Dear One.

Yes, I know.

The Dark LOVE this War, as much as they are up-in-arms on full alert, Hello Pandemic Level — there is so much fear that is coming up that it’s like buffet time for The Dark Ones.

Especially when the main course is her life on the sizzle.

I’m losing my patience for this shit, and it’s a familiar feeling.

Easy, Dear One.

This is why she fights so hard for Mr. Eagle, he and they have come too far for her to just let The Dark win.

He was buying some of her groceries for a couple of months, she figured to make up for some of what he took out, and how all of that went down — but now in a matter of an hour he’s told her he won’t buy her groceries anymore and now he’s changing the monthly amount again too.

Each interaction peaking and getting higher in intensity until BOOM.

AGAIN.

Guess he had as good a time as I did at the Farmer’s Market. FUCK.

She knew. She knew. She woke up that day in the worst mood — and here’s why.

This shit was brewing.

She always knows when he’s about to snap. She feels it in her body, his energy — his boiling blood over something like her talking to her new neighbor and him helping her transplant a couple of baby pines that were growing too close to one of the units.

The new neighbor is a married man, happily married and about 25 years older than her. There’s no logical reason why Mr. Eagle should be threatened — but that never stops his Puppet Master Demon from twisting him up.

It’s the Stargate. She’s known this one was going to be a doozy. She’s been giving out this information to The Collective, The Light Bodies and as a public service for a long time. It’s nothing new.

Pay attention to how you’re being triggered. The shit will hit and you will have to be mindful of your reactions and actions. You will be tested. You will be attacked in various ways. It’s meant to see if you are strong enough to hold on to where you are while the earth is shaking. Or do you fall off of the ladder, down a level or two?

These Stargate’s really force the hands of people in between realities.

And he’s been straddling that line for over a year — at least. Between knowing and not wanting to know.

There is a way to fight it.

There’s a place one has to get to between being in fear and healing their wounds so they will stop being vulnerable to manipulation, to anxieties, jealousy, addictions — to infiltration from The Dark.

It’s the forcing of the hand, the time is up, the game is over, the choose your side — of what path humans decide they want to live.

In the Light, in Truth, or in The Darkness with The Dark.

Being in The Light doesn’t mean it’s easy, in fact it’s really, really hard. It’s hard not to be taken over by all that is unseen that comes at them to mess with their minds.

To cause fear and hurt, anxieties and worries, shame and judgement and most importantly, to trigger those deep-seeded feelings of unworthiness.

That was before The Dark really stepped it up with this last move, The Pandemic.

This little lab-generated collaboration — doozy of a virus, 12 years+ in the making has turned the world completely upside down.

Ohhh you Dark Bastards — you’re really getting desperate now.

Desperate AND reckless. They can’t stop who gets it anymore than The Light can. It’s up to the individual.

Those who put on this little dance weren’t organized, their leadership was fragmented and there were too many unknowns about the different components and triggers of the virus, yet — that didn’t stop a few on their team from going rouge, taking one little “real world” experiment too far — dropping it before their entire team was ready.

Oopsie. How could this have happened?

Let’s blame a bat.

Sure, The Dark had nothing to do with bending the minds of those who would normally not be so reckless. Guess time was up.

Here’s a theme that’s repeated time and time again throughout the history of humans and more important, The Dark.

Get a few/bunch of humans together, get them hungry with power and domination, get them to do reckless things that could cause devastation on a massive scale and then pull the mental pin on one or two of them and watch shit go boom.

Create fear and havoc, chaos, destruction, disease, death and turmoil by pitting the humans against each other out of fear on multiple levels.

Watch humans scramble, stop focusing on the important things — every ounce of energy on the chaos…The hurt, the grief, the loss.

Effective.

However, The Light knew about all of this just as The Dark were orchestrating it, and have known about this for forever. The Light Bodies Incarnate, those part of this mass-exudes have known since pre-birth.

We will use this darkness to reflect The Truth, bringing the lies & injustices into The Light.

She’ll never forget the day she was taken deep into a much higher dimension and downloaded with the consciousness of the virus.

To think that something like that would have a consciousness that is able to be communicated with would be an obvious stretch for most people to wrap their minds around.

But, it doesn’t change the fact that it does have a consciousness.

It was so different than any entity she’s connected to. She was surprised that it didn’t have an insidious energy, it was very matter of fact and neutral.

Tapping into it and the makings of it, the history of it, the design and the purpose and the overall energy of it was something that she needed to understand by communicating with it directly, and she did just that.

Certainly one of the most odd channeling’s of her short channeling life to date. Although, very eye-opening and helpful for her own understanding of it, and the time, she took it as another way to understand things a little bit better when she would work on someone with it.

Some details were vague, specifics about the who’s who’s and where’s of things were given in visions, but names and exact places were not anything she could hold onto…Her guides pulled her from her usual investigative curious ways — making it clear that wasn’t for her to know, and maybe it was better that way. She understood things enough.

What was obvious was that The Dark Side decided time was up and would create a situation sooner than later, than maybe never.

It didn’t seem from what she saw, that there was ever the intention to have happen what did — they had been experimenting with many components of different viruses and, and been working on many versions of the same thing, thus causing interesting mutations over time.

Nothing was certain, and there was a lot of speculation as to how this would affect different people and populations, the spread and the timing of infection, along with what may help those infected with the different treatments that were already being used for infections.

Too much left to the unknown and too many versions and, quite frankly too many cooks in the kitchen seemed to turn one plan into different ones.

One monster, many heads. The Dark doesn’t really care.

Even though they have their Top-Ranking manipulated humans, the ones in power and the ones who can make decisions that affect the greater population, those people are expendable too — everyone is to The Dark Side.

No one is that important, where there is one person exploiting a group, another can come in and do the same exploitive practices, putting out that energy into the collective and affecting people in much the same way.

Either they’ve been Smithed or they can easily be dug into and activated, if their position provides lanes of destruction that are helpful.

No matter what, individuals are vulnerable. No one knows what happens in the minds of people, what attachments are running programs and what truly motivates a person.

If you think about all of the singular people who have gone off and done horrible destructive things, taken out multiple people, caused massive chaos — it’s a lot.

The One is easy to twist, a group — not so much, but still, most groups aren’t aware enough of how all of these things work, and even the most noble of causes can be twisted up, we’ve seen plenty of that too.

It takes THE COLLECTIVE to change things, to take the power back from The Dark and those whom they work with to meet their energetic demands for more human energy.

It’s different for The Light. There are no ideas of collateral damage and no one is seen as “expendable”.

They are all on Missions and to lose any of them, in any way — whether it is being manipulated by The Dark, them slipping back into The Material Matrix, or actually dying is a great loss — it’s a Light body who is no longer with the Group Incarnates. It makes The War that much more difficult. It’s a big deal.

There’s a rule for The Incarnates, The Light Warriors — never leave a Soul behind who wants to fight, who wants to be free and be sovereign.

She thinks back to the year before, when she was led to another Archangel — one who called for her.

Of course she didn’t know this, not on a human level — but she was called and she answered that call.

She was just following guidance, and she found him and his YouTube Channel within 24 hours of him asking for her help — she would later find out.

If she was a toddler, he was a newborn — if that. Confused and angry, once chronically ill like her, with all sorts of physical issues, the same chronic illness as her too, go figure— and also self healed. Like a baby bird with no feathers. She felt sorry for him.

Guided quite far, but hit a speed bump — landing on his face. She was sent to straighten him out.

He was still in “discovery mode” of who and what he was, and barely had a concept of The Dark and The War, and she found that he was heavily indoctrinated into religion from an early age and this was a hindrance because he was still plugged into those programs and rigid constructs, finding himself apart from The Divine, and fighting his place in this world and The Other Worlds.

She knew exactly who he was from the first moment she saw him. They told her, and she felt it in her heart. She knew.

This is Michael. She stated telepathically to her Guides as he was speaking to her.

Yes, Dear One.

Does he know?

No. He is seeking answers, and called for you.

We took you to him.

It didn’t take long for her to see it and feel it, his resistance to her — his wanting to fit his ideas into his reality but it wasn’t fitting and she was only frustrating him with her matter of fact knowledge of things, having discovered answers to questions he never thought he would figure it out.

She bothered him more than most people possibly could, and it was just because he knew that she knew more than him — and he knew that her authority was real. And, they were the same, but not.

Not that she was flexing it — it’s in her energy. She commands it from her very being — not from her personality.

Finally, when it came out that he thought they were the same, the same Archangel, there was no convincing him otherwise.

Over the course of a week of online video calls, emails and texting a lot came out.

“I called for my other aspects and here you are, you came in less than a day. We are the same one.”

“No, you called for ME, Gabriel — and I came. I was called BY NAME. We are the same, Brother — as in Archangels, we are not the same one. You are Michael.”

He didn’t understand how Archangels are very different than literally any other Incarnate.

If you are vague and call for “an aspect” of your Soul to show up — any in-the-know and plugged-in Archangel can show up (not that there’s many, but that’s not the point) he called her by name.

Confusing the situation, not understanding how it worked.

Humans.

He thought that her showing up meant an affirmative to a question, when it was not. It was a call that was answered.

She was given permission to try to get him to understand.

“No. I am not Michael! I know. I know I am Gabriel. I called for my aspects and you came, and you are Gabriel, that means I am Gabriel — that’s what I was trying to figure out and now it makes sense…”

But his energy, words, his continued questions and his confusion about things and everything including their mutual guides knew otherwise. He was wrong. He was not Gabriel — she alone is Gabriel.

“You are Michael.” She said as softly as possible.

“Michael stopped talking to me a long time ago, I know I angered him with my lifestyle — probably. I am not him.”

Ohhh Brother…She laughed. She knows all about this.

“That’s what happens. Please just listen…Try to understand. You stop hearing from your Higher-Self Archangel Aspect while you integrate as that Archangel in your human body. It’s a thing. It happened to me too, but with me it wasn’t Michael who stopped coming and talking to me…It hurt me too, it was confusing to lose Gabriel suddenly and for so long. It hurt, I didn’t understand at first either-but Gabriel was closer than ever.”

“There’s been a White Dragon, since the night before you showed up — he doesn’t speak — he just looks at me and smiles.”

She was shown The White Dragon. Her breath caught in her throat.

Oh Michael…

She was exceptionally close to The Dragons, as close as could be. The Dragons were magically born into creation by the will of The Archangels.

That was me, Michael tells her. Archangels can go into Dragon Bodies too, it’s another thing.

Should I tell him that?

Yes.

“That was Michael. He wants you to know that’s been him. He’s led me to to you and you to ask for me, so I can explain this stuff to you. Why are you so hell bent on not allowing for the truth?”

“I cannot be Michael. That’s impossible…You just don’t want to share! You don’t want to accept The Truth, there’s more than one of YOU.”

Oh please. What a baby Archangel this one is.

He’s a gay man and he decided that as a gay man he cannot be Archangel Michael.

I want to slap him. Seriously with this?

She kept trying, “Noooo, you just don’t want to accept your position of authority because you don’t think you’re worthy. Because you’re a gay man! Stop acting like a little pussy, and step ALL THE WAY UP. Let go of your human hang-ups of being less-than because you’re GAY. You’re nearly there and WE NEED YOU. I NEED YOU, now more than ever! Please. Why are you worthy enough to be Gabriel, but not Michael?”

He didn’t like that. Because it made no sense, and each piece of “evidence” he had was more in favor of him being Michael, not Gabriel. Nothing fit for Gabriel and it all fit for Michael, but he refused to listen — and he was mad because she knew these things and he didn’t.

Humans.

Around that time is when he began to accuse her of being false. False everything. Now she wasn’t anything, she wasn’t even Gabriel all of a sudden as far as he was concerned, HE was the only Gabriel.

Awesome! Now he’s angry and delusional.

Try Harder. Michael said, telling her to say specific things to him, to try to get him to understand.

He wouldn’t.

He tried to spin some religious-bible speak at her and she came at him harder than he thought was humanly possible. Even surprising her.

Her transmissions of Light Language had been coming in hot, maybe it was the two of them coming together — even as uncomfortable as it was — she was being highly activated, downloaded and upgraded in recent days — they were also 7 days in to the Stargate — there was a lot going on.

Her last email/channeling to him didn’t get a response and she knew it wouldn’t. She put him in every place that there was, leaving him no choice but to accept or give up.

So be it. What’s there to lose? He’ll miss his chance. I’m not putting up with his fuckery any longer.

His time was up. He was being used against her and that wasn’t going to fly.

Baby.

Attacking her personally, calling her horrible names, accusing her of terrible things. It got downright verbally abusive — but that wasn’t the only problem.

The Dark had him twisted into horrible places, railing up against her, trying to shaker HER foundation of who and what she was.

Easy, Dear One.

He had a lot left to heal from, and extending her services to him to help with clearing and healing only angered him more.

This is useless, and now he’s pissed me off. I’m in no mood.

She had been dealing with 4 other Incarnates in her life who were being attacked and had all turned their sights on her.

That particular Stargate was one of the toughest.

Now he wasn’t listening — he was attacking too. You would think that a piece of choice information like your Archangel aspect going radio-silent would connect some dots for him — that would get him to let go of this bone, but it only made him more determined and angry.

She was surprised that their fight didn’t cause earthquakes and volcanoes, typhoons and hurricanes — both sides The Light & The Dark shook violently.

It was a tug of war. She fought against him for him.

Because for as long as he was refusing to see the truth — he was vulnerable and he was under attack, he had explained that his sleep time was extremely volatile, and she remembers those days, the battles in astral and in her wake state — for her energy and to keep her low.

But no matter how she tried to explain it to him, he refused to see what was happening.

It turned into a battle over who she was, not who he was.

I’m losing this fight.

He thought they were both the same, and then she was nothing — he was suddenly the person with authority and she was garbage.

No matter what, he just grew more and more angry at her for not allowing for it to be the truth — but it wasn’t The Truth.

It wasn’t that she was territorial, it wasn’t that she didn’t understand that more than one human can be an incarnate for the same Archangel, she already knew that and was prepared to meet another “of her” someday if any of the other possibilities they got to that point — but he was not that.

And she had already been told that she was the only Gabriel Incarnate, and if another ever came — she would know.

He was Michael. She was not.

But he, and even the one she knew before this one — did not assume their roles, and they had it confused and kept slipping, kept allowing themselves to be tricked and used by The Dark. Pulled under and away from themselves.

This is the last battle they have with The Dark before fully stepping in and integrating with their higher Soul Archangel aspects.

None of the phases are easy, but once that happens — they can’t get to an Archangel.

You’ve reached the summit, the flag is firmly in the tippy-top of the mountain— you are you and you know it and all of creation sings and a birthday party goes down and it’s a big fucking deal everywhere.

You end up with 2 birthdates. The day you were born and the day you accept who you are, your identity on a Soul based level. Your insides turn into mushy oatmeal that’s on fire and your head explodes, your eyes burn from the inside and from that point forward it’s all about integration, no more separation.

It’s glorious, if not very weird, painful and earth shattering over and over — it’s not easy becoming an Archangel Incarnate.

It’s about stepping aside, your human aspect and allowing for that greater Soul aspect to take root, and be more in charge of you — your life, your energy, your healing, your powers, your abilities — everything.

But it’s a process.

Something no one can understand until they are there.

There’s many phases to this process. It can’t and doesn’t and will never “just happen” it becomes very, very intentional — it has to be that way. Slowly.

The power of an Archangel in a human body is nothing to dick around with.

Obviously.

She never got to tell him about any of it. How he would know because literally, the cosmos sing to you — no more questions, no more confusion. The storm ends. At least in one way…

The clouds form a parade and you are showered with the most beautiful gifts from GAIA.

On Gabriel’s birthday she got a Yellow Rose that would live forever, an amethyst, a heart shaped rock (one of many) and a photo of Jesus. All of those things on the ground before her as she walked, down the road, being led to weird places, silently weeping over her magical life…

Before you get a birthday party though-there’s one last battle-to try to confuse you, to pit you against yourself and/or your Incarnate Family (if you’re lucky enough to get close) as you’re coming together. Her battle was within herself. But she won. They reached through and presented a bundle of evidence that in the end, she couldn’t but accept.

The battle is to cause explosions and trigger fights to keep that level of The Light apart, and it works because humans are afraid of their power and their potential great position — whatever that is — and for some, accepting that Archangels can Incarnate and they can be one — and accepting their position in this world is a bit too much to swallow.

The human won’t accept.

She’s seen it before — even with other Incarnates that weren’t Archangels. Even knowing her and what she was, was enough to make other run from themselves.

If you’re that, then what am I?

This would be even before she knew what she was — but whatever she was, she was something and it was triggering people to figure out their thing.

It was enough to make people think about their own place in this world, who they were on a Soul based level and if she was real, and she was most certainly flesh and bone — and they were in her world, then what and who were they?

Some would become almost obsessed with this riddle, it taking over everything in the quest to figure it out. She could tell them, but she wouldn’t unless specifically directed too. Most people aren’t ready — even when they say they are.

She would try to explain that it wasn’t a thing to force but just wanting to know would start the process. You’ll know when you know, there’s no one road to that, but you’ll get help along the way to figure it out — and if you really want to know — you will.

Others would reject any ideas of being anything other than a human, and some even reject having Souls. This is how asleep and in denial any incarnate can be — even an Archangel.

She’s had more than one Incarnate claim rejection from different Archangels, which was never true. It was their own resistance to the truth.

Humans can even shut down and out Archangels, most definitely — even those who are deeply connected to them in a really real way.

Human’s and their will and energy are extremely powerful even when they are ignorant — maybe especially so, and if this resistance is too great, it causes too much trouble and pain to the human it will stop.

Eventually, the fight isn’t worth the life of the human — the friction is too much — and slowly, the divine aspect of the Archangel will pull back, things will become less energetic and more dense, all of it will feel like a dream and life will go back to a point of somewhat normalcy.

It wasn’t meant to be for this human. It’s not a failure, it’s just not right. And, it must be right. Either a cake is baked or it is not. Same for an Incarnate.

Just because someone has had the life path, the proper DNA and the energy signature in the body to be able to host an Archangel, doesn’t mean that it will happen — it’s actually rare. Luckily, she did. Against, all odds — and completely by herself.

That’s why it is possible that it can happen multiple times, the multiplicity of it gives greater odds that one actually makes it.

That there will be the true acceptance of it on a conscious level, a true understanding of it and allowing for life to be from that perspective — that doesn’t just go for Archangels, but any Incarnate.

This Mr. Maybe-Michael was so close, but he was in a battle over the truth.

For a body to inhabit the energy of Michael — for any archangel, they need to be able to handle that, accept the truth and not run from it — even for as insane and crazy as it may sound, if it’s the truth — it’s the truth and nothing an change that — and for that there are certain places in time one must get to-thresholds.

The Gates of Truth.

Acceptance and acknowledgment of one’s purpose, position and responsibilities. That being the understanding of being an Archangel Incarnate isn’t the easiest for anyone.

That’s for crazy people to believe and accept. No one in their right mind would think that for themselves.

They can’t imagine that it’s possible, and most definitely not that they are one.

They do not feel Angelic and most certainly the idea that they are some Archangel is unfathomable.

Only the truly insane would accept that on the first go. Especially in this world.

Anyone who is actually an Archangel Incarnate always fights this truth, first it’s accepting being an Angel, later comes the Archangel part — none of it is easy to accept but when you are one, it hits you like a ton of bricks and it’s inescapable.

This means setting aside ones own “free will” to a large extent. Deciding that the truth is as crazy as it is — you’re an Archangel, and your are this one and you have a purpose, a mission and it’s time to put it all together and get going because there’s more to your human life than randomness, there’s more to the hell of a life you’ve led so far and this is why.

A destiny.

A Divine Destiny.

A reason for being here and it’s not to do whatever you want, it’s to be a Front Liner, a Way Shower, an Archangelic Incarnate has a J.O.B.

It doesn’t pay well, and the recognition is shit, but what can you do?

Destiny.

And this destiny is exactly what The Dark has known about each of The Incarnates from the moment they are born, and each one is a priority, each one is to be broken, dismantled…Destroyed.

The younger the better. And they are successful in that, their desperate quest to stop The Light.

So desperate, they’ve created The Pandemic.

The thing she knew was coming, although she never expected a pandemic — she could see something dark and large in the distance that would take over humanity, but she couldn’t see what it was — she wasn’t supposed to — not until it hit.

The virus would infect and kill many humans, but the real reason for it was to try to take out as many of The Light as possible before the end of 2020.

Little did they know that all of those of The Light Bodies that had transitioned were still there.

They were only out of body, but they were anchored with GAIA — as was always planned — en mass, to help raise the frequency of their loved ones — even through their grief, helping their families incarnate from The Other Side.

To make it easier for the ones still in body, still asleep, still figuring it out — to help them awaken and see The Light, find The Truth and fight The Dark.

It was working, despite the desperate attempts of The Dark to squash the uprising of The Light, as it was destined to be — and it was happening.

Huge groups in different Soul Pods coming together, becoming aware of each other — if not subconsciously at first…

Slowly it begins but their energies pool into their collective units, all of the ones who have crossed over connecting to them.

Supercharging The Light. Something The Dark didn’t expect, didn’t plan for and couldn’t fight.

She could feel it, even though she was losing Mr. Eagle, and his will to battle.

Yet, she hoped that the continued raising of the frequencies, along with once out of The Stargate would do the trick, loosen the bonds for him and for those Light Bodies in battle with their Dark Ones trying to hold them back…

She knows though, their desperate ways will never end.

Conveniently though — The Light shine from a higher plane and The Dark will always be in the shadows, behind and desperate.

She and The Light are destined to win this war.

Not in this lifetime, but it is written in the stars…She’ll be back again and again…Until the end.

For now, she needed to play this game differently, she needed to take the power back.

I will never surrender.

Continued.

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