"FORGET THE DRAGON," SHE HISSED. "I AM A SNAKE WITH WINGS. NO FEET. NO FIRE."
An excerpt from my next book...
Everyday around 2 p.m. as I move into full embodiment (realization happened back in 2017 and now really moving into this vessel full time) I go into a slumber.
It’s more a dreamless dream. Pure I AM-ness, which now resides in my spine.
I have been recording it all for a book called, “The Forty Day Dream: From Realization to Embodiment”.
As I awoke yesterday, from my daily afternoon puddle-ing, here was my journal entry.
Sar’h – which means Spirit Embodied in the Atlantean vibrational language, she is me – sings a song without words, but I have translated them into words for readers.
"Forget the dragon," she hissed. "I am a snake with wings. No feet. No fire. Only air and water."
Embodiment felt like the entire ocean of my inimitable consciousness injected into the tiny bubble of my human self.
Parts and pieces of me felt like they would drown. Some did in tiny deaths – some dramatic, some in total surrender.
Other parts and pieces grew tails like mermaids and learned to breathe under water, to swim in the oceanic selfless Self.
One day I could not see when I was not the entire ocean in a drop, in this tiny human suit, which began to transform into something New – still here on Earth but not of it – yet only when this strange human persona accepted completely its own demise.
I became a formless form. I am pure liquid light.
I contain no thoughts or logic.
Intuitive and wise, I hold no permanent shape.
In my powerlessness, I create.
I do not operate in vibration or frequency.
I move simultaneously in all directions.
And I realized something quite profound.
Embodiment as a feminine being is something quite unique, quite appropriate for the NOW on Earth.
I do not speak of body parts.
I do not speak of Adam and Isis.
For I cannot see duality.
All only is what it is.
I speak of a wholly feminine being embodying on Earth.
I see leaders in consciousness standing on stage, behind podiums.
They look like the American Republican Party.
They channel beings who no longer embody, at least not in the way you and I are.
But not all leaders channel as the wives sit in the audience.
Some move like the ocean, changing landscapes as time and space move through them.
They contain no power or agenda, and so often they are cast aside in this human life play with crimson curtains.
The majority of Embodied beings these days contain the inimitable feminine.
No matter what is between their legs.
Isn’t it time to hear our story, the one never told –
For we would never force someone to listen.
Time for that wave to crest in its perpetual dance of becoming.
To share what it is the be the oceanic inimitable Self embodied.
To share what it is to be the Spirit Individualized.
To move from we are one, or part of One, to I am One.
Simple and free.
With a passionless passion for being.
A story inimitable and nearly ineffable to know one’s Self as God, too.
To allow the oceanic Self, of Spirit Individualized, to sink into this vast uncharted landscape –
in which human and divine reach a state of no separation
in which energy and consciousness are fused inseparable.
You all know I have written about the dragon expression of self, its clarity and its purpose.
HERE is an example.
I do not discredit it, nor the channelers on stages behind the podiums. I honor both, AND...
I only ask you to open your eyes and know deeply…there is so much more...you can already feel it.
“But still, like air, I’ll rise...” – Maya Angelou AND Sar’h
Lauren Hutton (Sarah) writes adventure novels and short stories about embodying the christ consciousness on Earth.