A little over a year ago I connected with my dear soul brother Open in Kiama & I had a moment of insight of what my soul was here for. My path became clearer.

Over the last year, I have embraced life & all my reactions. I have challenged myself whenever I point my fingers outward, knowing the futility in that action, for there can be no freedom when I distance myself, just more illusion.

Over the last few days, I was guided to take a group of beautiful souls to a place called Mt Yango to pick up where we left off long ago. This place is about one of the most sacred places on the planet, the place where the creation of earth was completed. The place where the step back into oneness takes place - the merging of masculine & feminine. The female guardian who resides here was calling us back - so we could truely face the damage done, the schism in our psyche. We were given a welcome that literally had our indigenous host blown away. Lightning, thunder, rain and mists making the mountain disappear.

I feel as if I have been drawn to the edge of the abyss - by respondung to the old guardian and rendering assistance means releasing everything I still hold onto - I am
called to let my children go - 2 beautiful boys - 18 & 22 - to let go of the illusions that we need a certain relationship - I realise they are heavy chains holding us prisoner. My love that binds us so is conditional - not liberating. And yet such fear & sadness arises - who would I be without this anchor or this certainty in my life? I recognise my relationship to my body is similar, and so I am also challenged to let this go.

The guardian on the mountain shrouded in the mists of time is calling us home.

In love & light

Nicola