Your New Year’s gift arrives early this season! Only 3 days early, but whatevaaaa…
Today’s post is a channelled message from Charlotte – about the year, 2015! Like, as in… the whole entire damn year! I considered keeping this for my subscribers who request their free copy of Charlotte’s Channelled Monthly Messages for 2015, but I was just too freaking excited not to make this one public. 😉 (If you do want your own free copy of the book in your inbox on New Year’s morning, subscribe for email updates to my blog – fill in the field in the column to the right of this post – and then send me a message with your email address and you’re all set to partaaayyy.)
Check it out – it’s going to be a fricking amazing year for those of us who believe in magic:
My Dear Ones,
This is a time of gratitude for all you have achieved, all you have come to know over the last year and a half of your making. The times have shifted; we are now in a time of celebration, of heavy lifting, no doubt, and of great endeavors for all who seek fulfillment of their values and skill and true worth. Come now, Young Children, be all that you can be and do what is of utmost importance to your talent. Bring these skills you have accumulated beyond the castle walls, bring them into the reach of others for enjoyment, for pleasure, for the purposes of vast fulfillment and honor of all those in your care. Do not step by the wayside while others do your bidding – no. Now is the time for you to step forward, Dear Ones – Beloved Ones. Now is the time for you to sow what you have wrought with your own hands, with your own entry point, bring it to fruition for all to see and hear. They will be most honored that it is they you have chosen to share these gifts with, Dear Ones. It is they who will be most handy with the skills and tools you provide them, and they will be deeply thankful for your honor in doing so.
Be certain in your skill, Dear Ones, for it is all you have on these planes to separate you from the others who tangle in their memories of things not of this world. They do not see the starlight, the heavens, the Earth revolving on its foot the way that you see the magic in the skies and all around you. They have not tasted the sweet abundance of your worth, of their worth, of all the world’s glory and ever-changing premise. They have not been guided to dispel of their worries, their phobias, their cares and concerns the way that you yourselves have done for the purpose of fulfilling your art in the best possible way. Do not dispose of those who seek your counsel, Young Ones, Brave Ones, for they too are a concern of yours that you must handle, that you must carry with you until it is your time to release them, fully healed of their concerns. It is you, Young Ones, who must be brave and heady and strong and righteous, you who must win honor and respect amongst those of your comrades, the ones waiting for you in quiet sanction, attending to your glories as they do your every fear, every hazard.
You must be brave too, Children, for the time is coming when all will break loose of this world and the tides will ebb and flow away from you, and you must be able to hold strong, must be able to keep the pace of what you are doing in order to bring tide again. You must keep your ship afloat and hold steadfast to your anchor. Do what you will, Young Children, to see yourselves through this stormy weather, but do not despair – all is well. All is given to you now in this time of need and messiness. If things do not go your way, plan ahead for better times. See them through with a heavy heart, Bright Ones, and we shall not be able to grow with you through this solemn hour. Be well in your imaginings, for all is heavy duty at first glance, but it is second glance that truly lays to rest the fears or hopes. Be strong, Loved Ones, and all that is good will find its way to you on certain path, with sprinkles of magic along the way.
There now, Loved Ones, take care. Take care of yourselves and your gifted ways and challenges. Meet them head-on and fiercely. Be brave in your sanction, in your gift, in your art, and in your artwork. Be tirelessly creative and endowed in the sectors of plenty and brilliance. Make peace with your art form, Dear Ones, for more is to pass that is to take you deeper into the reaches of the folds of your gifts and skills. At this time, there is a blossoming happening among your kind, one that is marked as the beginning of a gloriously creative time in human history, one that will be forever remembered as a time of prosperity, of abundance, happiness and worth, of great skill and knowledge, of worthiness and gladness.
Do not be afraid, Young Ones, for that time has come to show your gifts to the world, to provide them with plenty and with opportunity for growth and abolishment of old tidings, old choosings, old livelihoods. Bring them forth with your talents, your skills, your good graces and others will choose to follow. Bring forward all the works you have created in your dark holes, cooped up in your summer houses, your rain trees. Bring forward the things you have accomplished in these times when you were beating your chest, crying out loud for summer to end, to go on, to continue as always and never before. Bring these things forward, Dear Ones, and let the slave within you be released from captivity. These things are not to be rescued, oh no. They are to be handed over for examination, for study, for the purpose of spreading the word of their plenty, their station. Be kind to yourselves and others will follow. Be kind to them, and they will do the same to you.
This year is a time of great reaping, Dear Ones. Of great reckoning with your sins and your unworldly deeds and misfortunes, your mistakes and mishandlings. Let these things go, and the rest will follow. The bargains you make now are of no service to yourselves or any other. Be free of them, Dear Ones, and glad that you are ours to take care of, to have and to hold until life sweeps you off your feet and brings back to us in the form you once held as a member of our tribe. Be not afraid of these things, Gentle Souls, for the time is coming when it is you who shall be gathering the flock, bringing them in close for the curtain call. It is you who we will look to to bring them guidance and admiration from all corners of the world. We cannot bear any longer the tasks which are yours to create and take hold of. We must mention, at some point, Dear Ones, that it is we who hold for you all the callings of your countenance, all the ripe richness of your fullness and worth. We ask you now to consider making these your birth stone, your landmark, so that they too may flower and spring forth whatever bearings may come of them.
We give you plenty to provide to others of your natural skill and talent and seek to do you justice by spending our time and efforts in the realm of your choosing. However, do not task us, Dear Ones, with begetting your chosen station in the form of hearth and mantlepiece. We do not allow for such things in our favor, in our honor, and ask that you let them go. Be at peace, Young Ones, with all you have learned here in the realms of the great. Be at peace with yourselves and your talents and skills and we will do the same for you in your darkest hour as in your greatest.
Be dexterous in your sanction, Emboldened Ones. We do not give value to those who do not govern their mortal tendencies, and who abide by the laws of the careless few who digress from the challenges that lay in their windswept path. Be cautious, Young Ones, in your challenges, as in your greatness. Be careful not to spread too soon the reapings of your pleasures and successes, but spare them for the after party. Be grande in your eloquence and your visions, and spread to all those who favor you your vision for greatness and peace and prosperity in a land of freedom and bounty and beauty.
Go now, Dear Ones, and tell of what you have heard. The process is in the keeping of those born with the skill of great wisdom and livelihood borne of solace and grace.
Thank you, Charlotte!
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