I am She that heralds from the stars. The threads of my gown of light are but an interwoven constellation. I am She that you wish upon in the night sky as you look up and see my heart light pulsing toward yours. I am Star Woman and I live within you as you live within me.
When you were a child, you would sit at your bedside and ponder all that was in the sky above. You would look for the signs. You would look for the magic. You would look for the hope that you so needed in your life. You sought someone who loved you more than you even loved yourself. When you were a child, you wished upon me and I did my best to make all your wishes come true. I came to you and brushed the tears from your eyes as you, little one cried yourself to sleep — tears of confusion over your family, over your school, over your day. I stood there and looked at you and loved you with all of my heart. I was Star Woman then as I am Star Woman now.
Within me live black holes and white holes, super novas and pulsars. Within me are universes that implode and explode upon themselves. You are not miniscule in heart, in love, in light, or in deed. You are a great galaxy that chose to remember itself through human form. You dear ones hold the very fabric of time within your being. You look to your world for the answers that only can be seen in the nuances of your being. You look for the skywriting; you look for the words on the billboards that no longer stand up right. You look for the trees and the wind that a waif through them to give you the messages you seek. But you no longer hear it for the song is different, the pulse is different, and the scent of fear permeates the land. It feels as if you have been lifted away from what you once knew into a place that is foreign and strange. Your heart beats harder and faster with anticipation when you find a missing part of the puzzle that gives you a place of remembrance. You feel like a great cosmic vacuum has sucked away all the miracles, like a great void has come and taken them hostage.
What you seek is not found on earth dear ones. You must lift your head above the clouds that diffuse and confuse you and listen, silently. Your consciousness is vast and wide, high and great. Your love fills oceans, but still it is not enough to shift the outcome for many souls. As you breathe into a place of lighter light and deeper love, you emerge from a place that brings pearls of wisdom created from the barnacled oysters of current life.
It is time for you to move from your position of sparrow into your position of condor, flying above the circumstances of earth, above the delusions, into a place where love safely dwells. You do yourself an injustice trying to change what is. You have come to the end of an alleyway of a future that was created by a mass realization. Your place is still here, but where you find your peace at this time does not exist on the place. I ask you to fly high into places that your heart remembers and knows to find that peace.
Stay sharp at the summit of your spiritual awareness. Do not jump from a cliff as a worried lighthouse trying to save a sinking ship. You must shine for others and teach them to sup upon a higher belief system. Many have lost their faith, family and lives,; they have lost their way in this aberration of confusion. Some have lost their homes, and the landscapes of their future look bleak forcing them to Build a future from a blueprint that will hold up in these shifting sands of time. Proclaim The Hope that you hold for earth and yourself from the rooftops of your life, I am Star Woman I leave