The Pixies are From Jupiter

As you stand confidently within your own centre, you unfocus your eyes and feel the connection with The Earth and The Sky. You feel the Central Sun and all of it’s awareness with The Mother Dirt and Trees and Stones. You go beyond, and see, along with your vision of the Planet Earth that your body stands upon, distant yet comforting, encouraging and pulsing with excitement, The Source, The Prime Creator at the cradle of civilization.

In the distance you sense those in their chosen positions. In one direction, The Unicorns with their steadfast calm, and in another, the humanoid Pataal, whose benevolent reptilian grace is potent. All birds and small mammals are still, surrounding you, expectant.

Using your body as an amplifier of the chosen intention, you kneel to stroke the dirt as the trees hum and a light breeze gently encourages you.

Eventually, the tiniest shoots of green emerge, and you sit back. You are in the no time zone. How much time have you spent in your co-creation? It is no matter. You are sustained by your fully mineralized, vitality filled Giant body.

Slowly, as you sit, gazing at the Central Sun casting blueish-purple lights upon all, the sky fills with shoots of colour coming from all directions. Jupiter has joined and your vision overlaps with this to see him far away, emulating jubilation, as He sends His gifts to your Mother Earth.

The lights are in every colour you can imagine and some you are now just learning. They drift and dance patterns in the sky as they slowly reach the green shoots, and each one enters.

The breeze picks up, becoming a blissful, cheerful gust that all feel.

More no time. More growing. You distance speak, one to one, with the minds surrounding you. There is so much love, bliss and joy in equal measure, shared by all, including the new souls who make the green shoots glow. As you experience the growing of these darling children, you thank All around you for the privilege of joining in this creation.

The little ones are growing curious. Their tops grow flowers to match the colours they were on their journey in. Each petal experiments with variations in shade. Some decide to work with more than one hue. As the first, most curious Pixie emerges, she fashions herself into a tiny humanoid with insect wings. She giggles and flies off into the trees. Seconds later, all of the flowers shoot out Pixies and the sky fills with the sounds of their wonder as I watch them alight on trees, fly straight up or away.

You walk through the trees and hop over stones, dancing your way to make visits to the Pataal, the Unicorns, birds and other mammals who share greetings and exclamations of this joyous occasion.

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