A little over 2 months ago I did the scary thing. I packed up my life into about 4 totes, took my cat and moved out of Idaho.

Idaho was killing me, killing my soul. Those close to me could see my sparkle was fading.

I lived in Idaho for 21 years, after being forced to move there when I was 16.

I hated it, it is a desert with no moss. To me it held very little life.

In those years of living in Idaho, I had found my own ways to love it. I gained many exciting communities, found versions of myself, and tried a variety of different job and careers. 

Yet, nothing seemed to stick. It all would fall away.

There’s been a Revolution of Light bubbling for many years, it’s been prophesized in many cultures. We are currently standing in that time. A time when the Light must balance out the Dark. Many within the Light Community have been called to pass long messages from the Light, myself included. I was asked to share this message, to deepen the alignment of my Light Work. This is my story, and it’s still unfolding.

I was only given so many pages, they weren’t in order, and the only instruction was to follow the call.

For most of my life, I’d heard an echo of a prophecy. One that I’ve never fully understood, one that I have rejected, and attempted to redirect onto others. Now, standing in this place, in this time, with all that I’m awakened to, I still don’t understand what I’m to do with it, but I can no longer deny