Michael Hopkins (Chicago, IL USA)
Have No Fear Of What Is To Come
Have no fear of what is to come.
For the night is dark, but with the dawn comes a new light that refreshes and enlivens and reminds you once again of your own true inner nature as well as the true nature of all within human form.
We say to each of you, to weary not, to not be deceived, but to be certain, to be sure and to have a confidence again.
We know these days have been hard on you as your longings grow. Your longings for a better way of living within your human communities.
The call has gone out and Love has returned, though you see it not. Yes, love of self and love of Man and Woman.
Love of your Lands and love of each other.
This is the Love that we speak of this day. This is the Love that arrives with the dawning of a new age.
Trust in your own inherent strength and abilities. Trust in your Self and not ego self.
Trust in the coming of a new age in which Mankind again flourishes upon your planet.
The end of slavery is nearing. The ending of the dark ages. A new Light arrives; a new way of being together in human community.
Once again: Man and Woman responsible for each other and respectful of their home, this Earth.
There is no other way for humankind.
Your Lands, your world- yours is the responsibility to nurture and to grow.
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