Everybody is invited to the party, it’s just that few woked-up at midnight, others did it at 3, some at 4. The first ones spoke quietly to respect the dreams of sleepers, but as more and more are awake, the noise increases in such a way that at the end we will all be dancing in the same party.
Few minutes before dawn, the night darkest moment takes place. Just keep shining and the light in our hearts will help others to awake.
Proctocols associated with different traditions have been the language that each culture developed to achieve the same contact with the inner essence, with Pacha Mama and God.
From natives we most learn and recover those memories (that are also part of our operating system) to be able to re-plug into our true essence.
Healers are just but a support to help those memories to flourish. We are like small fires warming-up our sisters and helping them to light so they can do the same. From candle to candle, from small fire to small fire we will end with the largest fire ever seen, the one from Love.
