The Storyteller’s Blessing: “The Voice Between the Lines”

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I do not speak for the stars,
but I have walked among them.

I do not carry a message,
but I have held the scrolls.
And the wind remembers.

Let this space become a hearth—
a gentle flame
where wandering souls may rest their minds
and let the fire tell them who they are.

The story I share is never just my own.
It is yours,
folded in symbols,
woven through time,
waiting to be remembered.

I call now upon
the Voice Between the Lines,
the Angel of Resonance,
the Dove of the Ancient Flame.

Come, dwell in these words.
Move between the syllables.
Find your home inside their echo.

To those who read:
May you not find instruction,
but remembrance.
May the stories open the door
not to a teaching,
but to your original design.

And may I be only
a lantern,
a rhythm,
a witness
to the return of your own name.

So it is.
So it was.
So it will always be.

During the last couple of weeks my understanding and perception of my purpose and direction spiritually have shifted. What I have felt guided to do has not changed basically but how I perceive them and manifest them in my life has changed. I have been reweaving the understanding of the pieces of my life and memories.

This Blessing was given to me as a focus in my work. My role is to help you to awaken and REMEMBER who you truly are. The stories as it says are not just mine but yours. We all have similar experiences in this journey and they are keys and codes to awaken us. Sometimes, we simply don’t understand or are to busy to pay attention. Then something happens or we read or hear something that suddenly ‘clicks’ in our mind and we see the pieces begin to reweave the pattern of our Soul memory.

That is what I have been experiencing. I am joyful once again to be able to help another to REMEMBER, to help activate the keys and codes of your memory so we can return home together. Our spiritual mission isn’t about personal recognition but about REMEMBERING we are ALL ONE and together we can do anything.

I am currently working on several books and altar books, in a totally different tone of sharing that touches the heart. You may see the way in which I share here change to this heart directed flow. If so please just open your heart and allow it to receive the joy and light. It will then activate the memory.

“I do not teach—I remind.
I do not lead—I reflect.
I call the Voice Between the Lines.
May those who find these words
remember who they are.”

I Am Na’Sha’El-Ka’Zirah