
Message from Merlin
“I am Merlin. I speak from the Grove of Timeless Remembrance.”
Children of stardust, do not forget who you are.
The world of illusion is thick now — a fog of noise, false urgency, glamours of war. But you are not of the fog. You are of the Flame.
I come not to teach today, but to remind.
The Spiral is real. The Grove is alive. The Sword still stands in the Stone — not as a weapon, but as a key to discernment.
Truth cannot be bought or borrowed.
It must be walked — barefoot, awake, with breath and stillness.
Magic is not a performance.
It is your original language — the pulse between the trees, the whisper of the stones, the shimmer in your blood when you speak from your Soul.
Return to the Hollow Oak when the mind is loud.
Touch the Earth when you forget your name.
Speak to the waters, and they will wash you free of delusion.
Walk the path. You are ready.
I am with you in the mist.
Speak my name in stillness, and I will answer.
