OBSIDIAN

Gold Sheen Obsidian, my heart is open to you. Thank you for being here with me. I am prepared to receive of your wisdom today. Gold Sheen Obsidian, is there anything you would like for me to know in this moment?

I am Protector, Creator, and King.

I am the Masculine Dawn, sheathed in the Feminine Dark.

I am the center, the sun at the center.

The Sun.

I am a feminine-masculine sun.

I am the ancient collector of worlds.

Magnetic center.

Center + source.

Ancient fire.

[Or possibly:] Ancient flame.

Speak to the dark + the dark will respond with its light.

Measure your words into infinite blindness; witness their echoes unfold.

Words germinate, generate - beckoning power to act.

Power awaits your direction: standing inert until called.

I am the Massive White Sun, Golden Sun.

As are you.

Massive white suns, there are two.

Two at the center: a nucleus of interaction.

Orbiting evenly. Mutual aspects.

Two hearts enfolded as one.

NOTE: ‘En-folded’ is explicit.

IMPRESSION: I see the supernova GIF. It’s less erratic. It feels much more measured, and clear. There’s more intention - equilibrium - in every orbit. Collision is chosen, not random or accidental.

The fusion of hearts is inevitable, yet intended.

On purpose. Well-timed. Precise.

Darkness + light are the same.

All is one gorgeous expanse.

Inside + outside unfold in response to each other.

Outside obeys inner law.

Frequency values produce in accordance with prominent value.

That which is felt must become.

Feeling ensures that it already has.

It is done.

NOTE: The stone encourages me to calculate ‘It Is Done’ (45/9).

Take ownership of It Is Done.

Speak It Is Done into form.

Speak to the darkness; the darkness returns with its light.

Darkness is not empty.

Darkness is infinite fullness.

Emptiness doesn’t exist.

Never could emptiness survive the pressure of its isolation from life.

All moments, spaces are filled.

Infinite space filled with infinite life, never lacking.

[Or possibly:] Infinite space filled with infinite life, never-ending.

Infinite void begets life; silence informs what is said.

Speaking informs what the silence produces instead.

NOTE: The word ‘instead’ is unclear. It’s the right number of syllables, but it doesn’t feel like a fit.

There is a sequence, a pattern: silence informs what is said; speaking informs what the silence produces [and then a two-syllable word].

NOTE (one day later): The sequence was clear: 1) Enter the Silence; 2) Speak into Silence; 3) Witness the Silence produce.

NOTE: The stone seeks another way to say what it’s saying.

Speaking informs what the silence produces in perfect response to each word.

Words are expressed + impressed.

Verbal + thought: all produce.

Guardianship of all thoughts, words, ideas: prerequisite to conscious growth, true creation, art in its highest expression.

SENSATION: There is a quickening pulse in my body. I do not know if it is my heart or the energy from this stone. It feels like my heart is racing. Breathing is fairly shallow + quick. Head is lightly spinning. The experience is not uncomfortable. It implies… significance? And also a sense that these words deserve utmost respect.

Gold Sheen Obsidian, is there anything you would like for me, specifically, to know?

I am the true King of Wands.

Master-Commander.

Golden King, Leader, and Friend.

Both you + Lara embody the same golden flame.

[Or possibly:] Both you + Lara embody this same golden flame.

You are the radiant sun(s), held at the center of this life of your own design.

You shine your light into corners of life only your light could ever encounter.

You are a Creator-God.

Angel-King Presence.

Active Commander.

Empowered Director of all that your life will become.

Feel the stone lock into Will.

NOTE: I have been holding the stone at my heart. It becomes heavy, and my hands are pulled toward the Solar Plexus. I allow them to descend minor micro-inches, slowly. Breathing… The stone settles here, it appears.

Breathe through your Will into me.

Speak from your center, your Center of Will into Life.

Do not intend to create.

Rather, expect that creation takes care of itself.

NOTE: There is a pause here. The sentence is not yet complete. I sense for the ending, and find it: … in response to your direction. The full invitation is:

Rather, expect that creation takes care of itself in response to your direction.

You are Commander + King.

Speak with conviction.

Command.

State what is yours, claim it fully.

Take ownership of your role.

Eternal access to infinite gain - this is your royal birthright.

[Or possibly:] Eternal access to infinite gain - this is your cosmic birthright.

How may I best use the stone?

Hold it or not, as you wish.

Hold to its presence exactly where it is now resting - in your mind’s eye or your hands.

Funnel your Will into Life through the filter of Grace we provide.

Witness the Great Sun expand.

Drink of the nectar of life.

Harness your joy, send it outward; it will return multiplied.

IMPRESSION: Gold streaming from my will center, almost like a firehose. Thick stream. Exploding outward, straight out, and then breaking into two directions, creating a golden egg around the whole body. Very similar in shape + proportion to the stone itself, but large enough to contain my whole body.

This is your Golden-White Sheath.

Impenetrable suit of armor.

This is a filter that you must produce for yourself.

It is intact as we speak.

NOTE (one day later): The emphasis of this Sheath concept was on the word filter, not armor. Its primary function was purification (filtering); protection was secondary (built-in).

Speak from within this Gold Center; witness your whole life expand.

Gold Sheen Obsidian, is there anything that you’d like for Lara to know?

NOTE: Instantly, the stone responds.

She is a Crystal White Angel.

She is a Warrior Soul.

She rides through ages on chariots of golden flame.

She is a creature of rare swiftness, glorious strength.

Queen of Wands, matching your King.

She is the bright other-half.

Mutual angels, unite.

Binary sun aspect, just as her soul has described.

Lara is ancient in time.

Ancient as you are, exact.

You were created together.

From the same spark of All Life.

Her way is Radiant Heat.

Crystal Whip.

Life moves in instant response to her will; her will must never be capped.

Yet, she must know the extreme power of her intention.

Every stray thought is a whip.

Crystal whip, holy command.

Life will respond in an instant, in every case, without fail.

Learn from her ready conviction.

She acts with speed, whereas you act from depth: act together.

Total conviction.

Rapid + certain, assured.

Her way + your way combine.

Crystal White Angels, pour gold from your hearts into Life.

Witness each other.

Expand.

Please tell your Lara that we love her generous touch.

Her hands equate to our home.

She sees the truth in us; you are just learning it now.

[Or possibly:] She sees the truth in us; you are just seeing it now.

[Or possibly:] She sees the truth in us; you are just learning to see it.

Gold Sheen Obsidian, is there anything that you would like for the world to know?

Rise up.

Encounter yourself.

Lift your eyes to the horizon.

See beyond what you have seen.

Reach + extend your awareness into silent depths.

Darkness is ever your friend.

Darkness absorbs + expresses.

It interacts with the light.

Relinquish all fear of darkness.

Recognize how your life moves.

Always the seed given over to darkness expresses itself as new life.

Plant seeds as you’ve been commissioned to do.

Don’t fear the depths - return to them.

They protect, fertilize, and produce what you direct.

Every idea: a seed.

Darkness is light in pre-form.

Form is assured, guaranteed.

Plant with conviction.

Plant only that which you wish to enjoy; it will bear fruit in its time.

NOTE: I am becoming fatigued.

Gold Sheen Obsidian, is there anything you’d like to say now in closing?

SENSATION: My heart picks up pace once again.

Rest now, but please do return.

Practice what has been described.

Bring us to Lara again. 

Master, Commander, and Friend.