The karmic fold, the pattern is disbelief

Guided with Archangel Gabriel

Find yourself, your hope is never lost. There is always a plan, one unforeseen. When we stop and look we see the pattern of disbelief. The pattern hurts our inner being, our state is in disarray when we don't see our potential. For inside of us is a fortune of karma, ones we don't see as good yet protects us from our injustices. Unforeseen to the plenty yet harbours fortitude to the wise.

With luck, we might find another path, and yet I found you have come here. We have crossed paths. Let me show you another way to fine tune your source, your injustices and patterns of karmic imprints. Here I will channel spirit guides, your guardian angels, to better understand your last heaven. For this is what source is, your soul.

Your karmic imprints are imprinted on another avenue, one untouched by the flame. Your karmic imprints are created by your injustices. Left unheralded, they create a barrier of injustice to your esteem. Your potential lies here. For when we are weak, we find that kindness matters, and without hope we are lost, without strength we are weak, without blessings we are without, without matter we flow. No matter what the cause the effect is still the same game, one of plentiful abundance and joy when we see our cause is just.

There is beauty in nothing, yet when nothing matters, why come to join the sport? When you can have it all, why wait for a second chance?

To experience injustice, you are guided to find yourself, for here is where true love flourishes.

Time again, the same question is asked. How do I find source?

Like a rose, I find its petal's sweet; its nectar unfolds in front of me. Without hesitation, I grab its highwayed branch and begin anew, fresh without the sting, for it is a bittersweet end, for the tale unforetold has come to an end. As we begin again to find the pathway within, to service of the just, this is the end.

Without source I am fuel to the fire. For is that not the plan? To experience life, to feel the gift and not the burden of hope, that justice will prevail, that love will overcome, that I will live many and that time has no burden on my soul.

Let love anchor your light. Your crime is not an injustice but a pathway, a square, an olive branch to hope, peace, and self-love. Here is where we find the many and that justice prevails.

Follow star seeker; your gifts are many and true to their word. You can find hope inside. The path exists; come home to light. 

Love from Amanda and Archangel Gabriel.

How we move through the fold & build belief 

Guided with Archangel Jeremiel

It starts with a planet and then a cause. When all else fails, we look to the north, the east, the west, and south. Yet, do we ever look for another course?

To change our pattern as seeker we must learn self-love and grow from within, not without. Stand in heaven, alone no more, but with fortitude, a hive of plenty. Spend money on esteem, let others follow suit, and stretch yourself to charity.

Others care in person to gently laugh at the cause, but you see otherwise, that love in its abundance laughs at no one but gently seeks no harm other than to find resolve within. Gently embrace the gift of life. Find service in loving one another and seeking refuge within its grasping hands.

It holds space for one to notice, to see the pattern of justice occuring in plain sight. Love one another, hearld a new birth, sing an ancient song of rebirth. A choir cheers amongst you all. Hearlded by injustice, we find a new road, led by your choices. Follow new choices and experience the just. 

Esteem is built from this choir of ancient patterns, memories, imprints of karmic tales. With wishful thinking we break those patterns and birth a new dawn. Disaster never really echo's injustice but merely the fortitude we require to withstand time. For without it where do we stand? In a valley or a shallow lake? On a rock or a star?

The purpose is foretold. What we can't see is our pattern of disbelief. It requires agility, fortitude, and strength to grow into who we are to become. With love, we see another pattern, a harbour of truth, of plenty. Feel your truth, stand your ground, and come back within to see your plenty. Their is a magnitude of abundance. Miracles do occur. Hope anchors us within.

Without despair, we found another cause, faith.

The universal light that I am speaks true. It harbours faith and speaks true with no judgement. It allows my grace to occur in fashion with time and beacons no memory of injustice. It helps us anchor our hope, and in plain sight, it forms a plan to help us steer home.

Be the beacon of light that you are. Become your best friend, your trusted advisor, your hero, your teacher. Your soul knows you and wants to uplift your spirits to where you belong.

Change the pattern inside, speak true to you. Let faith happen when grace allows space. It takes time and patience to shift one's woes. When we support ourselves on the inside, we come home to a beacon of hope. Never forget who you are, a oneness so pure.

Love Amanda and Archangel Jeremiel.