Hi, I'm Maraya...
As one with the heartbeat of Africa running barefoot through the wild terrain of our camp, was my childhood. My father was a game ranger in Northern Zululand, South Africa. I remember African umbrella trees, the beat of the drums at sunset and the calls of the wild at night. Sunset was a magical time, we celebrated it as a sacred languid moment every evening as the sounds between the worlds crossed over into an expansive starry night. The smell of the dry earth, the buzz of the insects on a hot day and the shimmering light in the heat, where there is no time but now.
Under the African sky, nothing but rolling hills of wilderness changing in the seasons. I could hear the whispers of the long golden grass while birds echoed a backdrop to their story. I imagined this was all there was and ever would be, the wild nature of Africa on a hot summer day, and as the night crept in there would be a show of rich colours behind the aloes in the garden as the insects began their chorus and a spotted hyena cackled in the distance.
Within my connected heart is this consciousness I am, laying upon my shoulders containing the words and symbols, the patterns of creation. Within my golden heart is the song of my spirit, a song in the wind rendering the essence of love. Like a bird amongst the leaves on the branch of a mighty tree, who sings simply because it is it’s nature. Within my receptive heart is the willingness to let this flow through me like a river, a river of light and expression of my soul.
Within each of our hearts is the butterfly of our ancestors; a heart seeking joy and freedom; the limitless blue sky above and beyond; the pathway home; here now, rooted as a mighty oak tree into the earth, growing next to a river that trickles and gurgles; with birds amidst the branches singing their songs of creation, expressing their experience of being here. Within each of our hearts is this song, this expression of being in existence, a consciousness awakening to what is.
Connecting to our higher light to receive guidance and love, to be able to gaze upon the rolling vista’s of the earth plane with a deeply peaceful heart, in appreciation of that which surrounds us. With wings upon our backs and above the sounding trumpets of the cherubim, the clarion call sent forth, to pay attention. The voice demanding administration, no matter the struggle of the heart; to continue towards the setting sun
I am representative of the Galactic Federation and Galactic Council here on earth and work alongside Ashtar of the Command executing their decisions. The Federation is returning law and order to this plane of existence.