As Deborah begins speaking, the Sacred Temple space appears in my mind's eye; round, partially underground with 13 openings to the stars... I feel the four Divine Masculine Emissaries Deborah speaks of quite often, Metatron, Melchizedek, Michael and Maitreya, comprising a beauteous Foursquare/Foundational/Infrastructural Blessing for what is to come...
As the Jaguar language/energy begins coming through I see a cloaked female form who embodies all we've ever experienced as Divine-Maternal/-Feminine archetypes and energies, from the most primeval to the most cosmic, all, named and unnamed... Her face in shifting patterns of shadow and moonlight takes on the shapes and colors of every nation, every culture, every manner of expression we know on Earth and that live within the reaches of our imaginations. Then to my assimilative capacities, it feels as if what she is saying speaks not only to each and every life ever dedicated to the Mother, to Goddess, to Isis, but to every heart of whose Essence the very walls of this sacred cloister are made.
I see this Being slowly walking the perimeter of the Temple's inner circle as she Speaks Our Names. She comforts, she beckons, she croons, she exhorts, her Voice tinkling bells and thunder at once; she calls from the core of all we've known as every language. Her feet anchored within the Beyond, singing into even the farthest, most yet-fragmented reaches and corners of us precisely, what we each most need to hear...resonating and turning the key of what each most needs to feel, to Know Themselves One, Whole, Safe....
This Cosmic Mother holds within her Being all cycles and rhythms known and unknowable that resonate into our Earthly experience on any level; within Her does All come full circle, Begin and End...and from within Her does All Rebirth come to Be... Those last tones/words
from Her in the Jaguar language feel powerfully blended with Deborah's words that allude to the divine role of Sun, of Momentum and all the Sacred Masculine brings to Rebirth.
As the last Jaguar phrasing within this transmission ended, my vision of Her continued on... I could see Her shift into the Center of the Temple, and She begins the dance that lives at the root of all sacred dance; through the conduit of this form She infuses the Temple space with the All-Encompassing Loving Embrace of Infinity. And from There I see Her smiling and laughing, Her single Eye to the stars, ablaze with them. Within Herself she feels each of our Hearts stirring, quickening to Her Voice and Being, each precious, sacred spark arising within Her.
Susan Sanford, Esoteric Astrologer
ISIS JAGUAR TRANSMISSION
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