What matters matter
to you,
StarBeing
What matters matter
to you
my dear
my love
my one and only
living
loving
soul
Do not accept
any hurt
any more
Do not accept
What matters matter
StarBeing
To your soul,
to your light,
to your love,
joy
and
connection
Go back,
Go forwards,
act, live,
sparkle,
receive
Don’t let that
darkness
wedge
any
deeper
in to
any-thing or
any-where
What matters matter
StarBeing.
Go grab it.
Now.
Cecilia Gotherstrom, Dec 2025
Breathing in. Breathing out.
Alabaster and the pack had moved grounds to the upper ranges. Winter hunting was better here, and peace was at large.
Overlooking the upper ranges was the large massif of the snow leopards.
With this recent shift in to conscious awareness The Snow Leopard Queen had highlighted “the importance of the soul” during every encounter she and Alabaster had. Last time she had added “The importance of healing the soul”.
Alabaster walked the higher grounds, breathing in, breathing out, tuning in to the frequency of Nejla.
Miles away Nejla stood firm om the footboards of the sled, swooshing through the evening air with The Crew alongside Ricky’s team. She could sense the connection coming in. A click in her heart, an urge to stretch her hands.
“Breath is the doorway and silence is the answer. Remember that my Adventurer. That’s it, and that’s all. You have the spell. Breath is the doorway and silence is the answer.”
An image of herself standing in front of a glass covered portal, surrounded by granite peaks, the winter morning skies, gold and silver dust filled air, frozen breath on the doorway, flashed in to Nejla’s mind. She even heard herself speaking the spell out loud.
“Uncover! Uncover! Uncover! Be! Embrace! Embrace! Embrace! Align!”
Breathing in, breathing out. Silence.
Was this a premonition or an instruction?
Slowly, gently, Snowflake the snow leopard queen approached the granite slab where Alabaster was sitting.
“Tell me, Queen Snowflake, about this importance of the soul, of healing the soul.” Alabaster said.
Snowflake sat down next to him, her long tail covering the entire length of the large boulder.
“The importance of the soul”, she replied. “Of healing the soul. Of living from the soul. Of embodying the soul. That is the largest quest of humanity right now. And only we can lead the way here. Us, The Wild Ones. True wilderness is true connection. We are the healers of the broken souls. I am relieved she is on her way here. With all her friends. All the soul pieces which are one. All the aspects of the diamond merkabah.”
Cecilia Götherström, December 15th 2021
Candlelight, chestnuts and pinecones
Christmastree,
it is just you and me
Comfort, life, breath
Pineneedles, light, sacredness
I stop,
I forget
in a way which makes me re-member
you came from a slope,
which was once me,
specks of atoms, of dust
you grew out of snow
I was
yesterday,
today,
tomorrow,
now
It all just is.
We all just are.
Christmastree,
you and me
are just dreams of traditions,
of what is and what is to come
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
You in my livingroom,
I in your forest.
It all blends,
in this moment
tomorrow
now
then
there
when
who cares?
Let us sing,
let us be the charol.
Have you not always dreamed,
like me,
to be carried out on a chord,
to slide down a tune
echoing in to the wilderness
with nothing to stop you
sounding
Who cares?
What cares?
Let us sing with the stars,
soak the light in to our hearts
Like the candles on your branches,
let us shine through the night
Midvinterblot,
I hail thee
My roots are deeper than the mountain
My home is stronger than my heart
My soul echoes through eons
Take my hand,
carry me away
While remaining here,
watching,
re-membering
taking in your light
Oh Christmastree, oh Christmastree
of Odins heart so strong
Hel.
Whole.
Hel.
Helig.
Holy
Oh , holy night.
Åh, helga natt.
Home.
– Cecilia Götherström, Dec 10th 2018
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