An Akashic Message: Cosmic Soup 🌌🥣

I came to the beach and asked the Akasha for a message. It gave me this visual and these words.

This makes me feel so small and precious, and very important at the same time.

Of all the timelines, of all the universes, of all the beings I could have been. I am me. I am this particular tiny noodle. Swimming along with all you other precious noodles. We will all get eaten (die) at one point. But in the meanwhile, we’re still here.

We forget of how much power of creation and choice we have. At any moment we could decide to be the spoon. At any moment we could decide to be the bowl. At any moment we could be the one making the soup eating the noodles.

What else can you be? Yes you were born in a certain culture with a certain belief system, but what else can you be? Did you know you could walk out of the bowl and land on another bowl, or become a star? An infinite number of stars. An infinite number of noodles. An infinite number of bowls. An infinite ever going possibility.

What else exists for you? What did you come here to be? What did you come here to experience? That wisdom, those desires don’t get automatically cancelled because we have a fascist government. Now more than ever we need to remember this and act upon it. We need you to be doing what you’re meant to do. We need you to be yourself. Now. While you’re still alive. Now. Before you die. Now. 🥣

If you need a lil reminder that you’re alive listen to this playlist: you’re still alive playlist