For this fourth of july weekend, I’d like to honor the fallen… Not everybody that fought for their freedom won. This is for the children of the americas the churches tried to assimilate. The ones buried beneath our awareness for far too long. And for the ones still trapped in cages. That’s not the kind of freedom my ancestors fought for. Freedom isn’t freedom unless we’re all free. Free of judgment and hate. For as long as that is present within, it’s not really freedom then, is it not?
The ascended masters tell us that freedom is still being fought for. With many, it’s an internal battle — a constant struggle against their own true power. For those brave enough to face their own demons, your power is that you and only you are responsible for your own freedom. It cannot be taken away, even in death.
What hate buried, love grows.
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