11 Kisses Before Dawn
Copyright 2011,
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ISBN 978-0-9845073-9-9
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Table of Contents
Chapter
1
Chapter
2
Chapter
3
Chapter
4
Chapter
5
Chapter
6
Chapter
7
About
the Author
Foreword
To be awakened before dawn with a kiss is more than euphoric. It’s like an anticipated epiphany. I decided to create my book 11 Kisses Before Dawn as a love letter to the Universe. It’s a love letter so powerful that it’s in sequence with a shift that has been taking place in human consciousness for eternities. Some have been referring this consciousness as a “Christ Consciousness”.
We get to feel this sequential pattern of a kiss that the Universe wants to gives us. The numbers 11- 11- 11 is one of the highest triggers to bring us there. It is an awakening code Folklore to the New You giving you all the tools. It enlightens the celebrated reunion and renewal of self for all.
You are about to read eleven universal kisses in a poetic backdrop that will take you on a voyage to self within the highest regards of a kiss. I am sharing eleven special kiss to wake you before the dawn of a new era of time. We are the hieroglyphs that have become aware of the marks. A Higher entity is using an ink that is invisible to the unaware. This entity is writing the most amazing love letter using all of the perks that the Universe has by pulling out flowers and candy in formation of symbols and numbers just to woo you.
The Universe has a secret. It likes to kiss and it likes to give us kisses made out of flesh that allow us to reinvent ourselves throughout our experiences; not our circumstances. Have you ever been kissed so long to the point that you feel creation? It’s a moment of transition. There is a certain charm about that question because we all think of kisses among individuals to show adorations of love and affection. All of that is true. It's the connection that makes us alive. It’s an awakening for us into the present. It evokes a moment that runs current to believe that we can create anything from this distinct self-evaluation of freedom.
The Universe also has codes. Each human being is connected to those codes. They are embedded in our DNA and not everyone is aware of the harmony. It shows up as gifts. We share those gifts with others in formations of talent, purpose, creators, healers, etc. This allows us to paint new dimensions and worlds with our intuitive canvas. Once the Universe has kissed you, you are never the same.
Your thinking patterns will adjust to an acceleration level of NEW. All of the singled out emergence of belonging to anything will suddenly fall into the inception of I AM here. We have always been here. The living testament of the greatest periodic realizations ever. The motto: Out with the old and in with the new will resonate loudly on this 11th day. Re-creators of old habitual rhythms will be anew.
EVERYTHING has been a part of this making. The repetition of coded triggers aligns us with such expeditions. Some turn to religion to help them spell it out the missing letters to the biggest mystery. The segment of Divine intervention would be to learn that WE are the mystery behind it ALL. The one we have been waiting for to save self is “Self”.
We long to get back to the kissing. When the Universe kisses, it likes to take its time with calculated precision The Universe likes to implant messages that pull us into our higher selves giving us the dawn of a new day and an event horizon. The higher we climb, the more we want to be kissed and perched in cloud 9.
The Human condition within a spirit filled conscious elevation likes to feel important. It wants a lover that shares unconditionally. Leaving us treasure maps that will make us hunt through our DNA codes, messengers, experiences, lessons. When we are in search, our eyesight opens, including the third eye that most never knew we had. Now we are seeing the sequence of patterns within numbers. Numbers that mean we are closer to breaking down the molecular formula of that kiss. We move in towards it on a lighter agreement. It is familiar and we welcome the induction. Are you ready to be kissed?
Acknowledgements
A special appreciation to all of the healers that have entered inside of me and have created themselves as organs in my body. I couldn’t breathe without my lungs and definitely would not have the passion to create art in any formation to share with anyone. I’ve been doing this thing since I was 7 years old, so there are many people who are responsible for this eccentric& kooky wild child. All I can say is Thank you for allowing me to be ME.
Through the breakdowns and breakthroughs, thank you for holding my hand, wiping tears, praying with me and for me. I am a lover of all of you. Even the “you” (a couple) who have been illusions, I value the lessons in it all. To the very first love poem I ever wrote to Solstice and to the first labor pain I ever felt as an Ultimate Creator as Mother.
Thank you, Sabriya and Essence for selecting me. Patience is the key of life. The meaning of both of your names put together was the code all along. See, the Universe doesn’t make any mistakes. Baba, all of the training, music lessons, proof reading your books and singing my head off. You just might have created an atomic bomb in the formation of me. I value all of the discoveries more so now than I did as a teen because as we all know, timing is everything. I am ever grateful to be a living light and a product of what communal love looks like. I hope I wear you well.
Trig-on-ometry
Holding onto
provisions some things are settled inward to conduct the closest
pulse
Heart pressed against protective layers
Light proof
exposed
We are gentler when we remember
The TRIGGERS
Mounted on with wing
like Grace
There is indication that we can fly when we are open
Digital Doors
Swing
low-sweetest chariot carrying home the fruits of loves labor
making
edifying meals out of it to fill the spirits belly
when the soul
goes on hunger strikes
Fasting for upright TRIGGERS
Reality will never
be the same
We are the entrance to the Rise
Lessons looped in
time
The gate was never locked
Balance of
properties
Structures of invention
Existence defined
I am
obligated...Obliged to the will of clarity
It is clear
DNA
activated
Emotions taken me over
I'm never left empty or
alone
There is a presence
It has a space
There is a dream
that has a truth
What may appear to you may not come to others,
but the salvation will TRIGGER transparency
They can see with
integrity's overhead projector
Half way full
Always
on time
Biorhythm
TRIGGERS
We have just aligned
New Moon: 9/8/2010
The heart
The
abounding vessel that it is wants to believe again
Please don't
let my feet slip into the land of no return
I use to vacation
there
Brimming eyes
needing to see what chances look like when they are not artificially
colored
No one looks into each other’s eyes when speaking
anymore
As if the reflection
would be telling ghost stories from conformed thoughts
As if your
inner Sun would be too bright to consider eclipsing
The amusement of
knowing what you will see before the transformation
It's the
acceptance of speculation that brings fear in to live
Love is never quick
and easy
you can't have both at the same time, but it is not
afraid of taking a risk
It is a dare devil and heaven sent
Selector or Selected
to sell
Show how we can be pretty
Show how we can be witty and
willing
Show how we can fill voids that don't require
thinking
Show how some of us don't know the difference from being
Selected or Sold
What- do-you- want-from- me?
I have a limitless selection of patience but I need it for Victory
They promised me a
reception because I am receptive
I have stood on ground zero not
receiving kisses that make me whole
I have been impregnated with
rejection only to give birth to the idea that
I AM ENOUGH…maybe
not for you but for me
I have never seen a
Mountaintop but I know that is where I live
My Love has an
altitude that is often remote and the climb is rising
What- do-you- want-from- me?
9/23/10: Harvest Moon Autumn Equinox
Somewhere there is a
compass turning inward to rotate the hierarchy of an angel’s
heart
Symbols aligning breath into subatomic dimensions
I am a
world within a world
Come and explore me
Hidden behind clouds
and glass chambers
My safety net has exposed me
Roses in
concrete
Adjustments of
points
Miracles in guises like butterfly kisses and growth from
the outer most pass me Byes
I have always been here
The
interior designer of my biggest truth
A love note written in
invisible ink
Quasar…
You
are my Star gate to which I am entering
I'm removing my shoes to
touch the point of your return
Not every eye/I can see/sea
Illuminable
I am reborn to
gather the diamonds that were once God's tears
She uses them to
convince the beyond that life is Light and
we are not so far away
from the sleeping platform of wanting to be it ALL
When arriving they
will ask me my name and I will hold up my palms and show them
strength
Give me patience for I am abounding in the first steps of
this invitation
Half of the time
there are things that make us whole that wakes us
Most of the time
these are the things that make us empty
So we sleep
We
hibernate until there is a tomorrow
That knows how to read from
clouds written in Braille
We touch the hems of garments and use
this as sight
In what direction
does the compass turn?
If dreams are the language of God then Hope
can be her breath
Rise above from
below
There is no place like home
They know East
I know
in
She makes me the wind and then I GO
Where is gravity when you need a good laugh?
Star Dust
Sacred
How eye
love the introduction of you
You taught my heart how to dance, but
it also breaks from the suspension
Why is there often a before &
after and no one wants to keep record of meanwhile?
That's where
breakdown lives
Often an amazing
disaster disguised in trials and lessons
and dresses you for
every season even as you travel
To:
Victory
Love
Patience
Rejections
Inward
and around the corner, but mainly it removes to restore
Been there too many
times before
I am after once more
Show me the way
How do eye enter a
Dead End when my exit is the same?
Whose embrace am I missing?
His presence is as needed as it always was
Whether it is
A
Father
A Son/Sun=Sol=Holy Spirit
They say that the
strong know how to to turn completion inside out
when it's stained
from hard tears that crust from identity theft
I was stolen from
Love and have been trying to find my way back home
The route is different. It's a 1 way street
Moonbeams and Windows
His idea of me
I
am the house that he has been drawing the blue prints of for
years
When he finally gets to enter he'd understand why our
foundation was solid
and why he just couldn't stop building us up
I'm not looking for
a savior in a lover’s touch, but I would like to know
what it
feels like to be saved by Love
To have a comfort restored without
hesitation or because you were prompt to do it
Just make me
yours
Don't over think it or make up excuses for lack of not
having or fear of not knowing