Hello. We are here. The Heavenly Host.
You can see how many of us there are. We are, indeed, a multitude. We work together, we praise together, we move together as one mind, and many.
Our joy is in the Lord, and in serving and promoting the Divine Ideal. It is our joy, it is our life, it is the work that makes our souls - and us - sing aloud.
It is our joy, now, to be gathered around your small planet en masse, to love, uphold, and support you as you crescendo into a new way of being and understanding.
This is a graduation of sorts, but it is also like being in labor. You are in the midst of a process, not unlike labor, that must be seen through. It cannot and indeed must not be interrupted until the task is completed. You might say this "labor" is your graduation exercise. We are, perhaps, your doulas. Your rebirth will take place on its own, without a midwife.
Fruition is at hand. No bells and whistles, but a simple step forward. It will not be taken in unison, but many will move forward more or less together.
We are here as guides, supporters, cheerleaders, and lovers. We are, and will be, infusing our love and the Lord's into every hidden recess of this place in which you are living.
And we sing in joyous praise of the marvel of Creation. We invite you to join us in this song of joy. We invite you to celebrate the beauty and the miracles that abound, everywhere.
Otherwise, just know that we are here, near to hand, ready to serve you and our Master.
Blessings and Joy to you!
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