Dragon Summoning
/Wands up; dragon riders..
The source of all resource has returned.
The ancient mother. The original portal.
The great grand Ma of us all.
There is an ancient lineage, of wind benders and fire tenders - and they have come back to earth.
There is an original mother and she has returned with all her dragon kin, animal guides, all the devi nation.
The dragons are here.
The dragons are real.
They’re intergalactic; they fly through dimensions.
They hold maps and star codes for distant ascension.
They’re mythical beasts, of new and old lore-
The winged of legends who dive and who soar,
The medicine ally who protects and who pours.
The summoned serpent who breaks down all doors.
They have a song, these dragons of dreams..
They come to you singing if you know what to sing.
Like the realm of the angels,
and the kingdom of Devis;
The dragon has a frequency, with its own setting.
When you tune the dial,
and develop relations;
you’ve learned the tone that dials up all creation.
Call upon the dragon,
And unlock your voice,
Gain a clear channel-
between your self and your source.
The dragons are real. Their stories are true.
The dragon is me. The dragon is you.
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The dragons we call, and we sing their great song;
to honor the nations of where we are from.
The ancestor beings, elevated and free;
speaking as spirit, tending our family tree.
The great leaves we stand as, our family, this tribe.
This grouping of humans, spirits, and ancestor allies.
We come together with imagination and dreaming
Invoking the power of these mystical beings
The dragons- they feel us, in joy and in tears
They watch us with gratitude from far and from near.
When we gather together and call up these guides,
We ask for the ancient one within us to rise.
Together we’re masterful.
Together we’re true.
The dragon is me.
The dragon is you.
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The dragons they live inside your third chakra,
Invoked from your center, like Abracadabra .
Stretch from the depth of your Agni, your fire;
Your breath is your alchemy that propels your desire.
This is not the Phoenix it’s the dragon reborn,
with wings and with tails, with claws and with horns.
A devi of power, a fierce scaled raven
Who flies through our hearts with their magic a blazin’
Demonized by society, we are taught to fear
Cut off from a power we once held most dear
The dragons hold up truth like an ancient mirror
Of a time when we stood as both wizards and seers.
When we could conjure the light, by calling the roaring beings who thunder
When we could ride to the dawn on the backs of great wonder.
When our human bodies were connected to myths,
and we had the ability to shape and to shift.
Not by becoming what we were not,
But by building relations with our community plot
Knowing our strengths, and honoring others;
taking our place with our sisters and brothers.
The animal kin, the fairy kingdom,
The devi nation, the Kontomble queendom.
We invoke the dragons in service to all.
Knowing our powers to live and to fall.
Cycling through the great running myth.
Learning to surf the waves of these shifts.
Growing and sowing our personal gifts.
The dragonflies dream is accessed through song
Within your 55th gene key you are vowed and you’re bond.
A transformation occurring; that wakes up your soul song.
2027 is when it turns on.
This gene will mutate, it will change your emotional center,
And we like the dragonfly, become water bender.
We take something encoded deep inside,
And steadily it comes alive.
Suddenly the world changes forever
As we ascend as humans, individuated- but together
The water encoded within our own genes,
Transforms drops of liquid into massive dream wings.
And suddenly we’ve met the dragon,
Our ally, our vehicle, our new earth wagon
This energy that will transform our lives.
Allowing earth’s consciousness to rise.
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Prophesy; a spiritual research study… coming soon!
The ancient wind scribers
The bender of fires
The winged, the creatures,
The witches, the teachers
The dragons are waking within our own being,
conjuring curating magical seeing.
Intergalactic; they fly through dimensions.
They hold maps and star codes for distant ascension.
They’re mythical beasts, of new and old lore-
The winged of legends who dive and who soar,
The medicine ally who protects and who pours.
The summoned serpent who breaks down all doors.
They have a song, these dragons of dreams..
They come to you singing if you know what to sing.
Like the realm of the angels,
and the kingdom of Devis;
The dragon has a frequency, with its own setting.
When you tune the dial,
and develop relations;
you’ve learned the tone that dials up all creation.
Call upon the dragon,
And unlock your voice,
Gain a clear channel-
between your self and your source.
The dragons are ancient, magic, and real
Through their eyes, new worlds are revealed
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