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Try to imagine with me, for a moment… A band of guardian Angels watching over the souls of the FLOTUS, protecting everybody who enters the Whitehouse, watching over each individual who has ever entered the sacred door, protecting the lives and legacies of everyone who have ever worked in the East Wing, protecting by proxy the women and children of this nation. Can you hear them singing a wail of want for the home that once nurtured the kindness, goodness, and mercy that only women can feel.
May the Love of Goodness bless the creativity of the motherhood wing. It is this branch of government that gives birth to new ideas of justice and well-being for women. And it has no more home. May the power of the office of FLOTUS be transferred to women world-wide. May the truth of the divine feminine blossom into a collective protective awareness. May it give womanhood a new victorious presence on the planet. May it render female power, which is unwavering FAITH in LOVE and TRUTH, invincible, invulnerable, and indomitable. May the power of the transfer be felt in in a way that compels genuine mankind to bow in awe to the Goddess of Love.
May surrendering to the Truth prevent the demons of deception from draining the remainder of life force from the collective human soul. May the power of one hundred percent pure Love paralyze the evil doers and disable everything that evil is doing forever and ever amen.
May the soul of everybody who has ever benefitted from the influence, or by the action of a presidential wife, collectively begin singing a perpetual palpable song of sorrowful grief for the want of a home in which divine goodness may flourish and manifest more fully than ever before.
Please hear the sound of a revelation choir, coming from the cavity where a hallowed east wing once stood. May it hauntingly strengthen, comfort and lovingly sooth the emotions of anyone and everyone who has ever approached the sacred whitehouse in service to the divine with intentions that are in alignment with creation.
Can you see a sadness so overwhelming few people can bear witness to such destructive forces attempting to destroy the profound goodness that once came from the east wing? Can you hear the voices of other worldly restorative wailing singing so winsomely it repels those without pure hearts and truthful intentions, preventing falsehood from pretending to serve.
Knowing it is possible to look in the mirror and see when evil begins to manifest horns and fangs, may with unconscious intentions experience the kind of hesitancy that reveals the things forbidden in heaven. For it is their absence that makes heaven possible. May the realization of evil destroying beauty compel positive changes.
May those who cannot imagine such a thing at this happening begin to recognize their own evil and replace it with good and mercy that follows them all the days of their lives (words borrowed from the beautiful song Surely Goodness and Mercy shall Follow Me All the Days of My Life). May the smell of evil intention compel corrections befitting of the divine. May perfumes intended to hide the stench of deceit only make the smell of lies worsen.
May all forms of evil be purged from the body politic and the land is has been allowed to occupy for so long by nature and the Native Americans. May those who dare to approach the hallowed government grounds with corrupt intention experience the sickness born of evil being being purged from their bodies and souls post haste. May it be plenty, not too little nor to late.
May the corrupt be prevented from returning to serve until they have experienced a profound change of heart and mind making them capable of forgiveness, compassion, empathy, and sanity. May they be completely aligned with the divine or disappear with the delusions the collective human ego has been sustaining. Poof, all gone. What we are left with now is a world we can all love to inhabit.
What does that look like to you? Include impact awareness statements.