3:09 Am Messages
Messages from the Liminal Spaces
I awoke in what seemed the middle of the night. I opened my eyes to see my room flooded with the pale, silvery light of the moon.
“What moon cycle is this,” I thought, “for the moon to be so bright?”
Full moon had just passed, so I was surprised at the intensity of the light.
I raised myself up to look out the window and there she was hanging low in the sky, seeming within arm’s reach. The bright crescent was shrouded in the mist of the early morning, but glowed bright all the same.
I looked at the clock. 3:09 am read the luminescent numbers.
A slight chill ran through me.
Numbers, you see, are not simply numbers as you have been taught in school, but instead they are energy codes. They can be messages from those beyond for those who have learned to listen in this manner.
Three is a powerful number of creation. Nine, conclusion. A cycle ending and another one beginning.
There are no true endings, though. There are no moments that simply stop with nothing else to move beyond. The portal of ‘beginning’ is always tied to ‘ending’, but there exist infinite spaces of liminal between. Thresholds, chasms to cross, holding one’s breath as you leap from the platform of ending to the platform of beginning on the other side. The leap of faith not knowing what is on the other side. It is an uncomfortable space to sit for most. Leaving the comfort of one cycle behind and heading into unknown territory.
We are in that liminal space now. Can you feel it? Can you feel within your own life an ending that is birthing a new beginning?
Where is this showing up for you?
Next week is the new moon and a cycle will begin again. Until then feel into what more you can shed, what more you can let go to be ready for whatever New is right around the corner You cannot traverse the chasm of the liminal holding old baggage.
It is time to let go.
And there it is, so mote it be.
May your day be bright and cheery and may blessings rain down upon you.
In gratitude and service,
Priestess Mea