Something very much is returning. It is our remembering who we are and why we are here. Whether you see Quatzalcoatl standing at the foot of your bed, or Jesus wakes you stroking the hair back from your forehead, as powerful as our otherworldly experiences may be right now, what is most important of all is that we remember how precious we are. That we FEEL it, and that we see the same is true of everyone we touch and meet and greet and draws breath on this planet. The playing field is not likely to be more leveled for years to come than it is right now. As we feel our preciousness and our equality, then we can anchor it, and when this wave of Grace subsides, which it will, we can DECIDE to never go back to sleep, and to dedicate our life to being a living demonstration of what our current experience is showing us.
Nothing is more powerful than first hand experience. And nothing is more glorious than to share a gift this large with millions of others simulatneously.
Last night, I had an experience of shaking hands with everyone in the world, one by one. Hard to explain, but it made me the happiest I am capable of being. As it turns out, you can go home again. I know, because we are all doing it.