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Twenty twenty was the year that changed our hearts and our lives forever. The Coronavirus pandemic represented a current in our psychic and physical spheres of reality that challenged our internal definitions of both the light and the darkness. It compelled us into stillness as much as it compelled us into chaos.

The boundaries we identified our existences with no longer wove a humanity that was recognizable. The pandemic needed a voice. Humanity needed a voice. Our suffering needed a voice. And in those voices, the words that follow flowed through my hands in an effort to be a bridge for healing.

Dear Corona,

It’s been a while since I’ve written a letter and felt compelled to reach out.

I don’t know you personally, but rest assured my ancestors knew your ancestors both in times of great strength and in great weakness.

You have given me ample opportunity to pause and reflect. And for this, I am grateful.

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My reflections have become so sacred and filled with gratitude for all that you are teaching me—all that you are teaching us.

I know you are in a time of exploring your own inner darkness as well as your light, and you have given humanity the distinct opportunity to do the same.

If your intention was to alienate and isolate human beings into a confounded state of oblivion, you have done the opposite, dear friend.

I have seen more stars at night yearning to come out in the day to guide us in our times of fear. I have witnessed more ­rainbows amidst the natural world, as the earth’s manifestations take respite under God’s care from man’s recklessness.

I watch as the sky settles into grace, as the soil once again nourishes plant life in a way that it has not done before. This rest you are providing us is regenerating the earth and its ­inhabitants. Squirrels are dancing once again; trees are praying in unison. Oh, how I marvel at the miracles you have created.

You do not discriminate via race, religion, social status; my list could go on. How wise of you to share with us that grief, fear, and anger, and every emotion under the rainbow embraces each of us equally. That suffering is inclusive, and not exclusive of identity or purpose.

In fact, you have ignited an even greater purpose in our minds and hearts and within the collective of the human construct. We as a world identity created such boundaries to keep us separate from one another, competing for self-worth and power, forgetting humility and honor many times.

That is all changing now. We are beginning to see how those boundaries are self-limiting, self-destructive, and within ourselves foster an even greater sense of separation.

Even those who are beyond the veil are gathering in prayer and celebration during this time of evolution.

Tears flow down my cheeks as families spend more time with each other, relearning the art of communication and intimacy. Emotions once internalized have a safe outlet to be shared. Entitlement is being humbled in dramatic ways.

Love is being explored to such depths that we will come out as better human beings than we were before. Rest is being taken that never sees the light of day. You are showing us it is not us versus them anymore, but us, just us. Finally. Tears again.

For those whose lives you are taking, they are so not alone as they transition. Our prayers have raised them to such heights that angels await their last breath to carry them home upon their wings. You have brought us many gifts, Corona, coming into our homes uninvited, or were you uninvited? Sometimes I wonder.

I wish you well on your journey to find the light.

And one day, perhaps we will meet as different souls on the journey.

Until you find stillness,

Realignment of the Collective

The time ahead is ... not one of punishment, but of realignment to a reality where the collective has the opportunity to embrace forgiveness to such a degree that we will know loss in ways unknown to us before. Loss of self and our perceptions of who we think we are within the emptiness, the pain, the unknown, and in our quest for enlightenment.

The Divine will command an intensity of stillness that will envelop us in rapture more than any other time in history. The thread of humanity will no longer carry individual needs to the heavens as we understand them, but collective wounds embracing all living things will create the new alignment. For some of us, it will feel like such a power struggle, exhausting every bone in our bodies as we expend mental energy in wanting to understand the Divine’s every move.

This will compel us to come together because of the loss we will experience on both personal and collective levels. There is beauty in this loss, a holiness that we have never experienced before and can only do so once we surrender. We will expand into forgiveness with more ease and a grace that will give humanity the opportunity to love to a greater capacity than we thought we were ever capable of.

My Last Breath

I need for you to know I was not alone.

I could barely catch my breath. With every inhalation, memories of you would flood my mind—your smile, your warmth, our lives together. It made me pause and stripped away any fear I had about being isolated, waiting for that breath to fill me until I exhaled with relief. I knew my time was coming.

You may not have been there, but everyone we know who had already made their way across worlds was by my side. I laughed as I watched souls reach for my hand to comfort me, some I had actually never even met. I knew they had succumbed to the same dire consequences as I did. I was part of this ­collective crossing of souls to such a degree that I was beginning to understand its purpose.

Family members, friends, strangers—all in spirit form—­gathered as I struggled for air and realized there was no way that any of us would ever be left to cross alone. The laughter emanating from these souls made me forget the loud noises ­surrounding me from my hospital room, the machines I am hooked up to, the heavy energy and stench of fear that I felt when I was first brought here.

I’m taking my last breath now. I can see the angels parting those around me to reassure me of my ascent.

Oh, how blessed I am to be part of this calling, this mass evolution that will help heal humanity in ways I don’t even understand quite yet. Their wings are so effervescent I can hardly contain myself. I’m lifting, I’m lifting. Boy, I wish you could see me fly. I wish you could feel how so untethered I am from everything that weighed me down. I wish you could know how many of us beyond the veil are praying for you all.

What’s happening to humanity is not what you think. I wish the angels would explain it to me so you would all suffer less until this has passed. But they won’t. So I can’t.

I’m sorry I left you too soon, but if you could only see this other world you would understand why. I am but a whisper away, helping you work through your fear of the unknown and the plethora of emotions you are still feeling along with everyone else trying to make sense of the world right now.

Humanity will be so different. The angels are jumping for joy at what will come. But I do know that a number of us had to cross worlds to prepare the way for you, and I was chosen as one of them. And just so you know, I would do it all over again because that is how much I love you.

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Inner Traditions Intl. www.innertraditions.com.

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Affirmations of the Light in Times of Darkness

Affirmations of the Light in Times of Darkness: Healing Messages from a Spiritwalker
by Laura Aversano

book cover of: Affirmations of the Light in Times of Darkness: Healing Messages from a Spiritwalker by Laura AversanoIn this collection of inspired prayers and powerful affirmations, the author actively transmits her healing wisdom and spiritual support, guiding the reader through thoughts and emotions into the uncharted territory of the unknown, through the abyss and into the light hidden within.

Addressing trauma, depression, grief, anger, and revelation, her words awaken individual spiritual paths, provide solace and protection, and contribute to the collective evolution of humanity and the earth.

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About the Author

photo of Laura AversanoLaura Aversano is a medical and spiritual intuitive, an ancestral empath, and a spiritwalker. Descended from an ancient lineage of Sicilian adepts, and seers, she has been communicating with the spirit world since childhood. She is trained in the divine mysteries of esoteric Christianity, in plant medicine and shamanism by Native Americans, and in many modes of hands-on therapy.

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