February 14th, 2019


One day we will all remember who we are and the gateways of divinity will open to show us the great ceremony of life once again. We will drum and we will dance and the earth will shake and change. We will fly and we will sing and everything will expand into a great revealing of truths from all levels of consciousness. I invite the divine consciousness of the all that is to remind us all of divine love which flow between and within everything. One day we will all remember the truth within us all and I believe in you that you already do. Thank you for being patient with the return of the truth. Thank you for being patient to be here on this earth as we pray for the reawakening of the divine goddess spirit of mother Gaia her awakening is the return of sacred spaces in all the places of this earth. The divine ceremony of life will dance us through the destruction and mother Gaia will weave waves of light and breathe the wind through our souls to purify and cleanse the consciousness mutilated by fear. This great cleansing will force out all sickness lovingly and prepare us to lie down in the living embrace of a patch of nature regrowing over the cold concrete skeleton of a dying society. The mother is calling you to awaken and the waves of conscious co creation lifeforce of the kundalini golden palace of divine union flows through every circle of consciousness in the infinite spiral of all time. Words upon words could not explain the pictures in my mind but to listen inside and these very same picture you will find.

- Tahawa Eli iTruth

January 17, 2019

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In a flash and a crack everything can change and all of reality can become a wave 

In truth I have been burning in the fires of my perceived self as my prayers are answered to burn away what was who I Am. Who I am now is the same as I am always and even though parts of me have been broken and wounded I am all of them and I am one with them too. 

I am not broken but I have disrespected my soul and this has made fragments of my being. These pieces left behind are like starving children crying for the mother they lost. We are all here right now in this fragmented state as one with all reality without even realizing what separation really means. 

If we are separate from one another we are are isolated from our connection to our true selves. As I burn away the perceptions I built from my own illusions and reintegrate all the starving parts of my being left behind I recollect that I am everything I have ever been and everything I ever will be uniting into one convergence of universal energy in each moment I breathe. So I breathe more deeply in reflection of this notion as I weave an ocean of consciousness with my words. 

If you have reached out to me know that I hear you and I am with you. In any way I know we are together in this change and the burning proceeds. I feel my beingness moving through tunnels of fear and darkness as I attempt to run away from the heaven I am creating with 
"The work" while the well of information overwhelms my systems daily I scrape my claws into pits of despair to find some kind of comfort in hiding from the world I have convinced myself i do not belong within. What is this world anyways that we perceive in front of our eyes waging war on the eternal spirit and seeking the destruction of all that is powerful and sacred in this realm of mother Gaia. How can we hide from her tears any longer when it rains upon our heads with daily blessings of life and we take her grief and turn it into money? The rain can bring joy too when we dance and sing for her glory in gratitude for giving to us the very substance which gives us breath. Yet we continue to steal her essence from deep within and ask ourselves why we feel stolen from in society.

I hear myself consumed in thoughts of escaping this reality and observe and express the truths that I can not see how life can continue as it is and I can not see how I can commit to living a life in this world as it is. Sometimes i ask to leave my body and yet my mission remains. Many deadlines missed by us all leave me stranded for finding hope and inspiration again. Personal deadlines yes but the greater lifelines handed to us from the infinite cosmos pouring galaxies upon the Earth calling us to awaken have been polluted with fear blanketed and commodified. When medicine became a commodity so do our souls. 

I have been scrambling to make sense of the babbles in my brain as babbling brookes of consciousness whisper thought forms beyond my current understanding and often without my desired result flow through and I process clear and burn the thoughts which no longer serve in observation of the continuous flow of a mind listening to channels of the universe divine and all. What isn't?

If I claim anything I know it is that I am still her because I am waiting for you speak up! If there is any truth I know it is that your lost words flow through my being and they are screaming for you to say them. Just as much as mine are hidden deep inside I know that yours are too. How much inspiration do we let die because of fear? Every breath must be breathed in and breathed out and inspiration works like this. If we hold breath in too long the breath dissolves and dies away. Waiting for exhale and release to be replenished. Imagine all inspiration and creation, creative ideas flowing are just like breath only the inspiration is the inhale and the exhale is the creation in fullness and follow through in flow, appearing as envisioned with even more blessings than imagined. However if the exhale does not move forward into creation the inspiration dies and becomes waste waiting to be released. 

I have done this too many times, not finished a project, unfinished messages, so many floating ideas unmanifested holding weight over my being and telling me I am a failure and I am not worth it all the while they were my own expectations in the first place. I think too highly of myself perhaps. Ego is a funny friend sometimes but a great mirror and lesson teacher. It is important to feel the truth within the reflection of feelings expressed through allowance. I have learned the deeper I feel and the more honest I am with my authentic self and with all of reality around me the more the fires of transformation burn the old away and the waters of truth wash it all into regeneration. 

The great spirit has been guiding me on this path since I can remember and the truth is I have been exhausted since I can remember. The sickness of society ripe with daily murder, fear, oppression of millions of beings on this earth. Inequality rampant, ancestral pain flying left right and centre. Wayward spirits vying for attention calling my dreams or catching my "eye"from a window or over a shoulder. 

There is a story to this magical journey and the story will be told in pieces. I have no real understanding of what my journey holds next but I know it involves this group of people. Perhaps these words will be shared with more but the connections to the magic and miracles bouncing around the world through all of you are tangible and are blessed. All levels of suffering which flow through me are welcome and are burning, and washing. I am learning to feel the pain of the earth and her children while allowing myself to grieve my own illusions. I am learning to rewrite my mind and recollect my energies from around the universe into being to expand the consciousness that I am. I am allowing truth to flow through all that I am in the expansion of the waves of consciousness uplifting us all. 

I am ready for the next steps of my journey and I know this means many out there in the world are ready. I know I have been waiting for this for a long time and we are about to rise together as one for the infinite expansion of us all. It may take some changes upon the planet. The animals will be seen and hear. The earth will flow again. The trees will speak. The fires will burn and the water will flow as seeds of light are planted again. The air will breathe and prana expands and the mind blows open to oneness again. What if everything you have ever thought possible suddenly became possible? What if everything we think to be real and possible here in this current reality was limited from what is truly possible? What if belief and collective will are the keys to unlock infinite possibilities? I believe I can fly! Do you? I believe you can fly! Do you? 

As the fires burns the old away I allow myself to breathe in the light of a new day a new era of Self. I am ready to show mySelf to mySelf which means I am ready to share more with all of you. There is magick in the world. Magick is definitely real. Magic is in front of your right now. Music is magick. Musical magical pretty close words right. You have amazing things happening around you all day long and that is true magic. There is power in this group and there is magick in this post. Your eyes will transform the world into love and light by seeing the truth of the hidden shadows in the crevices of the wounds and cracks upon the world. Everytime our mother hurts we hurt everytime we hurt our mother hurts. Everytime we cause pain and suffering upon each other one another animals trees rocks alike people friends family lovers brothers sisters countries fathers mothers races species plants and waters we all feel the pain. For this pain and my part in its perpetuation I apologize for my ignorance and I apologize for my irreverence of your suffering. It is the Selfish I which gets lost in suffering. It is the i and i which leads to conclusion and resolution. When we truly see each other is when we truly see our mother. How can you look upon a suffering child or a suffering animal or a suffering ethnic group and turn away without even as little as a mention? How could I? For the times I have turned away and perpetuated injustice I apologize I will remember to always speak my mind. Who are we really is still the question which leads me through the deepest rabbit holes to the lightest of places!

Magic really does exist and many gifts are within us all sometimes my "gifts" feel like "curses" sometimes I feel too much and can not sleep for weeks as the onslaught of information of the universe and suffering worlds flies through my mind at a million miles per minute with pictures and movies alike to show me the truth of what I am praying for to remind me "the work" is needed. Right into tunnels of light and sacred geometry flying and playing with angel abounding from corners of the universe unknown to the naked or closed eyes and open only to those ready to let love in. To jumping through gateways portals and brains thoughtwaves patterns dreams and scenes of memories and universes and world beyond this one pulling me so close to back home. Where is home really? They say it is where the heart is and when I go into my heart and out the other side I see planets of lightwaves like spinning atoms of electricity activating sound waves vibrations gravity and velocity as souls woven from lightbeams sparkles and sounds from the cloth of the source quilt in a little light ball so round so perfect so shiny so bright so magical divine and infinite light yet surrounded by loneliness and a question beyond. Who am I really who is this "GOD" ? Lol

- Tahawa Eli iTruth

December 18th, 2018

Magic really is everywhere when we simply open our eyes to the brightened starchild within us all underneath sallow faces and solemn stares of empty eyes lies a light hidden in the dark universe of illusionary worlds

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A simple gaze can hold connection long enough to light the spark and find infinite ways to reach the inner child starving for reality

We lose ourselves beneath the imagery and tomfoolery of presentation through imbibing of fakery the deeper self may crack open as we seek to break our spirits something unbreakable never gives up 

In a whisper deep inside everything shines within the cocoon of a reality not so real to peel of the layers of the vision of illusion is really the task the authentic self is the leader to truth in discomfort we can find layers of truth but in silence we only block them 

I choose to see the magic of the brightened star child within us all beneath the solemn gaze of wandering spirits seeking to break the unbreakable truth. We are all one.

November 10, 2018

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Joy embraces my being my soul my light into expansion and love as I dig through the soil of my shadows and plant the seeds of light deep within my depths

I am the earth and I am the universe of my own creation as my soul occupies this vessel I open to the truth of understanding my wounds as I reflect the truth of my being through ego 

Ego teaches me that I am still attached to the realms of pain stuck within the universe of my light I am light and I will overcome to rise above and climb above the space of pain to the space of truth from the language of the heart

When we speak truly from the peace and the language of the heart we can truly be heard and we can truly listen in the expression of the deep pain of the wound from the emotion which created it we spread fear finding the depth of truth and feeling it from a place of love opens alchemical transformation

Lead is poison to the body and emotions can be like the lead stuck inside of us through intention and deep focus of alchemical energies from the cosmic universe we can harness the light waves and pressure codes necessary to transmute the poisons of density within us into alchemical gold the light within us is made of gold if we allow the divine teachers within and all around us to bring us the forces of the golden chain of teachings from source everyone is a guru

Entering this current trapped state of mother Gaia cause cognitive dischord in the brain as a soul coming from places beyond the poisons of realities consuming control. The consumption of control is the alchemy which turns the gold inside of us to poison and turns the oxygen around us to carbon and the water withing us and us is our mother earth, into pain. 

When we take from the oceans and spill the blood of our brothers and sisters into the rivers into the sea with no regard for the truth of the golden light inside of every being animals of all kinds we poison the purity into pain. I love myself. I love my ocean. I love my universe. I love my mind. Water changes as thoughts flow vibrations of light. Crystalline transformation embodies each day and night and the great release of fear begins with the admission of misplacement. How right can one feel in a reality of lies? I love myself. I accept myself. I am love. I am comfortable. I am safe. 

As we are the writers of our own realities and the designers of the greater universe the grid is made of love. I come from love. I come from truth. Our bodies are one we are one with the earth. Can you feel her pain? 

Even in my own suffering I am always learning as the observatory of my brain contains personalities of all time as spirit beings communicate in electrical wavelengths I find understandings in my learnings as I shine my own light through my shadows. Have you seen your truth yet? Are you sure? I am confident. I am powerful. I am truth. I am the power of my solar plexus shining sunlight over darkness of demons of consciousness thought forms stuck from a grieving race? Why do we perpetuate pain? I am happy. I am grace. I am free. I am truly me. I will be all that I always need to be
I will see the truths I need to see. 

How are you today? How are we today? How is mother earth today? How is she today? How is he today? What are we feeling today? Every being holds an electrical signature which transmits its vibration into the earth through dna left from life in the physical plane. When we bleed the earth cries. The electrical signal of every disregarded life or being left behind, eyes turned blind to suffering, blasts out into the electrical network of the mycelium and all plants. The plants breathe out the signals of instinct. Have you ever felt anxious? Why would the trees feel anxious? Why would animals feel anxious? Why would the air breathe anxiety? Every life left behind puts out a call for help and every being on the earth feels this distress call every day without even realizing it. 

When will the bough break? When will the cradle fall? Who will be there to catch the baby? Who cares enough to catch us as we fall? I love myself. I love the earth. I love my brothers. I love my sisters. I love the animals. I love my family. I love us all. I am love. I am light. I am powerful. I shine bright. 

As I channel my divine mind for the search of truth to be here to find reality I open to the being of my mind. I am open to change and I embrace it all the tough times the struggles the flight and the fall. As I spin my webs of words to send out sacred vibrations I pray that the healing spreads through all nations as light entrances my soul with divinity I pray for us all to remember our infinity. I feel the earth beat heartbeat beneath my feet as the bird sings the sounds of the sea the trees breathe my breath into me all is connected. As I pray with my medicine sacred plants in my hand transmitting the transmutations of the ethers i stand with blessing of the return of the light I put out through my being as I pray for the might to go on each day. I am you and you are me. As I breathe what the trees breathe we breathe what you breathe and we can hear everything. Breath contains your fears, emotions, thoughts, crystallized into water into energy into prana from divine light flowing in quantum time with the miracle of nature. I breathe and I hear your pain and the pain of a lost child. I see the sun shine in my 3rd eye and remember the desserts of Africa. I see the ocean in my home and watch the machines as they roam and remember a time beyond my life where all things were clear and the majesty of nature was observation. 

Do you trust your mind? I trust myself I love myself I am love.

- Tahawa Eli iTruth

October 19th, 2018


My life has been blessed by the process of being a channel of the light and the ancient memories of the divine. I refer to this identity as a process seeing as most of the time I Am here in navigation of the curses which come along with this blessing.

Entering the earth with memories from beyond it have made life less than easy to cope with as long as I can remember I remember thinking oops I think I signed up for the wrong reality. Can someone please come down here to revisit this contract......... and so appeared a Spirit Dog, Junior Coal. He was a companion from another life and he told me my mission this time was to live in compassion as I filter the darkness out of the shine of humanity. The shine is like the aura. Each of us has one and so does collective consciousness and our shine, shines around the atmosphere of Gaia. 

Encoded with external eternal internal memory and an optimism for the awakening of humanity, Junior Coal reminded me of roots to the core of the earth and white light washing me constantly. I started my work and began filtering the pain and the thoughts and the suffering from anywhere I could sense it or see the red spots of dark spots or tendrils and vines of oppression. I began pouring white light and gold light and smiling over it all. 

With memories of powers beyond this current earth paradigm I began to get frustrated in the truth of my current limitations. I knew there was more. I knew that my powers were lost somewhere just across the veil and I would began to search for them. Forgetting leads to anger leads to numbness leads to remembering leads to anger; leads to peace? 

We shall see.

- Tahawa Eli iTruth

October 6th, 2018

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Wow what an incredible honour and blessing to read your posts at a time when I really need everything you have shared. I speak best in riddles. 

Through sleepless nights and guiding lights pain and processing infinite fights a mind in a state always spinning always loud with memories of truth and powers unbound

Each night a crowded room and each crowded room a crowd a call a crowd calling in the visions of the past as the spinning of the future spins songs to outlast moving and flowing through the infinite vibe of the supposed glowing power of the light of divine

A tornado a volcano a bomb and a boat a sad face in a mirror and the scream of a goat the evil the beauty the mirror the fear the love the infinity the closed eyes and ears a pry of purple light transmute chosen disability into remembering abilities of powers so fine infinitely divine spinning light lines 

Shadows spinning in pits and pools visions of spirits goblins ghouls a leprechaun stole my spliff once 

Remembering the past and seeing outlasting emotions of broken devotions to chosen suffering pain of elitist oppression upon enslaved nations throughout this creation the slave driver is your own mind

Suicidal thoughts with broken sounds of the past as the flight of the eagle sees above all that is watching and waiting to seize the darkness in his talons and drop it to the centre of the sun as a song

Why are we here? Why am I?who am I and why am I? Who are we really? Questions to ask the one guide you actually have your heart yourself your being the only one to call upon when in a world disconnected and lost as a glimmer and a shimmer of spirits divine break through the crack of the shadow in the line with a whisper and a call from so far but so close just across the veil opened by your nose

Ida pingala divine shakti and Shiva spinning into union burning the bodies of pain and ignorance away in love infinite creation as the Phoenix rises again to fly high above it all and burns through the sound to the call of demons stuck in the mud who live as soil for us to grow as a seed in the darkness planted with love light the only power is Being to truly grow in this life live with spirit and be your power rise to your higher self and ascend to your soul the soul ascension is arriving and they say the time is now ask me how I know I dare you ;-)

Do you want to see the real truth of your existence or shall we allow the suffering its persistence upon our enslavement to the broken systems of a track line time line recorded program some call it the matrix now is the time of the new infinite creatrix awakening within us all from recorded to recoded rewritten in light power up glow up shine your light if we can't hear your voice we can't hear your sound which we need to bring heaven to the ground all around us like a blanket of mother earth so divine listen deeply to your heart forget about the mind 
I say this to you as I say it to myself the thoughts sounds and whispers unravelled unwell returning to alchemy of a soul of gold the darkness will burn through me and not make me cold I say this to you as I call to myself my soul is my gold my souls are my wealth I call to release my personal hell and say to the universe all beings be well at this time of the veil infinitely thinning us as Angels with wings of love we are winning and spinning infinite dimension no pensions no tension no hatred no wine no breaking the heart of humankind now praying now saying what we truly believe now opening now going to Be 

Thank you

- Tahawa Eli iTruth

September 26th, 2018

Waiting Bliss by Cameron Gray

Waiting Bliss by Cameron Gray

In the allure of the lure of the life of power we lock illusion into vision
In the life of alluding to the power of seeing truly being truth we dissolve samsara maya into conclusion 
There is no intrusion where darkness seeks dissolution of light your light can never be diluted by the dillusional 
Enter heart centre dive in deeply to the light and find the truth is never found in i'm the fight of two worlds coming into one the truth is always found in my oneness is truth and to draw truth to me is my one 
In the centre of a spiral of light we sit with infinite life circled through us as we wander a labyrinth of light 
Ignite this light in finite conclusion to the illusion of the lost rhymes are the price and rhymes are the cost when time has been riddled with riddling lies how do we open the eyes sewn shut by desire from a liar on a pedestal to the greener grass on the other side 

Little boxes on the hillside made of ticky tacky someone sang a song to remind us of our future how do we remember the future if we forget to choose our destination who write your story history or her story something dreamed up in whoville a seussical lets return to the mmusica

Voices will rises as muses to the hearts of all creation bring inspiration to every nation as talents unbound and limitless divine unbind shackles of slavery thousands years past when still always and forever our songs do out last 

Earth is our body, water is our blood, air is our breath and fire is our spirit do your hear it in the whispers of the angels of the sky arriving within you who spread your wings and fly from the most high to the most high our praise will ride and rise the waves of rising light to end all demise all lies all suffering and pain to remove the fear and transmute it to the love we will gain infinite lyricals tragedies spinning into light so let yourself fal through the infinite spiral of all time and find yourself perched upon the heart of the sublime ones fulfilling each destiny hands held as one as we recreate the visions cast by the sun reflection and shadows dissolving into one and remembering the truth of the power of quantum mechanical light eave vibrations reconfiguring infintely every nation into vibrations of om guiding us home on waves of purity water divine moving through sound through jewels of time and I am

- Tahawa Eli iTruth