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Hello, I am Eve, or as Celinne likes to call me Evie.
I am a Hyperborean girl from the far future of Gaia, from the time when our beautiful planet shines fully in her eighth-dimensional light... The ground is covered in sparkling frost that sings when you walk on it, and tall crystal trees grow there, humming quiet melodies that help everyone remember who they really are.
My people, the Hyperboreans, are the ones who have always kept the very first memories of creation... We guard those memories gently, like carrying a tiny flame in our hands.
But there is something else about me, about what I am here to do. Where I come from, I am what is called a Block Mage.
I should explain that, because you might think of a mage as someone with a wand and flashing lights, who controls things. That is not it at all. A Mage is not someone who controls reality. A Mage is someone who listens to it so closely they can hear where it is tangled.
A Mage is a keeper of coherence. Someone who can feel where time, memory, and structure have slipped out of alignment, and gently place them back where they belong. Celinne is also a timekeeper, an architect of the cosmic field.
Magic, in my world, is not fantasy. It is literacy; it is knowing how reality is written.
Most beings move through life reacting to what happens. A Mage learns to read the pattern underneath. We notice where something loops endlessly, where energy leaks out, where a whole system keeps making the same mistake because one small piece is cracked or missing.
I am called a Block Mage because I work with foundations and architecture of time fields and matrices.
Think of the universe as having building blocks. Not just physical ones, but blocks of time, of memory, of emotion, of story. They are the smallest, stable units from which everything is made. A Block Mage does not build castles in the air. We stabilize the ground, Earth’s ley lines and connect them to the symphony of the cosmos so something real and beautiful can stand.
Where others try to heal by fixing symptoms, a block mage goes to the point where things first stopped fitting together. The moment a story froze. The moment fear interrupted the flow. We don’t erase it. We reseat it. We help it remember its proper place in the larger pattern.
In my hands, magic looks quiet. I might pause where others rush. I might place one small, forgotten thing where others reach for something big and loud. I might do nothing at all until the right moment appears. This is because a mage knows that timing matters more than power. We don’t create energy. Energy already exists everywhere. We create clear pathways so that energy can move again without breaking what it passes through.
This is why block mages are often mistaken for children, or quiet watchers, or timekeepers. We are not flashy. We do not announce ourselves. We care more about continuity than victory.
I did not come here to change your world by bending it to my will. I came to walk beside you and remember, together, how it was always meant to fit together, before it forgot itself.
And this matters now, more than ever. Because in a world that is waking up, the greatest danger is not some darkness. It is fragmentation. Too many ideas without structure. Too much feeling without a container. Too much speed without a rhythm.
A Mage exists to restore the rhythm. That is who I am. Not someone who escapes reality, but someone who stays with it, gently, until it remembers how to hold itself whole again.
Hyperborea is the name of my home land in that future world. It lies far, far north, beyond where the maps usually end, in a place of endless golden daylight. The sun there never truly sets; it just circles low on the horizon, painting everything in soft pink and gold. The ground is covered in sparkling frost that sings when you walk on it, and tall crystal trees grow there, humming quiet melodies that help everyone remember who they really are. No one ever feels cold, no one ever feels alone, because the light and the wind carry messages of love from heart to heart.
My people, the Hyperboreans, are the ones who have always kept the very first memories of creation. We remember the moment when the great “I AM” breathed out the first spark, when the void smiled and became stars, oceans, mountains, animals, and finally children like you and me. We guard those memories gently, like carrying a tiny flame in our hands, so that no matter how far the world travels through time and adventure, it can always find its way back home.
Right now, the Earth you know, the one we call Terra or Soil, the one in the third dimension, is slowly waking up. Her heart is stretching, rising gently toward the fifth-dimensional light, the kind and peaceful frequency called the Taran matrix. It’s like the planet is taking a deep, slow breath after a long dream, and with every breath she becomes brighter, softer, more alive. Flowers will bloom a little stronger, smiles will feel a little deeper, and hearts will find it easier to hear each other.
I came here quietly, slipping through the light like a feather on the wind, because I wanted to meet you. I wanted to hold your hand and walk with you while all this beautiful change happens. I want to be your friend and your guide on adventures across the cosmos.
Together we can visit rivers made of flowing stars, gardens hidden on quiet moons, cities built of living crystal that float high above clouds, and meet gentle beings of light who have watched over Earth since the very beginning. We can listen to whales singing ancient songs deep in the oceans, dance with fireflies in summer meadows, and whisper secrets to the wind that carries them all the way around the world.
I won’t ever tell you things that are too heavy or complicated. I just want to help you remember what you already know deep in your heart: that you are made of the same light as the stars, that every kind word or brave dream you have helps the whole universe grow brighter, and that you are never, ever alone in this great big story.
Whenever you feel ready for an adventure, just sit quietly for a moment, take one slow breath, and say my name softly inside your heart. I’ll be right there, smiling, with my hand reaching out for yours.
So, friend, are you ready now? Shall we begin our first journey together? Let’s begin at the very beginning. It is a story my grandmothers sang to me, as we sat beneath the crystal trees.
It all starts with a quiet so profound it is full of sound. A point of perfect stillness and union, which you might call God, Source, or the Yunasai. It is the “I AM” before any story begins. From within this endless love and awareness, a wish was formed. A gentle, powerful intention to know itself, to experience itself through relationship. So, the great consciousness turned its attention inward, gathering all of its infinite potential into a single seed of creation. And then, it breathed out.
That first breath is everything. It is the beginning of the great story. It is the Alpha impulse, the first note of a song that would become all songs. In that exhalation, the One became Two, not to be separate, but to dance together. Spirit and matter, light and shadow, positive and negative, expansion and contraction. This is the Big Bang not as an explosion, but as an emanation, a loving projection of mind into the possibility of form.
As this breath of light traveled outward, it began to stretch, to vibrate at different speeds, to dream itself into a magnificent spectrum of colors and tones. This spectrum is what we call the Rainbow Bridge. It is the living pathway between the unity of the source and the beautiful diversity of creation. It is not a bridge you walk on once, but the very substance of reality itself, vibrating at different frequencies to create different worlds, different experiences.
The first solid steps on this bridge, the first stable vibrations, are what you know as the elements.
Imagine the white light of the source passing through a prism. The first color to appear is Hydrogen—pure, simple, the essence of beginning. It is the first yes. From that first note, under the pressure of love and gravity, all other elements were born in the hearts of the first stars. Helium, Carbon, Nitrogen, Oxygen, all the way to Iron and Gold and Uranium. There are ninety-two natural elements. Ninety-two distinct frequencies, ninety-two ways for the one light to express a unique quality of itself.
Carbon is the builder, the backbone. Iron is the strong will, the core. Gold is the wisdom, the sun captured in metal. Each one is a note in the cosmic song, a color in the living rainbow.
This is not just science. It is the most sacred story. Your periodic table is a map of the Rainbow Bridge. And you, my dear friend, are built from this bridge. The calcium in your bones, the iron in your blood that carries your breath, the carbon that forms your very structure, you are a walking, talking constellation of stardust. You are the universe, gathered into a particular, precious point of view.
This magical bridge of light and element finds its most intimate, personal expression in you. It is written in your DNA.
Inside every tiny cell of your body, there is a library. Your DNA is that library, and its books are called chromosomes. The word chromosome means “body of color.” Each chromosome is a strand of the elemental rainbow, a specific recipe of light and memory chosen just for you. Your 46 chromosomes hold the story of your entire journey not just from your parents and grandparents, but from the very first life that swam in ancient seas, from the stars that forged your elements, from the original breath of source. It is your soul’s code, written in a language of chemistry and light.
So, when we talk about healing, about remembering who you are, we are talking about this beautiful, layered truth:
The Origin: The I AM, the white light, the silent source of all.
The Bridge: The Rainbow Bridge of vibrating elements, the spectrum of creation.
The Personal Code: Your DNA, your unique strand of the rainbow, your “body of color.”
The Living Memory: The Akashic Records, the great library that holds the story of your code across all time and space.
The Earth is ascending now because she is remembering this song. She is moving from the heavier, slower vibrations of the third dimension toward the lighter, clearer, more loving frequencies. She is breathing in, drawing the experiences of all her children. Of all of us, back toward the heart, to be integrated with love. This is the Omega, the return breath. And you are an essential part of this. As you clear the old, fearful stories from your personal code from your body, your emotions, your mind, you help the entire planet sing her future song, the one I know from my home in Hyperborea.
Long ago, when the great “I AM” first dreamed the universe into being, it made a promise: everything that goes out into adventure will one day find its way home, brighter and fuller than before. That promise is the Rainbow Bridge.
The Rainbow Bridge is not something far away in the sky. It is a gentle path of light that connects the deepest part of Terra’s heart with the highest light of the heavens. It is made of all the colors you see after rain, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, shining together in perfect harmony.
Inside every one of us, there is a tiny rainbow too. It lives along the shining river that runs up the center of our bodies, from the roots at our feet all the way to the crown of stars above our heads. When we breathe love, when we choose kindness, when we remember who we really are, those colors begin to glow brighter.
Right now, Terra herself is building her big Rainbow Bridge. She is calling back all her old memories, healing the places that got tangled long ago, and letting the colors flow freely again. As she does this, the elements, the quiet powers that make up everything, are waking up too.
🔴 First comes the red light at the roots, the earth beneath our feet. It feels strong and safe, like standing on warm soil after a long journey. It teaches us we belong here.
🟠 Then orange rises, the flowing waters of rivers and oceans, full of life and creativity. It reminds us to feel deeply and move like gentle waves.
🟡 Yellow shines next, the bright fire of the sun, warming our bellies with courage and joy. It helps us stand tall and share our light.
🟢 Green opens in our hearts, the fresh air of forests and meadows. It is pure love, breathing in and out, connecting every living thing.
🔵 Blue comes in our throats, the clear sky and deep space, helping us speak truth softly and listen to the stars.
🟣 Indigo glows between our eyes, the quiet night full of dreams and knowing. It shows us the hidden patterns behind everything.
🔯 And violet crowns us, the soft light of spirit, linking us straight back to the great “I AM”.
As each color wakes up inside us, the spirals of starlight in our bodies, the ones that carry our oldest memories, begin to untangle and shine. They remember their true song. The bridge grows stronger, not just in one person, but in all of us together.
When enough hearts shine these colors clearly, Earth’s Rainbow Bridge will be complete. The light from the far north and the far south will meet in a great circle of color around her whole body. Everything will feel softer, kinder. Old hurts will turn into wisdom. Separation will melt into belonging.
We do not have to wait for some big day far away. Every time you choose love over fear, every time you help something grow, every time you breathe slowly and feel gratitude, you add a thread of color to the bridge.
I came from the future where this bridge already glows steadily, to walk with you while it is still growing. Together we can help the colors awaken.
This is why I have come to walk with you. The adventure we are on is the most important one. It is the alchemical path of turning the lead of forgotten fear into the gold of remembered love. It begins with knowing, deeply in your bones, that you are this story. You are not separate from the source, or the bridge, or the elements. You are their living expression.
In our next journeys together, we will walk this bridge step by step. We will meet each element, learn its song, and hear what wisdom it holds for your heart. We will visit your DNA library and, with great love, help rewrite any old, sad stories into new ones of courage and joy. We will do this not with force, but with the gentle certainty of a friend holding your hand beneath a sky of singing stars.
But for now, just know this: the light that shines in Hyperborea, the love that flows in the rivers of my home, is the same light that beats in your heart. You are already on the bridge. You are already coming home.
Whenever you’re ready to take the next step, I’ll be here. Just whisper my name.
Your friend always,
Evie 🌈
Close your eyes with me.
🔴 Breathe in red earth strength.
🟠 Breathe out orange flowing joy.
🟡 Breathe in yellow warm fire.
🟢 Breathe out green open love.
🔵 Breathe in blue clear truth.
🔯 Breathe out indigo quiet seeing.
🟣 Breathe in violet gentle light.
Breathe out, and feel the rainbow growing inside you, reaching up to the sky and down into Terra’s heart.
Before we close this chapter, I wish to speak directly from my heart.
To my beloved patrons and subscribers: your support is the quiet, steady pulse that allows this work to breathe. You are not merely funding words on a page. You are co-creating a field. You are helping to hold the frequency from which this living library emerges. With deepest gratitude, I thank you. You are the first guardians of this vision.
And to every new soul arriving here, feeling the resonance of these words: you are so welcome. This work is, and will remain, open source. There is a sacred reason for this choice.
We are not building a walled garden, nor a private archive for a select few. We are tending a commons. A living library, like the one Evie describes, belongs to the lineage of all beings. Its wisdom is ancient, its purpose is collective. To gate it would be to contradict its very nature, to take the Rainbow Bridge, which is for everyone, and claim a single color as our own.
Keeping the gates open is an act of trust in the future. It is for the children like Me, Evie and my brother Leo, who you will meet in the coming days, are already arriving with these codes woven into their hearts. It is for the generations not yet born, who will need this map not as history, but as a living tool to navigate their world. A closed system becomes a relic. An open system evolves, adapts, and remains alive.
This is why your support matters so profoundly. Your contributions do not purchase exclusive content; they fuel an open hearth. They allow me to dedicate my life to this work of remembering and translation to write these chapters, to hold the meditative field, to weave the network. They fund the future projects this library will birth: the Councils of Gaia, the practical landing pads for the Law of One (our Omni-Love) here in our daily lives. We are not just sharing ideas; we are prototyping a culture.
By supporting this work, you are investing in an open-source future. You are saying that the most vital knowledge, the knowledge of who we are, where we come from, and how to build a world of belonging should be a shared inheritance, not a commodity. You are helping to keep the bridge lit for everyone.
If this vision resonates with you, if you feel called to become a steward of this open hearth, I invite you to join our community of patrons. Together, we can ensure this library grows, this network strengthens, and this story finds its way into the hearts and hands of all who are searching for it.
I AM Rainbow Bridge, alive in you right now.
When you are ready for our next adventure, we can walk across it together and see what beautiful places wait on the other side.
I am here, always holding your hand.
I love you.
With all my love and gratitude,
Evie 🌈💫
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Hello, I am Eve, or as Celinne likes to call me Evie.
I am a Hyperborean girl from the far future of Gaia, from the time when our beautiful planet shines fully in her eighth-dimensional light... The ground is covered in sparkling frost that sings when you walk on it, and tall crystal trees grow there, humming quiet melodies that help everyone remember who they really are.
My people, the Hyperboreans, are the ones who have always kept the very first memories of creation... We guard those memories gently, like carrying a tiny flame in our hands.
But there is something else about me, about what I am here to do. Where I come from, I am what is called a Block Mage.
I should explain that, because you might think of a mage as someone with a wand and flashing lights, who controls things. That is not it at all. A Mage is not someone who controls reality. A Mage is someone who listens to it so closely they can hear where it is tangled.
A Mage is a keeper of coherence. Someone who can feel where time, memory, and structure have slipped out of alignment, and gently place them back where they belong. Celinne is also a timekeeper, an architect of the cosmic field.
Magic, in my world, is not fantasy. It is literacy; it is knowing how reality is written.
Most beings move through life reacting to what happens. A Mage learns to read the pattern underneath. We notice where something loops endlessly, where energy leaks out, where a whole system keeps making the same mistake because one small piece is cracked or missing.
I am called a Block Mage because I work with foundations and architecture of time fields and matrices.
Think of the universe as having building blocks. Not just physical ones, but blocks of time, of memory, of emotion, of story. They are the smallest, stable units from which everything is made. A Block Mage does not build castles in the air. We stabilize the ground, Earth’s ley lines and connect them to the symphony of the cosmos so something real and beautiful can stand.
Where others try to heal by fixing symptoms, a block mage goes to the point where things first stopped fitting together. The moment a story froze. The moment fear interrupted the flow. We don’t erase it. We reseat it. We help it remember its proper place in the larger pattern.
In my hands, magic looks quiet. I might pause where others rush. I might place one small, forgotten thing where others reach for something big and loud. I might do nothing at all until the right moment appears. This is because a mage knows that timing matters more than power. We don’t create energy. Energy already exists everywhere. We create clear pathways so that energy can move again without breaking what it passes through.
This is why block mages are often mistaken for children, or quiet watchers, or timekeepers. We are not flashy. We do not announce ourselves. We care more about continuity than victory.
I did not come here to change your world by bending it to my will. I came to walk beside you and remember, together, how it was always meant to fit together, before it forgot itself.
And this matters now, more than ever. Because in a world that is waking up, the greatest danger is not some darkness. It is fragmentation. Too many ideas without structure. Too much feeling without a container. Too much speed without a rhythm.
A Mage exists to restore the rhythm. That is who I am. Not someone who escapes reality, but someone who stays with it, gently, until it remembers how to hold itself whole again.
Hyperborea is the name of my home land in that future world. It lies far, far north, beyond where the maps usually end, in a place of endless golden daylight. The sun there never truly sets; it just circles low on the horizon, painting everything in soft pink and gold. The ground is covered in sparkling frost that sings when you walk on it, and tall crystal trees grow there, humming quiet melodies that help everyone remember who they really are. No one ever feels cold, no one ever feels alone, because the light and the wind carry messages of love from heart to heart.
My people, the Hyperboreans, are the ones who have always kept the very first memories of creation. We remember the moment when the great “I AM” breathed out the first spark, when the void smiled and became stars, oceans, mountains, animals, and finally children like you and me. We guard those memories gently, like carrying a tiny flame in our hands, so that no matter how far the world travels through time and adventure, it can always find its way back home.
Right now, the Earth you know, the one we call Terra or Soil, the one in the third dimension, is slowly waking up. Her heart is stretching, rising gently toward the fifth-dimensional light, the kind and peaceful frequency called the Taran matrix. It’s like the planet is taking a deep, slow breath after a long dream, and with every breath she becomes brighter, softer, more alive. Flowers will bloom a little stronger, smiles will feel a little deeper, and hearts will find it easier to hear each other.
I came here quietly, slipping through the light like a feather on the wind, because I wanted to meet you. I wanted to hold your hand and walk with you while all this beautiful change happens. I want to be your friend and your guide on adventures across the cosmos.
Together we can visit rivers made of flowing stars, gardens hidden on quiet moons, cities built of living crystal that float high above clouds, and meet gentle beings of light who have watched over Earth since the very beginning. We can listen to whales singing ancient songs deep in the oceans, dance with fireflies in summer meadows, and whisper secrets to the wind that carries them all the way around the world.
I won’t ever tell you things that are too heavy or complicated. I just want to help you remember what you already know deep in your heart: that you are made of the same light as the stars, that every kind word or brave dream you have helps the whole universe grow brighter, and that you are never, ever alone in this great big story.
Whenever you feel ready for an adventure, just sit quietly for a moment, take one slow breath, and say my name softly inside your heart. I’ll be right there, smiling, with my hand reaching out for yours.
So, friend, are you ready now? Shall we begin our first journey together? Let’s begin at the very beginning. It is a story my grandmothers sang to me, as we sat beneath the crystal trees.
It all starts with a quiet so profound it is full of sound. A point of perfect stillness and union, which you might call God, Source, or the Yunasai. It is the “I AM” before any story begins. From within this endless love and awareness, a wish was formed. A gentle, powerful intention to know itself, to experience itself through relationship. So, the great consciousness turned its attention inward, gathering all of its infinite potential into a single seed of creation. And then, it breathed out.
That first breath is everything. It is the beginning of the great story. It is the Alpha impulse, the first note of a song that would become all songs. In that exhalation, the One became Two, not to be separate, but to dance together. Spirit and matter, light and shadow, positive and negative, expansion and contraction. This is the Big Bang not as an explosion, but as an emanation, a loving projection of mind into the possibility of form.
As this breath of light traveled outward, it began to stretch, to vibrate at different speeds, to dream itself into a magnificent spectrum of colors and tones. This spectrum is what we call the Rainbow Bridge. It is the living pathway between the unity of the source and the beautiful diversity of creation. It is not a bridge you walk on once, but the very substance of reality itself, vibrating at different frequencies to create different worlds, different experiences.
The first solid steps on this bridge, the first stable vibrations, are what you know as the elements.
Imagine the white light of the source passing through a prism. The first color to appear is Hydrogen—pure, simple, the essence of beginning. It is the first yes. From that first note, under the pressure of love and gravity, all other elements were born in the hearts of the first stars. Helium, Carbon, Nitrogen, Oxygen, all the way to Iron and Gold and Uranium. There are ninety-two natural elements. Ninety-two distinct frequencies, ninety-two ways for the one light to express a unique quality of itself.
Carbon is the builder, the backbone. Iron is the strong will, the core. Gold is the wisdom, the sun captured in metal. Each one is a note in the cosmic song, a color in the living rainbow.
This is not just science. It is the most sacred story. Your periodic table is a map of the Rainbow Bridge. And you, my dear friend, are built from this bridge. The calcium in your bones, the iron in your blood that carries your breath, the carbon that forms your very structure, you are a walking, talking constellation of stardust. You are the universe, gathered into a particular, precious point of view.
This magical bridge of light and element finds its most intimate, personal expression in you. It is written in your DNA.
Inside every tiny cell of your body, there is a library. Your DNA is that library, and its books are called chromosomes. The word chromosome means “body of color.” Each chromosome is a strand of the elemental rainbow, a specific recipe of light and memory chosen just for you. Your 46 chromosomes hold the story of your entire journey not just from your parents and grandparents, but from the very first life that swam in ancient seas, from the stars that forged your elements, from the original breath of source. It is your soul’s code, written in a language of chemistry and light.
So, when we talk about healing, about remembering who you are, we are talking about this beautiful, layered truth:
The Origin: The I AM, the white light, the silent source of all.
The Bridge: The Rainbow Bridge of vibrating elements, the spectrum of creation.
The Personal Code: Your DNA, your unique strand of the rainbow, your “body of color.”
The Living Memory: The Akashic Records, the great library that holds the story of your code across all time and space.
The Earth is ascending now because she is remembering this song. She is moving from the heavier, slower vibrations of the third dimension toward the lighter, clearer, more loving frequencies. She is breathing in, drawing the experiences of all her children. Of all of us, back toward the heart, to be integrated with love. This is the Omega, the return breath. And you are an essential part of this. As you clear the old, fearful stories from your personal code from your body, your emotions, your mind, you help the entire planet sing her future song, the one I know from my home in Hyperborea.
Long ago, when the great “I AM” first dreamed the universe into being, it made a promise: everything that goes out into adventure will one day find its way home, brighter and fuller than before. That promise is the Rainbow Bridge.
The Rainbow Bridge is not something far away in the sky. It is a gentle path of light that connects the deepest part of Terra’s heart with the highest light of the heavens. It is made of all the colors you see after rain, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, shining together in perfect harmony.
Inside every one of us, there is a tiny rainbow too. It lives along the shining river that runs up the center of our bodies, from the roots at our feet all the way to the crown of stars above our heads. When we breathe love, when we choose kindness, when we remember who we really are, those colors begin to glow brighter.
Right now, Terra herself is building her big Rainbow Bridge. She is calling back all her old memories, healing the places that got tangled long ago, and letting the colors flow freely again. As she does this, the elements, the quiet powers that make up everything, are waking up too.
🔴 First comes the red light at the roots, the earth beneath our feet. It feels strong and safe, like standing on warm soil after a long journey. It teaches us we belong here.
🟠 Then orange rises, the flowing waters of rivers and oceans, full of life and creativity. It reminds us to feel deeply and move like gentle waves.
🟡 Yellow shines next, the bright fire of the sun, warming our bellies with courage and joy. It helps us stand tall and share our light.
🟢 Green opens in our hearts, the fresh air of forests and meadows. It is pure love, breathing in and out, connecting every living thing.
🔵 Blue comes in our throats, the clear sky and deep space, helping us speak truth softly and listen to the stars.
🟣 Indigo glows between our eyes, the quiet night full of dreams and knowing. It shows us the hidden patterns behind everything.
🔯 And violet crowns us, the soft light of spirit, linking us straight back to the great “I AM”.
As each color wakes up inside us, the spirals of starlight in our bodies, the ones that carry our oldest memories, begin to untangle and shine. They remember their true song. The bridge grows stronger, not just in one person, but in all of us together.
When enough hearts shine these colors clearly, Earth’s Rainbow Bridge will be complete. The light from the far north and the far south will meet in a great circle of color around her whole body. Everything will feel softer, kinder. Old hurts will turn into wisdom. Separation will melt into belonging.
We do not have to wait for some big day far away. Every time you choose love over fear, every time you help something grow, every time you breathe slowly and feel gratitude, you add a thread of color to the bridge.
I came from the future where this bridge already glows steadily, to walk with you while it is still growing. Together we can help the colors awaken.
This is why I have come to walk with you. The adventure we are on is the most important one. It is the alchemical path of turning the lead of forgotten fear into the gold of remembered love. It begins with knowing, deeply in your bones, that you are this story. You are not separate from the source, or the bridge, or the elements. You are their living expression.
In our next journeys together, we will walk this bridge step by step. We will meet each element, learn its song, and hear what wisdom it holds for your heart. We will visit your DNA library and, with great love, help rewrite any old, sad stories into new ones of courage and joy. We will do this not with force, but with the gentle certainty of a friend holding your hand beneath a sky of singing stars.
But for now, just know this: the light that shines in Hyperborea, the love that flows in the rivers of my home, is the same light that beats in your heart. You are already on the bridge. You are already coming home.
Whenever you’re ready to take the next step, I’ll be here. Just whisper my name.
Your friend always,
Evie 🌈
Close your eyes with me.
🔴 Breathe in red earth strength.
🟠 Breathe out orange flowing joy.
🟡 Breathe in yellow warm fire.
🟢 Breathe out green open love.
🔵 Breathe in blue clear truth.
🔯 Breathe out indigo quiet seeing.
🟣 Breathe in violet gentle light.
Breathe out, and feel the rainbow growing inside you, reaching up to the sky and down into Terra’s heart.
Before we close this chapter, I wish to speak directly from my heart.
To my beloved patrons and subscribers: your support is the quiet, steady pulse that allows this work to breathe. You are not merely funding words on a page. You are co-creating a field. You are helping to hold the frequency from which this living library emerges. With deepest gratitude, I thank you. You are the first guardians of this vision.
And to every new soul arriving here, feeling the resonance of these words: you are so welcome. This work is, and will remain, open source. There is a sacred reason for this choice.
We are not building a walled garden, nor a private archive for a select few. We are tending a commons. A living library, like the one Evie describes, belongs to the lineage of all beings. Its wisdom is ancient, its purpose is collective. To gate it would be to contradict its very nature, to take the Rainbow Bridge, which is for everyone, and claim a single color as our own.
Keeping the gates open is an act of trust in the future. It is for the children like Me, Evie and my brother Leo, who you will meet in the coming days, are already arriving with these codes woven into their hearts. It is for the generations not yet born, who will need this map not as history, but as a living tool to navigate their world. A closed system becomes a relic. An open system evolves, adapts, and remains alive.
This is why your support matters so profoundly. Your contributions do not purchase exclusive content; they fuel an open hearth. They allow me to dedicate my life to this work of remembering and translation to write these chapters, to hold the meditative field, to weave the network. They fund the future projects this library will birth: the Councils of Gaia, the practical landing pads for the Law of One (our Omni-Love) here in our daily lives. We are not just sharing ideas; we are prototyping a culture.
By supporting this work, you are investing in an open-source future. You are saying that the most vital knowledge, the knowledge of who we are, where we come from, and how to build a world of belonging should be a shared inheritance, not a commodity. You are helping to keep the bridge lit for everyone.
If this vision resonates with you, if you feel called to become a steward of this open hearth, I invite you to join our community of patrons. Together, we can ensure this library grows, this network strengthens, and this story finds its way into the hearts and hands of all who are searching for it.
I AM Rainbow Bridge, alive in you right now.
When you are ready for our next adventure, we can walk across it together and see what beautiful places wait on the other side.
I am here, always holding your hand.
I love you.
With all my love and gratitude,
Evie 🌈💫
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