Light Orbs Danced With The Sun

I remember when the Light Orbs danced with the Sun. I recall that very moment when I first witnessed them dancing in the light of that most lovely, transformative, azuric day. Till that point, I'd only ever seen them in the radiant darkness called night. Right before heading to the West Valley to celebrate my Goddaughter's 25th birthday, I had an afterthought. One that spun me silver circles--almost just like Champions spinning donuts in a new Hollywood flick starring that blue-eyed McQueen--right into a most popular coffee joint.  

My Soul always knows when the oft-missed and oftentimes misunderstood Life Forces are existing in everywhere, in both besides, in the before and behind, in the above and the below, in all the directions that aren't really so. I perceive their presence. And I hear them, though mostly without words, because words do hold Energy, but the only true language has no language at all. 

I was waiting for my order and chatting with a stranger who was not really a stranger when suddenly, my chin was lifted up. Just exactly like in a dream I had in 2015, when my Great-Great Grandpa, Joe Malone, walked past me on some suburban sidewalk--that reminds me now of Bancroft Drive in Kaneohe. When I walked past him, my head hung down heavy, as if I did not have the strength in order to lift it toward the Light above me; its reflection I could see in pools around my feet.

I heard a loving voice speak in a crucial tone, "Look up, child. Look up!" Like a hand lifting my chin, my heavy head raised as light as a feather to see a silver-headed and bearded, beautiful dark brown skinned man that 3 years later I would come to know as one of my beloved kinfolks, and today I understand him to be one of my lifelong Spirit guides. 

That's what it felt like when I looked up that late afternoon in early August, 2021, to see 2 Light Beings frolicking above all our, mostly distracted, heads. 

"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! OH MY GOODNESS!!! It's 2 Light Orbs, everybody!!"

To the womxn I had been speaking with, I excitedly implored, "Look up," but she didn't. Or wouldn't. I looked to all the other people waiting or already enjoying their caffeinated beverages and/or baked goods, so thoroughly excited for them to all take in this clear and present gift given us, so freely, so lovingly, so intentionally, by our collective Consciousness, that is the Source of All. 

"Don't you see?" I wanted to say to everyone in that cafe, that day. "We're all so special." But all I saw staring back at me was fear (smh "Crazy person..."), or apathy ("Meh."). All, except for an Eastern European couple. They were interested in seeing the magic unfolding in the sky in the sky above us. And so, through my mobile, they witnessed the golden lighted pair's playful glory. They were in so much awe. A little frightened, but still, they could not believe their eyes. I could barely believe my own. 

Later that night--as I was going through the photographs I had taken earlier at the birthday festivities--I came across Kai blowing out her birthday candles and noticed Spirit Lights encircling her face as she closed her eyes to make a wish. I intuitively knew they were her Noni and other Ancestors. She is protected. And loved. And special. Just like all of us humxns, animals, bugs, plant life, and all the other Beings we don't even know about. 

All around us. For All that is. Infinite Love and Magic.