Seven Spanish Angels: Dying for Love

Many of you have found yourselves recently unraveling and releasing a particularly dense layer of the knots and entanglements of what you call love and what we call violence. (We are not particularly referencing sexual or physical violence, although that’s part of it, and has nothing to do with love.)

More specifically, what we are referencing, is a release of old programs and patterns around codependence and attachments in relationships–between romantic partners, parents and children,  with siblings, and even with animals–all sorts of configurations.  Many of you are experiencing the part of you who feels you would die without another person or that the other person will die without you.  Or you’re currently without the other person and still waiting for them–waiting for them to come back, waiting for them to see the error of their ways and change, waiting for them to rescue you, waiting for them to make you safe.  Or you are considering leaving a relationship and cannot bear to do so.  You fear that the other person will not survive without you.  Or you just lost someone, irretrievably–and you’re clearing grief from attachment and the belief that if that being isn’t in our life you won’t be able to survive.

Most of these beliefs have been buried so far below the surface of your consciousness by most of you that you haven’t allowed yourself access to them.  Many of you consider yourself evolved human beings, far enough along on the “spiritual” path that you don’t have codependent relationships or you “know better,” so how could it be that you find yourself waiting to be rescued or afraid to leave your partner or some version of this?  Or, if you’ve allowed yourself to access the dilemma of attachment, you have shamed yourself terribly for being stuck in a pattern that is so “un-evolved.”

You’re all at different places with this. There’s no right or wrong.  Nothing that anyone need be shaming themselves for.  We are–and this time is–just offering you an opportunity to acknowledge where you are holding attachments.  In fact, rejoice that this is now in your awareness and know that until you release you will probably make things pretty uncomfortable for yourself–not as a punishment, but to bring attention to where you’re holding false beliefs. You’re showing yourself, in the utter disharmony of the relationship or the in the sense of constriction or obligation or guilt, where there’s some erroneous belief operating.  The belief is usually connected at its core to some very primal fears–I will die or the other person will die if we’re not together.  (That could be that you would perish financially or professionally or be saddled with all the child/parent care or…but even underlying those circumstances is a primal fear of death that comes from separation.)  This can extend to animals, too.

It will become increasingly difficult to stay in relationships based on attachment, codependency, obligation, and guilt, and there is an emerging sense in the collective about the violence of such attachments.  This is not to say that we think it is wrong to be in a marriage or partnership, to raise children, or care for animals.  But rather, we are saying that the nature of your relationships are changing–more quickly than some of you realize.  And the nature of this time is empowering you to look at the beliefs and the spoken and unspoken agreements that keep you anything less than free.

For all of you releasing the old memories and patterns–and all of you are–we are sending you much love. We honor your journey towards fully-embodied sovereignty.

~Green Tara (and a multitude of guides)

He looked down into her brown eyes
And said “say a prayer for me”
She threw her arms around him
Whispered, “God will keep us free”
They could hear the riders comin’
He said, “this is my last fight
If they take me back to Texas
They won’t take me back alive”

There were seven Spanish angels
At the altar of the sun
They were prayin’ for the lovers
In the valley of the gun
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
There was thunder from the throne
And seven Spanish angels
Took another angel home

She reached down and picked the gun up
That lay smokin’ in his hand
She said, “Father, please forgive me
I can’t make it without my man”
And she knew the gun was empty
And she knew she couldn’t win
But her final prayer was answered
When the rifles fired again

There were seven Spanish angels
At the altar of the sun
They were prayin’ for the lovers
In the valley of the gun
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
There was thunder from the throne
And seven Spanish angels
Took another angel home

 

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