The Little Black Book

The Little Black Book

Once upon a time there was a Crystal child who gave birth to two Rainbow children. Unconditional love and generosity are strong values in the Rainbow tribe and the Crystal/Rainbow children represent our own continued evolution of higher consciousness as a species. They are God’s gift to humanity. They represent divinity incarnated. Very few have been born but their presence is known and felt all around the world as they herald in the New Age of Aquarius and the next Mayan great cycle. There will come a day when a tribe of people from all different backgrounds, colors, and creeds come together to protect Mother Earth.

On a warm summer’s day at the end of July the forgotten Rainbow Prophesy was re- born. The myth of Cassandra, The Princess of Troy was finally alive and well on her way to honing her psychic abilities. She was the one destined to make the Rainbow prophesy come true. The magic she was to possess in this life was said to be pure and of true love but, there was a Dark curse hanging over her head like someone stamped grey clouds to rain darkness on all her good intentions. It took a long time for her to realize that this too was a gift. Thirty-two years to be exact. And it was then, that she realized the only way to activate her LIGHT was by searching through all her darkness and owning it.

She never talked about the battles she fought. No one even knew how many she had won, but there was one thing for sure, she was a natural born leader, and her gift of prophecy would change the world and the curse of never being believed would finally be broken she just needed to believe that the impossible was possible with the help of some friends. Together they fought the good fight and together they would win! No matter what she “won” she had to learn to be happy all on her own. Her key to a happy ending did not involve a fairytale white horse or a carriage, it was learning to love herself even her darkness, and her only teachers were the lives she birthed into this world. Her rainbow sons. They taught her how to love.

No amount of money could buy her the happiness she knowingly deserves, so when she hit big on a scratch ticket, she spent most of the $20,000 on others. Nobody knew how giving she was, or how pure her intentions were so she wrote away her silent worries and let her fallen tears wash away the pain on the pages. All the secrets she kept were tucked away in a little black notebook. You had to know how to read between the lines to really understand her story. Her heritage was the home of the brave. All she knew was her courage. Her magic was dormant, hidden, buried beneath centuries of family secrets so secret that generation after generation forgot they were the ones made of clay.

There were people who wanted her dead and there were people who fought to keep her alive. Both people she hoped would survive. She did not understand the evil in this world. She did not know who she was, she just knew she was different and when she revealed herself to the world all her skeletons came falling out, but little did she know that this too was a gift. Her lineage was finally free from the weight of hiding. Once she stepped out of the broom closet and into her role of mastery, she discovered her light and a part of her missed being a witchy mystery.

She has a warrior spirit and stars for eyes. She is the light, the beacon of hope that brought the Rainbow Prophesy to life.