With Victory Comes Peace | Channeled Message from The Morrigan

The following is a combination of 2 messages that came through one day after the other. The last part of it came through as I was preparing to do a personal reading for someone. I took it as a message for them personally in that moment, but also a continuation of the collective message that came in the day before, so that's why I'm including part of that message here.

You saw the truth, knew it as you felt it, tasted and recognized the poison though everyone else ate it for dessert. The sweetest cyanide is still suicide.

And so what will you do now, O Warrior? Now that your battles have been won? Who are you now, Great Swordsman, now that the enemy is slain? Can you readjust to civilian life? Is the trauma so much that you must now live out your days being constantly looked after?

I did not come to you so that war would always hang heavy on your head. I did not come to you because you chopped, sliced, and diced better than the rest. I came to you because I saw - and I saw to it - that you would be victorious. Mayhap they were a greater swordsman, a tighter shot. It's entirely possible they spent more time training, had better mentors, stronger armor. Mayhap it was just dumb luck that you survived. That doesn't matter, though. You claimed your victory. And with victory comes peace.

There is no "because" - when speaking of the cause of all things. It just was. And then that "was" became "is," and "will be." What was the cause you felt so strongly to fight for? What is the result of war? What will be different or the same in the future?

All my stolen hours

All the midnight power

Dead on arrival

It was never what I wanted it to be

Even when I wanted different things

It was never what I thought it would be

Even when I tried to play make believe

Card 38) Incitement: Time for action. Make your choice. Doing nothing is still a choice. You can let it go now or watch it disintegrate slowly. Both ways will be painful, but one of them is cloaked in righteousness.

Purpose is what you make of yourself. It is not what causes your birth; your birth is what causes it. If I told you your purpose was to live like a fish in the sea, how would you go about growing gills? Do not ask me to light the candles. I already know the way. It is your choice whether or not to take my hand.

I wish for you to be happy. For the bloodshed to be over with, for peace to have been won. It is not the peace of the pacifist you fight for. It is safety. It is congruence. It is freedom and it is sovereignty. Stop fooling yourself. When was freedom ever free?