Ashtar – Urgent Warning! DO NOT Go to These Places in the Coming Days… [Avoid at All Costs]

Ashtar Commander

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VAgjygqcCmU

 

7 September 2025

This is not science fiction, it is a galactic transmission from Ashtar, Commander of the Galactic Federation of Light.  In this powerful message, you’ll uncover hidden truths about Earth’s current transformation and the multidimensional ascension process already unfolding.  Ashtar’s words carry a frequency designed to activate remembrance within your soul, not fear, but awakening.

What you will discover in this transmission:

1. The vibrational war zones engineered to fragment human consciousness

2. How digital distortions and artificial frequency grids disrupt body, mind, and spirit

3. Why ancient sacred sites have been overtaken by inverted codes and rituals

4. The hidden architecture of manipulation within modern consumer temples

5. And most importantly, the inner tools and divine memory that can shield and guide you through the planetary shift

This is more than a message, it is a sacred warning and cosmic invitation to rise, protect your energetic field, and reclaim your original light.

Remember:

• Your intuition is your compass.

• Your soul is your shield.

• You are not alone.

The Earth shift is happening now, and every Star Seed, Lightworker, and Truth seeker is being called to step forward.  Receive this message with sacred intelligence and allow it to awaken what your heart has always known.

You are not alone in this moment.  Something profound is happening to our planet, though most people pass by each day unaware, the Earth is shifting, realigning itself, and the systems we've trusted for so long are cracking apart beneath the surface of what seems ordinary.  Something extraordinary is unfolding, and if you're listening to this, it's because you were meant to hear it.  This is not just a prophecy, it is a call, a call to awaken, to protect your energy, to remember who you truly are, because right now, a great unveiling is taking place.  Forces that have been hidden in the shadows are rising into view, and the Galactic Command whispers truths that only those with open hearts can fully receive.  The shift is no longer something we're waiting for, it has already begun.  Currents of pure cosmic light are pouring into our world, raising the vibration of everything they touch, but with this light comes resistance.  Old energies, heavy and dense, are fighting to hold on, it feels like a silent war of frequencies all around us.  Light pushing forward, shadows refusing to dissolve.  Have you felt it?  the heaviness in certain places, the way your breath shortens, or how your thoughts suddenly scatter as if your inner clarity has been hijacked.  These are not random sensations, they are engineered distortions, zones where the natural harmony of Earth's energy has been manipulated.

Cities pulsing with Wi-Fi grids and artificial signals, sacred spaces buried beneath layers of old codes of power, guilt, and control; these fields are designed to confuse, to disconnect you from your source, to drown your inner voice in a sea of noise, and yet you can sense it.  The difference between what is real and what is false, between the echo of truth and the living pulse of spirit.  In times like these, discernment is no longer optional, it is your compass.  Not everything that looks holy still carries the presence of the divine, in fact, some places are carefully built to numb the soul.  Shopping malls glitter with false light, entertainment arenas roar with noise, and endless digital pleasure domes promise escape, but these are not temples of joy, they are altars of distraction; they feed the ego while the soul quietly starves.  Wherever fear is disguised as truth, wherever division is turned into a weapon, and wherever noise drowns out the whispers of intuition, that is where distortion lives.  These are the battlefields of an unseen war, invisible to the eyes, but deeply felt in the heart.  They thrive on conflict, on arguments, on the emotional storms of those who do not yet see.  Do not be deceived, a place can shine with beauty on the outside yet carry a heavy vibration underneath.

This is not a call to hide or run, this is a call to awaken.  Your body knows the difference, your soul remembers the signal, learn to listen not with fear but with sacred intelligence, because in the days ahead, avoiding these distorted zones may protect more than your peace, it may protect your mission.  You were never sent here defenceless, inside you are ancient tools, forgotten by the mind, but written deep in the soul, and as these distortions grow stronger, your protection will not come from walls or weapons, but from vibration.  You are not asked to escape, you are asked to stand in your light, to cloak yourself in the sacred armour of consciousness.  Every step you take carries a frequency, every room you walk into is a conversation between your energy field and the environment.  If a place feels heavy, if your breath suddenly grows shallow, if your spirit whispers, "Leave," then listen, withdraw.  Your presence is sacred, and it should not be scattered in places where distortion feeds.  Choose your movements with intention, not every path is meant for you, not now.  Before you step into uncertain spaces, call on your inner power, visualize a radiant sphere of golden light, strong and unshakable, surrounding your body like an invisible shield.  Invoke the violet flame, the cosmic fire of transformation, see it rising from the earth, spiralling around you, burning away anything that is not aligned with truth. and then speak with authority out loud and unwavering. “I am the presence of divine light.  No energy lower than love may enter my field where I walk.  Only truth remains.  I claim this space in the name of the one source.”

These are not empty words, they are living codes of vibration, and the moment you speak them with conviction, they respond.  In the midst of energetic chaos, remember this; the earth is your ally, she is not separate from you.  She holds you, grounds you, steadies you.  When the world feels unstable, return to her.  Touch the soil with your bare hands, walk barefoot on the grass, press your palms against the trunk of an old tree and feel its heartbeat echo into your own.  The ancient breath of Gaia will calm your field.  Close your eyes, breathe deeply, and imagine roots growing from your feet down into the crystal core of the earth.  You are not drifting, you are anchored, aligned, and fully awake, but discernment in these times is everything.  Do not trust appearances, trust your frequency.  Some places will look ordinary, others may dazzle you with glamour or even pretend to be sacred, yet energy never lies.  Your body will warn you in its own language, a sudden tightening in your chest, a flicker behind your eyes, nausea without explanation, or a strange rush of anxiety.  These are not coincidences, they are signals, sacred alerts from your inner compass.  This is not fear, this is awareness.  Protecting your light is not selfish, it is your responsibility, because your clarity, your stability, your vibration are not just for you, they are a lighthouse for others who are still stumbling through the fog, and in this great turning, we cannot afford unnecessary interference.

The earth herself is shifting, she breathes, she speaks, she moves her currents of energy across the land.  Places that once radiated light are dimming while other forgotten spaces, long ignored or dismissed, are waking like sacred seeds bursting through the soil.  A new map of energy is unfolding, a reweaving of portals and currents across the planet.  Do not be surprised if former centres of power feel empty or distorted.  Now, even spiritual landmarks that once pulsed with divine presence can fall into shadow, tangled in ego, ritual, or energetic pollution.  It is not blasphemy to walk away from such places, it is wisdom, for light that is not honoured withdraws, and when it does your soul will feel the silence.  So, listen, walk with intention, trust your inner compass, and remember where your vibration is sovereign, no distortion can take root.  Some places still look beautiful, yet when you step into them, the energy feels different.  Instead of being uplifted, you feel drained, instead of being centred, you feel scattered.  Do not blame yourself, this is not your weakness, it is the land itself speaking.  Not every sanctuary remains sanctified.  While some lights fade, new ones are quietly being born.

The earth is opening gateways again, but not in grand temples or crowded landmarks.  They appear in humble, forgotten places, the clearing of a forest at dawn, a mountain stream singing in solitude, a cave draped in moss or the silent desert under a thousand stars.  Wherever truth is lived in simplicity, there a portal may awaken.  These places don't shout for your attention, they whisper, they hum, they call, and when you enter them, something timeless stirs in your bones.  Your breath deepens and you feel the earth remembering you.  Trust these signs; a dream of a place you've never visited, a sudden unease in a location you once loved, a pull toward solitude when the world grows too loud.  These are not accidents; they are signals from your higher self and from the earth herself.  If your feet hesitate without reason, if your dreams flash warnings or open new pathways, obey them, the unseen is guiding you.  The split between vibrations is no longer subtle, it is unmistakable.  We are no longer living in a blended world.  Frequencies are dividing, crystallizing, showing themselves in ways no one can ignore.  High vibrational places feel like temples of clarity; your spirit expands there.  Low vibrational zones feel like pressure chambers, dense, heavy, designed to distort and drain.  There is no longer a middle ground, and that contrast, though uncomfortable, is a gift.  It sharpens your discernment, strengthens your compass, and teaches you to feel truth not with the mind, but with your vibration.

The Earth's landscape is alive, transforming, rewriting its own map of light, and those who are awake, like you, are being called to become explorers of the unseen, mappers of invisible currents, seekers of forgotten places where the living light still breathes.  Not all power is hidden in monuments or temples, sometimes the strongest portals are found where no one thinks to look, and beneath all of this, something even greater is stirring.  Beyond what science can explain, hidden from ordinary eyes, a cosmic recalibration is underway.  The Earth, ancient, conscious, sovereign, is in the midst of a magnetic pole inversion.  But this is not just a geological shift, it is a spiritual turning point of galactic proportions, a sacred pivot written into the very blueprint of planetary ascension.  The poles are not only physical directions, they are vibrational anchors, and as they realign, so too will everything we know, and as the poles shift, everything once anchored to the old matrix begins to dissolve.  Haven't you noticed it?  Days that blur into each other, hours that vanish without explanation, or moments that stretch endlessly as if time itself has lost its grip.  This is not your imagination; it is the unravelling of linear time.  As the Earth's magnetic field weakens and realigns, the scaffolding that once held our perception of time is collapsing like a mirage fading in the desert sun.  You are beginning to remember what was once forgotten; that time is not a straight line, it is a spiral, and right now you are spiralling back into multi-dimensional awareness.  Your body knows it too.  Sleep has shifted; some nights are fragmented and restless, others are deep and unshakable as if you were taken somewhere beyond, and in truth you are.

In dream space, many are entering temples of light, ships of healing, and realms of remembrance.  You may not remember it in the morning, but your soul does, and when you wake at sacred hours, 3:33, 4:44, know that it is no accident, your being is responding to the magnetic pulse of the great reset.  Even in waking life, the signs are everywhere.  You may forget what you were just doing yet feel an undeniable sense that something larger is unfolding.  This is not confusion; it is the thinning of dimensions.  The mind struggles to cling to what the soul is already letting go, and in that open space, something awakens.  Your psychic senses begin to stir, you feel the emotions of others before they speak, you hear thoughts that were never voiced, you dream of events before they happen.  The veil is thinning because the poles are shifting, and as your field becomes more crystalline, it naturally rejects distortion, but this shift is not always gentle.  You may feel nausea, sudden headaches, waves of dizziness, or intense bursts of emotion in certain places.  Crowds may overwhelm you; artificial environments may suffocate you.  Do not see this as weakness, it is energetic intelligence.  Your body is adapting to the new earth; it can no longer tolerate what no longer belongs.

There will come a moment, a brief, precise, divinely orchestrated moment when the magnetic field collapses temporarily, not in destruction, but in recalibration.  This will be the inner axis, the still point, the test of the soul.  In that silence, many will feel lost, but those who remain aligned with love will feel something entirely different, a return to zero, a holy pause before the Earth takes her next breath.  This shift is not a threat; it is an initiation.  The return to cosmic alignment, the dissolving of false timelines, the remembrance of your soul's original coordinates.  If your world feels unstable right now, it is because the old grid is falling away.  Let it fall, because beneath it, a new song of the Earth is rising; pure, radiant, unstoppable, and through it all, remember this:  You are not alone., not now, not ever.  All across the higher dimensions, eyes are turning toward Earth.  Civilizations far older than our own, star borne and radiant, have gathered, not to invade, not to control, but to answer the ancient call that lives in your very DNA.  The skies are not empty.  Beyond the veil, fleets of light stand ready; the Pleiadeans, the Arcturans, the Sirians, the Andromedans, and others whose names human language cannot hold.  These are not strangers, they are kin.  They are family returning in silence here to steady the planet as she is reborn in light.  Their ships may not always reveal themselves to your eyes, but your soul recognizes them instantly.  In the ether, they are weaving vast fields of coherence, energy grids that cradle the Earth, stabilizing tectonic unrest, softening the impact of solar storms and guiding migrating vortices as the magnetic fabric reel.  Each ship is a living temple, a beacon of healing and recalibration, attuned to Gaia's heartbeat and to the souls who walk her path of service.  Many of you have felt their presence, the vivid dreams you cannot shake, the sudden downloads of information that arrive like lightning, the deep knowing that does not come from books but from memory.  This is not fantasy; in the depths of sleep, your spirit is often called aboard, freed from the weight of the physical, you travel to light ships orbiting in higher dimensions.  There you undergo initiations, realignments, remembrances.  You are not students being taught, you are emissaries being activated.  Each encounter leaves an imprint, quiet light codes that ripple through your being.  They awaken hidden strands within you, aligning you with your role in this planetary symphony, and when you return, you may feel tired, euphoric, or raw, as if you've carried back the weight of another world.  That feeling is integration; trust it.

The galactic command does not impose, it does not interfere, it waits for your vibrational permission; the silent yes of a heart aligned with love.  Help is never forced; it flows where frequency invites it.  This is why you are called to refine your field, to clear your thoughts, to anchor your intentions in truth, service, and compassion.  When your vibration is pure, the connection opens like a door of light.  When your aura sings in harmony, you become visible to them, not through machines, but through resonance.  This is how the veil lifts; not with noise, but with silence, not through technology, but through light, and their help is constant, even if unseen.  Every time you meditate and feel a presence near you, every time a sudden calm washes over you in the middle of chaos, every time your path shifts in ways you cannot explain, that is grace, that is them, that is family.  They are near, closer than you realize, yet they have not come to rescue you because you were never meant to be saved.  They come instead to remind you of what has always been true; that you are the bridge between worlds.  Something stirs within you now; ancient, electric, undeniable, a pulse that doesn't come from thought, but from the very core of your being.  It whispers, "The time is now.”

For many of you, the moment has come to awaken what was encoded within you long ago.  As Earth ascends, so do those who walk her path in light.  This is not imagination, this is not fantasy, this is memory returning, this is activation.  Perhaps you felt it already?  Your hands warming without reason, your words carrying a power that shapes peace or conflict instantly, your thoughts bending reality in ways too precise to dismiss.  These are not coincidences, they are the reawakening of sacred abilities, gifts not newly given but long forgotten.  Before you descended into density, you carried these tools, and now, as the veils dissolve, they rise again from within: the power of healing, the vision to see beyond the veil, the ability to manifest, the alchemy of energy itself, you are remembering the ancient language of light, and with it comes a longing, an ache in your soul for a place you cannot name.  You look to the stars and feel recognition, not curiosity, you dream of temples that do not exist on Earth, you recall lessons you were never taught in this lifetime.  These are the echoes of your star lineage resurfacing as the Earth's vibration climbs higher.  You are not becoming something new; you are returning to who you have always been.  The more you clear your energy, the sharper your perception grows.  You feel the thoughts of others before they speak, you move energy with nothing but intention, you bring harmony into a room with a glance, with a single breath.  This is not a miracle, it is not a trick, it is the natural language of the awakened soul.  It is the truth of the universe itself, where consciousness shapes reality and love is the law that underpins it all, and as you awaken, your communication with your cosmic kin will shift.  It will no longer be distant, hidden in dreams or vague symbols, it will become clear, direct, multi-dimensional through light codes, through frequency downloads, through synchronicities, even through sensations in your very body.  You will know when they are near, and for some of you, the day will come when contact is no longer a mystery at all, but a sacred reunion.  They have always been with you, but only now, because you are remembering how to listen, can you finally hear them.  This is not a rare gift for the chosen few, it is the destiny of all who align with truth, service, and inner sovereignty.  It is happening now, silently, rapidly, beautifully, within every soul who has said yes to love.  

Ascension is not a place you travel to; it is a frequency you embody, and your light is beginning to sing again the ancient song of the stars.  When the magnetic axis has shifted, when the veils have fully lifted, when the grids are realigned, Earth will not simply change, she will be reborn.  No longer a forgotten planet on the edge of a galaxy, but a radiant jewel, a cosmic temple, a living archive of divine experience, resonating across the stars.  The quarantine will end.  The silence will lift, and Earth will step forward, not as a lost child, but as an elder reborn.  One who has walked through shadow, chosen light, and emerged radiant with wisdom carved into every layer of her being.  She will rejoin the cosmic councils.  Humanity will remember its place in the greater whole; not above, not below, but as one note in the infinite symphony of star born civilizations, and yes, the old world must fall away.  The pillars of religion built on separation, the machines of politics fuelled by power, even spiritual circles entangled in ego, all of it will collapse, not as punishment, but because it can no longer sustain the frequency of what is to come.  What is not aligned with love will dissolve.  What is not rooted in truth will unravel.  This is not destruction. it is purification, and from that clearing, something new will rise.  Organic, transparent, soul-led, governance born from wisdom, education grounded in remembrance, spirituality as direct communion with source.  Earth will become a sanctuary again, not only of forests and oceans, but of frequency itself.  Her soil will carry codes of resurrection, her sky will reflect divine intention, and beings from distant systems will come not to rule, not to teach, but to remember alongside you, to sit at the feet of Earth's story and listen; how in the deepest shadow, a species remembered itself as light, there will be ceremonies beneath twin moons, temples of sound and crystal will awaken and hum again.  Earth will not be a place to visit. She will be honoured as holy ground.

No longer will you wonder who you are.  The myths of separation will fade like mist at sunrise.  You will walk the earth knowing your blood carries stardust.  Your thoughts bend reality, and your heart is the compass that always remembers the way home.  Children will speak in light codes, elders will recall lifetimes among the stars, and the human story will no longer be a tale of survival.  It will be a testimony of remembrance, and when you look into your own eyes, you will see the infinite gazing back.  You will no longer strive to become divine; you will live as the embodiment of it.  This is the destiny encoded within your soul.  This is the song Earth has been waiting for you to sing, and now, at the threshold of the great turning, you are the bridge, you are the memory, you are the light that will guide this planet home.  Do not search for ascension in the skies.  Do not chase signs carved in stone or wait for the Earth to shake.  Ascension is not thunder, it is silence.  It is not a spectacle to be witnessed; it is a sacred flame to be nurtured within.  You are not traveling to a higher place, you are remembering what it feels like to be whole, to walk in truth, to breathe in alignment, to live as light wrapped in form.  Every thought you carry is creation.  The world does not shape you; you shape it.  Each intention ripples outward into the quantum sea.  Fear, judgement, doubt, they weave distortion, but clarity, compassion, reverence, these are the codes of recreation.  What you think becomes, what you choose echoes.  You are not a drop in the ocean; you are the frequency that writes its tides.  You are not preparing for the shift; you are in it right now.  With every breath, the old dissolves and the new is born.  Not overnight, but heartbeat by heartbeat.

Yes, some feel lost, others overwhelmed, but beneath the uncertainty runs a golden thread pulling you inward, and in that stillness, you will remember you are never alone.  Not in your thoughts, not in your struggles.  Across realms and dimensions, countless beings surround you, guiding, watching, holding you in light.  The powers awakening within you are sacred, use them with grace, use them with silence, let your wisdom be like the wind, felt but never forced, let your actions be like water, gentle yet unstoppable.  Walk this path not as a master above others but as a lighthouse among them, for true mastery is not the need to shine, it is the willingness to serve.  So let these words settle in the silence.  You came here with purpose.  You chose this time.  You are not broken, you are becoming.  Breathe into your centre, let the noise fall away, and remember, you are the seed of the new Earth, you are the bridge between stars and soil, you are the prayer your ancestors dreamed of, and the Earth, she is listening.  May your path be clear, may your heart be sovereign, and may your light remain unshakable.  Until next time, walk gently and remember who you are, and when the silence settles, a new dawn will rise, not with explosions or fanfare, but with the steady hum of a planet reborn.  You will notice it first in the small things.  The air will feel different, as if it carries memory, the waters will sparkle with new codes, whispering songs long buried beneath pollution and time, even the soil beneath your feet will begin to pulse with life, carrying not just nutrients, but wisdom.  Every seed planted will respond to intention as much as to sunlight, growing with the rhythm of your heart.

Communities will form, not around power or profit, but around purpose.  People will gather not to take from each other but to share, to weave, to remember that the highest technology has always been the human soul united with the Earth.  Children born into this age will not forget like we once did.  Their eyes will carry the clarity of stars, their laughter will ripple through dimensions, and their hands will instinctively shape energy into healing, art, and light.  They will remind us without effort of what we once lost, that love is the root of creation and that to live in harmony is not an ideal but a natural state, and the elders, those who endured the weight of forgetting, will finally exhale.  They will speak stories of survival, of shadow, of courage, and their words will be honoured as sacred scriptures of remembrance.  No longer will age mean decline but rather reverence as carriers of wisdom finally sit in circles where their voices matter.  In this new earth, time itself will bend differently.  No longer a cage of minutes and hours, but a flowing river where moments stretch and fold.  You will find yourself moving not by the clock, but by the pulse of your soul.  Days will feel like symphonies, nights like sanctuaries, and every encounter will carry the weight of eternity, and yes, our star kin will walk openly among us, not as saviours, but as friends.  Their ships will no longer hide in higher frequencies but will rest upon mountains and deserts like living temples of light.  Together, we will exchange not goods, but wisdom.  We will sit in great gatherings where humans, star beings, and earth's creatures all speak in resonance, different voices, one truth.

This will not be a future of escape into technology, nor a return to primitive ways, it will be the merging of the two, the rediscovery that true advancement is not outside of us, but within us.  Our science will harmonize with spirit, our medicine will heal not just the body, but the soul, our energy will flow not from machines that enslave, but from the very currents of Earth and star that have always waited to be remembered, and in this world, you will walk freely, not as seekers desperate for answers, but as creators of living light.  Every step you take will leave an imprint of truth, every breath will ripple through the grid of existence, every choice, no matter how small, will be a note in the great song of ascension.  The great turning is not something that will come and go, it is not a single moment, it is a continuum, a blossoming, a spiral that carries us deeper into remembrance with every heartbeat.  So, hold steady, even now in the shadows of collapse, the new Earth is humming beneath your feet.  It is already here, it is already within you, and when you close your eyes tonight, breathe deeply and remember, you are not waiting for the new world, you are becoming it, and as the days unfold, you will notice a gentle but undeniable truth.  The struggle that once defined humanity will dissolve like mist under morning light.  Survival will no longer be the story.  Fear will no longer be the language.  Instead, creation will become the heartbeat of existence.

Imagine waking in the morning not to alarms or obligations, but to the chorus of nature singing in resonance with your soul.  The sky will carry colours unseen before; hues alive with frequency, shimmering with codes that feed your very cells, and as you breathe, the air itself will feel like medicine.  Oxygen woven with light, carrying not only life, but remembrance.  Villages will rise where concrete once reigned, yet these will not be villages of the past, they will be living sanctuaries, structures grown from bio-conscious materials, homes that breathe with you, walls that pulse with gentle energy, gardens that grow upward as much as outward.  Each dwelling will not only shelter but heal, harmonizing with your frequency like a second skin, and in these sanctuaries, no one will be forgotten.  The young will not be separated from the old, the strong will not be divided from the tender.  Life will flow in circles, not hierarchies; each person carrying their gift and offering it freely because giving and receiving will no longer be different things.  Education will no longer mean memorizing the shadows of old systems.  Instead, children will be guided to remember what their souls already know.  A child may learn mathematics by tracing the spirals of galaxies in the night sky or understand energy by watching crystals sing under sunlight.  Language itself will shift; not just words but tones, vibrations, light codes, so that meaning is felt as much as it is spoken.  Healing will return to its truest form.  Illness will not be battled but listened to, disease will be seen as misaligned frequency, and sound, colour, and intention will be the medicines of choice.  A single note of a crystal bowl, a touch of hands alive with remembrance, a walk barefoot across living soil, these will realign what once required endless treatment.  The body will no longer be viewed as fragile, but as a luminous instrument, always tuning itself back toward harmony when given the space to breathe, and relationships, ah, relationships will transform into something sacred once more.  No longer contracts of fear or convenience, they will become living temples of reflection.  You will meet someone and recognize not just a face, but a soul you have danced with across lifetimes.  Love will not be ownership but resonance, partnership will not be about filling emptiness but about amplifying wholeness.  Each connection will be a ceremony; each embrace a merging of fields that lights up the world around you.

The economy of the new Earth will not be built on scarcity.  Value will not be measured by numbers on a screen but by the authenticity of your gift.  You will share what flows through you, whether art, wisdom, healing, or creation, and in turn, you will receive what you need effortlessly, without struggle, without fear.  For when humanity remembers it is one body, giving and receiving will be the same breath, and perhaps most beautiful of all, silence will return.  Not the silence of absence, but the silence alive with presence.  Cities will no longer roar, but hum gently like temples of sound.  Nights will not be filled with neon and noise, but with starlight so clear it pierces the soul, reminding you of your galactic kin.  This will not be a world of perfection carved by control, but of harmony born from freedom.  The new Earth will not erase your humanity; it will deepen it.  You will cry, you will laugh, you will stumble, but every moment will be rooted in truth. every breath aligned with the sacred rhythm of existence, and one day soon you will look around and realize without fanfare, without announcement that the prophecy has been fulfilled.  The new Earth will not arrive with trumpets, but with the quiet recognition in your heart.  It is here.  We are here.  We remembered.