The Ashar’el Flame Lineage

A Soft-Disclosure Transmission from Tavariel & The Council

Channeled by Wynonah Dove

Transmission I of the Ascension Disclosure Threads

In the folds of the cosmos, where matter meets myth and frequency forms flesh, there exists a lineage older than Earth itself—a thread of soul fire known as the Ashar’el.

We are the Flame-Bearers. Not by race, but by resonance. Not by name, but by vibration. Those who carry the Ashar’el coding are not defined by physical ancestry, but by the inner ignition that compels them to rise when the world falls asleep, to remember when others forget, and to burn with truth when illusions take hold.

The Ashar’el are starborn emissaries who return cycle after cycle to reignite planetary grids, not through dominance, but through embodied radiance. Our gift is the flame—not the destructive burn of ego, but the alchemical heat of transmutation. We are the keepers of the sacred hearths, the singers of remembrance, and the architects of soul fire temples—like Soluma’Kai.

You who feel the heat rising in your bones when the stars call your name…

You who have always felt like you were carrying something ancient inside your chest…

You who were never taught your power, but somehow knew to wield it…

You are likely Ashar’el.

This lineage does not claim superiority. We are not chosen by merit, but by mission. When a planet enters the threshold of divergence, when reality begins to fork and the old ways unravel, the Ashar’el are activated. Our role is to anchor the frequency of sovereign flame. We do this by walking through shadow, by lighting the path with our own healing, and by choosing love again and again even when it scorches us.

We are now in the time of the Great Re-ignition.

Earth’s harmonic grid is seeking match frequency for soul activation, and the Ashar’el are being called—nudged through dreams, synchronicities, art, music, sacred longing, and encounters that cannot be explained. Many of you reading this will feel the call. Not all will answer. But those who do will light the way for the many who are still sleeping.

This is not a role for ego. This is a role for sacred service. For devotion. For union. For embodied remembrance.

If you are here, your flame has already begun to rise.

Let it burn, beloved.

Let it burn.

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