Oranges…I drove down a street in Sacramento, CA and it was lined with these beautiful orange trees. The fruit was up too high to harvest without a ladder. I looked up at these beautiful golden globes of juicy sweetness and could see myself. We each have this incredible sweetness of our own divinity that is a part of us. We get glimpses of its beauty but it feels out of reach. We need a tool of some sort to harvest and partake of the nourishment offered. How do we pull down our own I Am presence and take a bite of its succulent essence? Where is my ladder that allows me to climb up and pluck all the goodness that I seek?
Today my emotions have been in high gear. I am literally flowing with the water of release, delight, fears and old patterns whose time is done. Tears, deep breaths, laughter and tears again. I ride this new wave of energy that has come flying in with today’s new solar flare. I haveplucked a juicy fruit from my tree and as I bite in to its soft center, the juice is running down my face and arms. I am covered in its sweet essence. Sticky but happy!
My heart is my ladder, at least that is what I used today to stand among the branches and pick my fruit. A beautiful understanding came with my daughter, a new rung on our ladder together. My son and I entered a new plane as we communed through our hearts. We are all climbing our own ladders and the beauty of this sets my heart on fire. We are all moving closer to our truth, that vibration inside that when you strike it, the tears flow in response.
Yesterday I was sent an email describing a workshop on creating sacred spaces. You know
that recently I had decided to only be in the workshop of my heart. Yet this workshop woke something inside me as I tingled all over and KNEW without a shadow of a doubt, that this was part of me. Part of my work on the planet. I had done this before, the memories quivered inside as a strong knowing lit up every cell with a bright light. Oh, the delight of feeling this again! To feel a connection to some part of myself, to feel a tug towards some out picturing of a mastery that I had attained in another incarnation. Teaching in a new way, yet teaching all the same. I am getting that everything will look different than what my mind has conceived. If I remain open, if I climb the ladder of my heart with courage and resolve, I will be gifted with a sweeter taste than any previously imagined.
Archangel Metatron has been speaking to me through others’ channelings and the whispers of my heart. I love that since I began calling to him, he has responded so lovingly to me. He wrote about a group of us who have chosen to be single at this point in our lives to work towards our mastery. To truly embrace the gifts of our soul and its wisdom. Many being women in the fifties category. I cried when he said that it was not because we had failed at relationship nor were incapable of finding someone but rather that we had set this time aside for ourselves to truly win our mastery. That resonated with me and I know its truth.
It truly helps to have these confirmations appear when I am in need! I love that the universe works in this way. We are each gifted our truth of the moment and all that supports that next step will be there. I am filled with awe as I witness this time and time again.
Time for a nap. Gratitude for all that has come. Grateful for a couple of dear friends who have stepped forth to offer a sheltering space for this inward time of mine. Who have understood my back and forth, up and down, moment to moment life. I do not need it at the moment as I have a space provided but to know that there is a home waiting for me, is a gift of immeasurable comfort. Archangel Michael had told me that I would never lack a home but would be offered many and he is true to his word. My homelessness is part of my path at this time and I accept all that entails at this moment. To be the receiver when being the giver was ever the more comfortable path.
Truly, we are not the easiest folks to be around with our intensity as this birthing is taking place. Thank you to all who have shown me love in this lifetime and particularly to those who are supporting me at this critical juncture where I am more vulnerable than I have ever been. My heart receives and radiates this love in deepest gratitude.