Second night after the eclipse and I am still awake at 2:30 a.m. The moon is continuing to light up the night sky and I seem to be traveling with her. Finally, getting out of bed to make myself some raisin toast and a cup of hot water to douse the body’s emptiness.

Post eclipse sensations: We have entered a new world. Every cell in my body acknowledged this truth. This is a new landscape. All that has been, from this lifetime and all others…..suddenly void. Gone. Over. I felt waves moving all day. I would be inspired to take an action, only to feel the energy dissipate within moments. After a few times of this, I felt that I was to simply rest and allow the waves, taking no action. The world was still churning from the energies and by my stillness, I assisted in stabilizing this new frequency, this new landscape we are treading upon.

My mind was running around, wanting to create, to manifest, seeking the hows, the wheres, the whens. I know myself as a creator being…let’s get the show on the road! My heart gave a message of gentleness. Be gentle with me this day. Rest and allow. We have just landed here. We do not know the terrain. We do not know how to operate the machinery of our bodies in this new energy. We do not know anything as yet. Rest, open, allow.

Marveling at the bounty of olives still produced from these old withered trees. Think of the light being produced from these older bodies!

Today I slept for the afternoon, pulled in so deep within the dream. As I surfaced, I felt like the babe in the house, who stretches and opens an eye, half lidded, takes a look around only to retreat back into his dreamland. You see the struggle that it takes to come fully into this realm. He spends his days sleeping and eating with a bit of observing and interacting time thrown in. I feel he is my role model for this now. Care for the body, rest as much as possible, stay close to what offers comfort ( the breast is his favorite place to hang out), interact with others as it gives joy, retreat into dreamland when you have had enough.

There are moments of bliss. I went to the library and came back with two bags full of books. I never know what will engage me so I load up on any title that calls to me. Sometimes half of the books I return unread but I love having the choice at hand. Library trips have always made me feel rich as I walk out with books galore.  I stopped at the store and bought the fixings for lovely snacks as well as bouquets of flowers. I sat out in the yard with a book and snacks, flowers on the table, and felt such peace.  The baby was nursing with his mama, diapers were blowing on the line in the soft breeze, the temperature was in the 80’s after days closer to the hundreds, other family members were spread about, one reading on the couch, one writing at the dining table, one in the kitchen, chopping ingredients for a pot of soup for dinner. Everyone was at peace, involved in what felt like joy in the moment. I proclaimed,  “We are living in heaven, right now. This is heaven.”

I am savoring this newness. I am being gentle with myself in my not knowing. We have just landed. It will take time to acclimate to this new place. Simplicity and slowness feel good. There is so much beauty up ahead and we have time to travel. There is wisdom in allowing the pause, the in breath, the deep sigh. We have done something miraculous. We have anchored the love light on our earth. Wonder. I feel wonder. Gratitude. I feel grateful for each heart on this planet and all those off planet who have assisted in creating this now moment. We are blessed. We are loved. We are love. We are love light streaming. Alleluia.

Boulder basin we camped against.

Waves of energy streaming, dissolving all of our barriers and past. Whew! A time to be grateful for dear friends whom one can share these experiences. I went for an overnight camping trip….noticing how I have a thought and then it manifests. I was speaking about desiring another night out before the weather changes, a few minutes later I was with a friend and she said, ” I feel like going camping tomorrow for one night.” She was surprised when I said, “Me too!” So off we went up into the mountains to enjoy the coolness after the heat of the valley. We weren’t active in our normal way of taking hikes, rather we slept and sat in stillness, absorbing the energies from the boulders and trees surrounding us. Information flowed freely between us, our togetherness triggering greater insights for us both. My foot heat was due to anchoring in new frequencies. When we took a nap, we both saw how our energy fields were utilized as an anchor for new streams coming in. Golden light pouring through us into the earth and rising from the earth also. Our job, simply to be with it all and allow.

The lake that offered the water element to us.

A couple of days ago, I felt completely without a shell, permeable, vulnerable, weepy. It was as if I were disintegrated, dissolved. No form, no identity. This has happened before on this path as we have gone through the letting go process, time and time again. I am grateful to feel a greater allowing, more acceptance in the moments. My entire intestinal tract emptied and I heard, “You are being emptied in order to be infilled with the new light.” I had planned to stay at a dear friend’s cottage for the weekend to give my daughter’s new little family some alone time as the other members of the household were gone. One minute I felt up to that but then I was not. I could not be in any new space, even though it was a space I knew well and loved. Instead honoring my vulnerability, I chose to stay with my youngest son, as his field offered me stability and comfort. It is so important to honor ourselves and take any steps we can to nurture ourselves during these intense waves of energy. Sharing with others offers assistance, knowing we are all being impacted in various ways but feeling the common thread running through it all is comforting.

Love the way nature writes her poetry for me to read.

There is much written about this fourth blood moon eclipse that will occur on Sunday, the 27th. I sense the changes within and know that is where it occurs. I feel the excitement, the creativity flowing in my dream state. Old memories releasing their sting, my palms and feet chakras aflame with new potential. My deepest heart’s desire for a beautiful home in nature with my beloved and the love pod about, rising to the surface in new hues of love light. The knowing that we each experience our world through our own filter. If I dream you as a member of my love pod, and that is not your dream……you can still show up in my pod as I create it. You will be alive in my reality, all the while living your dream. We are alive on so many levels and planes, there is no limit to what we can do as we allow ourselves to know once again, that we are creator gods.

For years, I have asked my own higher self, Sophia, why I could not seem to create my dreams in this third dimensional plane. It seemed to me to be the quickest way to get folks curious about the inner life, as they could witness material manifestations. Divine timing was the answer I got. All must bow to divine timing. Now, I still am without any sense of the how to do it, yet I sense I will begin to create my dreams as will so many of us. The hundred monkey effect will then spread this new creational frequency about the globe so that all lack, all separation, all that is not love, will fall away.

Playing with crystals and fairy lights at our campsite. The crystals loved being infused with the colored lights. One of the ways we have fun while camping!

We are here to bring heaven to earth. We have waded through lifetimes of muck and mire to get here. Just recalled when I was being shown that my foot intensity was due to anchoring in new frequencies, my friend was guided to ask, what I was wearing on my feet. I saw golden sandals that then flashed to ones made of mud, of the earth. The images flashed back and forth and I sobbed. We are literally bringing the frequencies of heaven, the golden light, to earth, the material plane. Gaia can shine as she was always meant to, rich in bounty and beauty. Her children singing with her rather than weighing her down with demands. Joy!

I sensed a shifting as all in this universe, multiverse, moved to the next level. I felt a grieving as I let go of my old role as a frequency holder (though I am so beyond tired of this role) while also feeling the joy of my new role as a master creator. When I have pondered where I will be in the near future as my adult children and new grandson make plans to depart for other places, I have asked the where question. My answer has been, ” Let go of the where, focus on the feeling. That is what will take you there. ” I felt a sense of panic when my daughter told me of their departure date, feeling the wee one was too young yet to travel cross country. The panic receded and now there is only peace. All is well. My mind does not know how or why but my heart knows, all is well. Be at peace.

This earthplane offers so many gifts. I am drinking them in.

The veils of separation are dissolving. We are knowing that we are one, within and without. This gives me a deep sense of peace. I open myself to this new light with a grateful heart. May we all know ourselves blessed as this blood moon eclipse offers us a transfusion of liquidlovelight.  Breathe it in. Allow it to work its magic. Open to receive its gifts. May they be all that you desire. I love us all so.

A glorious tree being connecting heaven and earth.

I am here. Present with my aching feet…..new sensation. Rash on one foot, sore heel on other. It feels as if my feet have already moved into a new dimensional space, testing it out, getting a sense of the landscape.

I notice that I can no longer attend to more than one thing at a time.  I can no longer drive and talk, cannot write and carry on a conversation, even eating and conversing becomes somewhat challenging. The little prince who arrived as a grandchild, has had a hand in this. To be with him, requires a stillness, a slowing down, presence. He does not demand nor direct with words, his essence communicates with eloquence. He is showing me the new, the telepathic communication that is rich with light and sound. A packet unfurling in multidimensional splendor, a light show in my being that offers richness and depth that our language cannot reach. I find myself holding him and giggling in delight.

Thank you to all my dear friends who have experienced my abrupt ending of a phone conversation or interaction as I learn to navigate this demand for presence with more grace. We are in the training wheel stage of new ways of communicating, of being with one another. As I leave one focus, I enter fully into the next. No longer having the recent past as a filter that I view the present through. Here……and now here……here. Separate, new and yet all part of the love stream.

Nature and babies both offer easy transport to the now.

In this now, witnessing the strands flowing outward to create the next now moments. My daughter and hubby and baby intend to depart in a few weeks for their northern home. My elder son and his love are letting go of their apartment and lifestyle to head out to explore the next where. My younger son will be doing the same, to discover his and his finance’s next where. My former hubby will hold down the family fort, graciously storing everyone’s boxes while each journeys. He is experiencing change in his work world that may propel him on a journey to newness. Where will I head as this love pod disperses? I just read a post somewhere describing the nomadic, no home, lifestyle so many of us have adopted, as home free rather than homeless. Interesting idea, free to move at an inner calling, free from so much that tethers. Add that nesting instinct that lives within, the desire for structure, connection to place. Tethering. Beauty in both forms. I am desiring to create the home once again. Interested in how it could be new, how fluidity could coincide with form. How tethering could exist as a gossamer thread that allowed flight. How community could be a stroll from my doorstep.

My present life is an adventure in communal living. Grandparents, adult children, grandchild under one roof. The next step is the love pod communities where we each have our own space, be it tiny or sprawling, designed to suit our interests and desires. Where a community hub exists that nurtures and supports all through shared activities. Where harmony is achieved through resonance rather than rules. The utopian society that I dreamt of in my youth, the tribe come together once again. Yet a tribe without the yoke  carried by the old. Belonging, being seen and appreciated for one’s gifts, the delight in sharing those gifts. Freedom and connection. Fluid and tethered. Sovereign and united. A life of and, and and……not either or. I have long dreamt it. It exists. I am dreaming my way to it. Perhaps I am living the love that allows it to flow to me. Magnetizing it by my heart light. Yes, that feels good. What are you dreaming and magnetizing into existence?

Shards of glass, I was reading something about turning them into reflective light. Feeling into times when I felt pierced to the quick, a shard finding its way into my heart’s core. We are programmed to feel the pain, to hide it deep under layers, to take it out whenever a tone of similar resonance plays in our world, and to injure ourselves afresh.

In this now, we are called to a new way. No longer viewing it as glass that cuts and causes bleeding. Rather, we can see it as a crystal gift, asking us to hold it aloft, to view its beauty and purpose from a higher vantage point. We are reminded that we called it forth into our world and that the other who presented it, is a soul friend, gifting us with exactly what we need. We can allow it to fully flow its energy through our being, whether that be sorrow or anger or pain. Once felt, we can release its reflective light to the All that is, adding to the shimmering rainbow frequencies of love light. Our hearts, clear and strong, free to beat out the tune of love that is our nature. No longer a repository of hurts and slights. Nothing hidden in its depths, all open in transparency.

How joyous, this new way. There is an ease and lightness that enters in as we accustom ourselves to this flow. I have been experiencing this in dreamtime. Awakening with an old injury alive within my heart, breathing in the feelings and calling in the violet flame of transmutation to lift them back to the love light. No more questioning why the feelings are there, no need to understand any of it, no longer impatient with the seemingly repetitive nature of some of the feelings, rather witnessing it all. Allowing the hollowness, the cloud that descends, knowing of the clearing that is inevitable. Riding through it with an open heart, feeling the wildness that allows.

The earth splitting and releasing the old energies to welcome in and nourish the new blossoming.

My life is reflecting through a new lens these days. After years of Being, rather than doing, I am now actively doing. My daughter has returned from her Canadian home to await the birth of her first child. She intends a home water birth. I told her she was like a salmon, returning to this place where she was born at home to birth her baby.
My former husband, dear friend, has invited me here to assist in preparing the home for her and be her companion during this time. The house is always glad to have me back. I bring her back to beauty. The house rejoices in the gathering of the five members of this family in a circle of love and harmony. My daughter’s partner, soon to be husband will be the new addition as we all come to create a chalice of love light for this sweet soul to flow into. My daughter has chosen to not know the sex of the baby, but rather to focus on this being who is coming to bring diamond frequencies.

Days later, and a baby boy has come to us. We are all living in loveland with this wee being of the immense light. As my youngest son says, “Holding him is a meditation”. He connects you to Source as he emanates love light. When he opens his eyes and gazes at you, every fiber of your being desires to be all that you are. He calls you up higher. My daughter and her husband, waited days to decide on a name. He seemed so beyond a name to us all…we call him, Little Prince. He truly came trailing starlight.

It is such a gift to offer ourselves in service to this being. There are four or five of us in attendance, cleaning, freshening, cooking, grocery shopping, washing diapers, arranging fresh flowers, and the joy of joys, offering arms to hold him. My daughter was in tears one night, thanking us for assisting her so and we all agreed it was our joy. It feels holy and sacred as we each offer our talents to the little prince and his queen of a mother. As I live this, I send out the intent for every new mother and babe to be thus cradled in love and attention. It is the way of the new. All children deserve to have their mom’s and dad’s full attention during their first moon period on this earth. Grandparents, uncles, aunts, friends in attendance to shower them with love as that is what they have come from and know.

Flowers are the frequency of love for me, color and form offered in songs of praise.

I have dreamed of the love pods forever it seems and now I am living a micro version of it. There is such a sweetness saturating our interactions, we flow in a sea of love. Today is my first day out and about as I have been called to hold a physical balance for this babe in the home. The baby’s other grandparents are in attendance today, having made the long drive from Quebec to California to welcome this one. There is a language barrier as they speak French and have limited English, and I have zero French. Yet our hearts connect and our eyes swell with tears as we share in our love of this little baby.

Love is all that there is. We are so blessed in this babe come to remind us all. My heart is rejoicing as the earth is now of a frequency that can support this high light. Wonder of wonders! My heart is singing a continuous song of Hosanna. I am so grateful for these beautiful souls landing in, for all who support and anchor them, for all who have done the clearing work to make this possible. We have entered a new age. September holds magic for us all as we open to the truth of our beings. I am living the wonder.

(No photos of the little prince to be published as his mama weaves her wise, protective energy about him).