A community gathering on the common in our village.

The experience of repeating themes, as expressed in the old movie, Groundhog Day, came alive this morning. I have not felt the energy to write much here. I was guided to search back in this blog to my beginning writings. So much is the same.Writing about community, unity, lovelight. Seeking to know more of myself and the world. Seeking understanding and allowing the writing to bring clarity.

The spiral continues to flow as we touch and retouch areas of our lives as well as energies from other lifetimes. All cycling to completion. Every experience looking to be returned to the truth of love at its core. When I have encountered entities of heavy energy, the request is the same, they wish to be released back to the Oneness, back to the love. Many cling to the darkness in a host and attempt to keep alive on that food yet it is not the nourishment any of us need. Everything desires the return. Everything desires to know itself as love.

We have played this separation game to its limit and now we are in the lifetime of bringing all to completion. Any outstanding karmic relationships or lessons, are brought to the fore to be seen and experienced. Once we allow ourselves to feel all of the emotions surrounding the situation we are freed to glean the wisdom found within.

The path laid out for us by our I AM presence.

I look back at writings from twelve years ago and see how I knew so much of this at that time, yet here I am, still learning to be all of the love. Layers upon layers unfolding, we have to be so gentle with ourselves. Our higher selves know how to pace us, they know what we can handle and will move us as we are able…often it feels like we are not able! Yet, we are so loved and blessed in our guidance that walks us ever closer to the truth of who we are.

I am grateful that the seeking and searching is gone. Mostly I abide in peace. I feel stretched to the maximum as I show up each day. There are no big magical moments, everything is muted. I follow the thread of joy that each day weaves. A heart on my bar of soap, reminding me that I am loved. Laughter with my granddaughter as we inhabit her imaginary worlds. Baking scones and cupcakes to brighten the working days of my sons. Swimming at the lake with my daughter and grandson. Supporting my daughter-in-love who has less than three weeks remaining until her due date. Feeling the soul preparing for the descent which feels sooner than the due date indicates. Marveling that I am not called to support this one or anchor him or her as was the case with my other two grandchildren. A positive sign to me that the frequency of the planet has risen allowing more ease for souls entering in.  As well, my son, his wife and their two year old, hold a chalice of lovelight that has the strength to receive and hold this being of lovelight.

Perhaps as time collapses more and more, reflection will be a thing of the past as we are called to presence in each moment. Now and now and now. That is how it feels to me.