Intensely Wonderful

Everywhere I look, I feel the energies intensifying. We have the All Hallow’s Eve approaching along with 3I Atlas and a multitude of wonders from our sun. All to thin the veils to a gossamer texture that you can almost see through. Everything is here…..the past, the future, our loved ones who have passed on. All realms stand open to us. Our shadows are on display for all to see. No more hiding. We see this playing out on the political and social scenes as more hidden agendas come to light.

My, we set up this play for the maximum contrast. We wanted to experience separation, to come to know how it would feel to be separate from Source. We set up polarity, black- white, good-evil. We rigged the game so that differences could be used to divide and conquer. Skin color, political belief, religious belief, gender, income…any and all ways that we could try on the feeling of being different, being alone, being marginalized. We followed the program to the letter, judgment a powerful tool to keep our ego afloat, believing that it was in some way superior to anyone or anything.

We forgot that we are part of our Mother Earth, that she has sustained us and allowed the exploitation of her resources so that we could grow and learn. We forgot that we are creator beings, one with Source. This was all intentional on our part. We wanted to evolve and chose Earth School as one of the best to do so. How blessed we are to be here, taking part in the time of transformation. It is well under way. Unity consciousness is returning. The earth has made her decision to move forward to join the other planets in a rose galaxy of higher awareness. She has been patient as we worked through our issues, allowed our growth. Now, the light is returning and there is no stopping it.

We stood in line to get a ticket to be here now. It is maddeningly difficult yet there abides a slipstream of consciousness to drop into that offers ease and grace. Our souls remember peace, unity, and what unconditional love felt like. When we touch it, our hearts expand in wonder. Ah, this is what awaits. This is why we are here. We came to transform all the separation and return to the womb of creation. We came to partake in this shift of the ages.

Our souls know our part. We are coded with alarm bells that go off with perfect timing. It is up to us, to heed the bell. To awaken to our greater selves. To see through the illusion that we all had a part in creating, and to walk a path long planned into the Golden Age of Peace.

As the light pours in, the shadows arise to be seen, to be felt and ultimately, loved for how they served us. Then they can be let go, like grey mist arising in the morning. The sun of love is then free to shine out. Feel it all, let the emotions run through our bodies and out into the ether to be returned to Source.

On a physical side, this shows up as random aches and pains….some sudden and sharp, some dull and pervasive. Sudden illnesses, even sudden deaths are becoming the norm. Our bodies temperature gauges are recalibrating, as solar flares and flashes move through us. Symptoms vary widely, but all bodies are experiencing some version of change.

Our emotional bodies are stretched by these energies. Folks are snapping with anxiety, with flashes of anger, with grief that can drop you down a deep well. We are completing contracts, finishing up lifetimes where things were left undone. We are bringing it all back to LOVE. All must be unwound, untangled, sorted and understood on some level. We begin to see every experience as one we have created for our own growth. All of us players in one another’s stories. Sometimes we are the villain, sometimes the prince. All roles valid, all roles serving the greater whole.

There is only playing our part with determination. To give our all to it. To resolve to bring it all back to truth which is love. There is only the love.

Our creator abilities are returning. Telepathy, teleportation are within reach. New technologies that spring from within, are starting to come online. Wonders beyond our imagination, are as close as a whisper. I can feel them stirring in the air around me. My cells dance in anticipation.

Hold on, hold on my loves. We are coming home. This journey of trials is about to reach its end. We have done so well. Drink that in and keep going. Find the love in everything and everyone. See the beauty that is always on display, somehow, somewhere. Look within and stoke your inner flame. That is what will see you safely through this passage. It is a vibrational doorway that cannot be accessed by any means outside of self. We are become LOVE. That frequency is the key that opens the door. It is open to all who are ready. Let us lift our hearts together and ride this tidal wave of love into the new land that awaits.

Self Care

My daughter has inspired me with her new practice of writing down three things each morning that she will do for her own self care. She has found it helpful as a busy mom of a nine month old baby, a ten year old boy and sixteen year old stepdaughter. Different ages with different needs that often compete. Add in a spouse and house and garden and it is easy to lose oneself.

It was a thing unheard of in my day. I grew up in an era where self care was not considered. The idea would have been viewed as selfish and we all know that you did not want to be that. We were programmed to be quiet, obedient and useful. Emotions were not to be shared nor expressed in any way. It could lead to punishment. Thinking of yourself, your desires was not encouraged. The usual answer to an inquiry about a desire was a solid NO. Most times, you knew better than to even ask.

This new practice is something that I am adopting in an effort to better care for myself. My list this morning looks like this:

I will unpack that turquoise thermal coffee mug I bought on my trip to visit my friend at the ocean a few weeks back. I bought it as the color cheered me and the word, Enjoy was emblazed upon it. I have a Yeti coffee mug which serves me well. But it is dark grey. It fits in my car’s cup holder so it is useful for those times that I depart in the wee hours to drive down for a day with my daughter and her children. This one has a shape that does not fit my cupholder yet does work for times around the house or yard. I had decided to gift it to a friend who also loves the color. This is an old pattern….gifting things to others as if I do not deserve such treats. There is the pleasure of bringing pleasure to others that brings me joy. Yet, bringing a small pleasure to myself is more unfamiliar. I want to change that.

I will light a candle on my kitchen counter as I wash dishes. For the simple cheer of it.

I will make time for some yoga this morning to stretch my body.

In talking about this with a friend, she shared her latest practice of doing one thing different each day. A way to wake oneself up a bit from our routines and habits. This morning I brushed my teeth with the opposite hand. It felt strange. A tiny change but one that brought more awareness to the act.

At the end of the day, my daughter is writing what she is grateful for. I have an old journal that I had dedicated to this practice years ago. It is a good one, to keep our perspective light and bright.

Our world is in overwhelm on every front. The old ways are collapsing which brings up fears that often result in anxiety and anger. I had a day recently where anger poured through me in a torrent. I felt overwhelmed and surprised by its force. It was fiery and fierce. I felt that I could have burned everything to the ground. I was clearing out stuff…the weight of it all felt so heavy. Then different aspects of life made themselves known to me. I could feel the unfairness of so much that society imposes, the lies we are told, the path we are steered to. All of it converged into that waterfall of pain that poured through me. We, humans are such amazing beings. How we keep going, working under such yokes of control. It is impressive. We continue to find joy, to be kind, to be creative. A wonder! We are beings of wonder.

A friend shared with me a vision of a grey mist covering the earth. She knew that she had the power to do something about it. She breathed in her own light and gently blew out her love and light to dissolve it. Using force against darkness, establishes it more firmly. Her gentle response moved and cleared the mist. She had done what she was shown to do with a soft touch.

My day of anger was not soft..it was like a roaring river ready to overturn me and others. At times, we have to allow that energy its freedom to run. By pouring through me, feeling its intensity and then releasing it to the earth, it cleared what was mine to do. It was not pretty, nor pleasant. It was effective. This I know.

We are being shown more and more, how to use our light to assist in co-creating this new world that our hearts desire. As we each care for ourselves, we lift the weight on the world. We open a field of love that is ripe for planting. I am imagining the flowers that I wish to see bloom. Seeding the field with our hearts’ flames. All quietly working to tip the scales and bring the new.

May we each play the part that we are called to. May we care for ourselves with great tenderness. May we share our love with one another and this beautiful earth that we are privileged to call home.