As snow covers the landscape, we enter a black and white world. The sun is an infrequent visitor to this land, you see it trying to break through in white bands illuminating the cloud cover. I sit here with hot coffee, watching the snow swirling beyond my windows, colors blazing in my heart.

December offers us the bright cheery lights of Christmas, the smell of evergreens inside, the crafting times of making gifts. Imagining giving another the joy of a present, intending that they will feel your presence as a flame of love in the choice you have made. I have the fun of crafting gifts with my grandchildren, for gift their parents. It is one of my favorite things to do. Teaching them sewing, cutting, gluing, printmaking…whatever skills they are capable of for their age. I have a two, four and 3/4s (as she points out to one and all) and a ten year old to craft with this year, so I have a range of ideas for them to create.

What will I create in this new world that is rapidly approaching? December holds magic that I have long dreamed of. I began talking about a Christmas of magic and miracles two decades ago when my kids were in their twenties. I felt it so powerfully. This is a downside of being given visions….you have to learn to live with the space between the sight of the vision and the time of it coming into fruition. It caused me heartache for years until I realized that I was given the visions to hold in my heart rather than to feel the weight of responsibility to make them happen in my world. It was not mine to do, only to feel fully and trust in the unfolding in divine timing.

Over the years, I have repeated my mantra of magic and miracles at Christmas and my family nod their heads and say, “We know, Mama, we know, the time of magic and miracles is here.”

Now it is coming true! This Christmas will see changes in our physical world that cannot be denied. My inner being is lit up like a Christmas tree with excitement. I sense a shift that has begun on the inner planes for all of us. Our sun and the sun behind the sun, have been gifting us with light that illumines. It has penetrated deep within our cellular structures to unearth our deepest shadows and grief. Traumas that were long buried are rising to be seen and felt. New aches and pains in the body, illnesses appearing, some sharp and quick, others lingering. Accidents slowing folks down as their bodies call them to tend to their spirits. Many beings departing, having done what they came to do on this earth. Feelings of deep sadness, dreams and waking memories of pain from events that were unbearable….all coming to the fore. These are gifts of healing, as once allowed space to rise, the emotions that our five year old self could not face, our adult self, can. The trick is to not run, to not hide from the emotions, but to fully feel them. It might look like allowing space for grief or sadness to be your world for a time. It can take hours or days…..it takes the time it takes. I will at times, watch a sad movie or read a sad book to help me cry out some of the grief. I recall a fellow administrator from my working days, asking what I was going to do on a Friday night after a grueling week. I told him that I was going to go home and watch a sad movie and sob my heart out. He looked at me, and said, “Wow, I wish that I could do that.” Men, more heavily than women, have been programmed to not allow their emotions full expression.

Your way of allowing the emotions space, may look like red hot anger that wants to lash out at those who caused the initial harm. It may show up as irritation with everyone, it may come as an aversion to socializing with anyone. There are as many guises as there are traumas. All are asking to be seen, to be felt. We can take the hand of our five year old self, or our thirty- three year old self….any age that shows up with pain. We can hold them, comfort them, assure them that we see them and acknowledge what happened to them. We can hold the larger vision of how we chose such an experience to grow in spirit, in love. We came to bring all the shadow world of guilt and shame and pain into the light of the new dawn. To free ourselves of the weight of wrong doing, to remember that we chose the experiences we wished to try on. That we knew that we could walk them all back to love, no matter how dark they might have been. We knew that light can transform all of it into peace.

Why I had not been taught that if I was willing to sit in the darkened landscape of my troubling emotions and experiences, I would be led to a place of peace? It was a revelation to me. Peace on the other side of pain? Wondrous.

So as this dark, heavy energy lifts, we step out of the prisons of our minds that kept us caged in the world of, “You are not enough, you are bad, you are flawed, you are guilty, you are the cause of another’s pain.” We begin to speak to ourselves as we would to a toddler, we offer ourselves grace and heaps of love for all that we have lived. We let others off the hook for past miscreations. We then take on the more difficult task, of letting ourselves off the hook.

Everything begins within us and works its way out. The physical realm is the densest and therefore, the last to feel this shift. It is happening, slowly but surely. I can feel my cells beginning to dance, to hum in a new way. Harmony is being restored so that our bodies will reflect radiant health. Imagine the freedom offered when our cells move in joy, no longer weighed down. We are entering a world beyond our imaginings. Our minds are limited to what they have known or observed in this dense realm. Now we are asked to shed all the old so as to move with joy into the new era of peace. Moving into joy takes effort as we were taught to protect ourselves, to hold back, to keep a buffer of this reality in place so that our hearts could survive.

Surrender, letting go, allowing and trusting…our new bywords. May this December flow in with grace. May ease and joy fill our days. May we all look forward to the birth of our own Christed nature. Christ as a consciousness that we are all destined to embody. Jesus and many other masters have walked the path to show us the way. Not to be worshiped but to be emulated. May we see the Christ in one another and walk it within ourselves. We are worthy. We are light. We are love. It is time to let ourselves shine and light up this world!

Have you noticed being a bit off of late? It seems that we are between frequencies. They overlap or do not quite fit together. Spaces appear. It happened occasionally until I realized it is a glitch. I am pretty coordinated in my physical body. All of a sudden, I went to set down a mug of coffee and chipped a glass sitting next to me. I went to put something in the refrigerator and dropped it to spill all over the floor as my placement was a fraction of an inch, off. I banged my elbow coming around my kitchen island, which I have done thousands of times with spatial awareness of my body and the island.

At first, I put it down to tiredness or an off day but it has happened so much of late that I began to sense that it was part of a bigger picture. Our landscape has become more fluid, wobbly, overlaps and holes. Like a puzzle where a piece looks right but when you try to place it, it does not quite fit.

Time is doing this also. An hour can disappear as well as stretch endlessly. I can have a conversation with someone and then ask…….wait, did we just have this conversation before?? As if some things are on a loop, going round and round. What is true at this moment?

This to me, is so exciting! The mighty shift into the golden age of peace is upon us. So much remains internal as that is the seed of the new. Yet…and yet…..it is now becoming more apparent in our physical reality. Oh, how I have awaited this day for decades. To see our world morph into the truth of the beauty that she is. To feel the love light up our hearts and to share it with all.

Yesterday, we had a family gathering for a birthday celebration. The four grandkids, from ten to ten months old, were so sweet and kind to one another. We shared delicious food, laughter, play outside with some on the swings, some playing wiffle ball, some pulling the last of the carrots from the garden. Everyone delighting in our togetherness as we came in to warm ourselves by the fire for cake and gifts. The joy felt so expanded. I could see spirals going out into the ethers. Hearts all over this planet, connecting, sharing, creating a grid of lovelight that is available to all to access.

This is just the beginning! Wonders await us all.

There is much to notice in these times. As I sit here appreciating the early light on this first morning of the time change, which I am not a fan of, the overcast sky lights up with bands of brilliant pink. Hot pink, clear and bright. I was fortunate to catch it as it lasted for mere moments before fading into a whisper of pale, barely there color blending back into the grey sky.

Everything is calling us to presence. The light pouring in is lifting the old heaviness. Emotions, physical aches and pains that have weighed us down, are easing. As we stay present and witness all that is arising, we can allow it space to be felt, to be seen and acknowledged. Once we do that, it is quite miraculous how things shift. The energies are fast so what once took years of therapy or months of journaling, now lifts off in a day or an hour or a blink of time. We are being gifted. We are emptying ourselves of the old baggage that cannot move into the higher frequencies that our dear Mother Earth is moving into.

The other morning, I awoke with an intense feeling of aloneness. I have been on my own for the past two decades. Not something I foresaw but the years have rolled along and here I am. I am grateful for how comfortable I am on my own. I have come to savor my alone time, knowing it necessary for my soul. Yet, these feelings of loneliness crashed over me….poor me, all alone. I sat with it all as I drank my morning coffee, watching the birds feast on the elderberry bushes outside my window. They have a flock of mates. I have no mate.

Gradually, mirroring the way the morning hot pink intensity faded into wisps of pale pink, the feelings faded. I knew myself to be so loved. I could feel all of the support that surrounds me in the etheric realms, my own I AM presence, dear Sophia, holding me close. I am blessed in this realm with beautiful children and grandchildren who shower me with love. Friends lift my heart and walk beside me.

We are all cherished, none of us walks alone. I imagined hugging that dear aspect of myself, close. I whispered love notes into her ear. I soothed her brow and brushed her hair behind her ears. All is well. You are loved. You are so beautiful.

This is the new forming landscape we are invited into. A friend shared how she found herself letting things go. She was working on a committee and one of the members was micromanaging some of the set ups. My friend felt it was opposite of her new way of letting things be. Her old self would have attempted to manage the others style of directing things. She laughed that she had felt the desire to teach another how to let go by putting her ways on the other. Now she could simply allow the other woman to organize it how she desired and know it was not hers to manage the other woman, in any way.

There is such freedom in letting go of trying to make anything happen or anyone else behave in some prescribed way. This invites in the lightness, the ability to flow with each and every thing that life offers. Trusting that whatever, whomever shows up in our life, is for our growth. Our higher selves are always leading us home. Home to our own Christed nature. Whew, what a relief! We are not in the driver’s seat! It takes a conscious surrender to Source, to the greater whole that we are.

All around me, I am hearing stories and witnessing things beginning to flow. A young woman, found a wonderful property that she could afford. My elder son’s old diesel truck that he had spent frustrating weeks working on, teaching himself how to replace various parts, is now running smoothly. Hallelujah! A friend found himself freed from physical pain and able to once again move freely. Another has sold his business and is feeling the freedom of moving into a life with greater creativity.

Folks are moving into a time of sharing their gifts with the world. This is what we came for. All has felt stuck for so long. Now the wheels are coming free from the muck and beginning to gain traction. I am delighting in sharing these stories with one another as we celebrate each step forward. Begin to notice the lightening. Seek it out and affirm it. As we experience the internal changes to how we move in the world, our external world is now beginning to reflect it. Oh, how we have waited for this time. It will move fast now, accelerating as we acknowledge that it is happening!

Open up to it all. There is a waterfall of light cascading down that seeks to wash us clean. My body and being rejoice. Let all beings feel this. As I lift my heart, I lift yours. What we each do, we do for all. How blessed with are.