Addendum to Easter Eve

Posted on March 26, 2016 by lovelylinda

When I said that I could feel the inner laughter as we are all going through our last issues, I meant in no way, laughing at anyone. What I see is the courage and grace that we embody as we each walk our piece of life back to love. Our humanness may get attached to the story yet our souls know only the glory of what we have committed to do here on this earth. In my circle of friends, I witness diseases being walked back to love as individuals hold the energy of love and fearlessness and peace in the face of the old energies of hopelessness or despair. I witness ones transmuting pain from Mother Earth through their bodies. I witness old programming of our vulnerability to illness through germs being exploded. So much of what we have been taught has kept us acting small and contracted.

To know ourselves as light, to know that we create our own world, is such freedom. To accept what comes that may not be in a pretty package, yet moving in the knowing that we may be unwrapping it in love for the good of all. There is so much beneath the surface, so much brilliant light and love weaving new worlds of peace. I am in gratitude for each one of you, for what you have chosen to walk back to love in your life. I look about me and wonder how you find the courage and strength. I honor the holiness of your path as I honor mine. We can walk beside one another in love. We cannot change one another’s journey, take a burden from them, change their chosen path yet we can walk beside them.

That is what the laughter is about…..the knowing that we have all chosen our parts, that this is a grand play that is drawing to a close. That the new play is about to open. We get to play our true selves in all of our glory. Oh my! What radiant beings we are. Whether we play our parts from this earthly realm or another, it matters not. All are contributing, all are a part of this marvelous cast. We are blessed and bless all in our expression of our truth. Oh, and our new costumes!!! Radiance and wonder. Beauty and shimmering colors that sing the song of love and oneness. I am so in love with us!

Easter Eve Update

Posted on March 26, 2016 by lovelylinda

A baby shirt proclaiming truth.

As I look at my posts, I see it has been two and a half months since I have written. What have I been doing? Hmmm….I have been steeping myself in my divinity. I have been so in the process that to write felt foreign. There have been such waves of creativity surging and swirling yet to capture any into form would narrow the outcome. I knew only to allow them, to play with the surges in my dreamtime, to create in my heartspace and let it all flow. No attachment, no seeking to hold on; rather reveling in the beauty and spaciousness offered. Trusting always to the timing, divine timing. The dreaming has taken all my energy. I have been blessed with a sweet cottage under the shelter of a towering oak as well as the hearts of dear friends, a refuge to dream in. My body safe and rooted so that my being could soar through these energies.

Viewing with our old eyes, it appears that all is in chaos. Fear, confusion, strife and pain seem highlighted. Extremes are present everywhere as our underbelly comes to the surface to be seen. To be loved. This is the time of true courage, this is the time we have waited for. When presented with all the dross, can we see within it, the desire to return to love? All wishes to become the All. We each desire to be all that we can be. Everything on this earth, desires the same, especially our Mother Earth! We breathe it in, filter it through our loving hearts and breathe it back out as radiant flames of liquidlovelight. Every particle, every jot of the illusion, breathed in through the magenta flame, the fiery furnace of love residing in each of our hearts and breathed out as a stream of that love light. Oh, what a privilege it is to have a body in order to be a transfiguring flame of love.

There are ” I love yous” everywhere if you have eyes to see.

On March first, I awoke with my cells singing a song of resurrection. They informed me that I had stood in the resurrection flames in order to be the pillar of peace and love that I am. This is what is on offer for all of humanity with the Easter energies. It is not tied to religion, rather it is a gift from each of our Christed selves, to walk once again in our divinity on this beautiful earth. Each footstep clears and permeates the earth with our golden Christed light.

It begins within, as we explore our inner being and allow all to be returned to the home of love. At this time, everyone is being gifted freedom, if they choose to take it. Whether that freedom comes in the form of a disease, a loved one passing, loss of a home, a job…..the list is as varied as our human nature….all serving our freedom. It may look like anything but freedom, yet it is offered from your Christed being to your humanness as a gateway, a portal to freedom. I am witness to turmoil in many around me and as I listen to the stories with my heart, my inner being is laughing in joy as it knows the truth. It knows the perfection of it all and that all of the struggle is given in order to bring our conditioned fears and beliefs back to love. I can no longer fool myself with the illusion. Every cell within knows the truth of love.

This peace is blessed. It allows me such freedom to be. To take in all around me and see it with new eyes. It is Spring here in California. Mother Nature is showing the way with her abundance….water rushing wildly down rivers and streams, mountains covered in glorious snowy cloaks of shimmering light, flowers sending forth wafts of the sweetest scents and birds singing the joy of the new. Love is in every spore released to the winds. The elementals are dancing in delight as more of the earth is freed from the shadowlands and returned to lovelands. We are moving into our creator abilities. My palms were infused on the first eclipse with an energy from times past that will create worlds anew. Each blast of light…..eclipse, equinox, eclipse and now Easter….bringing forth remembrance of who we are. We are gods come again to this earth.

All the clearing, all the healing, all the striving coming full circle. No more waiting, no more anxiety, no more wondering. I AM here, as are you. We are one. Each of us bringing forth our gifts to benefit the whole. By being, we are doing our job. We are the light of love. We weave tapestries of love light that shimmer and glow and vibrate at tones that bring tears. Threads of light are vibrating in patterns of harmony that will bring about the love pods that I have dreamed of for so long. All will come to fruition. We are in charge of the timing as we each allow all to flow into us as the gift that it is. Resisting nothing. No need to understand it all, simply to walk our paths and allow our hearts to do their magic spinning of straw into gold. Any vestige of the old pain filled path, will arise for our consideration. It is our choice to transmute it or relive, recreate it. We are being offered freedom by ourselves for ourselves. Dare we love ourselves enough to know that we deserve the path of ease and grace? Can we lay down the old nobility of suffering pathways and embrace joy? It is time.

This lily holding herself up, a chalice to be filled with the Christed light.

We are enough and more than enough! We are love and beauty and goodness and delight. Own your divinity and it will play melodies within your heart. I sing love songs to myself throughout the day and this earth sings them back to me. My frequency has landed for the first time in the eons of lifetimes I have stood on this earth. I rejoice in this knowing as it is what I came to do in all my myriad incarnations. My body shook with sobs as this was made known to me. Look into the eyes of the babes being born now. They come in full remembrance of the love that is. We have secured a platform that they may stand upon. Their pure love light will be nurtured and sustained. Oh my, what a blessing for us all!

Embrace your Christed self this Easter, open the egg of your own beautiful being and savor the taste. You are so brilliant in your love light. I bow before each of your hearts as I embrace my own.

Shifting Perspectives

Posted on January 12, 2016 by lovelylinda

I was getting ready to send this card off to a friend, when it occurred to me how amazing it is that light can filter into our world, even when all seems to be in shadow. I have lived through many times, as you all have, where it seemed that the light was extinguished. Dark tunnels of time, where there was only the gritting of teeth, the wailing of my soul and an endless tunnel of fatigue that swirled about me.

Yet, a shift happened, a change of perspective occurred, that allowed the light to stream forth and illuminate that darkness. This came back to me today as one dear to me, was feeling boxed in by responsibilities and a job that no longer excited nor motivated him. A cloud of depression hovered over him. An opening was created when he allowed himself to consider a move halfway around the world to take up a job that he had once enjoyed. The attraction came as his friends informed him that the previously harsh work environment had changed dramatically to a much more supportive and sustainable situation. He allowed himself to consider making this move in nine months time. His mood lifted, suddenly his daily life was infused with more joy and peace. He began to relish all the components that made up his day and found new energy to participate in it.

A dead tree provided the nourishment for this amazing crop of mushrooms. How nature shows us the way to make use of all of our dead and shadowed spaces to create anew.

There was no change in his day to day environment. Yet his world experienced a huge shift. I find that so amazing! It truly is all about the lens we choose to view our world through. If we look through a lens of love, expecting and projecting love, that is what we will encounter. We are the creators of our world. At times, we create the shadowland to abide in, as it offers us some treasure that we hid for ourselves about ourselves. I am so grateful for all of my times walking through those lands as they are what helped me to discover jewels about who I am.

I can relax in the knowing that a more awake and aware aspect of myself, is directing this show. I am growing to love everything that flows into my world with a grateful heart. Trusting the dark and the light to reveal their gifts. Trusting to the timing of that knowing. Trusting myself completely!

Musings On This New Year’s Day

Posted on January 1, 2016 by lovelylinda

Lying here watching the flames dance in the fireplace, the dense logs (stone wood, my son calls eucalyptus) resisting then slowly surrendering to the fiery furnace. This is my New Year’s Day morning mediation. As I place myself, solid in form, dense with old beliefs and conditioning, in the fire of the Creator’s love, I observe the transformation. Some aspects of my being catch flame quickly, others take ages to soften, to allow the turning from heavy dark wood to red glowing coals that settle into light airy ash. It takes time and I sense the meditation will take the day.

A vista of delight for my senses. Son, Gabriel’s painting.

A friend was starting off the new year at a meditation retreat. He spoke of the sitting and the dharma talk and my being knew that was in the past for me. Years ago, I went to a Buddhist center in Sante Fe for a calligraphy workshop by a Japanese master. I loved the brushwork but was called to task for my non-observing of the rules of the place. I did not find the walking meditation about the room, the sitting staring at the wall, to hold joy. I went outside and laid under a tree and drifted in peace, until I was harangued for being there. There were signs everywhere admonishing one to “drink your tea in peace”, “walk in mindfulness” while I experienced the server wiping my table to hurry me along as I was drinking my tea in peace. Rules that held form but not embodied by the ones living there. My freedom loving self has not been able to adhere to group rules, awaiting the forming of groups with no need of structure or rules in order to harmonize.

No, give me the solitude of this fire. The freedom to turn to netflix (how fortunate we created such things for these ascension times!), to chocolate chip cookies, to a light novel, to a call with a friend. My meditations are states of being rather than prescribed form. I like my spirit to fly free and at one with what is in my world. I can feel exhaustion descend like a leaden weight only a few minutes later to find myself bustling about changing sheets. I have to flow to follow this self, she is a wonder being full of surprises!

A friend gave me a plant to place in the garden of my new home…I was touched that she sees that coming as I do.

Love, the love. I spent New Year’s Eve with my beloved self. Slight headache and unease in the body, so grateful to be on my own, floating in a quiet space. I have been withdrawn into the stillness this holy week. Three days of pjs and no shower, awake in the night, dead asleep in the day, allowing myself the “coma” of isolation. Outdoors sunlight beckoned but I could not answer, turning to the couch, the pillows and quilt. Now tendrils moving out to loved ones but still the call to stillness. It felt a bit strange this Christmas Day that my three children were all with their new families, the families of their partners. My former hubby with his also. I felt the joy that each had been welcomed by dear hearts and found more love. It brought back memories of that first Christmas with my in-laws and the family that I would become a part of. I felt my alone state with tenderness, knowing the love that only I can offer.

Bright tights and a kaleidoscope, gifts making ready for play.

This path is a strange one, my deep desire for connection, for community and yet no desire to join, to participate in that which brings it. Alone for the most part, awaiting the timing when the frequencies allow my full participation. Trust and trust again. Eight years of this solitary state outside of the marriage and yet it was there in all the years prior. I recently had to fill out forms and wondered at our classification system as you had to choose from: single, married, divorced, widowed, or separated. I did not see sovereign as a choice. I am sovereign. It is time for the old identifying systems to dissolve in the flames.

My soul has been called to hold its note, to swim in this stream on my own. The knowing has grown of all the love and beings that are beside me, my heart full of the love that never ceases to flow from the One Source. The trust has deepened to a fuller note, that has character and staying power. The fire has quieted, a cave of orangey-red coals drawing me in. I trust in my visions of the love pods come, a beloved in form to play with as the year of the fun loving monkey gets underway, co-creative adventures with hearts harmonizing with mine. I look to none of it to fill me, as I know love is an inside job.

Answering the call of this cave of coals with a grateful heart. Allowing the transformation, the rendering to ash. The resurrection. The love. This love, this fiery love! I AM.

Living Our Divinity

Posted on December 20, 2015 by lovelylinda

Ice skating rink lit up on a rainy night.

Awake at 4 a.m. with Christmas carols playing in my ear via headphones, lights of the city’s waterfront sparkling outside the wall of windows, chatting to friends on Facebook across the land, warm quilt covering me, baby’s muffled cries coming from his parents’ room…….I am blessed.

I have been here in Montreal for the past two weeks, tending to my daughter and her new little family. It is such an adjustment to motherhood and parenthood. It has been a privilege to play the role of elder, to ease the tension and witness the resiliency of a powerful young woman. We are such amazing beings!

My heart has been so full….music fills my heart to swelling heights. I love Christmas carols and the soaring voices. This city has a Catholic heritage with its devotion to Mother Mary. I am greeted with her image as I stroll the cobblestone streets, feel her heart in the smiles of the fur hooded folks bustling about, see her love in the eyes of my daughter gazing at her infant son. I feel her sorrow as I hear news of a friend’s reoccurring illness, another friend’s sadness at the urge to call a parent who no longer answers on this plane of being.

I loved this altar in the oldest chapel here.

I am so filled with the wonder and mystery of this life. My heart is singing hallelujah for it all. We have chosen to experience the depths and heights, our hearts miraculous instruments that can shatter and heal to shatter once again…..always growing, evolving in our capacity to feel the thrum of the Creator’s love through it all. We wanted to discover if we could experience a sense of separation from the Oneness that is truth. Could we believe ourselves separate, create darkness so deep we knew ourselves drowned and still find the light of love within?

What a game we agreed to! I am reveling in all of this humanness. I am eating my fill of warm croissants in this French city, drinking hot chocolate made with spices from far away lands, kissing and breathing in my grandson’s presence and delighting in bringing forth smiles by making silly sounds and faces. We hold conversations using light language, remembering who we are to one another. The lights on the tiny Christmas tree seem to waft the fresh pine scent about the condo, diapers fresh from the laundry folded in neat piles fill me with satisfaction as does the smile on my daughter’s face as she nurses her babe to sleep. The French language flowing about me like music at the nearby produce market tucked into the old building next door, the courteous family who runs it, assisting me by going out back to bring me a bunch of kale “fresh from the shower” as I requested something more lively than the limp bunch on display.

A few locks shorn

I followed my daughter’s suggestion to go to her hairdresser, something I do not have a habit of, instead trimming my bangs when they cover my eyes or having a friend give me an occasional trim of my long locks. This small French woman had 40 years at her trade and wasted no words nor movements with her scissors. She told me she could trim my waist length hair but it would do nothing for me. I asked her what her vision was, she told me that she would liberate my hair by chopping most of it off. But she said, as she directed me to the cloak room for a gown to wear, you are not ready. “You have to be ready for change” , she tossed out as she went back to her other customer. As I changed, I asked my body, ” Shall we do this? Do you want your hair cut?” I received a “Yes!” Ok then. The mistress of hair was pleased with my answer, feeling it her due as the master in this situation. I sat and watched as one snip took years of growth off my head. And away we went from there. She spoke of blowdrying and mousse and that you must put in effort if you want to achieve beauty. All foreign ideas, for the most part to my simple routines. We reached a compromise, I walked out with my new swinging hair, old energy left lying on the floor but no coloring of my silver strands as she desired. Blonde, she insisted would create the sex appeal….oh, the fun worlds we each create! I realized that there was a slight attachment to the idea of myself as having long hair and it felt freeing to let that go. How easily we attach to things, people, places, routines. How freeing it is to step out of those confines.

Finding my city legs and loving it! Even the black ensemble…

I followed this, days later, by an afternoon of window shopping by myself as the family enjoyed some together time. I went into a tiny shop with natural fiber clothing sustainably produced here in Quebec. The owner and I had a great time, finding me a few new flowing outfits to match my flowing locks. I love the feel of loose soft clothing. Shopping in regular stores is not my thing, but this experience was fun and full of ease. She made a comment that struck me as we were talking about the mild winter that the East coast is experiencing. She asserted that she loved the lack of snow and warmer temperatures after last year’s brutal winter but felt concerned as she knew it wasn’t good for the planet. I found that so interesting, to enjoy something but pair it with a lashing that this can’t be good. Why not savor the warmth? Feel and express gratitude for the sun this day or whatever is appearing, trusting that the planet knows what she is about. Yes, there is climate change, yes, there are man made practices that have harmed our beautiful planet. Feeling bad does not help, rather it hinders a positive outcome. Focus on that which you desire. Do we know what is right for this earth? Perhaps the whole earth will become temperate and we will be able to eat from the bounty of the warmed earth. I do not know and so I live in appreciation of what is present and allow my love to warm my mother earth as she warms me…or cools me, or rains upon me. All a blessing.

Fun grafetti

We have been trained to feel bad about something, anything. It has been hammered into us, day and night, guilt, shame, the old bogey men out to get us. Where is the training in appreciation, in wonder, in delight? It is flooding this planet at present if we open to it. We are divine beings granted the privilege of walking a planet back to the Creator’s heart of love. How can the wonder of that be lost? Love flooding each cell of my being and all of life. I loved witnessing my daughter talking to their tiny Christmas tree as she gently released its branches, strung it with lights, placed the wooden star she made with her dad last year, on top and gave it a drink of lukewarm water. She honored its essence and it returned the favor by honoring this home with its radiance.

Notre Dame angels lighting it up.

All day, in everything, we are given the opportunity to know grace, to feel wonder tingle through our body, to sigh with delight. In the midst of the darkest space, there is an opening to our own light. Our divinity sits in attendance, awaiting our glance. All of life does the same. Love it all! Enliven ourselves, enliven our neighbor, our food, our trees, our skyscrapers, our littered streets, our starry skies, our hungry hearts. Feed it all our love and witness transformation all around. Love, can we sing it, feel it, express it with our bodies, dance it with our toes? I AM divine, as are you. Christ is not a person to follow, it is a presence to embody. Our Christ consciousness awaits, will you open to it this day? It is the lightest of garments to wear……goes with the new hair!

Singing Your Note

Posted on December 6, 2015 by lovelylinda

The glory of the sky!

My elder son just called from Brooklyn, where he is at present in his travels. He had just come from a performance of Handel’s Messiah and was feeling the fullness of the music and the power of the lyrics. My aunt was one of the singers, a tradition that she has been a part of for over thirty years. I am listening to a recording now as I type. The Prince of Peace! Emmanuel! We have waited for this Prince and this remembrance that God is with us (the meaning of Emmanuel). We are the prince, we are the peace. This holy season offers us a further opening to receive our Christ self into our hearts. “Unto us a son is given”…it is up to each of us to make room in our hearts for this babe, this Christ child.

I was speaking with a friend the other day about the notes heard about the world. There had been another shooting and she was speaking of that note. We saw the whole world as part of the Creator’s orchestra, She/He as the conductor. We knew our notes and when to play them as we had honed our instruments over lifetimes. Others are just picking up their instrument, getting to know it. Still others are tuning their instruments and some are feeling a stirring to play an instrument. It is inevitable that all will play their instrument, all will contribute their note to the whole. Some come in early, and others later in the piece.

Big, little, dark, light….all part of the autumn delight.

I observed how differently I now respond to outer events. My soul has played the full spectrum of notes….played villain and victim, deceiver and saint. I can witness the discordant notes as well as the harmonious ones and know them all within my being. I can embrace them in love and know them all as love. There is no need to judge them as wrong or right…..I can feel them as part of the whole. Perhaps that is what we do, in experiencing lifetime after lifetime, we are playing each note until we come to know all notes as One.

We can let go of blame, shame, separation, divisiveness with all others and most importantly, with ourselves. We can trust the symphony to carry us on its currents of love. We can play our note with our whole soul and not shrink from the crescendos. Do you feel the part we are in? The stirring, the fever pitch, the wave about to break upon your breast? I do! Somewhere within my being, I have heard this music before and know that it ends with a blast of such joy and Hallejuah! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FoqxYqTNKmU

My bit of fun on a walk today, creating beauty and sending it out with joy.

We are here to enact this pageantry. All that is asked of each one of us, is that we play our note with all of our heart and soul. That we are true to our note, that we drop all comparisons, all beliefs about what constitutes a “proper” note. That we allow our note to swim in our blood, surge through our hearts, expand in our lungs and dance in our cells. The conductor has raised His/Her baton towards me and I know it is my time to shine. There is no holding back. In order for all the clashing and clanging and trumpets to be brought to a triumphant finish, I must hold my note, I must play for all that I am worth. I am a note of peace and love light. As are so many of you. We knew, that this lifetime, we would be called to play this final note in the great symphony of earth’s ascension. We would bask in the beauty that will be created as peace descends upon the earth. Oh, the glory of this now. My heart is overflowing with the pure note that my son transmitted to me this night. May your note be heard and stir others to sing our theirs. I love us so.

Do You Feel the JOY?

Posted on December 3, 2015 by lovelylinda

This tulip is singing the notes of joy!

There is joy singing in my cells. Joy, dancing in my blood, joy reverberating in my heart.

All the while, my skin is itching in various places, my belly continues to bloat, I feel a heaviness and just plain uncomfortableness in this body. I am eating day and night…toast and cookies, chocolates and chips. A fridge full of greens and I crave anything but healthy foods. Though yesterday I made a green juice and it went down pretty well. Most days, the thought of cleaning the juicer makes me head for the chips in the cupboard. Ease is important! Nausea and head pressure lasted for days. Early evenings coma like sleeps and middle of the night wide awakes. Gas, oh my, the farting! It is like I have been blown up with gas inside.

And yet…..there is this joy moving! Joy. I know that none of these outer twinges and creaks are permanent. I am to have a newly regenerated body along with the rest of you. Radiant health is to be ours. Feeling the middle of the month, a veil will be lifted, that will make my dreams of a Christmas of magic and miracles, the new reality. Freedom for all, that is the sound wafting on the breeze that the slyphs are singing to me. I have felt the possibility these past few years, held the dream. Now I am living the feeling of it. Believing before seeing as it is the believing that leads to the seeing of it here on this plane.

There is nothing new about the physical components except that this wave lasted longer and with more sustained intensity than I had previously experienced. Observing this brought on the joy buzz even more strongly. We are stronger, we can be a conduit, a chalice for greater amounts of liquidlovelight pouring through. I felt almost giddy with this knowing. This is the push that puts us over the edge, the tipping point where we slide into our new Christed selves with laughter and tears.

We have held the seeds within all along. Now is the time of bursting forth in all of our beauty.

I was shown the date, December 15th, over and over like a flashing neon sign. I am not attaching to that. I have learned my lesson about adhering to dates in any fashion. I sense it is an individual inner process before the collective outer experience. Instead, I am riding the wave of freedom by allowing myself to see beauty and love everywhere. I am allowing my deepest heart’s desire out to roam and romp on the playing fields of my imagination. I watched the movie, “Kate and Leopold” last night. I had watched it years before but this time I was struck by Meg Ryan’s character owning her deepest desires that she had not dared allowed out as a means of self protection from disappointment and pain. She owns her desires and takes the leap to live them. In the movie, she travels to the past to live part of her future……time is all interwoven, past, present, future. So many concepts that I missed years ago.

I am loving everything that comes my way. I had jury duty, and the thought flitted through…I hope I do not have to go. Immediately I replaced that thought with openness to what would be, a yes to serving or not serving, knowing that whatever is for my highest good, will appear. I did go, I was chosen as a member of the jury, it was estimated to be a two week trial. It lasted just over a day before the defendant changed his plea to guilty, and the case was settled before it had hardly begun. Thank goodness for all parties involved. It was a case of sexual molestation of minor girls by their step granddad. As a woman of almost sixty years of age, it is not an uncommon story among my peers. The change is that in our day, it was never talked about. Now it is out in the open, spoken of, and recognized for the harm that it causes. I was able to shine love on all involved with a dispassionate heart. I was able to love my teenage self and my grandfathers, who both grabbed my breasts at some time during my teens. I was able to send love to all those involved in this activity, perpetrators and victims alike.

I took the case being resolved quickly, as a reflection of how I am seeing things in the world change. Abuses and wrongs are coming to light in all areas of our society and world. The light of love is bringing change and resolution. The blinking of an eye…..I take that as truth. It can be that quick as we never know when that tipping point will have been reached. My gut tells me we are at the precipice and about to take a glorious ride, the ride of our lives.

We came for this. We are able for this. We trust in the light. We trust in the love. We are love. We are one. There is no going back. On the inner planes, the celebrations have already commenced. It is a done deal. Peace on Earth is a reality! Please believe with me until we see it. Live it in your heart as I am living it in mine. Let the chaos swirl about you, your job and mine, is to be the peace. To offer that hope, that joy, that smile, that hand to hold. Heart by heart, we are doing this. I so love us all.

Trusting

Posted on November 22, 2015 by lovelylinda

The morning sun streams in to spotlight this lily each day, filling me with wonder.

Musing about my life today. My heart longs for community and deep connection yet I have lived the past number of years, moving about, not settling in anywhere. Connections are made through work, shared interests, social gatherings, putting down roots in a place. A conundrum, desiring something and yet not taking any of the routes offered towards it.

This is where faith comes in. I have such a deep faith and trust in myself to follow that inner light, which sometimes is the faintest of glimmers, leaving a barely discernible path. What I do know: I have traveled about seeding love light for years as I was guided. I step down light as it comes onto the planet to make it more useable for others. I work deep under the earth where the caverns of liquidlovelight can be found. I weave light. I anchor new frequencies which prevent me from that settling in place that I have yearned for. Yet, I know that I will live and experience my heart’s desire. It is about divine timing and how quickly we can adapt and integrate the new light levels. It is about believing and knowing it is seeing. We believe it so strongly and purely, that we then see it in our world.

One small tree, lighting up the whole area with its fiery flame.

There has been huge influxes of light of late with more to come this week. My body is flaccid with a belly that I would rather not have. I would like to have energy and strength to do more than take a walk but that is not now. If I reach for a thought to exercise as of old or deny myself chocolate or sweets, it feels like I am underwater and impossible to reach the open air. I heard someone talk of fasting for 40 days and it made me laugh as I have no capacity to do that. The same with any kind of mediation practice. I am walking my ascension walk the other way…eating warm, heavy foods to keep this body going. Watching movies and reading books to keep my mind engaged while the greater part of me floats. The idea of setting a number of days to do anything is a concept that feels like trying to hold water in my hand….it simply disappears. Using the idea of time and my will to do anything is no longer part of my make up. I came in with a powerful will. Long ago, I surrendered it to my highest aspect and to the Creator. This has felt different over time as the idea of will, changed its nature for me. Now, I feel like a reed in the ocean, swaying with the movement of the currents, no locomotion on my own. The energies move me here and there, up and down. I understand so little of it.

The colors of autumn have been singing their notes so loudly.

Trust….that is where I live. Allowing the flow, not much making sense in the ways we have been taught. I get glimmers of a feeling, like a soft breeze blowing past, whispering in my ear. I booked a ticket to go see my grandson and daughter in January. I desire to go and yet I sense I will be with them sooner. I sense that even the idea of a month or a particular day will fall away like an archaic language that is no longer of any use. I sense I am here for a short time yet have no knowing or feeling of a next step. I sense myself being much more physical, exploring and playing on a grand scale yet I move in a tiny circle of bed, couch, chair, walk. I watch movies of folks surfing, skiing, riding horses…I dream it for now.

Today I went out to do an errand and was going to make another stop when a wave came over me. I drove directly back to my little cottage, fed myself something and collapsed into bed where I was taken down into a deep sleep of a few hours. There is a sense of floating in an undersea world or deep within the earth. There are pinholes of connection, moments with friends, dear hearts……then down again into the silence and stillness. A little bit of companionship goes a long way. I need sweeping spaces alone where hours disappear and the moon shines down on me when the daylight had just dawned. Maybe I have become a creature of the deep, lifting up its head to catch a beam of sunlight then diving down again. There is such pressure rising from within this planet and streaming in from the multiverse. I feel it so strongly on both ends, collapsing and expanding me at the same time. We are being made into new beings. I am so grateful for this body that has stayed with me through so much.

I feel like a babe in its mother’s womb, floating in a protected space, knowing there is a new world awaiting my arrival. Trusting the timing, trusting the process, trusting the love to deliver me.

Paris and Peace

Posted on November 17, 2015 by lovelylinda

Gratitude to the unknown artist and photographer

We are in the midst of the times that we came for. This is truly the battle for the hearts and minds of humanity. We are each being asked to come up higher. Peace begins within my heart and yours. The events that have unfolded across the world, not just in Paris but in Syria, Lebanon, Baghdad and so many more places, are increasing in response to the liquidlovelight that is flooding our dear home planet. All that is not of love, is being flushed out. We are love, we came from love, love is the truth of all that is.

Events such as these are part of the old matrix, the divide and conquer tactics that we fell for over eons of time. The programming would have us react in fear, demanding retaliation by our governments, our leaders. This brings on the war machine which has always been about profit for a few and destruction for the masses. It relies on our knee jerk reactions to continue to fill its coffers.

We can choose a new path. We can observe these recent events with a compassionate heart for all of those involved. We can send our love to everyone affected, whether on the sending or receiving end of that which took their lives. We can choose to not feed the lower vibrations of fear and anger. Each of us came into this life knowing when and how we would exit. Those who recently left, chose that form of service, to raise the collective awareness. We honor their passing by making the choice for peace and love. We can choose to feed the flames of love and thereby take our planet into the golden age of peace. We are so close.

Gratitude to unknown author, this begins with our own heart.

Peace will not come by a leader proclaiming it. Peace comes one heart at a time. Events such as these, ask each of us to go within our hearts. Search out all the old resentments, anyone we are still holding judgment about, including ourselves. Am I still harboring a black mark against a man who hurt my daughter years before? Am I carrying resentment for the special treatment a sibling received from a parent? Am I judging my body for carrying extra weight? Am I trying to manipulate my grown children into come to the family holiday celebration with guilt? Am I engaging in gossip about a friend? Am I speaking in words of separation in describing people…oh, he is a Christian or he is a Liberal as a way of judging their rightness or wrongness? Am I holding someone in a role and not allowing them to change and be who they are in this moment? These are all acts of violence that feed the lower energies.

There are a thousand ways that we have been programmed to be in discord, none to be in a state of peace. A peaceful heart is a wonder. It is our truth that has been hidden. It is where our power lies. It holds the seed for a world beyond our imagining. Peace is within our grasp as the frequency of our planet has risen like never before. Yet it will not come from a savior from the sky, nor from a leader declaring it, nor from a police officer with a gun on every corner. It comes from my heart, and yours.

It is time to face our fears. The greatest fear is of death, and that comes to each of us. Why fear that doorway? It is an opening to a reunion with all that we are. Once that fear is gone, we are free to live more deeply, more truly. We can decide to no longer be a puppet of the matrix, reacting as the programming outlined. Instead, we can drop into our hearts with a searchlight of love. We can ask all of the shadows and deep recesses to bring forth their pain into the light of love. We can see all betrayals as betrayals of ourselves. We can see all hurts as opportunities given for our growth. We can offer hugs to all the aspects of ourselves that lashed out at others due to the pain we felt. We can be the loving parent, showering ourselves with the love that we did not receive. All of this is within our grasp. We can accept everything in our lives for its gift. We can find the freedom offered when we realize that life conspires for our highest good. That every package received is a gift, no matter what is inside. Our greatest gifts often come in a dark wrapping.

We claim to want peace on earth. Let us stop pointing fingers at “terrorists” and point it at ourselves. We have been taught to place it all “out there”. Someone else is the villain, I am the good person living here. We have given our power away, letting all this be someone else’s problem to handle. It is time to be adults, to accept responsibility for what is happening in our world. We can then begin the action needed to bring our hearts to peace. There is no fighting involved. No name calling, no judgment. It is time to stop the war within our own hearts. When our hearts are at peace, the outer world will reflect that peace.

The light brings out the beauty.

Will we accept the challenge? The world we desire for our children and grandchildren and all future generations, depends on us. I sit with my flame of love light this day and enter into the caverns of my heart. It is a daily task, to seek out all that has not felt the warmth of love and embrace it in this flame. When one chamber is brightly lit, there is another awaiting the light. When I feel my heart burn with that flame of love, all the dross disappears. I can walk free in my own love. The miracle is that this love overflows, it is a continuous stream offered by the Creator of us all. I am then able to be a conduit, to allow it to flow across the land to all people and our Mother Earth.

Each new day, this is offered. Each day, we choose anew. For today, can I be at peace with myself and all of life? Can I offer a heart of peace to this world? Can I be a warrior of love rather than one of separation? Can I accept everything as a gift tailored to my needs? My need to grow, to expand, to be more of my truth.

Peace on Earth is possible this Christmas season. Let us join hearts in a flame of love that burns up the old patterns and alights the bonfire of unity, harmony and joy. Let our hearts ring out the tones of peace. And it will be.

11-11 Gateway

Posted on November 10, 2015 by lovelylinda

What does your gateway look like?

The energy is building this week for another gateway, offering us all the opportunity to greet more of ourselves. I am taking it slow; resting, napping, taking walks, eating warm food, reading light books, watching the light shift and change outside the windows, grateful for rain falling. I allow the electrical energies to pour through my body, heating it, cooling it, at times it feels like I am about to lift off. Liquidlovelight pouring through in ever greater streams. There is nothing to do. I intend to be an empty chalice, offering myself to the love that freely flows forth.

There is a peace that has descended quietly. It came one night after my daughter called for help as her two month old baby was not sleeping much and she was at her wit’s end. I had just finished assisting my two sons to pack up their old lives and begin new adventures. There had been three months of active mothering with the new baby’s arrival a joyful part. I felt called inward to prepare for this upcoming portal. It felt essential to my being. I had felt a huge aspect of myself, tapping its foot, awaiting my full attention. I was ready to give it. Yet, my mothering self felt torn. I did not relish the idea of flying across the country into Eastern Canada, though being with the baby again would be pure joy. I booked a ticket that could be canceled, prayed for guidance to be delivered in the night as to where I could be of greatest service. I surrendered and slept. I awoke with a mantle of peace wrapped around me. Either choice felt wonderful, I knew that all would be well. My daughter called right then, looking like herself for the first time in two weeks. Her joy was back. Her husband had taken over one feeding so that she could get some survival sleep. They had a plan for more support and she told me to wait and come in the new year. Peace…..the surrendering had allowed magic to descend.

An aspect of me that I honor.

Another day, I needed to buy a car cover to keep my car from being littered and stained by falling debris from the wondrous oak trees where I am staying. I love the trees but not the need to wash the car frequently. I was advised to try Walmart by someone when I asked where you buy a car cover. I have hardly ever been in a Walmart except a couple of times during my car traveling days when it was the only option to meet a need. I avoided it in protest to its treatment of its employees. I went to Walmart, bought the cover. It was not the right size so I had to return it. On my second trip in, I had a lovely conversation with the woman who processed the return and exchange of the correct size cover for me. I was overwhelmed with fatigue, went and bought a piece of hot pizza whose smell was filing the store as well as a bag of cookies. I laughed with the woman checking me out, saying I was going for the dinner of champions. She told me how she was tracking calories on her phone and attempting to not give in to the enticing pizza smell. I could feel the effort it took. I felt every cell in my body fill up with the despair, the suffering, the weight of folks in that store. A different slice of humanity than I normally interact with. I was so grateful to have been guided there. It was all purposeful, my having to go back the second time, to ingest the food, the atmosphere, to take it all in. The folks in line, weary from a day of work, buying their kids a treat, getting food at a price they could afford. It struck me to the quick. I also felt a softening of ideas of protesting Walmart or any place or thing. All forms of separation without acknowledging that each thing serves a purpose. I felt a softening of the lines of division that so fill our lives.

After I ate my pizza and cookies, a space opened and I found myself in front of the Creator. My heart poured out my distress, I asked for all that I felt to be witnessed by Her/Him. I demanded an end to the enslavement of humanity. This modern society with its calendar days to be crossed off like a prison sentence, the low wages and systems that are every bit as heinous as indentured servitude from days gone by. It has gone on too long. We are ready to let it all go. We have experienced separation to its edge. It is now time for restoration of our truth, our light, our creator abilities. We are ready for peace on earth.

I was heard. I felt my field being read and acknowledged. I knew that my demand had an impact. I knew that I was one of many, taking the readings, reporting in our results and offering our love light to end the suffering. I laid all that I AM on the table as offering.

image from a recent collage

There is only this. To be the light that we are. To know that the return home is assured. To offer what we can to speed things along for the highest good of all. I felt such compassion and awe at folks’ abilities to keep on keeping on. We are an amazing race of beings. Each one, doing what they can. The check out woman, moving towards greater health despite the daily weight of her life. A hero in my book.

I created a life, at this time, that offers open spaces for me to drift and dream. I know the privilege and responsibility of having a body to house this master’s form. I am aware of who I am. I know why I came. I know more fully after this last experience, the power that we hold. Everything serves. We are mighty beings housed in these amazing resilient forms.

This vessel inspired me.

The 11-11 gateway offers greater awareness and expansion for us all. We are offered the opportunity once again, to empty ourselves of all that is not love. To be the empty chalice held high in gratitude. Open to receive the mighty blessings that seek to flow in and through us. We can gift one another and our dear mother Earth as the flow moves in and out and in again. Love is the essence of everything and it flows freely for us all.

We can rest in the knowing that our highest good is known and being orchestrated for us, by us. We have so many beings assisting us with the deepest of love. In a blink of an eye, the channel can change and our dreams can come true. Know this in every cell. I will be standing sentinel at the gate, awaiting your arrival, even as I await more aspects of myself. Oh, the wonder of it all.

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