Musings During A No Sleep Night

Posted on October 19, 2014 by lovelylinda

the opening to the lovelight

This is the third night of no sleep, with a night of sleep in between each one. Sleep, no sleep, sleep, no sleep, sleep, no sleep. Hmmmm, is this the new pattern? I have to laugh at the way my mind looks for patterns,wants to organize and categorize. It wants something to grap onto in this tsunami of eclipse energy where so much is disappearing and changing. Our memories are being loosened and pulled away, our sense of time continues to speed up, our bodies are throwing up strange symptoms for us to puzzle over. It is no wonder my mind is reduced to counting nights!

The frenetic energy is ramping up to some kind of crescendo which will see us tipping into new dimensional spaces. Everything quivering until it explodes and settles into a field of love that we have not experienced on our beautiful Mother Earth. Yet we will recognize it as the vibration of home. I am so grateful for all those who have held the torch of love, lighting the path for us. Dr. Emoto has been called home, leaving us his gift of water consciousness and so much more. Dolores Cannon, another pioneer in expanding consciousness, has also answered the call home. There are many whose work is complete and can now enjoy a well earned rest before continuing their soul’s journey of evolution.

These late roses are gifting me with so much sweetness.

A sense of space has opened for me as the 48th parallel called to me. It has taken the form of a place to rent for the next few months on Whidbey Island which is off of Seattle. I was surprised and yet not, to discover that Maine is also at that latitude. It confirmed for me that my soul wants me there, just took some time to decide if I was to be on the East or West coast of the USA. Who knew that lines of latitude desire attention? This should not be a surprise to me as I have realized that everything wants to be seen and appreciated. A navigational mark on a map of our earth? Yes, it too, loves to be noticed. We are to work together, and I am excited to be asked to be of assistance. I have no idea what that will look like but know that is where my body needs to be placed for this time.

I sense this will begin to happen for many folks as their soul opens the instructional documents that are coded for release at this time. A mass awakening is at hand and we are being readied and called to our places. My heart is elated that the time has come and there will be no more waiting. I am ready and I know you are too! It is time to bring us all home to the love that our hearts have yearned for. Hallelujah!

Dissolving Into Fluidity

Posted on October 17, 2014 by lovelylinda

I loved the heart shaped opening on this rock, nature will do this to us, if we allow.

These days between eclipses are so new, so challenging, so exhausting, so wired, so weird. I heard someone use the expression: tired/wired. I get it. It is 3 a.m. and I am still awake. I am grateful I do not have to work or I would be adding anxious to the mix.

Everything is dissolving. Our old stories of who we were, our ideas about how anything works, our thoughts about what is reality and what is illusion……all flowing down the drain. Dreams leaving me with a bittersweet feeling as I say goodbye to what might have been. My body is having the most difficult time. She senses death, decay, dissolution. Indeed, I feel as if all of my organs and tissues have turned to liquid mush inside of me. My brain is spongy, soggy, heavy. Everything is flowing towards the earth, wanting to lie with her, decompose into her, fertilize her for the next cycle of growth.

I offer her comfort, chocolate chip cookies and milk, as I would a child. I am the child. Cookies thrown on the floor, foot stamped; No! There is no comfort to be found in food. I lie in bed and feel electrical pulses buzz in my left hip, then my neck. Finally the all body vibration that I have come to enjoy. At other times, the intense feeling that comes in is so uncomfortable that it does not feel possible to remain in this body for one more moment. Take me, I plead. Yet here I am.

All this has been going on for years. My body is not impressed. She is tired beyond belief. She is no longer interested in a bedtime story of ascension. She does not want to hear that she is becoming crystalline. Our light body feels like an imaginary friend that she has out grown. She has heard the tales over and over and now demands a new story.

The waves toss out the old, there is no making sense of it, just let it go. Debris to be dissolved into something new.

What can I tell her? I stand at a nexus point, dying and being enlivened all at once. The crone and the babe inhabiting the same space. Of course it feels weird and woolly. We have not done this before. By all rights, I should be dropping this body to the earth, which she very well knows. She is attempting to follow the script that we have enacted in myriad lifetimes. This is a new script, a role she has not played. There was no rehearsal, all happening live on this stage of life in 2014.

I stood on the beach today watching the waves pound the shore, relentless in their march. I felt their fluidness in my cells. Our bodies asked to hold the form while the energy flows in and out, over and over. I feel eroded by the energy, ground down to a husk. Then the sun broke through the clouds, and I knew moments of grace, transcendence where all felt light.

I know myself as the chalice, offering my heart as a container into which the liquidlovelight can pour itself; the body, the vehicle that anchors it all into the earth. We are being asked to bring heaven to earth through our bodies. The knowing is deep as to the privilege I have been given to have a physical vessel of the earth. It is what allows the Creator’s essence to seed itself deeply into our mother’s body. I do so want to witness our Mother Earth blossom from these seeds of love. All held, the desire for death, the desire for life. Two becoming one. Oneness.

We are walking through the dissolving imprints of duality. Everything has a fuzzy quality as it shimmers and fades. Time is unhooking its grip, speeding up till it is no longer considered at all. Decision making is no longer easy as we are asked to choose from a palette of whites. How can I pick one when all look just about the same? Neutrality is the new game. Good and bad have had their day. How do we navigate this new landscape, that is shimmering into view? If you look straight at it, it disappears. You cannot fix it to a point, it is fluid and changeable. There is no catching it, holding it. All we can do is BE it. Allow the energy to flow through.

My teacher of the day.

Today at the beach, tears flowed. I no longer look for cause. My mind has given up as it is no longer important to understand, there is only feeling it fully as it moves through. It flows in, flows out. I watched the waves crash against a large rock jutting out of the water. The waves approached in their steady way, only to hit an immoveable surface, which sent them leaping into a thousand sparkling fragments. We create our own rocks to smash against when we hold some thought or emotion as fixed. We shatter our hearts over and over on our journey, splintered fragments flying as our souls wrestle us from known forms. We love to put equal signs between things, to firmly place our period as if to nail it all down.

As I watch the water drops fall back to the ocean’s surface, rejoining the processional waves’ motion towards the shore, I feel a way being shown. Once the waves meet the shore, there is no ending, rather they are swept back out into the ocean’s embrace. No beginning and no end. We thought it was all about reaching the shore, achieving a goal. But no, it is about being part of the dance, flowing in the ocean of the Creator’s love. Being the light. Bringing the light. Claiming our essence as liquidlovelight.

The violet light, transforming all into the love it is.

4 a.m. and a candle flame flickering in the dark. I, too, am the flame. Being with this moment, breathing in the fresh air flowing through the window. I know nothing. I AM this flame, this breath, this love. And you are too. God bless us all. Children of the Sun, of the Moon and the Stars. We are creating our own welcome home.

I AM Enough

Posted on October 15, 2014 by lovelylinda

This piece of driftwood knew it was more than waterlogged wood, it is a bird about to take flight! Nature shows us the way to be who we are.

I wonder at the results we would see if we did an experiment today, whereby we answered all of the conditioning that our western society sends us with the words: I AM enough.

We are conditioned to believe that it is the outer appearance that is of utmost importance. Our teeth need to be whiter and straighter, our hair thicker and shinier, our faces unwrinkled, our bodies stronger and thinner.

Let us sit in our bodies, take a deep breath and respond from every cell: I AM enough.

We are conditioned to believe that success is measured by the size of our bank account, the number of investments in our portfolio, the letters signifying degrees earned after our name.

Let us sit in our bodies, breathing deeply and respond: I AM enough.

We have been taught that religious organizations have the direct route to God and we had better get on board.

Let us sit in our bodies, inhaling the gift of air and respond: I AM enough.

We have been conditioned to hand our power over to politicians, the state, doctors and the medical system, educators and experts of every kind.

Let us sit in our beautiful bodies, let out a deep sigh and respond: I AM enough.

Our families, ancestors and cultures have conditioned us to believe that we are flawed and wounded. We lack some fundamental ingredient for wholeness.

Let us sit in our bodies, wiggle our toes and respond: I AM enough.

The world has taught us that men are superior to women, that light skin rules over dark, that separation is necessary.

Let us sit in our bodies, smile in our liver and respond: I AM enough.

We have been conditioned to believe that war is the answer to problems and to not look for the ones stirring up the problems and profiting from our children’s deaths.

Let us sit in our bodies, fill every cell with love and respond: I AM enough.

We have been conditioned to believe that allegiance to our nation, our culture, our race, our family is honorable and takes precedence over our humanity to one another.

Let us sit in our bodies, breathe in particles of starlight and respond: I AM enough.

We have been conditioned to believe that we are the only intelligent beings in the universe and that anything that is not seen in the material realm is an illusion.

Let us sit in our bodies, invite in the presence of our angelic and star families and respond: I AM enough.

We have been conditioned to believe that the next book, diet, program, philosophy, movement has the answer that will make us whole.

Let us sit in our bodies, allowing our cells to dance in the light of love and respond: I AM enough.

We have been taught that we have very little power as an individual, that we cannot create change in our world with our thoughts and intentions.

Let us sit in our bodies, drawing in draughts of peace and exhaling the same out to the world and respond: I AM enough.

If I AM enough, I no longer need much at all. Life becomes very simple. Food, shelter, clothing for the elements, the love of one another. When we fill ourselves with the knowing that I AM enough, we discover space around us, stillness where all the noise was, opportunities to move in a new way.

I AM enough allows us to walk with our heads high, our eyes bright and our hearts wide open. We sit and allow our own being to fill us. We allow the liquidlovelight to pour in and saturate every cell in our body. Try it! What you will soon discover is that the lovelight overflows, it cannot be contained within our bodies. It flows out in our smiles, our radiance, our joy. We discover that I AM enough becomes WE ARE ENOUGH!

In that moment, the world changes.

We came here to do just that.

I AM enough, YOU ARE enough, WE ARE ENOUGH!

Drifting Between Eclipses

Posted on October 12, 2014 by lovelylinda

My heart’s desire, a little cottage by the sea.

It is difficult for me to recall where I have been of late or what has transpired. I am in such a dreamy, weary state much of the time. The amount of soul fatigue I feel is overwhelming. At present, I am at a friend’s house for 10 days, taking care of her dog while she is away. It is a peace filled space of gardens and chickens and trees. The ocean is a ten minute drive away and rivers and redwoods are within reach. I love all of these places, walking in nature being one of my most favored activities. Yet, here I am. Pulled inward by the fire that I love to tend. The weather is not cold but damp with a chill that invites the dance of the salamanders in. Yesterday I enjoyed a walk on the mist shrouded beach but today it simply feels like too much effort despite the sun shining its warmth.

October…..no home in sight. I have had places pop in, while I was visiting my sister outside of Chicago (the best time together, so nourishing and sweet) Maine came in as a possible winter landing spot. Yes, drive over 3000 miles to live in a harsh winter clime! I found a house online, offered for winter rental, lived it fully for a few days, then it all disappeared into the mist once more. The Pacific Northwest was an idea before that….traveled there, enjoyed it, yet no place called home. Now I am on the California/Oregon coast…….lovely yet not calling. Yesterday I checked out Mount Shasta and the surrounding area…..could be. There are winter rentals available, furnished that would suit. What seems to follow such forays into place is a deep fatigue that disconnects me from taking the deciding action to actually rent a place. As if I am being held in this place of no place for a reason that surely eludes me. Leaving me with an even deeper level of fatigue. Help!

I do sense that I am completing something with each place by placing my attention there. It is as if I did take the action and lived weeks and months in the space of hours and days. I know that this is possible and trust it all despite not understanding it.

My heart desires community, simplicity, natural beauty, peace. I am witnessing so many dear to me, land in to the place of their dreams. My heart rejoices as I feel the foundations of the new being laid by their hearts flying free. My heart……she flies deep and wide in unknown landscapes that my conscious mind does not connect to. When awake, I understand nothing, feel so neutral. After roller coaster waves of highs and lows, there is this flat plain, like a recent drive through Illinois’ miles of cornfields with no end in sight.

What is real? My body…..I am honoring her need to sleep, to rest, to lie about, my mind quieted by movies and books, dropping deeply into this place offered. Diet becomes neutral too, my penchant for vibrant colors in my food fades to tan…toast, cookies, peanut butter, tea, crackers. Fresh greens, late orange and red tomatoes, carrots……all stare at me as I sit in the garden. All feels too bright for my digestion system which has defaulted to salt/sweet mode. I know that taste for colors is a sign of vibrancy and life. Yet here I am, in the crumpled leaf mode of autumn, all browns and tans, little appetite……neutrality inside and out.

How many times have I been in the cocoon stage and emerged anew as a butterfly flying free? We shed our skins and are reborn again and again. Each time, believing it is the last. I am in the mush stage, all feeding on itself, no new introduced as all energy consumes. Landscapes abound and I want to retreat to my bed, watching it all from a distance, the movement of the leaves on the sturdy walnut tree outside the window, more than enough. All receptors close down, no new stimulation needed as this process takes place. I honor this stage, claiming its right to be. Our society honors the outward, what can be seen yet it is all part of the mystery.

Our next eclipse approaches……who will I be? Where will I be? No answers, only the breeze on my skin.

I read something recently that went in like a cold shower: All illness is caused by not being true to yourself. I could feel the truth of that, how our bodies slow us down in order to call us back to ourselves when we get lost in the byways of life. The other truth that I have seen being played out, is folks exhibiting illness so as to love it enough for it to release for all time. Taking on the vibration of cancer to release the fear and pain from it. Taking on chronic fatigue to show the path of stillness. Taking the diagnose and loving it with the power of their hearts so as to free the collective from the shadows that the dis-ease caused.

Does that feel contradictory? I am seeing that it is no longer a case of either/or but rather this and that. This can be truth and that can be truth. We are coming into unity consciousness and the days of duality are dwindling fast. Many are shining their light into the medical system, the legal system, the banking system……all the old structures that are collapsing are asking for a return of their energies to the love that is the only truth. If you find yourself embroiled in any of these systems, know that your love can move through them on multiple levels and assist the dawning of the new structures that support all.

The sun beckons me outside to the garden, when my world shrinks and a step outside feels like a journey, I know transformation is at hand. When there is no thing in the present that calls a response from me, I know I have used up all that is present in this frequency and await the dawning of the next. I know that magic and miracles await. Whether it is through becoming the duff of the forest floor as I disintegrate or the butterfly testing out her new wings, I will be there. Grateful for the privilege of this life. Grateful for the tones of love sounding in my ear. I so love our resilient hearts.

Equinox With Its Gift of Balance

Posted on September 22, 2014 by lovelylinda

The crystal clear water of Lake Crescent that I bottled to add to waters along my journey. It felt so balanced on our skins, assisting in this process.

What amazing times we are in! There is change everywhere, inside and out. I am back from the Pacific Northwest loop where I found incredible beauty with water and mountains that fed my soul. I have to laugh at the way my mind works. I had thought to find a place that resonated and to call home. My personality self desired this greatly, after all, I had clearly stated to Sophia, my higher self, that I was available for the summer months but wanted a landing spot by October.

What happened was that by about 4pm each day, I found myself so spent that there was not a vestige of energy left for house hunting. Hardly any for forming words. I felt as like a wind up toy that simply stopped and there was nothing to it but to rest and await the next infusion of energy. I would intend to check things out, yet it did not happen. Instead, I would be given the next step on a journey that was in motion….not settling in as I had thought. My sister and aunt popped in and the knowing came that traveling to visit them was next. My mind questioned, “How does this help me find a home?” The answer was, “Trust.” I squirmed a bit with that then happened upon a recent post from Karen Bishop who writes of as ascension changes. She stated that folks on the front edge of this movement were being kept from landing in anywhere. As she went on to explain the larger perspective, I felt relief and joy flood through me. Yes! She described all that I had intuitively felt was my truth. That experience reminded me why it is so important to share our journeys, as one line can confirm our knowing and strengthen our resolve.

The mists are clearing for us all.

My computer and my brain have been on the fritz so writing was more of a challenge than I could muster. For the past few days, the earth has been pulsing energy up through my feet, my legs, my hips and onward. Interesting sensation. Last night as I was preparing for bed, energies were pulsing about my head in various spots, almost calling me to lie down. When I did, I was tucked in gently about my torso, the field vibrating with almost forms. I knew my beloved was present as were many of my guides and angels. With that, I drifted off to sleep.

This equinox feels tremendous to me as we are being gifted with so much newness. The past two days, the light has held a new quality to it. My senses are waking up in a new way. Right now, there is a dancing flame of energy on my crown chakra. I love feeling and sensing all this! The earth is releasing old memories of pain, emotional, physical and invites us to do the same. A friend and I walked by the river yesterday and realized in our talk that I have been working with the perpetrators of “evil”, holding them in a field of liquidlovelight as their shame and horror of their actions plays in front of them. I wake with images so intense in my heart and am asked to love it all. My friend has been feeling the sorrow of all the victims and working to releasing that. It is on such a massive scale now as the cosmos is poised to transmute it as our earth mother shakes it all off. She is stepping into her stardom and needs us to follow suit. We cannot move into the new trailing chains of pain or shame or sorrow. The doorway is narrow and requires one to drop everything, to surrender completely to the love of the Creator and of one’s own free will, step across.

The old is collapsing as we build the new under our feet with our love and trust.

My soul rejoices for us all! We have made it to here. There is now a firmament to catch our footfall. It may appear only after we have lifted our foot to step in complete trust, but it is appearing! Well done! Well done! Breathe deeply of this new air and allow it to rejuvenate yourself. I can feel my cells and body coming into radiant health. I feel my bones elongating as I will grow taller by a few inches. I have experienced the anxious mind chatter, quiet and a deep peace pervade my being. We have arrived. That is what is important. All the details of where/how/when/ what will be sorted out. Take this moment to feel the balance and peace that this day offers. Pat yourself on the back that you lived to see and feel this day. Peace on earth is real. Claim it in your heart as I do in mine. I love us all so!

Honoring My Tone

Posted on August 31, 2014 by lovelylinda

The beauty of the mountain, sunlight and water mesmerized me for days.

I came down from my mountain high with a crash and landed in a valley of emotions. I returned to the California coast for a family wedding. I feel as though I have had my emotional body roto-rooted……all kinds of sludge and muck has been brought to the surface. Years of old emotional pain has been pulled up to the surface, seeking the light of love. I have had a good look at my “tone” and all the ways that it has isolated me in my life. I wore a hat of shame for an evening as I absorbed judgments for the way I participated in a discussion. I saw that truth is more important to me than peace. Indeed, for me, truth is love. I saw all the waves of people and situations that fell from me as I held my tone.

Can I cherish myself while viewing all of these moments of my life? I felt each moment of pain afresh, as it moved through me. It was a life review while in the body. I have experienced this a few times in the past as I have walked this path. This one felt different as all that was shown had a common theme. I was granted a view from the human and soul perspective. From the soul’s viewpoint, the emotional charge is not there. All is clear. I have understood that clarity and tried to live it in my humanness, causing emotional storms. We are moving into greater clarity as our souls live more fully on this earth plane.

The only shelter and security is to be found within our hearts.

I saw how the energies are shifting, how my tone will be able to be held with gentleness rather than as a flaming sword that cleaves. This a result of people facing their shadows to stand in their truth. I saw how our tones evolve through thoroughly loving the tone that has been. I came to a place of honoring my willingness to stand in the censure of others to let truth have its voice. Honoring the way I have walked my truth in all of its imperfection. As I lay here and allowed myself to feel all of it, I came to appreciate the consistency with which I have held my tone held throughout my life. That in itself, is a remarkable achievement. I am accepting all aspects of myself with a deep and abiding love.

We have been taught to listen and interpret words as our means of communication. We are moving into a time of transparency and truth. Words can be used to obfuscate, manipulate, hide behind. Now we are given the gift of greater communication as we begin to read the energy field of a person. We can sense the package of information our fields are putting out as well as hear the words. Where there is disparity, there is a discordant tone that is unpleasant to the ear. Where the words and the field are one, a tone of harmony is emitted. This is our work, to harmonize our fields and walk in that oneness.

I have allowed this dissolution of my being, witnessing all aspects of myself, laid bare. No desire to gather them, to reform them. Content to melt into the earth. My personality self felt the old desire to flee the pain presented. I watched the parade of voices, many from years past, come through touting their wares:

Start an exercise program, then you will feel better. You seem to quit after a few days, what is wrong with you?
It is all about diet, just eat right and your world will be right. You know you eat too much sugar.
Meditate 20 minutes a day and your life will be perfect. It has to be a scheduled routine to be effective.
Just follow the plan, do not make waves, accept the cultural paradigm and life will ease up. Here are ten easy steps to get there.

I lay there and laughed. And laughed some more. Really? This is all you have for me? All of these are programs that assist us to judge ourselves. We are told how to feel rather than allowing ourselves to discover anything for ourselves. We are fed a daily dose of judgment that reinforces the notion that we are not good enough, not smart enough, not thin enough, not wealthy enough, not, not, not! We need a diet plan, a money making plan, a brain exercise plan…….left to our own devices we might just discover that we are powerful, perfect beings of lovelight, come to create heaven on earth.

This little guy was one of the gifts left outside my tent door by the elementals. One day it was a bark heart, one day a few berries, a heart rock. All signs of how all the kingdoms want to support and create with us.

For now, there is no impulse to move, to do or be anything. I am letting go of the new age, the new earth, the idea of ascension, the idea of myself as a spiritual being. My dear body is here, she breathes and continues to hold a form. I have no desire to preserve this form. I see myself lying on the desert sand, adding to its dust. This gives me a feeling of peace. Dissolving into the void that I am. The Oneness that exists within each cell. I watch the sheets drying on the line, and am mesmerized by the form that the wind provides; billowing fat and full by its gusts, hanging limp and flat, in its stillness, edges curling in a soft dance as the wind teases it to soft movement.

I offer myself to the elements, the elemental being of my body, in play with sun, wind, rain, people, faeries, electronics, ley lines, all of it. No will directing this course, trusting to the Creator as the birds and the flowers do. I will come to my flowering as it is part and parcel of my being. Unhinging the mind that believed it was essential to survival. Sitting in my heart, unattached to outer form, to any idea of good or bad, happy life or sad.

View from my tent, camping spot of my dream.

I am here. And everywhere. Beliefs dissolved. Cords of attachment cut. Will the rain melt me? Will the mountains meld with me? The sylphs of the air have given me direction these past years. Now the where, who, what, how……..are all blowing in the wind. I am the wind. All one. I rest.

Leaving the Old Behind

Posted on August 17, 2014 by lovelylinda

It has been so long since I was able to write, I have been journeying on the inner planes. I have been traveling for the past few weeks, enacting the three triggers that I was asked to perform in my new universal role. It has been a time of expansion, physical challenges and grace.

I am presently melding with the Grand Teton Mountains in Wyoming. This has been an elemental experience for me. I swim in Jackson Lake’s clear waters, lie on the ground here, am cooled by the slyphs of the air, lie in my tent and watch the lightening beings and thunder gods illuminate the mountain range, hike along the trails, weaving liquidlovelight. I have not showered or washed my hair in over a fortnight, rather allowing the waters to cleanse me as they will. I have been guided to become feral, allowing my essence to blend with the mountains, dropping deep into the earth’s crystalline core and allowing their strength to infill me.

view from my campsite

This has been a wonderous experience for me as I am placed at their feet, as it were, in deep reverence and love. I have traveled a triangular pattern of lovelight, from Mount Shasta to British Columbia’s pristine lakes, to Yellowstone and Glacier National Park in Montana, and down Yellowstone’s steaming lands to the jagged peaks of the Grand Tetons. Myriad emotions have flowed through me; despair, joy, sorrow, longing, unease and deep peace. We are leaving this reality behind. Many emotions are brought to the surface as we depart the old. As much as we are ready, and more than ready for the new earth to manifest, we grieve the passing of this age. I have spoken to so many who have found themselves in tears that seemed to have no end. Days of crying that have no known cause. All part of assisting our Mother Earth as she moves into her newness and truth. She takes our tears and uses them to water her heart and allow her full blossoming.

I am standing in the joy and strength of my beloved mountains, truly we are opening to fall in love with everything and everyone. We are the energy of the new earth and it is through our open hearts that we are truly bringing heaven to earth. Glory to God!

Snakes and Freedom

Posted on July 12, 2014 by lovelylinda

Cleaved apart!

Awoke from a dream of a snake. I was on a boat and there were some people who were not being fed. A man and I, took it upon ourselves to make sure they got food. We had to do it in secret. I had just finished delivering the food when I heard the ones in charge, coming back. I had to get rid of the tray I carried quickly. The way open was down a passageway which was lined with snakes. I knew it was dangerous yet had to flee down it. One of the snakes attached itself to me. It was huge, it covered my entire back, holding my neck and head rigid as it began to meld into my skin. I could hardly move. I was being consumed by the snake. I found my way to the man who I had been working with. We gazed at one another. He picked up a machete and indicated that he was going to cleave the snake from me. I had the sense that I would die at his hand or the snake’s. My eyes signaled a yes to him. He used the machete in one masterful, slow stroke that peeled that snake from me. I went from terror to the most incredible freedom. It was beyond anything that I had experienced in form. FREEDOM! Unimaginable freedom. I soared and awoke with the taste of it on my tongue, the feel of it coursing through my body, the sound of it, legends of angels trumpeting. Freedom is here. We have only to open our hearts to receive it.

Today we are gifted with a super full moon. It offers us its gifts of expansion as well as an infilling. We are being filled with the knowing that we are whole, we are loved, we are all a part of the Creator’s grand plan. Unity and oneness are here.

Time to grow free and wild like the vegie patch I left behind.

We are stepping into a world where none will go hungry. We will no longer fear punishment for our desires and actions to see ourselves free. We are bursting from these shells of limitation on every front. It is ours to claim. A prisoner can be released from his jail cell, but he must walk out not only physically, but emotionally and mentally. He must claim his freedom in his heart and begin to live it. This is what is offered to you and to me this day. Ask for that machete, and let the old shell be sliced away. The butterflies emerge, the rainbow tribe is born. God is blessing us all and we are claiming those blessings.

Dancing in my joy, I am off to hike to some waterfalls with a couple of love beings who are hosting and loving me on this journey of weaving the liquidlovelight amongst the tribe. I love you all. Claim your own love today!

It Is All New

Posted on June 30, 2014 by lovelylinda

Have you felt these new frequencies rolling in? They are calling us to be present in every moment. Your mind can have an idea of what you are going to do and it can be tumbled about in the wave crashing in. There is no solid ground, we are the ground! A new firmament is being created as we stream our lovelight from Home into this earth. Exciting, exhausting, relentless.

I had been given a vision and a date for my first step into my new expanded role. Dates shifted and the new moon called me and a friend to Mount Shasta days earlier than expected. It all happened as if in a dream, a few hour drive up to the spot that called to us on the mountain and then back again. No walk in town, nothing but hit our mark and depart. Floating the whole way in a rich soup of energies. The aftermath, days of stillness. Packing awaits, departure looms and yet I can do nothing but lie here and dream. We are dreaming the new into being. This is powerful work and the time is now. I heard the deep voice booming, “It begins,” and I knew its truth as my vision unfurled the shock waves of love spreading across the land.

Birds flying in sync in moving waves across the sky. We can let go and trust the patterns of love.

As these waves of love pour in, they loosen the debris from each of our hearts. All the sediment that has weighed us down is being lifted, we have only to observe its departure. Like a layer of fog covering the earth, it can appear thick and impenetrable when you find yourself in the midst of it. Yet, as you stand and breathe it in, whether it be joy or sorrow, it can melt like the mist it is. This fog layer asks to be loved fully so that we can claim clear skies for all of humanity. It matters not whether it is my shadow or yours, I breathe it in and breathe it out in liquidlovelight. Alchemists of old, our time is now to show our mastery. All that has been hidden in the shadowlands, comes forth to be spun into the golden lovelight. You can do this, I can do this. It is not difficult as we have learned that all the stories have but one theme, and that is love. All that has come into our world has been to open us to receive or give the love that we are. It was never personal, but rather gifts of growth and expansion. Freedom lovers, one and all, we desire to love our hearts, and all hearts, free.

Oh, to be wild in love! To fall in love throughout the day. To love everything and everybody. I recall a younger sister sharing this sentiment thirty years ago and my response of, “You are crazy, you cannot love everyone. ” She took her life not long after as she could not find a way to remain in the dense energies of the time with her loving heart. It has been a grueling journey for sensitive souls. That time is coming to an end as we have decided, as a collective, that we desire everyone to live a life of freedom, of abundance, of peace and harmony.

We are just getting our land legs in these new energies, see yourself as tender as this fawn, newly born.

Gentleness is called for as we acclimate to these new frequencies. Our wonderful bodies are working overtime to adapt and transform. We honor them by resting, drinking lots of water, allowing them what they call for. When we completely surrender to the process, we find that whirlwinds of energy suddenly appear to complete a required task. My packing will get done with ease, this I know. I cannot decide it with my mind, only allow the movement, riding the waves. To be in tune with these waves is the essential task. Life will continue despite a to-do list that remains unchecked. We are moving into the NOW moment, the zero point field where past and future are merely words that no longer make sense.

Surrender, allow, be. Letting go of the shoulds, letting go of other’s desires, dropping into what is and finding peace. My heart is on fire with this love. It is spread heart to heart, a conflagration of lovelight exploding around the earth. We will never be the same. It will never be as hard again. Hold to nothing, allow all to move through you and you will shiver with the delight that freedom brings. To be here now, all the lifetimes of sorrow dissolved in the joy of this love. Breathe it in for now, the play begins! The new firmament is moving into place and we are the ones to create the world we desire. Expand your hearts and you will know the gift that you bring to the drawing board. Know your worth and hold your head high as you begin to give it. All on this planet, have a contribution to make. Look to your own heart, feel what lights you up and be it with all that you are. You are divinity in form, a creator god ready to play with other gods. We can create a world beyond our imagining!

Staggering After the Solstice

Posted on June 26, 2014 by lovelylinda

A table I set with flowers for a dear one’s celebration, reminding me that a banquet table is laid for each of us, with the Creator’s love.

The Solstice packed a punch this year, no gathering with others as it felt challenging enough to stand upright alone. A few days have passed, and I am still reeling with bouts of exhaustion that leave me feeling as if I am a boxer, staggering to his corner stool, after a challenging round. I feel pummeled. Interactions take energy I do not have to spare. To eat or not to eat, has become an question as waves of nausea carry me off. Sometimes a piece of toast quiets the torrent, or does the opposite and intensifies it. Extremes appeal; salt, sweet, crunchy, soft. I am getting ready to pack camping gear and the kitchen kit is in question. Will I cook for myself outdoors on this adventure? I keep sensing the last time with some foods therefore, savor it now. Feeling myself drinking water and more water, maybe juices, smoothies. Hearing the sun can sustain these new light bodies. Wondering how soon that will be my reality.

I feel like I am sleepwalking through deep snow, encountering occasional melted patches where the sun has hit. I take advantage of these to complete tasks. Conversations are challenging, requiring too much energy. It feels like white noise in my head, comprehension lacking. Driving has been interesting as cars pull in my lane, as if I were not there. Am I visible? I feel like I am floating down the road, perhaps I really am invisible. What is real? What is imagined? It is all blending in a new soup.

The sky tonight, calling me to open roads and wider vistas.

I express my needs to my I AM presence and trust they will be met. I have to take the car to the garage, get my tooth taken care of, this computer needs attention as it flickers and wavers, trying to decide if it wants to get to work or not. Today the tooth and the car got taken care of in between stretches where I lay anchored to my bed. As soon as a window of energy appears, I move with it, knowing the crash will soon follow. At five p.m., I had to sleep, now at 10 p.m., I am awake. There is no sense in the clock anymore except to attend to errands that are attached to a dissolving reality. Our world is shifting…..my computer screen has been demonstrating it to me. Days of fuzzy, dancing screens, doubled, blurred lines, even a day of no screen at all showing up, and now my computer is operating as pretty as you please. Let this be reflected in my body!

There are days where I can’t seem to see very well, everything is cloudy. I find myself using my reading glasses to cook something or do the laundry as if I were blind. Other days, my vision is as sharp and focused as you please, no reading glasses required for any task. Two days ago, my belly was a bloated tight drum, uncomfortable as if an eight month old baby were tumbling about in it. Today it looks like I gave birth, slack and soft and reduced in bulk.

Illuminated by a shaft of sunlight, this leaf quivers with life. Allowing myself to be washed in the sunlight of love that is pouring in.

I have had moments of anxiety as I prepare for this new/old adventure of driving about with no plan, in my nineteen year old car. 252, 784 miles on her and she still wants to go. I had felt that she and I were to have new forms. Surely we would not be asked to move about in these old body suits? Today as I feel all this internal shifting, I note that there is a shifting. Things have changed but as yet, the outer appearances do not reflect this. Ok, so we go as we are, trusting that all will be well. My departure date has flashed on the screen of my mind. I look about me and wonder how I will meet it in this present comatose state. I have to pack and clear and clean. Will my body hold up? Do I have the stamina for life on the road again? How long will this trip last? Is it a trip? I have no destination, no home to return to……I am moving back into my nomad state after a year of being settled. Why did I sign up for this at this juncture of my life? I am fifty-eight years old, and feeling it tonight. I had let go of most of my worldly possessions years ago, keeping the car and camping gear and am surprised to find myself having to do so once again. In this year of living in my former house, I have enjoyed having familiar treasures about me. The pleasure of using a mixing bowl I love, the joy of my son’s paintings brightening my room, the relief of this small fan blowing on me in bed. My body wonders if it will feel comfort. I keep hearing that I am not moving to less, but more. More on every level…..my heart trusts, my body is not so sure. I am trusting my own manifestation skills to come online. Knowing I do not want to, nor have, the resources to outfit a life in the old way. Curious how this bigger life is to come into being, knowing that it will as I have walked it in my dreamscapes.

My river walk reminds me of the joy of flowing with no fixed point.

Deep breath. Sinking down into my heart, I feel an expansion, a sense of freedom wafting in with the breeze. Oh yes, the sylphs of the air are calling me north. A direction given with some “work” points along the way. This is not a road for the faint hearted. Ascension is real. The shift is here. We are moving. We are becoming aware of our oneness. Love is flowing and weaving across the planet. My liquidlovelight is called for and for now, it requires movement. This I can do. We are each called to our part. Grace is here to lend a hand. I am in need of her hand and take it gladly. Let’s go see what is up ahead.

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