Coming Into Balance With the Equinox Energies

Unity consciousness captured from my first attempt at using a huge Japanese brush with ink. I did this in Sante Fe a couple of years ago and just unearthed it and framed it. It makes my heart sing.

Unity consciousness captured from my first attempt at using a huge Japanese brush with ink. I did this in Sante Fe a couple of years ago and just unearthed it and framed it. It makes my heart sing.

I am savoring the energy moving through my body, allowing me to exercise and work in the yard. After weeks of exhaustion and stillness, it is so refreshing to move! I have learned to be more fully present to each moment, appreciating the gift that it brings. I have laughed at the balancing going on. I will feel a spurt of energy and move with it, then a wave of fatigue will come and it is all I can do to get myself to a reclining position. The days seem to be made up of a series of these waves, rolling in one upon another. I drink my green juices and then eat a whole pepperoni pizza with my son. Read a beautifully written novel and then watch a lighthearted movie. I find myself deep in a meditative space, accessing hearts around the globe and then coming out to clearing cupboards with my organizing brain in overdrive. I sliced through a fingernail on my right hand only to have a bee sting me on my left foot. All part of this balancing the equinox is bringing us. I love knowing that on this day, day and night is of equal length all across the world. That knowing sends shivers of excitement through me. We are remembering how to be fully on this earth, loving her and our physical expressions as well as expanding into the oneness fields that allow us to know home. We came to bring heaven to earth. I am beginning to feel the truth of that statement in my cells, in my bones.

I love how deeply that relaxes me. The striving, the impatience, the questioning, the despair, the disillusionment, the pain……all seems to have dropped away like an old cloak that no longer fits. I am ready for a new cloak that embraces all that I have been since I first left home. That was eons ago and there have been many cloaks worn, some dark, some light, some bright, some tattered, some splendid, some plain, some ornate. All have been chosen by my soul as I played various roles as I came to know this human experience. I love this now moment as I am free to chose the cloak that best represents the fullness of my mighty I AM presence. I am brilliant as the sun and there are jewels flashing their multifacted light. Yes, this cloak is one fit for a queen and I am claiming it as the balance point of all that I have been throughout time. I am claiming myself as lovelight, as a lighthouse shining forth. It is such a relief to know myself in this way, to have the mists and clouds of misperceptions, fall away. We are human angels who shine like the sun. Our eyes will have to adjust to the brilliance as we look at one another. Oh, happy days!

As we step boldly through our own dark night, we see the light waiting to engulf us all.

As we step boldly through our own dark night, we see the light waiting to engulf us all.

I stand at the threshold of this equinox, knowing myself as a gatekeeper, holding the doors open for all who would enter. As each approaches the threshold, I hold a field of love that allows them to release their burdens, to drop their cares and sense of responsibility for anyone else. To take off their masks and stand naked, allowing the lovelight to clothe them in its warmth. This is offered to us all. It has taken years for me to come to this naked place, now the path is open and much quicker to travel. It is such a privilege to be allowed this opportunity to be a chalice for the Creator’s light and to serve in this way. After eons of free will, it turns out that doing the Divine’s will is all that I desire. To serve one another, to serve the lovelight is the passion of my soul.

We are bringing in this new age of love, heart by heart. We can add to it daily by speaking our truth, telling one another the words of love that our soul has longed to hear. What words do you wish your mother had said to you? Speak those to your daughter or son. What words do you wish your partner had spoken? Speak those to him/her now. At every turn, become courageous in speaking the language of love. We all desire it, yearn for it. It is now accessible to us, let go of embarrassment and allow the liquidlovelight to flow. “You are so beautiful! You have an immense heart! Your kindness is so appreciated. I love the way you pay attention to details. You create such beauty! I am so proud of you!”

The heavens are singing your praises!

The heavens are singing your praises!

On and on, let your imagination go wild and free your heart to speak what you want to hear. In the speaking, you will find your own heart being healed, being lifted, being gladdened. As we gift one another, we are gifted. This is the way of the universe. It is a win-win world and we are here to reinstate this universal law. Apply the golden rule of doing onto others as you would have done onto you. Do it with a flourish, dust off those compliments and be ready to shower the folks around you with their light! As well, open your heart to receive and own their power. This is part of the balancing….give and receive. You are so beautiful. I am putting on my sunglasses as I stand at the gate of this equinox and watch you walk through into your own light. My God, you are all so beautiful. My heart is spilling over in tears. A blessed crossing to us all.

 

Friday the 13th Containing the Spectrum

Following an instinctt to bring order out of the chaos of the forest floor.

Following an instinct to bring order out of the chaos of the forest floor.

Intense energies are swirling about today: the dense, chaotic ones alongside the expansive, uplifting ones. Friday the 13th opens us to this spectrum that stretches our being to contain it all. Can we hold the elements of injustice and horrors occurring on the planet alongside the beauty of a hummingbird outside our window? Can we tone the deep base note of the whales alongside the high pitched squeal of the dolphins? Can we hold our shameful, dark places in an embrace of sweet love? Can I look at a need to interrupt another and hug the child who never felt heard? Can I listen to an exaggeration in a telling of a story and hold the child who felt unimportant and small? Can I hear critical words and honor the child who was not praised? This day calls us to hold all of ourselves in the arms of love. The opportunity is heightened and the support is there to integrate more of ourselves. To bring all aspects of ourselves into harmony and peace.

I have spent the past couple of days pulled deep within my center. A couple of friends who are very tuned into me have called today to ask where I have gone as they felt I was farther away than I had ever been. They were right. I cannot name the place yet I know I have been working on vast inner planes where we meet to construct the new. I am close to tears as my heart is like a live coal, burning in my chest. A flame that draws to it all that is ready to be consumed. Many of us are acting as blast furnaces (strange word that just came from a childhood memory of my father working in the blast furnace of the steel mill), our fields of lovelight pulling the dross, the chaotic, the unstable elements into their center to be transformed into liquidlovelight which can be used to form life anew. A heaviness comes upon the body as I am pulled into sleep or this half awake state. My body is running huge amounts of energy through it as evidenced by my frequent need for dense food, meat and root vegetables as well as gallons of water. I need a bathroom a dozen times a day as it all runs through me. My belly swells as my body adjusts to hold me in place.

Do you see how the light dances to outline the shoreline? What is solid? What is vibration? It is all melding in our vision.

Do you see how the light dances to outline the shoreline? What is solid? What is vibration? It is all melding in our vision.

We are traveling between worlds in so many ways. I had to drive my son’s car the other day as mine was in the garage. It is a manual and I could not think how to drive a manual. My body remembered but I could not figure out which pedal was the clutch and which the brake even as I was in the process of successfully driving it. We are moving from intellectual understanding to deep knowing. I am seeing flashes of light and color in my peripheral vision. The floor shifts below me as do the walls about me. What is solid? My vision pixalates at times and blurs to almost no sight at others. My ears hear new sounds and at other times, it is as if I am in a vacuum chamber of no sound. My son was showing me photos from his recent trip and I could feel myself within them, smelling the ocean, hearing the wind. Someone begins to describe an experience and as the words fall upon my ears, I am feeling the wholeness of it as if I had experienced it all myself.

Always the hearts on my walks.

Always the hearts on my walks.

Our hearts are capable of such understanding. We truly are entering unity consciousness where we can transfer thoughts and emotions by a glance, a touch. I put my hand on another’s heart and he said it flamed up in him as heat that felt as if I had rubbed Vick’s  mentholated vapor rub upon it. I can imagine greeting one another by holding our hands palm up while looking in one another’s eyes, transferring entire conversations in an instant. Our hearts’ truth being communicated with a depth and breadth that words fail to articulate.

As today’s chaotic nodes swirl about me, I can find no traction anywhere. My heart flames and calls me back to it. Breathing myself into my center a thousand times a day. Lying under a tree, feeling the breeze dance the leaves, tuning into a movie so that my mind is engaged on one level, leaving the rest of me free to dive deep. Short bursts of cleaning to clear my space, using sage to calm my emotional body with its settling smoke, quick hops in the cool saltwater pool to ease the heat flashes, dark chocolate to savor the sweetness of life, tears to release the old that is departing.

The light illuminating the structure from above and below. We are the form that it flows through.

The light illuminating the structure from above and below. We are the form that it flows through.

These are the days that I incarnated for. My mind cannot explain what is happening. There is only allowing the feelings to run through me. Offering my vehicle as a chalice to move the energy from heaven to earth, being a transducer, bringing it in to useable fuel for our world. Living in a space without comfort nor discomfort. Being the flame in my heart, claiming it as center and following its connection to Source as well as to Mother Gaia’s heart. The Friday the 13th energy, tightening the string till it seems it will snap. Allowing this without pulling back. Trusting that it is all a part of the process. Flowing with it as best I can, knowing that the instinct to grab hold of anything is a false security. Moving closer to the source within that burns so bright. Feeling grateful for it all. Feeling grateful to have made it this far and still have a body to play with. Feeling grateful for all the clearing that is taking place within and without.  Feeling grateful to all of your hearts for blazing so bright and bringing in your unique light. A veil is dissolving….I am grateful that I can feel what is about to be revealed. All is about to be enlarged in every way. And in every way, I hear the refrain, All is well. And all is so very, very well.

 

 

 

Tipping Point Reached……Deep Sigh of Relief

Today is  a day to sprawl out under a beautiful tree and sigh deeply with our mother earth.

Today is a day to sprawl out under a beautiful tree and sigh deeply with our mother earth.

I find myself sighing with relief today as I sense that we have indeed passed the tipping point of light and love on this planet of ours. Yesterday the energy coming through had a newness, a freshness to it that I felt in my bones. Not to mention heat rising, a need for gallons of water as well as more rest as my body released years held tension. It was the plan all along that freedom would return but it has hung in the balance more times than I wish to recall.  I knew we had passed a marker and could hear the cheering from our galactic and inner earth families as we did so.

I am savoring this moment. Breathing into it and allowing the joy to wash through me. I can send ribbons of heartlight out to all of our human family through my intention. These ribbons carry the news, the hope, the rope that says,” Hang on! Love is here in force.” We are standing on a new foundation that we have helped create. From this foundation, we will be able to co-create the new earth that our hearts have dreamt of. Our mother earth is ready for us, she is shaking the last of the old from her back, lending her assistance and love to each of us for a new life.

September 11th is almost upon us. A day to honor those who gave their lives so we could awaken to the truth of unity and love. A day to say no more to being pawns for an overseers’ agenda of war. We will no longer be duped by propaganda that seeks to separate and divide. Let us remember that we are one people and fill our hearts with peace and goodwill towards all men.  Let us vow to make this world safe for all women and children on this planet.

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Empty ourselves of the old so that we may be filled with the new.

The fires of purification stand at the ready to release any remaining structures, beliefs, relationships that no longer resonate with this new being that I am and you are.  We have a little less than two weeks until the doorway of the equinox opens. When we step through, we will enter a new land. You cannot enter with baggage, all must be dropped at the gate. These next days offer the opportunity to get ready for our departure. What I know in my cells, is that nothing of value will be lost. No  matter what you are called to surrender, your old griefs, old wounds, attachments, habits……drop them. Forgive everyone, forgive yourself and move on. Step to the doorway naked as you have ever been. Yes, there are some wonderful things we have experienced in this reality. We can be grateful and anticpate creating anew. I am trusting, that there are more wonders awaiting me. Evolution is a forward, expanding process and so what awaits is further expansion of our hearts. . More of our gifts returning, more magical abilities to play with and master.  A greater capacity to love and receive love. Oh, the freedom……I can hear its tones enticing me onward.

Take a deep breath, pat yourself on the back for adding your lovelight to this victory. We came to bring heaven to earth. We no longer have to seek upwards for higher consciousness, it is time for us to recognize that it has always been inside us and to begin to embody it and ground it here on our mother. I can hear the laughter already, egging me onward. There is no one’s hand to hold as all are held by their own I AM presence. I look to myself, call in the fires of purification to burn 24/7 any remaining dross in my being. I desire to be empty in body, mind and spirit so as to be infilled with this new liquidlovelight that is pouring in.  Oh the joy!

What Does Your Heart Want?

Tree gazing, peace filled activity.

Tree gazing, peace filled activity.

This is the question that my inner being asked me this morning. I was lying down, connecting to hearts all around the world, and this question seemed to reverberate from the earth herself. One word resounded from my heart and at the same instant, from all hearts. Peace. I want peace. All peoples want peace. I know that there are still some thinking that they truly want to destroy peace in this world. They are so shut off from their own hearts, that they can no longer feel their brothers and sisters. For them, we are called to hold such love that it embraces them in a fiery furnace of love that melts their hearts back to love.

For the rest of us, we are being called to be pillars of peace in every way that we can. Feel into moving through your day with a heart completely at peace. When you feel a concern rise up, maybe you feel your daughter is making a poor decision in her life, call in the angels to assist her and then release the concern to them as you trust her I AM presence and the angels to handle that. Return to peace.

Perhaps your knee is acting up and you are wondering if you will need to have surgery. Again, call in the healing angels for assistance and ask your higher self to bring you any information about an action you may need to take, and then let that go. Flood your knee with love and appreciation for all the years it has worked perfectly for you and visualize it continuing to do so. Return to peace. 

Now a worry floats across about the war in Syria, take a deep breath and send love to all the people there, calling in the angels of peace to be with them. Perhaps you are prompted to write your congressmen to voice your opinion, do so. Trust your guidance as to what action is yours to take. I have been doing a guided meditation by a friend of mine that centers my heart and allows the peace to flow: http://childrenofthesun.org/syria-invocation/ Afterwards, I am peace. 

Today I thought to work in the garden but my body is sore from working there the past few days. I open to my body and feel its desire to rest. I flood it with appreciation for the work it has done, and I give it rest. In this way, I once again return to peace. 

I imagine the pink clouds as a blanket of peace and love covering the earth.

I imagine the pink clouds as a blanket of peace and love covering the earth.

A friend calls and a plan has changed. I see that I will now have an open afternoon which aligns with my body desiring rest. I had thought to call and cancel but it was done for me. I thank the universe for responding to my needs and return to peace. 

I have a desire to create some art but the energy is not there to do so. I thank myself for the creative ideas flooding in and trust that when my energy aligns, I will create. I return to peace. 

I was laughing with my former hubby about how we were rewriting our past by being so joyful in our present. Each moment of peace now, was erasing all the moments of deep sorrow and pain. Our adult children have all commented on how whole it makes them feel to have both of us united as dear friends, supporting them as they make their way in the world. Our peace, adds to their sense of peace and wholeness. My higher self impressed upon me how the work we have done to bring our relationship back to love, is affecting peace in the world. How every moment we choose to be at peace within ourselves and with others about us, we are  adding mightily to the peace efforts for our world.

I believe that our world is ready for peace. It is time. Won’t you join me in making a commitment to peace? It begins with you and with me, choosing in each moment to return to peace. 

 

 

Embracing the Dark Side

My walk by the river, drinking in peace.

My walk by the river, drinking in peace.

After nights of dreams where I was witnessing torture, feeling myself inside the torturer, the victim and the torturer’s leader, this morning’s dream recall was of the more magical variety. I am appreciative of the torture dreams as I have spent the past few weeks deep in the darker underbelly of this duality, seeking to understand it so that I can bring all of it back to love. I read Alice Walker’s latest book: The Cushion in the Road: Meditation and Wandering As the Whole World Awakens To Being In Harm’s Way. It is a series of excerpts of her writing of the past few years as she witnesses many of the horrors that we, as the human race, have inflicted upon one another. My heart opened anew as I sought to understand how the human psyche could devise and enact such treatment of one another. As I explored this gruesome territory, seeking understanding of the deep wounding and disconnection that would allow any of us to engage in such acts, I came to see the seeds present within myself.

It is easy to discount such behavior as it is so far on the desperate end of the spectrum that we allow ourselves to turn our heads. I know that has been my way. There were vibrations that I did not allow, violence of any kind, horror, suspense. I have never been a news watcher nor a fan of much but Pollyanna type movies. Images are hard for me to remove which is why books are my medium. I like to create my own softer imagery.

Yet of late, I have read a sci fi series by Dan Simmons: Hyperion that my elder son suggested whose covers have gruesome images which would have been enough to put me off in the past. I am so glad that I went beyond the exterior to glean the jewels of understanding its pages offer, of this matrix we have been living in. By exploring the depths of depravity that we are capable of, I more fully understood the power of love that we hold.  It has been an expansion that allows me fuller access to what it is to be human.

Duality on this planet is at its end. We are witnessing its collapse all about us. We came to be a part of this dismantling. We came to bring unity consciousness. We came to demonstrate the force that is love and how it can melt all back to its embrace. The question is how do we do this in our day to day lives?

We are as gentle as these fawns,  trusting in life.

We are as gentle as these fawns, trusting in life.

We have been conditioned to be cruel judges of ourselves, meting out harsh punishments and judgments to our bodies, our pysches. We are trained to judge everything and everyone as good or bad, to rail against and fight for. We have no training in peace. In acceptance of what is without a need to judge it or categorize it. No training in love of this body which has its own consciousness and is here to serve us. Do we take the time to ask it what it wants? What would it like to wear this day, what would it like to eat in this moment, how would it like to move? Instead we are like generals giving orders, I am vegan, I only eat this, I am overweight so I must whip myself all day, movement only counts if it is in the form of an exercise routine. Even the word, routine is a clue…… can we remain present in a habitual routine? It makes us into robots, not allowing ourselves the freedom to be made anew each day. We have given up our role as explorers, discovering new things about ourselves each day. Yes, it takes more conscious awareness to open to what is present rather than default to a routine. It is also where the juice is, the aliveness, the joy.

We are  moving from a black and white world to one of radiant color. To make this move, we have to begin within ourselves. All around are the clamors of war, pain, suffering, and calamity. Can we allow all that and go to a place where all is well? Trees are helpful for this, as is a flower, anything in nature can provide the path to peace. If we desire peace on earth, the end of strife, which I believe we all do, can we find that place inside of us? Try sitting and imagining that all is well. All your issues have been handled, your problems solved, your desires satisfied. You are free to feel joy. You know yourself as loved by all of creation. You know yourself as love. You are at peace. Breathe that in. Allow that feeling to wash over you like liquid lovelight. I bathe myself in it often as a reality check as the world impinges upon my being. This will do more for peace on earth than many outer activities. There is a place for action but what we were not told, was the power of our state of being. When our hearts are at peace, we discover the power that Gandhi harnessed by his nonviolence movement. That Martin Luther King spoke of in his I Have a Dream speech.

I feel that I have grown up in these past weeks as I allowed myself to stand in vibrations that formerly scared me. When I claim love as my truth, I know that all that is not that, melts in its path. By exploring the darker realms, I have welcomed back parts of myself that I sentenced to outer Siberia. My anger, my hardness, my desire to hurt in revenge…..I have thanked them for protecting me in the past. I have commuted their sentences and welcomed them back with a love bath. They are dissolving in that love and are so grateful to be called home.

Nature loves the pink lovelight like I do.

Nature loves the pink lovelight like I do.

It is time for us to be the peace. Shower yourself with this love and feel how it moves from you to all of our brothers and sisters in Syria and Egypt and Palestine and across the globe. We are one people. Every thought on my part, affects everyone. If I want to live in a peaceful world, I must come to know all is well in my world. So many of us are blessed with food and shelter, what we are told are our basic needs. Yet we often starve ourselves of love. Lovingkindness to oneself. Sit and allow that love to be present. When we know ourselves as love and our hearts as true, we can change this world. It is up to each of us to be that love and be that change that we so desire. Peace begins in your heart and mine. Be gentle and oh so tender with yourselves this day. I treat myself like a newborn, not minding the messy diapers and spit up and all the rest of being human…..it is a part of our glory. Embrace it all, embrace yourself. You are so beautiful and you are so loved. Let’s get on with creating this lovely world that we wish our children and grandchildren to live in. I begin today with my heart, with my gentle voice in my head, with allowing my body to choose her clothes and breakfast. I am radiating all is well. I am knowing myself as blessed. I am knowing myself as love incarnate. I am knowing your beauty. I am claiming mine.

 

 

 

 

The Peace Portal Approaches

A heart with wings, the clouds echoing how I feel!

A heart with wings, the clouds echoing how I feel!

This is a holy week for me. I feel drawn further in to my own source, my own light. I feel reverence for all of life, for all of us for the journey that we have been on. All is about to change. My cells are doing a wild dance of freedom as my exterior presents the glassy sheen of a still pool. All is in harmony. All is truth. All is well.

I have not written in ages as there was nothing to say. Words, empty vessels that no longer held the truth that I felt. I could not pour this aliveness into any form. Rather, I have lived it, drank it, breathed it, been consumed by it. Surrender is easy to write, harder to live. I was called to this inward time by Sophia, my I AM presence. Linda struggled with some of it as I had to cancel plans with others and let go of connections that my personality desired. I had to face a fear that I would not emerge from this hermit life. I did not know if or when I emerged, if there would be anyone left to dance with. This was hard. I have honed my surrendering skills in the past few years but each layer demands a new level of letting go. Ultimately, all the personality concerns melt as to not follow the promptings of my soul would be the most difficult choice of all.

I read of others living in joy and feeling passion arise for new things. I felt no passion in any outward sense though a passion for freedom inflamed every atom in me. Freedom for us all to sing our song, to see our own beauty, to know our place in the cosmos. Oh, yes, that is a flame of passion in me, to see liquidlovelight pouring everywhere with its freeing grace.

I love the stark contrast of the burnt log and the vibrant pink, decay and growth present in each moment. This is life.

I love the stark contrast of the burnt log and the vibrant pink, decay and growth present in each moment. This is life.

I had experienced all that I desired of this earthly plane and wanted more, oh, so much more. A theme of my life, wanting more than was in the offing. I am a visionary, holding the image of the what is to come, moving the goal post further afield so as to assist in this evolutionary cycle. It is so reassuring to realize that our innate nature, once judged as wrong, is now ours to claim as who we are. Of course, I was always pushing for more, that is the role that I agreed to play.

Surrender I did and the earth took me deeper into her core. She offered to entrain me to her heartbeat. I was to become a tone for the new that is arising. A tone with no sound that reverberates far and wide. It was a process that has taken all of me as there are no half measures offered. On the surface, my body rested. I was shown how my environment was perfectly suited for my needs. It was a safe place for my body to be while my spirit soared wide and deep. It offered me physical comfort and ease, allowing me to be fully present with the task at hand with little popping out to tend to outer requirements. A gift that my higher self created for me at this time. I was not to dilute it.

We have been engaged in almost frenetic activity under the surface, getting much in place for this portal of August 25th when the planets and sun gift us with a influx of love and light. Each morning, I awaken to the tone of more hearts opening to their own beauty, their tones  sounding strong and true. I feel giddy with this energy as I sense that soon the newness I crave, will be here. That we will laugh that we ever knew anything but radiant health, that we engaged in separation based on skin color or economics. That we believed that we were powerless to create our lives. That we believed in anything but love.

Tending the flame of my heart deep in the earth. This is my now.

Tending the flame of my heart deep in the earth. This is my now.

It is a grand letting go as we remove our old robes and choose the robes that truly fit our essence. A person dear to my heart, recently had a direct experience of the divine in the middle of a pain filled night. This light coming in has challenged our physical vessels in so many ways. All the density is being cleared, to make room for this mighty waterfall that is about to cascade upon us. What a gift this is! Yet it can feel frightening when the pain seems to be the only reality. In that sacred moment, he went through the portal the pain offered rather than resisting it, and he knew himself as whole, as well in body and spirit. He knew himself as the beloved son, so dear to the Creator. He was gifted with a nakedness that shone only light. In the days following, he had the opportunity to decide if he would clothe himself in any of his old shirts, old labels of who he thought himself to be. The temptation is strong to cover ourselves quickly, lest we feel the chill of the air which exposes our vulnerability to the world. Can we stand in that nakedness and allow the not knowing of what to choose, to be? Can we ride the pain and see where it takes us without seeking middle of the night internet queries to put a label on it and contain it? Can we stand in the winds of fear and let the tears come? Can we befriend the moment and breathe into the bodily restrictions without seeking a way out?

Our bodies hold our wisdom. Listen and allow and they will take you on a journey of self discovery. They are the book to open in the night, when the stars are shining and the pain is speaking in loud tones. They are communicating, asking us to listen. I see so many who are ill this week, their bodies creating the opening to rest and stillness that allows this new energy a place to land. My friend is tentatively trying out this new perspective, of allowing himself to be taught a new language by his body.

I love how loved we are. I love how the universe conspires to move us always to our higher expression of self. I love the selves that are emerging, naked in our glory, knowing ourselves as suns. Breathe in whatever is there for you, knowing you are in your perfect place, all situations in  your life have been created by you and for you. Know that you are loved beyond our wildest imaginings of what love is. Feel it and sing it. I will be feeling and singing it with you.

Here is a link to info about the peace portal and how you can participate: http://sacredascensionmerkaba.wordpress.com/2013/08/19/the-grand-sextile-august-25th-the-solomon-s-seal-theme-transformation-pleiades/

 

The Tightrope Dancers

The sun bursting through the clouds.

The sun bursting through the clouds.

Awoke with this image of so many of us, on a tightrope. We sense that our landing spot is just ahead, though our vision is limited at present. We glance over our shoulder at how far we have come and know that there is no turning back. If we look below, (always a tricky business as we are trying to maintain our balance, after all) we see all the things that we have jettisoned in order to have made it this far. So much that was near and dear to our hearts has been let go of. We feel the lightness and are glad. The wind picks up and begins to blow and it takes all of our focus to maintain our balance on our rope. We start to think of that warm coat, (think traditional employment), the hat that kept off the rain, (think owning a home), a warm meal eaten by a fire, (think family and possessions) and all that we knew to represent comfort and security. Yet, here we are, balanced on a tightrope across a chasm deep.

Our hearts tell us that a new world is just around the corner, we can feel its pulse. Our eyes have yet to see it, our bodies have yet to be warmed by it, our thoughts struggle to understand it. Our hearts dance and twirl with the feeling of it. Expansion ripples through each cell and threatens to throw us off balance with their movement.

We strain our eyes to see through the mist as we are so ready to stand on firm ground and feel rooted once again. The tightrope that lured us, has lost its appeal. Our feet ache from the strain and our bodies long to lie upon the earth. Being an adventurer has grown old, and the onlookers have long gone home.

I feel so many around me, taking the leap from the old ways into a new that they cannot name but can no longer resist. Many of my friends are like me, living in a room in someone’s house, staying with their adult children or camping out of their car. We move about as we are called by our soul, a modern day group of nomads wandering the highways and byways. We see the seeming safety of the old world, folks with mortgages and retirement accounts and settled “normal” routines. We wonder, have we made the fool’s choice? Yet, we go on.

There is a palpable feeling in the air and the earth that says we are at the threshold. The mist may lift in the next second, hold on! Hold on! We are about to land.

I see us like children, set free to run and play!

I see us like children, set free to run and play!

I bow to the courage and tenacity of all my fellow tightrope walkers. My heart sends out a ribbon of support as we take these last steps when it seems all the elements have conspired to press us ever more fiercely. We let it all go, let it flow over us and through us, feeling the flame of love engulf us. We are being welcomed home. There is a whole new galley of folks cheering at the finish line. Our brothers and sisters from the stars and our inner earth family, all come to whistle and hoot and clap their hands as we take our last steps on this tightrope. They are ready to wrap us in arms of love and show us around this new world we have longed to see. I see myself dropping to my knees to kiss the ground as I  sob with the relief that we have arrived.

Of course, tomorrow may find me in a well of depression, flat on my back and unable to move.  I am simply savoring this second day of feeling joy coursing through me. I am sharing this tightrope vision but am unattached, allowing the feelings to expand in me, no longer holding to visions or dates or anything outside of my heart. We are wiser beings now!

 

Letting Go and Allowing the Flow

A remarkable eagle sculpture visited on my recent Colorado trip. I love how it is positioned  in flight. It is time to spread our huge wings and take flight!

A remarkable eagle sculpture visited on my recent Colorado trip. I love how it is positioned in flight. It is time to spread our huge wings and take flight!

I have been traveling…..on the inner and outer planes. It has been a solitary journey, discovering a space where I felt the privilege of being granted entrance. A space, void like in its emptiness, yet pulsing the energies of the ALL. The place before sound, before form. The ALL that is. I was shown a new role, asked, would I accept it. My immediate response, “Yes”, as I bowed to the greater knowing and will of my mighty I AM presence, Sophia and my Mother/Father God.

Even in the acceptance, the fullness of my decision came pouring in.  I felt the dropping away of all that I knew as familar, and hence, the grieving along with the expansion. As a visionary, to let go of one’s visions of the future that had been mine to hold…..unsettling. All dreams of the beloved in form, of the love pods of community, of the co-creating process, the harmonizing……vaporized like smoke. Adult children who held the visions with me, the template that our soul group came to lay down, running through my heart like a rushing stream,  to be carried away by its force.   A sense that this was a solitary assignment, one of being a part of the underpinning of the Golden Age rather than an observing participant. Oh, I had thought myself made for the joy and love flame. Yet I am being offered something that was beyond any idea of joy or sorrow, beyond emotions, beyond duality concepts, beyond any aspect of past or dreamt future. All that was clear was that it is only in letting ALL go, that the newness can flow into form. To hold any idea of it, is to block the flow. This was a startling revelation.

The clouds played with me on my road trip, so many hearts given and appreciated.

The clouds played with me on my road trip, so many hearts given and appreciated.

Emptied in each cell, all opened and bled dry. To sit in the emptiness and breathe. There remained only the pulse. My job, to allow the entrainment. To allow it to infill me, to allow its movement within the all of me. It has been over a week in this linear time, an age in soul growth time. My body, mimicking the birth process so completely, contractions on and off for days, nausea, the inability to tolerate anyone in my field as all of my attention focused on the successful birth of this new life. The need to be sheltered, protected from discordant energies, the need for beauty and peace, the nesting activity to prepare for the birth. Stating my needs clearly and having them honored, though not being attached if they were not. Knowing the birthing would happen and that all that was necessary would appear. Trusting, trusting with each breath.  The full moon amplifying this movement, bringing it to a crescendo. Thunder and lightening at the midnight hour, quick burst as the clouds released their load and my body birthed this pulse. Rivulets of sweat soaked my sheets as my breath came in a new way. I greeted this newness with all the tenderness of my mothering heart. Oh, you are here! Hosanna in the highest!

I have shifted an octave, stepped onto a new firmament and this morning, am able to feel the joy of it pulsing through my veins. I know nothing, I AM everything.

The misty mountains that offer their moisture to quench my thirst for beauty.

The misty mountains that offer their moisture to quench my thirst for beauty.

What I know from this space is that we are being called to let go. Let go of expectations that limit what we can experience, let go of all labels of self. Think of buying a new outfit and coming home to cut off the labels before wearing it. We must remove all the labels before we can wear our newness. Stand at the mirror before getting dressed this morning and become aware of what labels you are putting on. I am fat, I am a sharp dresser, I am a businessman, I am achy, I am an extrovert, I am intelligent, I am failing as a mother, I am depressed, I am tired, I am useless at dealing with money, I am weak in my upper arms, I am an addictive personality…….the list is endless. We have been conditioned to label ourselves from the time of our birth…..he is the shy one, she is just a pretty face, he is clumsy……on and on it goes. it is time to stand in the knowing: I AM that I AM. No qualifiers, no filters, no acceptance of others’ projections, no stories. Moving beyond the human story we have lived for lifetimes. Evolving into the divinity that we are.

The whales come to play on my drive.

The whales come to play on my drive.

My wings were given to me, taking my breath away as their color and form enfolded me. I was knocked off balance as I realized the stature required to carry them aloft. I AM committed to standing tall in this body, walking with the awareness of what flows from me, knowing myself as this blinding pink gold light. This beauty is only a fraction of who I AM, of who you are. We are beauty beyond our deepest imaginings. Dress yourself in that today. Allow the faeries to put on your robes, to bring your rods of power, to place the crown. Unfurl your wings and be dazzled by their brilliance. We are these mighty beings of light, come to light up this world with love. Our new roles are being given to us, the script the greatest love story ever told. I am so excited to play my part. It is time to own your majesty and allow it to reveal itself to you. Your part cannot  be played half as well by another. Commit to learning your lines and giving the performance of all of your lifetimes. The stage is being set, our collective “Yes!” is what allows the curtain to rise. It is show time.

I bow before your light as I own my own.

Super Moon Sunday, Are You Still Standing?

A ring around the sun that appeared the day before the solstice. I love the rainbow ray that was reaching out to me and the pink orb of love.

A ring around the sun that appeared the day before the solstice. I love the rainbow ray that was reaching out to me and the pink orb of love.

This Solstice weekend has felt like being squeezed through a wringer washer of old. I have come out like a limp, damp rag on the floor. I have been surfing waves of energy, riding high in the realms of knowing that all is well, and tumbling into the troughs of despair and emptiness where walls surround. My physical body has been bloated, uncomfortable with waves of nausea passing through. It is as if I ate this super moon and I sit here rubbing it! Not as the laughing Buddha but more as a pregnant woman who is feeling the extra weight hampering her movements.

And yet……there is this excitement of the impending birth. A sparkling that flows through my veins along with the sluggishness. It makes sense to me that as duality is ending, we would be experiencing both ends of the spectrum. Our minds question how to navigate these choppy waters. What I am discovering is a greater capacity to fully feel both ends of the spectrum and all that lies in between while retaining an observer’s mind. The questioning of the what, why, hows in my life has died down. There has bloomed a deeper knowingness. The seeking has left my heart. I AM enough. I AM here. I AM showing up with an open heart. There is simply the surrender to the ride, up and down and all around.

Sunlight streaming in, transforming the old patterns of suffering of the cross into the new patterns of joy.

Sunlight streaming in, transforming the old patterns of suffering of the cross into the new patterns of joy.

I spoke with a friend last night and came away feeling so much surer, so clear. By telling one another our stories of the past week or so, (in which we have lived lifetimes!) we both came to a fuller understanding and knowing that all is well. I fell more deeply in love with Sophia, my I AM presence, for her orchestration of my life to align with my divine plan. I fell in love with Linda Marie, for her dearness, her willingness to open to love again and again. I so love me! We both had experienced a death that left us limp and empty. My body is moving slowly as I allow my divinity to flow in unimpeded. I accept that I AM divine. I AM love. My guidance has told me that it is time for me to receive love. To bring the balance of giving and receiving. My heavenly family knows of my gratitude, their message this week was: “Enough Linda. We know your grateful heart. Now, allow yourself to receive our gratitude for your work, for your contribution.” My personality self was surprised by this, had to breathe this in and find room for it. To open my cells and let their lovelight stream in. Yes, it is liquid goldlovelight that is an elixir that I did not know I craved. One drink, and I knew it was the nourishment that I needed. I am drinking gallons of lemon water as I allow this elixir of appreciation and honoring to flood my cells. It carries peace, of a peachy-pink hue that melts my body into the couch, the water, the ground.

This is contrasted by the moments of claustrophobia, when my skin feels too tight, body too small for the light that streams in. I bite my fingernails, flush hot and then cold, toss my hair off my neck, flail about restless as the contraction pulls me in. Comfortable? Not in the least! Oh, the wonder of these bodies, doing this work of internal change while still in operation mode. At times, it feels I have taken a bite of the magic apple that has put me in a semi-sleep state. Words disappear, objects go missing and then reappear in unusual  places, knowledge of how to use things evaporates. The other morning, I awoke to my cell phone ringing. I picked it up and could not for the life of me, remember what to do to answer it. My mind registered, “This is a communication device.” Strange wording and I sat there, trying to access the knowledge of how to use it. I knew that once I had known this. It was one of the many surreal experiences that are happening with greater frequency as we move between dimensions.

Trust. I trust the process. I surrender to it. What else is there? I thank God for nature as when I am jumping out of my skin, sitting with a flower, watching the leaves move with the wind, smelling the grass, allowing the water to caress me……these bring me into the moment. I can live there when all else is chaos and confusion.

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I pulled this card of passion the other day. I know this dancing flame is in me and will surface when my body is ready.

The outer world is reflecting the dismantling of the old. Our inner worlds are being mirrored in more and more hearts as the love streaming in does its magic. My dream world is giving me glimpses and assurances that it has already happened, we are in the Golden Age of Peace. I find the ground beneath my feet is more solid, even if I am inclined to lie upon it rather than dance! I know that the dancing is to come as I embrace the doldrums and let myself be. All is part of the whole, the unease and the joy. I AM ABLE for this. As are you. This is why we came, to take all of this experience into our bellys, hold it and rub it with love and send it forth in a shower of light. Like Fourth of July fireworks going off, one by one, we are adding our light to this world. The variety and ingenuity is amazing. No wonder the heavens are smiling in delight!

Pink Blanket of Peace

My life lessons had stretched out in an endless series of arches to make my way  through.

My life lessons had stretched out in an endless series of arches to make my way through.

After a day of extreme restlessness and nausea, where I felt claustrophobic in my own skin, I have come out on the other side. It is interesting how our bodies are such wisdom keepers. I honor mine for all that she imparts to me. During the day of unease, I searched for a way to contract into some kind of comfort. I began to think, “Oh, it is time to rent a place of my own so that I can be alone during these times.”  I was feeling the challenge of birthing the new energies in the midst of sharing space with various frequencies about me. I recognized that as a contraction, a pulling in to a perceived place of safety. My higher wisdom advised me to breathe and allow the feelings to flow through me without attaching to a need to act about them. This is so counterintuitive to our conditioning. We have been trained that if we feel something, we must then do something. In truth, to express our feelings as they arise, is all that  is necessary. We do not have to act on them unless we are truly guided to. In these times of planetary clearing and cleansing, most feelings are arising to be fully felt. They are seeking some attention and are then happy to be lovingly released. We are being gifted with a thorough vacuuming of our inner space. All the rubbish that we stored in our hearts and souls, is now wanting to be cleared out. Our divinity awaits entrance, room must be made as we are these immense beings of light. Our human bodies are so small in comparison, it is an amazing feat that we are in the process of, flowing our divinity into our human forms. We are bringing heaven to earth through our beautiful bodies.

The river flowing with my heart.

The river flowing with my heart.

Yesterday, I awoke after the best night sleep I had had in years. I felt alive and healthy. I floated in the water, took a long walk by the river, went to the farmer’s market and was enlivened by all the fresh vegies and fruits calling to me, came back and napped deeply,  lay under a shade tree and played with the dancing shadows, back into the water, drank gallons of juice, beet, carrot, cilantro, strawberry and watermelon in many different combinations. My body felt so happy! It had loosened its edges, expanded to accommodate the increased light of my divine self. I felt wrapped in a pink blanket of love and peace. The earth herself seemed wrapped in this garment of peace. A hush resounded from her heart to mine.

This morning I am awash in this pink light of love. My guidance is to live this pink. To breathe pink peace, in and out. To dance it, to tone it, to exude it. I AM this pink lovelight. There is no trying, no more thought, no more seeking. The knowing arose that I am complete. There is nothing outside of myself that I need. All is contained within as I am the all.

IMG_3668I had felt the need to release more folks, as our frequencies no longer matched. There was some sadness in this despite having done it so many times before.  I recalled that this was the way when I initially took a leap forward, I would find myself by myself and with myself for a time as the energies integrated and anchored in my form. I knew it was all temporary, simply a fading from view for a time and then the reunion as we all find ourselves back in the arms of the One. Trusting the process and the wisdom of it all. Knowing I am flowing on a river of grace.

I was gifted with a vision of completion. The work in Scotland with the Rose line of love, was the last of my heavy lifting. The death process as I left that country, was the clearing that allowed this soft, expansive, divine aspect to enter in. I am made new in these energies of love. My body now needs only rest and space to renew itself. A new life is about to be born. I am standing on the cusp of it as the Solstice and full moon approach. The energies of both are pulling me forward, like a mother’s arms supporting me, as I begin those first attempts to relax, let go and float on my back in the waters of life.

The pink allows us to come down from the cross of separation. The rose and thistle reunited as we come to know all as love.

The pink allows us to come down from the cross of separation. The rose and thistle reunited as we come to know all as love.

My heart is wide open with the wonder of it all. Who knew it was possible to move in the world with a heart on fire? Waves of leaping flames consume me, followed by a gentle blaze that I rest in. In breath and out breath……fanning the flames or calming them. All in perfect order. I am in the earth, in her fiery core, breathing with her. I pull the pink blanket of love about us and we let the flames rock us to and fro. There is only this. I am this pinkness, I am this peace, I am this love. Every pain and sorrow lived since the initial separation from Source, has been worth it. For this now, this knowing, this completion. My tone rings out in gratitude. I feel your hearts, singing with mine. We are home, once more cradled in our Mother’s/Father’s love.