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Musings From the Windowseat

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imageAwoke to a pink dawn painted across the sky. Showered early as the farmhouse inn where I am staying is full. Three rooms share the bath so I decided to beat the morning rush. I have been rewarded with hot coffee, a cosy window seat and the birds’ chorus as I wrapped the cool mist of morning about me. No one about, the young woman who made the coffee, off for a walk with the farmhouse dog, leaving me to this stillness. Peace.

Creek that waters the gardens.

Creek that waters the gardens.

My youngest son lives and loves in this small town nestled in the mountains of Colorado. My friend and I have been staying in this farmhouse inn where his love works. A big garden provides much of the food for breakfast and dinners, the rest being locally sourced. His love runs the CSA program, picking up produce from local farms, packaging it into 65 boxes which she then delivers to families in the area. She creates a newsletter with recipes highlighting the week’s produce. A wonderful system that connects folks to the fruit of the land in their area. So many earnest, inspired and inspiring young folks abound! There are many here focused on new ways of working, playing, being. Creativity abounds. One friend is setting up an old time, speakeasy salon with secret passwords and live jazz. My son has organized open mike poetry and comedy nights, they put on plays, organize board game evenings, barter services…drawing lessons in exchange for piano lessons, banana bread for mechanic assistance, gardening for dinners out. There is a sense of community that enlivens the air.

imageI feel nostalgic for my grandmother’s house which had much of this feel though it was even more beautiful. This house was ordered in 1906 from the Sears Roebuck catalog! Can you imagine? I remember paging through the Sears catalog as a kid for our Christmas wishes as most of our clothes and presents came from it. But a house! What a different world. The Internet has brought the world to our fingertips, we can order things from anywhere in the world with a tap of our fingers. We can connect with folks halfway around the world as if they were sitting right next to you. With all that expansion, we are coming back around to a smaller environment to fill our need for daily physical communion with others. The love pods are forming. I am delighting in this glimpse into what that may feel like. My son and his friends express their love for one another, openly and physically, with hugs and words. They support one another to be who they truly are, delighting in each one’s gifts.

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A willow sculpture by one of my son’s friends.

We live in a world emerging into oneness. It happens as each of us recognize our own beauty and express gratitude for the beauty shining through each heart we meet. The young woman who made the morning coffee is back from her walk with the dog to begin making breakfast for us all. She exclaimed over the beauty of the sunrise and her gratitude that she was present for it and the sunset each day. Last night, there was a rainbow lighting up the storm drenched sky. Her grateful heart fuels more beauty, her sharing, opened my heart more fully to the wonder in the quiet of the morning. My heart is so alive these days, pulsing on the verge of tears with the beauty that abounds. How I love this planet of ours!

Dreaming the New into Being

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I am still in this very dreamy space observing as so many strange symptoms and energies move through. Tonight I got cold and could not get warm for hours it seemed. I am in bed with long underwear on, the baseboard heater going, window closed (I always like it open a bit) and my down comforter on..oh yeah. I have added a wool shawl around my shoulders and was just now able to discard the cashmere cardigan. Yes, I had it on over the long underwear! No, it is not freezing here, I am in the Pacific Northwest in

My perch for my morning tea.....bliss

summer, in a house, not sleeping on the ground in the mountains! At 11:11pm  I awoke after an hour or so of sleep. Needed a nibble of food in my belly.  A handful of almonds did the trick. Returned to bed, not to sleep and read for a time. Bladder call so to the bathroom and see it is 1:11am. (the double and triple numbers are so common nowadays whenever I look at a clock, it makes me laugh). Now I take an orange back to bed as I am finally heating up and that cool juice sounds good. Reading glasses found as my eyesight is in its out of order phase. It is perfect at times and blurry at others. I know it is all part of this marvelous metamorphis that we are all going through.

I spent last night with a friend in her one night acting as the caretaker of a lighthouse. The job involved opening and closing the gate to the park each morning and night. It was situated in a lovely spot on the beach. She told me Mount Rainier was right across the water but due to the overcast skies, we would not see it. I called to the spirit of the mountain and asked him to please show himself in the morning.  I awoke today to my friend calling for me to come and see the mountain. He was indeed showing himself and in my gratitude, I promised him a picture on my blog so here he is! He appears to be floating in a sea of clouds.

I sat on a swing looking out at the sea and felt so sated with the salt air, the wind caressing my face, the wild roses in my braid,  the golden and white poppies on the ground, rocking motion to soothe me, my warm jacket to snuggle in, the passing tugs pulling their barges, the picturesque sailboats skimming along and loaded freighters carrying their brightly colored cargo. So much beauty and I sent it all out in a stream of appreciation and love to humanity and the earth. This is my work, my cells were singing. I am taking it all in and then sending it out like a beacon of love for all to see. After all, I am at a lighthouse!

Looking up from my rocking chair I spied this nest of mud and twigs.

Beaming my liquid lovelight so bright that the tears fall. My heart at times expands so that it physically aches. My voice rising in tones of love. Wanting all to have their needs for food and shelter met. Wanting all to know this freedom to be and dance with the elements. Wanting all to have freedom of thought, to step out of the old lives and embrace the new that is in the offing. Wanting all to remember their power to create the lives that they dream of.

interesting bit of driftwood

Later I laid on the sand further along the beach and fell into a deep sleep. I was asking to be a conduit for the love and beauty abounding to move through me into the core of my mother. I was taken down and into a crystal city there of white domes and shining towers. I saw myself as a star, streaming rays of light and love. I saw that we are all stars, shining in ways we have not dreamed of. I connected with others and felt I was in heaven. Oh, this is what I came for, to bring this knowing to us all. To help raise the vibration on this planet so that we can all live in these new frequencies of love and unity.

It was difficult to find my way back as I was so immersed in the love. By spending my days drifting in it, I am helping to bring it closer for us all. Think of that when you have the opportunity to gaze at a tree, watch the sky turn pink, listen to the song of a bird. Savor it all and beam it to our mother and to one another with such joy! So simple and so powerful. We are creating this new world together every moment where we step out of fear and the numbing routine of swirling the past and future to embrace the small miracles that surround us in the moments. Nature is an easy gateway as are linen curtains blowing in the breeze, oil lamps lined up on someone’s private shore dining space, complete with fire pits, flowers, tables, hammocks and chairs (really!) Rocks that fit in your hand just so, a toddler tumbling along on chubby legs, the taste of salmon and asparagus roasted over a bed of driftwood eaten from your lemony fingers, laughter bursting forth between friends. All of it is grist for the mill of the new. Every one of us wants others to acknowledge the gifts that we

Fine linen curtain found in the bathroom.

bring. We begin with acknowledging those of one another as well as all that our mother gifts us with. Everything is energy and appreciates being noticed.

Yes, these linen curtains sang in response to my noticing as did this tree. All is alive. Sing to it and it will sing to you! Time to open the window and turn down the heat…..3;33am, time for sleep.

 

Rest and Appreciation

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“The important thing is this: to be able, at any moment, to sacrifice what we are for what we could become.”

Maharishi Mahesh Yogi


Little treasures that I found today that pleased me so.

A friend sent this quote my way and it resonates for today. This is the detachment that I am learning. To live each moment fully, savor it and then to let go completely. So that I am fully present for the next moment. We tend to hang on to beautiful moments, replaying them in our minds. Actually, we do this with difficult moments also, running that loop in our mind as we try to make it resolve in a new way. It is a form of non- trusting. Non-belief that life will continue to create beauty that we have not even imagined. Non-belief that each experience has its gift for our growth contained within. Accepting the perfection of ALL that comes our way. I want all of it. I want what I have not experienced, the delights that are undreamed in my limited imagination.

I am ready to sacrifice who I am as that is my nature as an evolving being on this planet. I know that I have many more incarnations of Linda Marie in this body to experience. I love sharing with friends the reflections of our growth. Acknowledging the ways that we have grown and changed. It is important to see the twists and turns in the road and how we have grown from taking the path in front of us. So many are softening their hearts. So many are letting go and allowing life to move without such resistance. There are so many signs of this shift abounding.

I was speaking with a friend about this and laughing at who we are today as compared to even a month ago. We are both resisting less, accepting the gift of all in our lives. It is easier to take a wider perspective as we view events in our lives. There is less drama and more peace. Less irritation with others and more gentleness with ourselves. That is such a big one. I am so easy and light with me these days. I praise myself for all the little things that I do well and embrace the growing part of me as I learn new skills. I have let go of the comparison game: no more asking why I am not making my living channeling Archangel Michael though he speaks to me frequently. Why am I not settled in a home? Why don’t I get the visions that another does? Why am I not offering some sort of service to others? I am so grateful these days for each of my friends gifts and celebrate them and their expression in the world. I am also so grateful for my gifts and celebrate my movement in the world. I see more clearly the part that I play and am so grateful to have been called to play it. After all, how many of you could have traveled about in your car for two years, with very little direction and understanding of your role other than whiffs of energy that you chased across the country? Ha, I know that the idea of the total freedom that I have had seems like bliss yet I see clearly that each path has its challenges for the one taking it. My doer self had to make peace with doing nothing that the outer world could recognize as something. My identity has had to come from an internal sense of self worth, that my beingness on this planet is my gift. My practical mind had to let go of outer security (insurance, retirement accounts, income) and rest in inner security. Sounds easy in words but it was hard won in the days and nights alone on the road. Often I could see no point in my zigs and zags and had no way to communicate my path to others in a language that made sense.

“You just drive about the country?” Um, yes I do. “What exactly are you doing ?” Um, I do not really know. I think I transmute energy, and anchor energy. “How do you do that?” I do not really know I just know when it is happening. “How do you support yourself?” I am living off the sale of my half of my former home to my wasband. “Well, lucky you, the rest of us have to work hard and sacrifice to maintain our lives.” Well, I own only a 17 year old car and some camping equipment. If you sold what you own, you could be free also. It is a choice. (Of course, I recognize that I am in a unique position of not raising children or being tied down by a spouse and have the blessing of some money in the bank. I do not underestimate the gift of all of this.)


You can see that it has had its challenges as well as its joys. It is the same for each of us, no matter what it looks like on the surface. My youngest son is having the challenge to not think of ways to make money but to rest in the supply that is offered to him in this moment and trust that rest is the most that he can give to the planet at this time. He has to let go of the productivity implant that equates worth with what you produce. He is given the gift of time to be in the stillness so that the beauty can be nurtured and then sprout from a place of strength and renewal. I would gift this time to all if I could yet we each create what we need as the next step or learning on our path. For another dear one of mine, it is to make a living and support herself fully in the world. What is a challenge to one, is a piece of cake to another. We all create exactly what we need. That is why judgment can be so heavy, we believe we know something about another from our perspective but from theirs, it can be that the exact opposite is true. We can only know about our path and our lives.

“Deep rest is essential to ascension” says a wise friend of mine. I had not thought of it that way but it is true. We need time to integrate the enormous changes that are taking place in each one of us. And they are enormous! Our bodies are changing at the speed of light and we need to honor them as they morph in front of our eyes. So many strange ascension symptoms……heart burn as our heart chakras expand, headaches and dizziness as downloads of light come in, tingling legs and feet as we ground more fully into our Mother Earth, nausea and digestive issues as our bodies desire a change in diet. Need for sleep at odd hours and awake as I am at 3 am when the outer world is quiet and my inner being wants to commune. So I soak in the gift of time and drift in this space. I am a wayshower of the state of being. My time of action in the world is fast approaching but it will come from a firm foundation of beingness where all I do, I do with joy. And where I know that my presence is enough, the rest is for the experience and joy that it brings. I am a co-creator of this new earth, and my job is to show up with all of me in each moment and to follow my guidance as to how to serve this beautiful world. I honor each of you for how you serve. Espavo!