Beyond Faith, Beyond Form

Posted on October 22, 2014 by lovelylinda

In a conversation with a friend, it came to light that faith is a belief and form is a structure. We are being invited to go beyond the confines of both. The freedom that is on offer is expansive and unknown. We are being asked to leap into a way of living that is freshly minted from the celestial realms. For all the techie souls, who love to be up with the latest product, this is it! Computers and the internet have assisted us to make great leaps in communication and connection around the world. We have moved towards a global society. This new liquidlovelight is moving us further on that path towards unity and harmony with all life. Telepathy, teleportation, communing with nature spirits, animals, galactic and inner earth beings, angels and devas will become the norm. The fairy tales of our childhood will come alive in brilliant color as we develop our senses, beyond the five we have been limited to. Oh, happy day!

I am rereading The Twelfth Insight by James Redfield, the author of The Celestine Prophecy fame. It is nourishing to read and imprint my psyche with the steps of alignment. To awake with the intention to be alert to synchronicities, to call forth all the assistance that is available to align me with my divine plan and that of our Mother Earth. To open to the flow of life, allowing my inner guidance to steer me effortlessly through my days.

The different frequencies presenting themselves.

I am also so grateful for the support of friends, for the sharing that brings new insights as we blend our hearts’ light. I sense that is how the new is coming into form, through the co-creation of many hearts with our Mother Earth’ heart as well as the cooperation of her kingdoms. Think of building a home…….no longer simply deciding to place it somewhere from a mental idea but rather walking the land, allowing it to speak, to guide as how it wants to participate in the building. Inviting in the elementals and the forces of nature to assist you rather than imposing our will on them. The feeling once built, would be nurturing, allowing all beings to flow and grow. We are being invited to enter this flow with all of life. No more separation, no more divisions and boundaries. Our hearts flying free in the lovelight.

With this comes the end of using our will, our efforting, our trying to make things happen. Our beingness is what lights up our world. We know ourselves as the light of the world. We enter into the Christ consciousness and the idea of moving mountains no longer seems out of reach. We do not have to look for sacred sites, we become the sacred site. Within, without…..no division. Inner and outer life coming into alignment. Oh, that sends a deep sigh through my being!

Just off the phone where I was spinning with a friend in Scotland. We are locked in an extractor that uses centrifugal force to spin our beings. All the old is being released from our cells, just as every drop of honey is extracted from the honeycomb when placed in this machine. We received that our cells are being truly emptied so as to receive every drop of the liquidlovelight that the eclipse is offering to us. We are being made anew.

I loved this heart rock, bruised, scarred, dulled yet holding its form.

I loved this heart rock, bruised, scarred, dulled yet intact.

I have not felt such a splitting as I do this day. The tears have flowed as I have felt the door to all that has been closing as I walk down this passage way. Ahead, to be opened tomorrow with the eclipse energy being the key, is a huge double door. I sense that beyond it lies the life of my dreams. The frequencies of home come to earth. The magic and miracles of my dreams, the happy ending of my visions, the dancing light of my heart. The tears are for those who have chosen not to fly but rather walk. Some have refused to do that, instead lying down on the earth to rest. On a soul level there are no tears as I know that each is following their own plan as they know it. Some are here to walk between the worlds, bridging the energies. Some have decided to depart, to take up a life once again, further down the road when they can come in as a babe, fresh to this life. Some walk in neutrality, holding that space on this plane.

I am a pioneer, one who is here to bring through new frequencies, one who is meant to take wing and fly. When I was a child and studying the pioneer movement in grade school, I knew I had lived that life of Western expansion here in the USA and was here living it once again. Expanding into the frontier of inner consciousness, no less a tiring and treacherous path, blazing a trail through the wilderness that will soon become a superhighway for more souls to follow. I am so grateful to have traversed this landscape, for all the support and love shown to me that allowed me to come to this point. My body elemental has been amazing, so strong and enduring a partner on this journey. I bow to her grace and love. I thank the elementals of earth, fire, water, air and ether for their support which provided direction and navigational skills. I thank the nature kingdoms, the trees and mountains and streams that have fed my soul when I was parched with thirst and weary to the bone. I bow to those pioneers who walked before me, hacking away at the density to forge a trail of light that I could follow. I have walked in your footsteps with a grateful heart. I am grateful to all who have entered my sphere through friendship, whether for a day or a year or many, to keep me company on my path. I bow to the light that you are. I am grateful for those who are choosing to fly with me as we bring through our gifts with a soaring hearts. I am grateful to Linda Marie, my personality self, for her focus and dedication to her/our inner knowing. I am grateful to Mother Mary for my name which she told me, means “beautiful Mary”. She claimed me as one of her own as her devotees in that lifetime were called the “Marys”. To be given that name was the result of initiations into a path of love. She has overlighted my path and guided me unerringly to my truth. I am grateful to Sophia, my higher self, my I AM presence, whose love and support has allowed me to come ever closer to communion with her essence. I am grateful to El Morya, the master of God’s will, who has walked by my side, steering me and teaching me to walk that path in my life. I am grateful to the angels and archangels, especially Archangel Michael who has been my shield and buckler throughout this lifetime and all others. He is my brother in every sense of the word. Gratitude for all the masters who have gifted me, Kuthumi, Lord Lanto, Kuan Yin, Buddha, Jesus and Mary Magdalene. There are no words, only heartlight to express my love and appreciation. I am grateful for the teachers among my fellows, who offered a light to guide me. I am grateful for every heart on this planet, for offering me an opportunity to know myself anew and to recognize God in each one.

May we all blossom into the beauty that we are. May we waft our fragrance in the air and breathe deep of the love flame. I stand at this eclipse portal with a heart aflame. Blessings upon us all this eve. May we walk with the Creator, knowing ourselves as a part of Her/His flame.

Mother’s Day Beyond the Hallmark Moment

Posted on May 11, 2014 by lovelylinda

We can sit alone and be nourished by our Mother’s love.

Today my three adult children will spend the day with me, making me a brunch. Not so very different from our usual Sunday routines as we love to go to the farmer’s market and come home to whip up our goodies in delicious ways. We have not been a family who bought into the Hallmark corporate holidays, instead infusing the spirit of these designated days with our own sense of meaning. Mother’s Day has meant a homemade card from each with heartfelt sentiments, my true treasures gathered over the years.

My mom is still alive and I trust, folded in love by two of my siblings who, last I heard, were living with her. A triad of emotionally and mentally damaged individuals who have not been part of my life for over thirty years. I wrap blankets of pink love about them all and bless them. I feel grateful for all the lessons my mom gave to me, most especially rejecting me so that I turned more fully into the arms of Mother Mary, who received me wholeheartedly. She gave me a gift by setting me on the journey of mothering myself.

If I could, I would gift every human on the planet, with a pink rose of the Mother’s love.

Today I am celebrating all men and women who have learned to mother themselves. Who have grown past laying blame at their mothers’ feet for their emotional issues. Who have evolved into gratitude for the love that was present on a soul level to play that dissonant note, allowing each of us, to seek the harmony within. I played out my mother wounds with my children, praying for guidance as to how to move to wholeness within myself so as to be present for them. I failed short a thousand and one ways, day in and out, striving to overcome my own pain body and its limitations that came out in moments of anger and upset. I also had a thousand and one moments were I was the mother’s love and flowed it truly through me to their beautiful hearts, which taught me the power of love. I have forgiven myself for all of this and been graced by forgiveness from each of my children, where I was not able to be what they needed and deserved. I have honored myself for what I was able to be and give. We understand that we have each created the life that our soul knew would lead to our greatest growth.

I honor each one who has found a way to feel safe inside, who has been the soother of their own tears, who has learned to sit with their fears and sorrows and bring it all back to peace. In healing the great mother wound, we have opened the way for our children and grandchildren to lead a life of greater peace, joy and love.

Mother Nature’s love is always in action around us.

Today I honor Mother Earth for her love that has sustained me, nourished and cradled me. She is the great mother, truly giving of her life’s blood so as to allow us all time and space to grow into the light that we are. Her gift is one beyond my comprehension, I feel awe when I contemplate it. I flow my love and gratitude to her as I bathe in her generous ocean of nurturance and support. To hold 7 billion souls in a continuous stream of opportunities and love…..there are no words.

Today I honor Mother God, the Divine Mother in all her forms. I honor this life that has been given to me to weave a tapestry of love. I am called to honor and love myself as an expression of the Mother’s love. We were raised to give love to get love. Conditions abounded. The most freeing love is that of the Mother, she gives love because she is love. It is pure and whole, knowing love is the fabric from which we stitch hearts only to watch them grow and expand. Love begets love.

So whether you are a mother to your pet, your child, your niece or nephew, your garden or your gifts…..I honor you this day for flowing the Mother’s love through your heart, allowing its note to be sung as part of the great symphony of love that creates and sustains universes. We are one being and the mother’s heart, beats within us all.

Magic on Mount Shasta

Posted on December 1, 2013 by lovelylinda

The sundial bridge aligning us with the solar energy to come.

About a month ago, I was shown a vision of myself with two friends during the Thanksgiving holidays. One lives close by and the other lives in Colorado. I shared the vision and the one in Colorado had a knowing she would be journeying for Thanksgiving but not knowing where. It all came together and a few hours after picking my Colorado friend up from the airport, we were all on our way up to Mount Shasta, where she had never been. We stopped at the beautiful sundial bridge in Redding for a walk and then traveled into the hills where glimpses of Mount Shasta surprise you around bends and turns in the road. Oh, she is a beautiful mountain.

Mount Shasta through the trees.

We all began to feel a physical sensation, my knees were like electrical conduits, another’s thighs and another’s shoulders. Then Adama, the high priest of Telos’ fame, came into me and spoke. I knew of him but had never had any direct or conscious experiences. He is the leader of the city of Telos, which is under Mount Shasta. He greeted us and told me that he was the one who put the vision in my mind as the three of us had an appointment to work together at this time. He thanked us for heeding the call. He spoke of continuing earth changes and our roles as pillars of peace and comfort to others. He spoke of the ascension and the rising of people’s consciousness and the new energies that were being gifted to the earth at this time. All the realms were assisting humanity with gifts of love. Our trinity was needed to anchor these new frequencies deep within the mountain. Divine timing is critical as one thing builds upon another. He spoke of the throne room and pointed out our chairs. One of my friends questioned him about this room and he laughed and reminded her of her familiarity with this room. His energy was expansive and loving.

A chlld’s chalk drawing on the sundial bridge that spoke of hearts with wings.

The divine mothers then came in, one by one, and wove their tapestries of light into my heart. Each had its own color and tone which I absorbed as they were woven into my heartspace. Mother Mary, Lady Nada, Isis, Kuan Yin, White Tara, Kali and Mother Sekhmet and others I was not familiar with. Ribbons, extending from the weavings, were connected to every man, woman and child on the planet. I had had this experience with Mother Mary, this past summer, as she entrained my heart with her own. This had allowed me to feel the heartbeat of humanity and hear their cries for peace. This was that experience magnified a thousand fold by all the other divine feminine beings. I felt my body being “screwed” into the center of the earth. It looked like I was wearing a parachute, with all the ribbons descending with me and then the fabric of the chute following like a billowing cloud. I heard appreciation from them as they were in need of a physical anchor to set their frequencies deep in our mother earth’s crystalline core. This new energy is now available to be accessed by humanity as our vibrations have risen to accept this frequency of love. Each ribbon, a heart connected to Mother Earth’s heart, beating in unison. Oh, how she loves each of us!

The sentinels at ascension rock.

As we drove into town, it became clear that we were to head straight up the mountain. The road was only open to Bunny Flats which turned out to be a blessing as from the back seat, I witnessed one friend doze off and put my hands on the shoulders of the driver to keep her awake. We could not have gone any further. We pulled into the parking lot, reclined the seats and were immediately carried off by sleep. It was surreal, like being in the poppy fields in the Wizard of Oz. I felt us enter an elevator, heard the whoosh as it descended in a nauseating rush, saw the doors open to a greeting committee and then I was asleep. We all awoke together, with heavy limbs and tongues unable to speak. Eventually, the sun lured us out to sit on the snow in the trees. Our bodies needed the sunlight to fully awaken back to this reality. We took our three crystal skull friends out with us and enjoyed a bit of gentle snowball play. Our limbs were still heavy and physical activity was limited. We went into town, bought some crystals and headed to our motel. We created an altar in our room, lit candles, drank a glass of wine in celebration and rested. We were taken into the throne room and felt a new jewel being added to our crowns. Emerald, ruby and diamond…….dazzling in their light. Later we were able to drive a half mile down the road for some pizza. Often after high energy work, my body grounds through eating dense food. It was delicious.

Leo in his sling, cedar jewels in my hair

The next morning we awoke to clear sunny skies. I was dealing with some discomfort from my dragon wings and was stretching and flexing them. I looked out the window in that moment and a dragon cloud was riding over the mountain! We were given continual confirmation of what we were feeling. We had breakfast in town and visited the peace garden before heading up the mountain once again. We were guided to go to ascension rock. As we walked to the rock, a piece of wood lit up in front of me. I picked it up in wonder as it felt familiar, like a ceremonial knife, in my hand. I set it in a tree nook to check on our way back, not sure as yet if I was to take it. We hiked up to the huge pile of boulders. I had my skull, Leopold III, in a sling on my body, like a baby. As I was climbing, I bent over and he tumbled from the sling. He did a flip and landed face up, in a crevice a few feet deep. I scrambled to retrieve him and was glad that he had only a minor scratch on his bottom. He enjoyed the tumble! We allowed the energies to guide us as to where to sit and commune. My friends felt themselves go within the rock, but I did not. I asked about this and was told that I was a gatekeeper and was in my position, guarding the entrance. I could feel the truth of this.

The knife as I found it.

As we began our walk back, I was guided to collect the wooden knife. As I held it in my hand, Mother Sekhmet came in and addressed us. She assured me that the knife was mine, a gift from her and the elemental kingdom. She asked us to stand in a wide triangle shape, and she brought her energy through. Oh, she is mighty! I held the knife up to the sky and then brought the energies down to the earth. We all held our positions as the energy connected sky and earth. My friend cautioned me in the pointing of it as she felt it cut through dimensions and that it could easily send someone spinning into another plane of existence. We were to discover more of its power in the following days. Thanksgiving gratitude flowed freely as we journeyed down the mountain to celebrate with family and friends. How blessed we are!

Birthing the Christ Consciousness Through the Feminine

Posted on February 15, 2013 by lovelylinda

Communing with Mount Shasta in the sunlight.

My experience in Mount Shasta this past weekend was a culmination of all that I am. I did not know if I would share it as it was so sacred. I have prayed about it and been given the signal that I am to share, as the time of the Christ consciousness being seated on the earth has arrived. I felt the power of it building as the time approached and asked to be strengthened to receive what was to come. The day before, the restlessness in my body was intense. All that I could do was ground myself over and over into our mother earth. The weekend was arranged according to friends’ schedules but of course, Spirit made the arrangements for it to be the weekend of the new moon as well as the beginning of the Chinese New Year, the year of the water snake.

Two of us drove from the south and one from the north. We shared photos and tonings along the way through the phone. From the south, we were guided to weave the energies of the mountains to the west with those to the east. Mount Lassen stood out like a beacon in her white coat, asking to be utilized. We felt that we wove the masculine and feminine energies of the mountains and elemental beings into a tapestry of light that converged at Mount Shasta. We arrived at our rental place which was surrounded by trees with a view of the mountain out our window. We set up our altar with a red scarf, the color of the Chinese New Year. The lamps flanking it were red, of course! We took out the crystal bowls, which are infused with various minerals and gems and were instructed to work on one another. There was much clearing and aligning of the masculine and feminine within each of our beings. My womb was a focus of clearing which I would understand later. Our three fields were brought into harmony and resonance. We went into town and were guided to purchase a bottle of red wine for our ceremony. I do not drink, never having enjoyed the taste of alcohol, yet I knew that I would partake. None of us knew what was to take place, only that we were to be present and offer ourselves as vessels for the light. We returned to prepare dinner and drink a toast to Mary Magdalene and Mother Mary. They were present with us.

The two major crystals as well as the Prince card that came to me. All the cards I picked that morning were to do with transformation.

The next morning, one friend shared her dream of a Lemurian master beckoning her into the mountain. As he opened a portal, she saw many beings dancing in celebration. The master informed her that the celebration had begun and we were to join in. She also discovered a picture book on a shelf, showing the mountains of the world. This fit into her vision that we would be opening a gateway on Mount Shasta that would connect with all the mountains of the world. We took the images into our beings and allowed our energies to flow from Shasta along the waves of energy that connected all the mountains.

I had a seemingly unrelated event as I attempted to turn the kitchen water faucet to a drip rather than a stream as we were instructed to do so as to prevent the pipes from freezing. I broke the faucet and with that felt a flood of shame. I observed it and breathed through releasing it. The call was made to the owner and all was resolved. This weight of shame of the feminine had to be released for the next step to take place. I am in awe of the ways of our Creator and how all is aligned for the light to flow.

The sun dancing in delight on the mountain.

We had felt that our triad was to be squared by a fourth person. I called a lovely woman that lived in Mount Shasta, that I knew only from facebook. She was able to come. (Again Spirit at work, aligning all so beautifully!) The four of us sat with the bowls placed in the four directions and toned and played as we were led. The bowls played to align her energies with the group and we harmonized our fields of light. We were guided to go to the mountain. We took a tarp, blankets and food up to Bunny Flats, the highest point that the road was cleared to, on the mountain. It was a crystal clear day. We laid about, talking and resting. I saw our fields dancing and weaving together. I was told that there was no need to “do” anything, that it was all happening by our being together. I relaxed and trusted the process. Later, we said goodbye to our new friend and returned to our place for dinner.

We decided to watch one of the movies in the place. It was a heart opener and we all had tears. My eyes began to tear in earnest as it felt like a pin was being stuck in them, first one and then the other. This sensation of having something in my eye had been happening on and off for a couple of weeks. This time it was very intense and painful. My vision blurred and I began to sob. I had such a longing in my heart for my beloved, as myself as well as a partner. I felt I could not bear the separation one moment longer. My friends both noted that this was a pattern that happened to me right before I made a shift in consciousness. They were right. A doorway opened and I found myself in the embrace of Mother Mary, Mary Magdalene and Jesus. The two Marys had been working with me to stand in the flames of their hearts over the past several weeks. I had gradually increased my ability to hold the energy. Jesus then reached out and touched my heart. My body shuddered and the sobs poured through in waves. I touched my friends’ hearts, transmitting his love. I was then taken into his heart flame to be purified. There are no words for this experience. The three hearts became one and my heart was held within this trinity of light. I felt the sacred heart of my Catholic childhood and knew that the images of the swords and thorns were illusions of suffering. All was now dissolved and seen for the truth of love that it always was. My heart was ablaze with a heat that felt like a roaring inferno to me. I felt their hearts weaving my heart into a chalice of golden filigree light. The heat intensified. As this reached a cresendo, the heat moved down into my womb. My emotional body continued to sob as it attempted to adjust to what was taking place.

The shadows and the light dancing into wholeness.

I was guided to lie down, with my head at the foot of the bed. My eyes were open only to the inner vision of what was taking place. The space was full of beings of light. I was told that the prior four months I had spent in solitude and stillness, had prepared me for this moment. I was to be a vessel for the Christ consciousness to be anchored into the earth plane. It was to come through the feminine form at this time on the earth as a balance to the masculine having birthed it through Jesus. The two friends with me were a gift to me, to assist in the process. Both have told me that they “have my back” and have supported me, time and time again, as I have grown in the light. This was a fufillment of a contract made long ago by our souls. Indeed, it was a birthing for all of us as the trinity energies held true. I knew that all of my lifetimes were a preparation for this present moment.

The clouds of love appearing as the setting sun’s rays reflected over the mountain.

My body began to undulate like the snake, shaking and shuddering. My one friend received a shock from my crown chakra as the energy was released from my head. She placed her Christ consciousness crystal which has a phallic shape on my torso. I felt it working with my inner fires. I then asked for the Mother Shamballa crystal to be placed between my legs. It is a heavy sphere of smoky quartz which my thighs grasped and held as my body continued to undulate in waves. There was an intense sexual energy of creation at work and I sensed the priestesses gathered who had initiated me in this process eons ago. My heart was calibrated with that of our mother earth as well as the Great Central Sun. As that beat was established, I felt the ribbons of lovelight spread to the hearts of humanity and all were held in my embrace. One heart, one love. That is our truth. My voice toned the sounds of birthing. My friends anchored my palms with a touch at the center of each one and assisted with their voices. I was told that I would now see all through the eyes of love, hear with ears of love, taste with the sweetness of love, speak with the tones of love, touch with the sense of love. All my senses were birthed anew through the flame of love. I heard myself saying, “Father into thy hands I commend my spirit.” I felt complete in my mission and I knew my Mother’s/Father’s blessing and joy.

As I came out of this experience, we were able to share our understandings over a celebratory glass of the red wine, sealing what had been birthed. Our talk allowed a fuller picture to emerge. The original triad was of Joseph, Mother Mary and Jesus……the Holy Family. Mary Magdalene came in as the fourth as she was the beloved of Jesus. At that time on the planet, the Christ energies could not be accepted through the feminine though Mary Magdalene carried the consciousness with Jesus and assisted his path to its fruition. The point held above this square was held by Anna, grandmother of Jesus, mother to Mother Mary. She held the feminine field of love at that time long ago as well as now. The bottom point to the diamond was held by Joseph of Arimathea. He was the masculine energy which held and aided the Essene community and provided so much support for the mission of Jesus.

The pink love flames touching down.

The Christ consciousness is not a person but rather a field of consciousness. It is being birthed through the feminine form on the planet now to balance its birthing through the masculine over 2000 years ago. It is neither feminine nor masculine. It is a consciousness of wholeness and oneness. This was reinforced the next day when we went to the crystal bowl shop and spent a couple of hours playing with bowls. I was drawn to the only chalice shaped bowl in amongst the hundreds present. It was of a purple hue, with reflections of magentas, emeralds and blues. It brought through the energies of androgeny. I laughed when told that as it is the next evolutionary step. We come into balance in our being with our own divine masculine and divine feminine and this prepares us to enter into the wholeness which we label androgenous.

I share this story not to glorify myself in any way, rather to illuminate the doorway in your heart that opens to your own Christ consciousness. The earth can now hold this frequency. It is here, birthed through me and so many others and the numbers will increase until all are walking in full Christ mastery. This is the time of magic and miracles that we have waited for. It is the second coming of Christ, not limited to one individual, but rather being birthed through all of our hearts. Ask and be open to receive your birthright. I raise my glass to you in your birthing.

In Lakech, Ala K’in. We are all one.

Death and Crystal Skulls

Posted on January 20, 2013 by lovelylinda

An angel that has been with me for a long time, she speaks to me of grace and peace.

The current energies are helping us to stay out of our mind and land in more securely in our hearts. There was a deep pause at the end of December which induced a semi-sleep state in many of us. The new year opened with all kinds of clearing. My whole family went through a death experience that was powerful. Energies converged with my my older son that led to his voicing how tenuous his hold in this world was. Suicide was mentioned in passing that sent the experience right through my core as well as his dad’s. I understood this as there was a field of darkness kicked up by the intense love that had been released on the solstice. Suicide energies were enlivened and were seeking hosts. LIghtworkers had been holding on by a thread, seeking the relief of the solstice energies, which did not manifest in the way many “thought” they would. It was the dark night before the dawn of change and it served to release a huge bubble of disappointment, despair, anger and frustration from the planet. Not easy nor pretty to be in. Like a knife in the heart, it moved through me with a shudder and sobs, clean and swift. For my former husband, it was a drawn out wail that took him deep into his own fears. All perfect to each one.

At the same time, my younger son ended a relationship and was experiencing physical and emotional heart pains that were intense. Then my daughter called from New Zealand to relate her experience of being the first to happen upon a road accident. She and her partner stopped to help despite running late for a wedding. Needless to say, they missed the wedding ceremony. My daughter stayed with the three folks in their van which was smoking, having hit a tree. Her partner went to find help and cell phone reception to call for an ambulance. It took 45 minutes for aid to arrive. In that time, my daughter followed her intuition and called upon her first aid training from years as a lifeguard to help the woman who was most injured. She made a neck brace with her body and was able to clear her air passages. She encouraged the unconscious woman to breathe and kept assuring her that she was ok and cared for. Upon his return, her partner made sure that my daughter spoke with the medical personnel after all were cared for. She learned that she had done everything as they would have, her intuition had been right. The woman, an Israeli tourist, ended up dying. So death visited our family in a gale force wind that released those layers from our beings. Intense and liberating. We were left with immense gratitude and a heightened appreciation for this experience on earth.

Shortly after this, I was invited to meet a crystal skull named Marie. Due to my Mother Mary connection, the name called to me. I held an aversion for skulls, retreating when I saw skull and crossbones imagery. I had heard of the crystal skulls on the planet, coming to aid our expansion at this time. I opened myself to the experience, following the tug that Marie was causing in my heart. I love crystal bowls and have come to know them as beings that each have their own energies and gifts. I recognize the beings in trees and rocks and plants. This was another opening into the many beings that populate our world.

I had recently undergone a journey into the underworld with my back spasms. I was shown how my experience was helping to lift all physical suffering from this plane. Marie wanted to lie next to my back. She took it a step further. I sobbed from the depths of my being as I connected to the suffering. She said, “This time is coming to a close. Suffering is no longer needed to evolve and learn. Joy will be the new pathway for evolution.” She then instructed me to turn over and cradle her to my heart (she is big, 39 lbs of crystal). I then began to sing with her. She does indeed bring the Mother Mary energies of love. I felt cradled and held. I have worked with her a couple more times, knowing she amplifies my heart energy in a new way. I will continue to play with her in the times to come.

There was a release of creative energy that came in after the death clearing. It energized me, bringing the idea of a book and art to the fore once again. Followed quickly by the deep sleep! I am learning to ride these waves. To see how to open myself fully to the creative energies when they arise but not attach when they just as rapidly, depart. The trick is to not allow disappointment or self judgment to enter in but trust the process and stay with what is true in the moment. I am now in a sleepy phase, moving as though encased in molasses, the simplest of activities can feel like mountain climbing. To care for my physical needs, takes everything I have. Flashes of energy move through at times, some as visions that I feed with my heartlight, some bringing movement in the physical. I am discovering how to surrender and trust at all times. Knowing my higher self is directing this movement for my highest good. My mind can feel distress when there seems no action towards a goal but my heart is skipping in the flames of joy, knowing all is well. I am discovering that the old thoughts move through like a gentle breeze that floats them away as I open to feel every feeling fully. There is no longer any attachment so they move on and I am left in my heartlight. The old energies simply will not hold any longer…….hallejuah!

Full Moon Moving Us as Eclipse Offers Choice Point

Posted on November 28, 2012 by lovelylinda

A cloud that danced for me as the full moon began to rise yesterday.

Today feels like a demarcation point. The “What do you choose?” has become louder and each of us is answering, aware or not. No choice is still a choice. We can either let go of everything of the old and trust that greater opportunities and experiences await us, or we can snuggle down in the comfort of the known and play that out. No good or bad….simply experiences of the soul. Do I open my heart wide, greet each moment with love or do I remain behind a shield that seems to offer safety. I am choosing the pink rose of love as my shield for there is no greater power on earth. It is to me to unleash that power through the vehicle of my heart.

My heart awoke on wings of love as I set my alarm early to participate in a meditation with this full moon and lunar eclipse. We were sent a script to read out if we choose. I lit my pink candle and opened to the energies. I was taken aback by the love that filled my room. It was radiating love and as I read the words of forgiveness for the parts that we have all played, the good, the bad and the ugly…….and felt the oneness and love of our truth sinking in, tears poured down my cheeks. I had wondered recently at my choice of books from the library. Many were of traumatic events that took place, people who had suffered violence and mistreatment and went on to overcome those memories. One of WWII and its pain. Not my usual choice yet I saw how by immersing myself in these stories and feeling them from a broader perspective, I was bringing all the parts back to love. My heart could be a transformer, it could feel the pain that drove the violence, the fear that flashed out in anger. Oh, my mother’s heart took it in and wanted to wrap it all in pink blankets of love. So, the stories prepared my heart to be fully present with today’s meditation. Another reminder to trust the ways of Spirit, to trust my higher self is always guiding me to my highest path.

My Mother Mary, pink roses, and candle burnt to a stub. She teaches me how to radiate the lovelight.

During the half hour of the meditation, the smell of the sweetest incense filled the air. I looked around, knowing that I had not lit any. I welcomed the fragrance as I realized that one of the light beings present had thought to add to the experience for me. Thank you! The magic is becoming more apparent as I open myself more fully to it. Everything wants to play with us, co-create with us. The rain falling gently on the roof this morning has loosened leaves from the branches. A gust of wind sent them whirling like dervishes and I felt myself spinning in that ecstatic dance of the Sufis. A shot of that played in the documentary, The Quantum Activist, that I watched with my son last night. I used that shot to see myself in flowing white, dancing within the leaf as it made its descent. See how perfectly one thing feeds into the next experience? But we need eyes to see and ears to hear in order to catch these magical moments.

This painting of my son's, Gabriel, leads me through the open doorway beyond, echoing my feelings of the moment.

We stand on the cusp of the most magical month in the history of all of our lives on this planet. Choose to let go, surrender and open to the love and you will find magic aplenty! This is the greatest show on earth that we have waited eons for. Be fully present……you do not want to sleep through the show. Stand up, walk to the front row seat and declare your intent to be one of the co-creators of this new earth. It is an open call, no one turned away that offers an open heart and a willingness to be transformed. I have claimed my seat and my hand is raised. I surrender everything and everyone I have known. I lay it all upon the altar in offering, in trust of the love of the Creator. I desire to be that conduit of love for Her/His love. I polish my chalice in the sure knowledge that there is no loss, only gain as I await the infilling of that divine light. Fill my heart, on Mother/Father God that I might shine as your heart upon the earth!

Mother Earth speaking to me on my walk, I took a stick to outline the offering for others who are to follow.

This earth of ours is such a courageous being. She has decided to ascend as have I, to return ever closer to the heart of the One. Yet, she is making cosmic history as she has determined to take all of us, her children, with her. She will not leave any behind. She has started and had to stop many times to give us more time to mature, to grow into the truth of the love that we are. She now is at the point of no return, the rest of the universe awaits her arrival and move, she must. She has made provisions for those who do not choose at this time, to join her. She will keep a doorway open that they may enter when they are ready. What grace! What love! For those of us who are ready, we will fly with her into the new earth that awaits. None of us know this landscape, nothing is guaranteed as it has never been done. Our dear mother moves ahead with a heart that I can hardly comprehend, it is so magnificent. I offer her blessings as I ask her to ground me firmly to her amazing heart as we take this magic carpet ride. God bless our mother Gaia, may God bless each one of us.

Playing in the Fields of New Creation

Posted on October 14, 2012 by lovelylinda

In a dream, I was given handfuls of fluffy cotton candy looking stuff to play with. I was laughing and throwing it about, forming it into various shapes and tucking it here and there. The unseen givers told me that they would be back, I was to simply play with it for now. It was the most magical feeling as I have dreamed for so long of creating through my heart and here was this tangible heart fluff to mold to my desires.

All who know me have heard me speaking of this for a couple of years or more. Knowing that creator abilities exist in my heart and palms. I can feel it! I had my very first experience of this a few days ago in Mount Shasta…..yes the place of magic! I was in the crystal bowl store with my friend who was adding a new one to her collection. There are hundreds of bowls in the store, gleaming in their brilliance, deep reds, blues, oranges and golds……truly every color radiating their light. My eye was drawn to a luminescent pink one, rose quartz and platinum. I asked if I could play with it. I sat on the floor and with a light tap of the wand, began to make it sing. Oh, what a song she sang! She is a bowl of gentle love, a love that can enter hearts and oh so softly, with a mother’s tenderness, open them. I knew that she and I could do some wonderful things together for others. Yet, I am not in an acquiring stage in life, I am desiring to be lighter in all aspects, possessions being one.

My friend, Jan's mandala of the heart that I was fortunate enough to sleep under.

The bowl showed me that there are so many hearts yearning to feel. I was searching for an object for the verb feel but stopped…….yes, yearning to feel. We have been so disappointed, disillusioned, disheartened (I never truly understood the truth of that word….dis-heart-ened, before) that we have accepted a life lived in a narrow bandwidth of emotion. We no longer expect to experience great love. We put up barriers to prevent the experience of great sorrow. We numb ourselves to the beauty of this world, fearing its power to captivate us and take us on a journey to depths untold. We play it safe. We cling to our routines and beliefs to prevent any wildness taking hold. We attend meetings and groups that provide checklists of how to structure our day. We take our medicine to even out our emotions, we read the latest info about which foods are safe, which activities will put off dementia, which product will give us youth. Why do we wish to prolong this small safe life? We become so caught up in the rules of it, that we forget the reason for doing it. Why do you want to live longer? Answer that in the quiet of your heart. For me it can only be to love more fully and to serve as an instrument of that love.

The mother of the world, by artist Nicholas Roerich, her veil allowing her to see the truth of all of us.

Love is not safe. It is not routine. It has no rules that it abides by. It moves like the wind and can blow through your life with the force of a hurricane as well as the gentlest of breezes. It can caress, it can destroy. In the destruction are birthed the seeds of the new. I no longer wish to live in the world that I grew in. I spit out the milk toast manner of living…..I plunge the depths and heights for all that life offers me in each moment. I am a creator being and it is time to create anew. I desire deep connection with all life. I open myself fully to my role in birthing this reality. I open my heart to dream BIG, to claim my right to be a play a role in the greatest love story ever told. I will be the Magdalene meeting her Yeshua at the well, I will be Kali consuming the dross of the world, I will be Mother Mary, holding the Christ in her womb. I will be the Christ shining his/her light in this world. Yes, I claim myself as a exquisitely cut facet of the diamond of my Mother/Father’s heart.

All of this comes to us through experiencing of the full spectrum of emotion; raging with anger’s bright fire, sobbing with broken hearts, laughing with the absurdity of life, being overcome by beauty’s bright light. In the fullness of the emotion, lies the treasure waiting to be unwrapped. The moments then become notes in the most sublime symphony. It requires us to retune our ears, to open new chambers in the heart, to allow our fingers to feel the bee’s sting and the velvety softness of a kitten’s ear. To taste the bitter and the sweet. By tuning ourselves to a richer frequency, moving from AM to FM on our dial of life, we truly begin to live. Each fear that arises, we face full on. It becomes a game as we laugh at what comes calling. Death holds no fear for me as it is simply another doorway to my Mother/Father’s heart. Why would I fear that? I want only to serve that fire, whether from this side of the veil or the other, it matters not. I accept the gift that this life is. I accept my forgetting in moments and my knowing that grows stronger by the day.

Do we want to live our whole lives curled tight, afraid to let our beauty unfurl?

As I live in this richness, my life becomes simpler, more peace filled, sweeter. Place matters less, as I am tuned to the beauty in everything. This amazes me. The colors are more vibrant, the sounds softer to me ear. I can hear the neighborhood lawn mowers and the birds’ songs as different expressions of the same note. I am wowed by this. I beam my smile at one with a hardened expression and marvel to see the beauty I know, reveal itself in an answering abashed smile in return. We have grown shy of letting our light out. Of letting anyone see our truth. Fearing that in that smile, something might be taken from us. Oh, we have become a timid race, keeping to someone else’s construct, allowing our power to be taken with barely a murmur. Thank goodness, this reality is crumbling and we are donning our mantles of power once more.

Come take a seat with me to observe the magic and the mystery!

Back to my bowl……I could feel how she wanted to work with me to open hearts. To bring folks back to the remembrance of their own beauty and light. I thanked her and left the store and went to commune with my favorite mountain once again. The next morning, I was taken aback to discover that I had indeed created something with my heart. The pink bowl was in my heart! She told me that I am to use my eyes to stream the presence of our Mother/Father’s heart while I use my voice to play her song into hearts desiring this opening. Oh! This is the heart whispering that I was told months ago, I was to do. I open myself as a channel for this love to flow through. I hold the perfection of the person’s heart, the immaculate concept that Mother Mary trained me in all those lifetimes ago, and step back and witness the streaming of heartlight from our Mother/Father’s heart to the other. LIquidlovelight is a substance so pure, so golden in its hue, it melts all in its path. It is the alchemist’s tool gifted to me for use. A shudder of wonder as I take this in.

Each of our pieces is needed to make make the pathway whole so that we can walk with ease home.

I invite you to step into your heart today, look around and discover where your power lies. Open to its gifts and shine them out to the world, hungry to know you. Without your light shining bright, a piece of the puzzle is missing. I am so ready to view the whole scene! Please lay your puzzle piece on the table, fitted in with the others so that the picture can take form. There is no other who can add your piece. You are the only one who knows what it looks like and where it fits in the picture. Perhaps you think that you are only a part of the sky and so will not be missed. But the sky has a hole in it where you belong. You are needed, for in you, the whole of creation resides. Trust this, know this. You are loved beyond our human understanding of that word.

I love you.

Floating in the Mary Energies

Posted on January 24, 2012 by lovelylinda

This mural was in a bathroom in a local restaurant. So colorful and bright, I wanted to float with all the sea creatures.

Days fly by and I miss my writing. This is one of those immersion times where I am so “in” the journey that I barely crawl into bed (skipped brushing my teeth, that tired) and have no capacity to reflect on my life. It takes all of me to live it. Today is the first new moon of 2012 and sees us entering Aquarius. Freedom! My sign as yesterday was my 56th birthday and for this Aquarian gal, I am finally at home on this beautiful earth. The energies of freedom are anchoring in more fully which allows me deeper breaths. Ahhhh…..

Where to begin telling you about the past few days? My friend and I knew that we were to take a journey together and that it had to do with the Mary energies. She carries the Mary Magdalene energies of the sexual priestess, and I carry more of the Mother Mary energies of the nurturing mother. A side note: Mary Magdalene was not a whore as the patriarchal fathers wanted us to believe. She did train in the temples of Isis to learn the art of sacred sexuality which she used to help Jesus fufill his mission. Sacred sexuality is a gift from the Creator that can be used consciously to aid in attaining enlightenment. (read Tom Kenyon’s The Magdelene Manuscript). She attained Christ hood with Jesus as they were twin flames working together for mankind. Back to my story….together, the Marys have asked my friend and I to weave a tapestry. (I am so ready to get cloth and threads and create some of what I have been experiencing in a physical way). We decided to go to

the view a few feet in front of our tent

a national park to camp for a few days. We packed our book that we felt directed to read, Anna Grandmother of Jesus by Claire Heartsong as well as some fruits and vegies. There was no running water which thins out the crowd and we elected to camp further from the parking lot camping area to have more privacy and more nature. I loved the way it was set up. There were these beautiful trees set in a mowed area of grass with a picnic table at hand. You followed the mowed pathways through the grasses from tree to tree and chose your spot. We spent one night totally sheltered under the canopy of a huge tree. The tree was so loving, embracing us in its shade. We could hear the crashing waves

Our tent set up under the beautiful tree with the mowed grass and picnic table.

on rocks below as we watched the stars come to life out our front door. The next night we moved our tent to a new site, shown here where we were further out on the point. We could take a few steps and watch the waves crashing below and lie naked for a morning sunbath in the dewy grass. Bliss! I watched the sunrise each morning and we watched whales come up to greet us as we sang and drummed for them. I am so thankful to them for all the record keeping that they have done forever to assist us to this point in time where we can once again anchor the energies of unity consciousness on the planet for ourselves.

our welcome sunrise!

We truly communed with the elements as on our last night the rain and wind storm flattened the tent almost on top of us! It was a wild night as we sat up, trying to hold the tent sides in place as the rain found its way inside. Wet and wild and pretty sleepless. We were glad to see the stars begin to finally reappear as the rain ceased and the wind spent its fury. Dawn was a welcome sight! Our days were spent swimming in the sacred pools that spill down with the waterfalls to the ocean below. It felt otherworldly as we swam under the spray and floated in the lovely rock lined pools. We took turns reading aloud to one another as we journeyed deep into the Mary stories. Anna, who was the mother of both Mother Mary and Joseph of Arimathea

The bridge over the first pool and the waterfalls leading down to the pools and ocean below.

(who fathered Mary Magdalene) was the narrator of the tale. I had not heard her story before and found it fascinating. It has been an incredible time for us as we drifted between dimensions. We were being activated as we read, deep cellular memories were triggered and we felt many of the scenes in our bodies. It has been surreal, looking out at the ocean, dropping into the scene in the Essene communities, feeling their initiations, coming up to breathe and eat an avocado, feeling overcome with waves of sleep as we traveled on the inner planes. I have been overcome with emotion, tears quietly running down my cheeks as we journeyed with the players who came with Jesus to assist him in his mission. We were assisted by the elements of nature, allowing us to simply be held in her arms as we could feel that the time is at hand where we are being called to birth the Christ within our hearts. We were players in that time 2000

The view from the top of the bridge, looking down on the pools.

years ago and we have returned to play the scene in a new way. Jesus and his companions anchored the Christ light in the earth and the crystalline grid that surrounds the planet. It was done for this time, when the earth’s energies were light enough to begin her ascension process as well as our own. We are ascending back to the Creator as our Father/Mother God wants us home.

I am feeling so blessed tonight as I know that I am being guided to the awakening of the Christ flame in my heart. I feel so at one with the beauty of mother nature as she shows me oneness as flocks of brilliant white birds fly by in their seamless formations. They do their dance of changing leaders, each one knowing how to align in fluid beauty, like bright ribbons across the sky. I want to see all people on this planet free, free to know their own beauty, free to move in harmony with their fellows, free to dance with the wind and sky.

I leave you with this graffiti message I found in the cement block bathroom at the park. I thought that it was beautiful! If you desire to birth the Christ flame in your heart, loving yourself is key. All that you have been taught about being harsh with yourself in any way, any shame or blame or judgement, can melt in the flame of your own loving heart. Bring in the wood and fan those flames high, toss in all the words that play the old critical tapes in your head that you inherited from family, society, and culture. Love and honor your own beauty and the Christ light will blaze its love for all to see. I so love you!

Mary Essence Coming Through

Posted on December 31, 2011 by lovelylinda

Wow, where do I begin? Changing my name to Linda Marie (not legally as yet as that feels too dense for me to do, but on this blog, facebook and my email) has created a shift of immense proportions for me. Mary Magdalene and Mother Mary have taken the opening created by my calling myself, Linda Marie- my true first and middle names, which took me 54 years to realize meant, beautiful Mary to help me reclaim my past as a member of the order of Marys. I have been flooded with their energies flowing through me and filling me with their beautiful light. Mother light, lover light, liquid lovelight (my new website name that will house this blog very soon). This photo does not show it well but this is my Mother Mary medal that I have worn around my neck for years. I found it in a thrift shop years ago and felt it was indeed mine as Mary is held in a basket of flowers! Perfect for this flower lover.

As the Marys connected with my heart, many Marys have been connecting with me through facebook and phone calls. Today five women connected and I could feel the Mary energies weaving amongst us all. One offered her support in any way that I needed to bring this energy in to form. It is time for this energy to return to the planet. We truly are being gifted with more of ourselves as we fall more deeply in love with ourselves. I am wearing my turquoise blue silk scarf that my daughter gave me last Christmas when I was craving this color. It is Mother Mary’s color. Also the color of our new high heart chakra. A friend informed me today that Mary means star of the sea in Latin. We were seeing the turquoise color linking to the sea and the Aquafarian realms under the sea. Truly our earth is full of magic as we have the eyes to see. There is so much more going on than we ever imagined! Cities under the sea! Cities in the inner earth! Etheric cities of light floating above the earth! I am so grateful to be expanding my perceptions to include glimpses into these places of mystery and magic. We all travel to these places in our dream state, now it is easier to bring the memories back with us as we awaken. We truly are all great beings of light!

I am so full that it is hard to write but I do so want to capture some of this energy. I have written of visions of the divine feminine returning to the earth once again. Of how the feminine heals itself and the earth, we as women holding space for one another, healing one another and doing our earth work to heal the mother. I was shown how this allowed the men to heal instantly, they did not have to do the work as we did. At first, this made me angry, why should we do the work for them? Later I gleaned an understanding and today Mary Magdalene channeled through with more clarification. Here follows her words through me:

“I am Mary Magdalene and I am here with you. The liquid lovelight is a real essence that you can work (play) with! There is much coming through as you offer yourself as a vessel and container. Open with your pure heart and we can do much. The sisterhood of the Marys will become a space for women to gather and heal one another, themselves and Gaia. This is as the vision showed you, it is truth. The Mary essence is the mother ray and the lover ray. The mother births the child, the lover ignites the child into manhood. It is ever the women’s role to take the lead and move the men into their strength and power. The divine feminine is once again to rule on this planet with its softness and fluidity yet the masculine is not to be usurped, rather embraced for its gifts. The women hold the power to bring through the balanced gifts of the divine masculine. Men truly become the warriors of the heart as they use their strength to shield and support women and children. The world will become a place of safety as all women and children are honored and protected. The men accept their role with eagerness as it is time for them to know the gentleness of their power, to know the value of their gifts. They have been wandering, lost in the wilderness for so long, brandishing their swords and rattling their shields at an unknown enemy. They were told it was women and they feared the mystery that is held deep in a woman’s womb. They under- stood that the feminine had that connection to the earth and the cycles of the moon and stars. Deep in their being, they knew that here lie the true power as the feminine could access the innermost planes of not only their own beings, but that of the earth and cosmos as well. The feminine held the powers of creation! Men have felt bereft as they were not taught to connect to their own inner power so sought to gain it externally by dominating others. This time is at an end. You are being birthed as new humans, melding your starry nature with your human nature. You become reborn into the light of the All.”

I have been shown how joy filled it is when women and men are both in their power. The men are sooo happy to support their women and children. They understand how to worship the goddess and access her gifts of love. The sisterhood of the Marys was also called the Order of the Rose. It was one of many secret societies that held these ancient truths which are being brought forward once again. We no longer have to fear death for being a carrier of these codes. Roses in a modern context are a symbol of love. Men give roses to show their love to their women. This is based on this order, where the roses were the women who held this wisdom. The men vowed to protect the roses, hence to give a rose was a symbol of this protection offered. I so love how all the myths and legends are springing to life! We can out- picture our lifetimes of pageantry and gallantry once again. It will be in new settings but the sacredness and depth of life will be ours. We will know our interconnectiveness and our tribal natures once again. Our hearts have yearned for so long to open fully to one another. I know that I am ready to wear my ceremonial robes once again and feel my femininity flowing with the silks and gossamer fabrics! 2012 offers this portal to the heart, step through and be reborn!

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