Birthday balloon and flowers for my 8 year old grandson.

This morning full of clouds with barely a hint of sun struggling to break through, my heart is lifted by Yo-Yo May’s music that threads it way through my heart. My elder son stops in to give me one of his big bear hugs that infuse me with his huge capacity to love. On my walk, I picked a bouquet of wildflowers to brighten my table. Ah…it is the little things.

Unspooling….being a weaver of liquid lovelight, I often see images in the form of weaving. The past few days, I have felt the unwinding of the threads. It has been a journey of gradual awareness and depth of feelings found and expressed to a letting go, over and over. I carried the strong heavy cords to others in my life that could support and pull them through turbulent seas. Cords that could haul one from the depths and provide a lifeline to their own hearts. All of this, we came for. To assist with our heart’s light, to offer love unending.

Now there has been a sea change. We are moving into sovereignty and cording of any kind no longer works. Except for mamas with their little ones. Those hold connections of a protective love. My heart has pathways of love flowing at all times to my grandbabies. As a grandmother, those threads are light yet strong. They are not binding rather enriching from both ends as the liquidlovelight travels back and forth.

On the porch of our community library.

The heavy cords changed over time to gossamer silk threads that spun and danced with the movement of my breath. Now, oh my, now, this morning, they have lifted off.  My heart feels so free and expansive. Now there is only soulshine….liquidlovelight pouring in and flowing out, in and out with each breath I take.

Where once I had felt triggered by the choices or behaviours of some dear to my heart, I now feel only joy and love. I am free! I am showering them with my lovelight in a detached manner. Present, full, shining. There is no need to change anyone or anything. All is perfect. I am truly discovering the depths of the mantra that I have held for years:

Honoring the holiness of each one’s path.

No longer repeating it in my mind while my heart was deeply involved in trying to change another. Now it is truth that I embody. A world of difference. To be free to love everyone and everything. To know that we all have our own I AM presence guiding us. That we all choose what experiences we wish to have. That we are all creator beings and create our worlds.

It is as if I am on the sidelines, watching the game play out. I have lived being in the thick of the muddle and chaos on the field. It has lost its appeal. I sit back now allowing the compassion to flow. I feel so deeply the tenderness of each soul. Oh, we humans are an amazing species.

My favorite color combo, pink and golden orange.

Now we are witnessing the birth of the new human. One that lives and moves in love. Joy is the new vehicle for learning and growth. Struggle and hardship are of the past ages. We have explored those for lifetime after lifetime. The peace that flows with the knowing that this play is over. We are ready for a new game. We are ready to bring heaven to earth.

Gratitude flows that I still have a body. She may be battered and worn but I feel the rejuvenation dancing in my cells. There is so much ahead for us to live. Blessings of lovelight to us all!