Ringing Ears

Ringing ears and chills although I’m under an electric blanket. That only means one thing, that spirit, the knowing, my intuition wants to speak so I quickly opened my computer and started to type. Here they are…

Hold steadfast to your dreams. Allow the fruits of your labors too flourish. There is nothing stopping you except yourself. The knowing is increasing if you don’t stop it. Be sure to keep positive the emotional balance in your life. Be free from others’ judgments. One does not walk alone, but instead with vestments of love and compassion for our fellow humans, animals, plants and the world at large. We are all a family here even though mistakenly you (the public) do not realize that we are all connected.

Hurt your fellow man and we all feel the hurt. Be hurt by your fellow man, and we are all hurt. So the opportunity to heal is here.

Plan, but do not be surprised when plans go awry. We are taking the wheel so stumbling may occur. But it is in your best interest to stumble as we are looking out for you. We don’t want you to fail, so when you plan something that isn’t what should be, we are rearranging as needed.

Time is of the essence. Get your feet on the ground and center yourself. You’re in for a whirlwind of change and chaos as it rearranges what is not for you, what is not working and what is meant to be. Do not be frightened, but instead fear not. We are with you. Protecting you and holding you close to us.

Sorting and shifting (chills received) are ways in which we maximize what is coming to you, leading you, to enlighten you, to increase your knowledge, you empowerment and your wisdom. Listen to the winds. Listen in the silence. We are there whispering and feeding you what it is you already knew, but need guidance with in your life.

Did I See A Ghost?

December 29 – I want to write this before I forget it because it was startling what happened. My son was outside walking the dog. He wasn’t supposed to be outside for more than a few minutes so while I was cooking dinner, I checked out the window to make sure all was ok, and it was. I could see him and the dog clearly even though it was getting dark because it was after sunset.

A few minutes went by and I looked outside again. Behind my son’s left shoulder was a young man. He was standing next to my son and the dog was on the leash in front of my son. I wondered who stopped by our house to see the dog (because he’s a new puppy). I figured it was one of my older son’s friends considering the person was a full head taller than my son.

He was dressed in a dark jacket and jeans, had dark hair and a friendly smile on his face. He looked to be about 25 years old. I couldn’t really see who he was though, and couldn’t figure out which friend of my sons’ he was. I was standing in the window looking out trying to figure it out when my son looked up and waved to me. And the other person did too. I waved back and then decided to go outside to see who this was.

But to my complete and utter disbelief, when I asked my son who the person was next to him (and he was no longer there when I got outside), my son said there hadn’t been anyone with him. He’d been alone outside with the dog. My mouth gaping open, I kept asking him who stopped by to say hello and stand with him outside with the dog. But he kept looking at me as if I were crazy because there hadn’t been anyone.

But I know that I saw someone with him. Clear as day and as a solid person. Even writing this brings me a sense of centering as if the knowing affirms this. I am not frightened, just curious and I want to know more…

This is not the first time this has happened. I saw my Mom two weeks after she passed, standing in my kitchen smiling. She wasn’t transparent, but instead looked as if she were really there. I blinked and kept looking at her thinking that my eyes were playing tricks on me because I had come into the house from the bright sunny day outside. But she stayed there for a few minutes and I was locked into place. I was smiling so big and said, “Hi Mom. So good to see you.” I remember being transfixed just seeing her standing there. Within a minute when I closed my eyes again, she vanished. But I knew in my heart that she had come to let me know that she is with me. I feel her often here so I know that to be true.

But I have no idea who this man was…do you?

Called To Wear Moldivite

I awoke this morning hearing the knowing tell me ‘wear moldivite’ and because I had a piece, I have stuck it in my pocket. I may go out and get a cage to wear as a necklace. In the meantime, it is safely with me and I can feel its energetic vibrations. I have it accompanied with Libyan Desert Glass for added strength.

Moldivite: Transformation, spiritual evolution, cleansing, spiritual projection

Libyan Desert Glass is a transformational stone as well that offers up powerful enhancing energies that directly resonate with one’s solar plexus, sacral, and third eye chakra. Your personal will, will soon undertake a ‘rebirthing’ effect and be revitalized with true interstellar powers. One will notice the increased amount of control they have over themselves and their decision making abilities. Libyan Desert Glass helps one through their own ascension process and attunes their energies to that of the ether.

As it is New Year’s Eve, I feel it’s very appropriate to have them both with me throughout the transition into the new year of 2022. Something is changing here. I can feel it. I don’t have excitement for it, but a patient wait and see what evolves, unfolds and develops as the day goes by.

Have you ever worn moldivite? I know many people can’t handle its energies for too long. I wore it for a bit, but then felt as if it weren’t required anymore until now. It is a powerful energy. I would love to hear if you’ve had any experiences with it!

Open Channel

One of my favorite hymns is “Make Me A Channel of Your Peace.” The reason I’m sharing this is because of what happened to me yesterday. You know, we just had the Lion’s Gate (8/8 Portal) and as I understand it, the changes, the upgrades, the integrations are now just starting to begin. I am no exception to this. So let me tell you what is happening to me. If something similar is happening to you, please reach out. I’d like to connect with you.

I awoke at 5:42 am (again, it’s been happening a lot lately at that same time). Of course, when I add up the numbers they come to 11 which is my favorite number, so perhaps it’s not surprising. Oh there’s so much to say, I’m not quite sure where to begin.

I awoke with voices in my head. Murmurs of all different people’s voices, though I wasn’t able to identify anyone as someone I knew. I wasn’t even able to understand what they were saying, but I knew what the gist was – they were praying and requesting help. That I knew for sure.

There’s a scene in the movie Bruce Almighty where Bruce gets to be God-like and suddenly is tuned into the open channel of the billions of prayer requests at one time. Do you remember that scene? Well, that’s what it was like for me. Seriously. I know it sounds like a story to tell it, but it’s true.

My body reverberated and I had chills running up and down the length of me. I closed my eyes and I was still in my home, but I could still hear the voices in my head. It unnerved me. At first I thought I was losing my mind, but then I realized what was happening. I was tuning into the open channel. Like turning the dial on a radio, I had picked up and was receiving on that energy frequency. AMAZING!

I remember closing my eyes because it was really early in the morning and in the semi-darkness of early morn, I tried to concentrate on what I was hearing – to distinguish what was being said or in hopes that I could recognize and identify one of the voices, but I couldn’t.

So I got out of bed and began my morning routine, albeit more slowly than normal and with a bit of difficulty. When I was finished, the voices had subsided and even though focusing was more difficult than normal, I sat outside with my coffee to just be and to allow whatever wanted to come, to come. And it did. I was led to forgive and to cut cords to those in my prior life with whom are estranged. Again. Those connecting cords seem to grow back every once in awhile, so when the message comes, I listen.

I thought I was doing better as the sunshine enveloped me, warmed me and felt healing. I had a friend coming to visit for awhile and when she got there, she took one look at me and asked what was going on. Because my body was shaking visibly even though I wasn’t aware of it. Can you imagine how strange that was to hear? I put my hand out to test what she was saying and saw the tremor in my hand. Immediately, I felt the whoosh through my body as if, in that one moment of clarity, of seeing the tremor that I was’t aware of in my human body, was the catalyst for the voices to cease.

I stumbled through the words of telling her what had happened to me and how I was feeling. She too got the chills of confirmation and was able to Know even more since another friend had experienced something similar to mine. While we processed the experience together, I was given the tools to be able to tap in and also learn to put aside the open channel in order to complete human tasks needed, I felt infinitely better by the end of the day.

I have heard about Mediums who will tell those spirits who are desperately interrupting the Medium’s human life routine that the channel is not open at the moment, but that they can return later. I think this is my lesson as well.

Do you have any similar experiences?

It’s Happening

The grids have been lighting up for awhile, but now I can see them. I feel the connections strongly as each one lights up and extends outwards to be met by the next soul. So many synchronicities are occurring at once that it’s hard for me to explain it all, let alone keep up.

Animals are zipping by to punctuate the occurrences. Dragonfly, dark butterfly, white butterflies, birds, a spider and groundhog have all come out to be seen and recognized. With each appearance, yet another layer of the veil is released. Our connections clear and strengthen. We are all universally one here in healing.

Yet the dark side awaits as well. Interestingly enough, it watches in an offhand sort of way. Whether it’s biding its time to be revealed in a spurt of darkness or in a gradual dusk is unclear to me still. But I sense the dark clouds rolling in an attempt to extinguish the light. Which is why we have gone to the grid, the earth, to connect in order to light the way for other light workers as this time. Because with higher energetic connective resonance, we all rise to peace, love and light together.

Energies are magnified when more healers are connected. Even though many of us are at different levels with different healing modalities, we are still, each important to the task.

Connect and allow to unfold the light expansion. All is divinely guided and blessed under grace.

Astral Travel?

Two nights ago I awoke a few times during the night. Each time I awoke, I had the sensation that I was not in my present house, but rather, in the bed of a different house. I didn’t open my eyes, but instead felt the sensations that were very real to me.

The first “bed” I awoke to being in was my childhood bed in my childhood home. I could smell the atmosphere there. I could feel the pillow I used back then. The sensation of having my back against the wall (even though my current bed does not have that feature) was evident. I knew where everything was and could see it well in my mind’s eye even though I kept my own eyes shut. When I listened, I heard the creaking of the floorboards as I did when I was a child as well. I kept my eyes shut, smiled to myself and faded back to sleep.

When I next awoke, I was in another familiar home. This was a home I moved out of three years ago. While I still sleep in the same bed as that home, the furniture in this present home is arranged differently. I’m even facing a different direction and I sleep on the opposite side of the bed. Again, I felt as if I were there, back to a different time in my life. I allowed myself to enjoy that peaceful time and fall back to sleep.

The next time I awoke, I didn’t open my eyes again either, but I knew someone was holding my hand (even though I was alone. I felt the warmth of the hand. It was larger than mine and fleshier, like an older man’s hand. When I asked whose hand I was holding, I didn’t get an answer, nor an inclination as to whom it was. But the hand stayed, holding mine, gently but firmly, making me feel so very safe.

I have thought that perhaps it was my father’s hand because passed away many years ago, but I am not sure. While I didn’t open my eyes to see if I were holding someone’s hand because I didn’t want to break the spell, I can assure you that it felt very real to me and I was awake even though my eyes were closed.

I drifted back to sleep, safely knowing someone had my hand. I often say, I can do anything if someone will hold my hand and offer to hold others’ hands when they need help going through this life journey.

Maybe it was the Universe’s hand, God’s hand, Source’s hand that held mine so firmly. Just like I do for others.

Either way, it was a lovely night and I wanted to make sure I remembered it.

Have you ever felt as if you were astrally traveling?

Written Feb 22

Fresh Start

New month. A recent Full Blood Moon. Between Eclipses. Moving from 3D to 5D and awakening to the world. Veil is thin for me. Sleep muddled with dreams that I can’t remember in the morning. Working to stay centered. even when all around me is chaos.

Allowing feelings to flow, to be released into the ether so that what triggers me holds less power. Confusion reigns even though on the surface, things haven’t changed. But there’s that feeling of the possibility that there is change coming in a great tsunami. Washing away all that we know and leaving us to start again.

Begin again. Open to possibility. Open to a fresh start while not knowing where this path leads. Walking carefully through the detritus of what once was and seeing beyond the past, in the present moment.

Allowing. Releasing. Centered and grounded. Holding steady by staying afloat.

Traditionally June is about Love. Springtime. Junos the Goddess of women, family, marriage, children, childbirth and also known as Hera (in Greece). She was married to Zeus (Jupiter) and also one of the Twelve Olympians. That’s why June was considered lucky for marriage because it was believed if one married in June, the pair would receive Junos’ blessing.

So is Love in the air in the month of June? I guess we’ll find out as the month unfolds.

Turbulence

Do not fear that the turbulence is swirling. Lies, deceit and truths are all coming to the surface to be met with clarity. It makes for volatility as eyes are opened, clarification and ‘a-ha’ moments are met first with disbelief and then with a myriad of emotions as we process through these turbulent times.

What one must do is to ride the waves of emotion. Outbursts may occur but they are simply a releasing of pent-up emotions that have simmered and perhaps even festered for a long time. There is no self blame involved, although many of you will blame yourselves for not having the seen beyond the mask, the veil and the quick slight of hand shuffle that was dealt you.

Do not worry as all will settle soon enough. Not perhaps how and as fast as you’d prefer. That is for certain. Processing all of the incidents, situations and feelings takes time. Do not skip steps in order to be done with it faster so that you can move on.

It’s quite the opposite actually. One cannot skip steps in the process and finish earlier without collateral damage. Plodding through as opposed to flighty behavior is recommended otherwise lessons will be required to be learned twice.

Ground yourself. Process with trusted mentors and friends. Write what you have learned and what information has appeared that previously was hidden. This is important as one must look back to find the keys later after the full moon and Mercury retrograde have passed.

No longer will we be allowed to live surface, but instead with the whole mind/heart/soul connection. Many will remain in the surface superficiality and it is one’s choice. But you, who are reading this, will not. Your soul’s purpose is to ready for the next wave. You have done the work and this is the last push toward freedom.

Freedom? You ask. Yes, Freedom. Freedom in being authentically you. Freedom in seeing beyond to the truth. Freedom in helping others to pursue their hopes, dreams and life purpose in order to live more fully in the present moment.

One asks and receives answers. Listen and lean in. Mysteries are revealed. Answers are clear once one gets quiet. Listening is of utmost importance. The silence between words holds the key. What aren’t you saying as opposed to what are you saying. There’s a world of difference.

Stay afloat. Do not drown in the turbulence. Your authentic being, your truth is your life raft. Hold steady

From the Knowing

Integrating New Energies Part 2

For the last two nights I have been waking up at 3:46am. The exact same time both nights. I laid in bed (after checking the time) and felt white cords connecting to me. The sensation was that the cords were coming from me and reaching out into the light of the world. It was not that the Heavens were sending the cords to bond with me. It was that I already had the light inside turned on and the rays were expanding.

It was as if my body/spirit/mind/heart were not mine. That I was not present except as an observer to what was occurring. It didn’t hurt. I closed my eyes to feel the sensation of peace and inclusion to all that was cording and fell back to sleep.

Often as I am going to sleep at night, I imagine the days’ energies lifted away from my body as an emptying of sorts. Long strands of dark cords gather and are expelled easily and smoothly from my crown chakra. It’s as if there’s a pulling of lower vibrational energies so that I can sleep well. I am not aware of what these are, but only that it happens often.

But this at 3:46am was white corded lights emanating from me to integrate with spirit. As if my shining light, aura, existence grew deeper and fuller. I wonder if anyone else will notice the expansion on the outside.

All day today I have been out of focus for the most part. As if brain and body weren’t truly connected, but only partially holding it together. I can’t explain it. It’s as if there’s a buzz and fuzziness to the brain today.

Written May 24th

Integrating New Energies

I have been working on letting go of a lot of family estate items. While many are antiques of unknown origins, I was always told they ‘were worth something’ and that I should ‘know their value.’ Unfortunately, at this time in our history, there are not a lot of people looking for these items and after trying to sell them, I chose to donate them to a worthy cause.

For weeks, I have worked at organizing these items. Packing them and getting them ready to be donated. Last night I put them outside for a donation pick up which was to happen early the next morning. It was warm out and the boxes that I’d filled were heavier than I had anticipated. I was carrying them and got winded so I sat down in the house for what I thought was a moment to rest.

Apparently, I passed out. Fell off of the chair and stopped breathing with my eyes wide open. My child called 911. I awoke hearing the operator on the phone and told them I was dreaming. But I know I wasn’t.

Between fainting and awakening, I was in (dare I say) another dimension. In a rounded hallway, similar to a tunnel, that was dimly lit talking with someone who was telling me something that I can’t recall now. I was in a dreamlike state. At the same time, understanding, but not quite comprehending what was being told to me.

The EMT’s took my blood pressure: 104/60 normal. But it didn’t explain the profuse sweating, nor fainting episode. Recently I was given Moldivite and Libyan Glass which happened to be on a table across from me at the time.

I feel not of myself. Otherworldly. As if the body and soul/mind/heart are not connected. My fingers feel funny running over the keyboard as if it’s the first time I have felt this sensation of typing. Very unusual for me since I type all the time.

It’s almost as if there is a softness to the keyboard. The keys feel different. I feel differently. As if I must integrate this part of me that is new (and old) into this body. So that everything is a new sensation even though I am still me.

It is as if there has been an upgrade to my system and it is concentrated in the heart. I had a lot of gas last night and thought I might have been experiencing a heart attack, but not with the blood pressure numbers. Afterwards I was very tired and my heart kept feeling funny.

This morning I awoke very early, before daybreak. I am slow moving this morning and the body feels a little groggy and sore. I spoke to a friend who confirmed that sometimes when there’s an upgrade, it shakes the body to its core which is what happened. Shaken to my core.

My child said my eyes were wide open the whole time even when I wasn’t breathing for a minute or two. I saw nothing. I wasn’t there in my body. I believe that the conscious mind was closed so that the integration could complete without the body/mind getting in the way. Now I just have to help this new part of me to integrate as time passes. Perhaps that is why ordinary things like the keyboard feel sensitive to me.

I kept hoping that they would write today, the Knowing. Perhaps they are and I just don’t realize it. I am very tired still today. As if the mind/body connection isn’t functioning properly. So I’ll wait to see how it puts together the new pieces into who I am.

I feel as if the bump up to a new level brings healing as if there’s nothing for me to do but be and allow and understand that this is a different altogether, yet similar situation. I can’t explain it really. I’m having a tough time and words don’t do well to explain it at all.

Written May 20th