This is about a dream from last night. It went like this. In the initial frame I had just crashed my car into another. That car was parked. Which feels significant. I won’t go into why in this post, but it does. I was the only one in the car, and there was no one in the car I’d just crashed into. Which also feels significant.

I sat there for a moment, and here is where it gets lucid. I began to think about how now that I’ve been in a second accident within 3 months’ time, that my insurance company would probably either raise my rates or drop me completely.

Here is where it gets weird. I sort of rewound what happened.  Actually, rewound the tape; the car went into reverse and I began again on the same road under the same conditions. Consider this frame # 2 of the same moment. This time, I was still driving, slowly because I was pulling off the road, and now I was hit by someone else. Now as I sat there, I began to think about how now I wouldn’t have any automobile insurance issues because it wasn’t my fault. As I woke up, I was realizing that I had changed my time-line in real time. Cool.

I wondered why I hadn’t chosen one without any accident at all, yet that’s probably another subject altogether.

Now changing timelines to save money on insurance may not sound too profound, but think about what I felt happening. The conditions I brought into that lucid moment were conditions I am dealing with as I write this post. I believe that we are all potentially there right now. I know that our super-powers exceed our current expectations.  Perhaps all that we need to do, is to share examples with each other and spend as much time focusing on possibilities as we do on problems or business as usual.

There is something else that happened yesterday, I was reaching out to converse with that greater part of me…


What you must do, my child, is comfort your deepest wound.
How?
It is healed only with love. It cannot be erased, yet it can be super-imposed with feelings of actual love.
This feeling of actual love comes to you from only one Source, and that is self.
You are angry… You must let go and give love.
Just give love. You’ll see. Focus on giving and you’ll see.
You don’t have to plan – it’s okay now.
Just give and fill your time that way.
You have to release expectations.
Keep talking to others, in any way that you can.
  There was nothing for a moment
“Are you still with me?”
I am.
One day you will realize that I have never left you.
 
So, this is a quick share because we are doing this together, and this new thing feels like treasure... Today I’ve been saying “I now choose the timeline that…” Just for fun.  Just to play with this new thought. It is all new thought actually, there are no instructions, and we are writing the manual ourselves. How cool is that: “Do it yourself Ascension”.

We’ve got this.

We are the ones. We have anchored the light. It is done.
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Sophia
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Truckma is brilliant. Thank you James Gilliland. It took a moment, but once it landed, I knew he had nailed it.  It is what’s on its way, what we can see if we look a bit ahead up the road, a bit behind if we glance at our rear-view mirrors, and it feels like what (I can only imagine) it would feel like to be hit by a truck. This, as opposed to “car”ma. 

Now James was referring primarily to a global, institutional Truckma. Surely, we all see that.

But let’s for a moment consider personal Truckma scenarios. For certainly, if we are all about to transform into a love oozing populace, we’ve got some personal messes to clean up. As above, so below, right? Karma just won’t cut it. 
We are running out of time.

Karma is a gentler, more gradual process.  It is the story played out when you re-incarnate as the wife of the man you abandoned in your previous lives together. This lifetime you are the one left behind with all of those children. It’s painful but slow and allows you time to process what is happening. You find reasons for its occurrence and eventually, lessons are learned.

Truckma comes full speed, downhill, on a cliff. There is no escape. There are no explanations. There will be a mess when it is over, and there will be casualties. 2018 was filled with Truckma for me.

Right up until it began, (December 2017) there were feelings of “I’ve got this”, “I know there is personal work to be done but basically, I am not in too bad a shape.” Who was I kidding?
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Then: Truckma.  It manifested as serious, sudden & terrifying illness for me and multiple family members, painful relationship breakups and breakdowns, near fatal automobile accidents, to name just a few; each of which are still being deciphered in real time. I’d like to say that with hindsight their reasons and lessons are clear, but I cannot. I don’t think that was the point.

What Truckma does is it leaves you humble. It levels the playing field, erases the irrelevant, raises more questions than it answers and IT QUESTIONS THE PURPOSE OF EVERYTHING YOU DO.

What is happening now is that there is a theme emerging and it doesn’t seem to matter which particular stage the Truckma played out on, it is the same. This theme tells me that although the expressions are different, they do not alter the point.

The point of Truckma is to get rid of the insignificant. With Truckma, sh*t gets very real.

The insignificant is anything that does not promote life. In a general sense, it is anything destructive to self or other. Other can be a person, place, animal, vegetable, idea or thing.

Truckma forces clarity of vision, perhaps for the very first time. All that was in your way and preventing your successful forward seamless momentum is removed with Truckma.  You don’t get to think about it, you just have to deal with it.

You have to deal on the spot and decide quickly where you’ll be standing in the wreckage. You can’t fake your way through Truckma. It demands an immediate response. It has left a mess and you have a decision to make. How will you clean it up?  Will you walk away and let someone else do it? Will you stay?

Truckma leaves many rocks and their associated hard places. Neither choice will feel very good or be simply accomplished. But choose you will.

Truckma has left a bit of chaos, yet there is something I’ve found that may just may help.  I’ve only just found it. It snuck in the other day, when someone asked me a question.

I took a moment before I answered, and watched the other add detail to his query.  While it was being fashioned, I thought things through and responded with honesty and clarity.  The words came out full and comprehensive and we both knew that they were true. In this way, Truckma was made unnecessary.

Now this doesn’t mean it went easily after that or even that everyone was happy with the outcome. It meant though, that there was no second guessing or manipulating or gaming or posturing or pretending, due to roles or expectations. There was a clarity that hadn’t ever shown up before. I believe that this rationality was birthed with Truckma. I believe that this lucidity will prevent the necessity of further Truckma, at least in this relationship and on this particular topic. It is a start.

This is a process, and there will be more posts… but for today, let’s thank James Gilliland for putting the necessary exclamation point on what is going on in our lives. It needed to be said, and he did so perfectly. At least now we have a name for what we are dealing with.

No worries, we knew this was coming. We’ve got this.

We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
We have anchored the light.
It is done.

With appreciation for all that you are,
Sophia
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Come now, to this banquet. Open your eyes and peer beyond the pain. Look at what is true. What is true, is you.

For you may have not ever been taught to stand on your own, yet I tell you that this did not stop you from standing, skipping, running or dancing. You’ve done it all.

This life is a feast; a luscious gathering of tastes, a whirlwind of emotions, a cacophony of sounds. This life is a precious gathering of exquisite.

It is tempting, with so many bright and shiny lights, their voices calling, posting, tweeting, filming, to keep our eyes looking backwards and focused on that rear-view mirror… so tempting!
Remember, your purpose lies ahead.

There are a few of us here now to capture and deal with those harmful ones, the ones we see so clearly now reflected in our rear-view mirrors. Support their efforts and keep looking onward.

Each moment is lush with possibility.

2019 is the year of manifestation.
What will you create?

Dream big, dear one. Whenever you can. Do not plan as much as experience each coming moment.
Utilize your imagination. See Paradise. Visualize Freedom. Feel Joy. Think on Peace. Actualize Laughter.

With the holiday season so recently finished, a reflection of what was reported may help us. Reports of relatives “telling it like it is” (both positive and negative) were mixed with “it was a quiet holiday, we mostly talked” and “we didn’t go anywhere this year, just stayed in and caught up, played games, it was nice”.

These stories of time spent with honesty and reflection were heard so often that I came to expect them. 2018 ended quietly and together, which is in sharp contrast to how it ended on the world stage (click here). It would appear that we are unified inside of our most intimate settings and family gatherings.

I have been so contemplative since last weekend. I’ve heard that there was an influx of powerful energy during that time. That may explain it.

I’ve also been woken up several times in the early morning hours, but cannot focus enough to hear what is being said… I’ll need to work on that.

I often feel a need to post, and as I do its purpose is revealed. This time, it is to say let’s not miss this part. This human part. This part that so many of us attempted to capture and decipher over the holiday with our loved ones.
Let’s pay attention.

I’m struck by the lack of eyeball to eyeball contact in social media, and how, with this trend of filming every conversation we have and then posting it, we seem to be yearning for it, seeking it, paying for it even.  There are no pretenses or fancy studios with wardrobe or make-up. We want to see each other, feel each other, know each other. We NEED to.

This is all part of our awakening as One.

Regardless of how far removed from ourselves technology seeks to take us, we yearn for home. Home is truth.

Home is where we reside. We reside in that place when we connect. We connect heart to heart, one to one, person to person, you to me.

Oneness has never been actually understood in human form. It has not been witnessed. It is you, dear one, who will define and mold it for those who come next. Oneness cannot be produced in a factory with repetitive imprints and perfection. Oneness is nuanced, it fluctuates with the tide, rises and falls with the frequencies, shouts and whispers alongside the wind. Just as you do.

Oneness erupts in our moments. It is felt and once experienced, it is known.

Science will tell us what is happening with the sun and the planet and the climate and the atmosphere, yet science uses the rear-view mirror for its data. It watches what has happened and attempts an explanation.

These things, the ones happening right now, are a consequence of our expansion, the result of our shift, the outcome of a burgeoning singularity.

Oneness happens in real time. It is un-measurable. It is boundless.

This is a gorgeous moment. Revel in it and go deep. It will not happen again.

We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
We have anchored the light.
​It is done.

With appreciation for all that you are,
Sophia​
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