So this is a sharing. The whole of it, well, you’d have to be here. Maybe you’d have to be me. I shared it with my partner and he cried (with joy) from the telling of it. Most of it is not in my words, so for today, I will not be the author of this blog post. It was given to me. Now, it is given to you.
This song is part of the story. You’ll see. It’s explained at the end.
This is a blog (not a newsletter) because it is meant for us all. Please share it if you are so moved. It is for everyone. It is a message of hope. A confirmation of us, an incredible piece of what we have been only imagining. There is no longer any doubt.
Yesterday, May 27th, 2015 I sat down and said…
I feel someone, who is this?
You will need to release expectings and ideas of both reasons for and methods of contact, if we are to chat.
What do you mean by methods?
Methods are ways of producing desired effects. These must be open to alteration as my energy is not one you’ve known.
Yet I hear and feel you.
You do. This is by way of introduction. I would like to diverge from word communication to event/idea/subject communication. This coincides with what happens in the spaces you have labeled “higher realms” or faster frequencies or different densities.
Okay. I’m open.
This will require a non-judgmental allowing of an idea, a thought – merely looking at it.
In this way it is hoped that a clearer picture can be given of this other way of life. Life in 5D+. Until now you’ve been speaking to others. Each with valid information and told word by word. In truth you had no real picture of what was said until after the conversation completed itself.
In contrast, in densities/realms other than earth – communication is in complete thoughts. In actuality you can do that now, and do, yet the use of words interprets and gets in the way.
This is because you alter your focus from what you are communicating or receiving to what you are saying or the words you are hearing. You step away from the art of telepathy to speak and listen to words. When in fact it is all telepathy to a greater or lesser degree.
So, who are you?
I am a being from the Pleiades and we have watched eagerly your discussions, waiting to move into your field and show you what your own day to day communication will be like once you complete your shift.
Do you have a name that could be used as reference?
I am known as Helna.
More like H-E-L-L-E-N-A-T.
Is the final letter silent?
It is soft, not hard.
Okay, what do we do to proceed with this new type of communicating?
You remain open and listening. I will send the idea and we’ll see what gets heard by you.
(I waited and received for a bit, allowing an immersion into what I was feeling and seeing)
I would like to tell you about what I see/sense/feel and how I interpret it all.
I see first swirling dresses, dancing, a rambunctious and joyful dance – a performance – reds, white, colors – clapping. This is indoors, though not on earth. Not a planet of any type but a ship. This is a celebration due to a homecoming. Those who are dancing are demonstrating overwhelming joy. Deep satisfaction in those watching at this juncture – long awaited.
It feels as if you are sending these to me with a feeling of coming home. At how many beings eagerly anticipate the homecoming of those of us who have been human for so long. Those of us who will be returning home.
(Note *these images were coupled with waves of love, of joy, of immense feelings of “welcome home”… It is a challenge to find words to describe the intensity of this gathering and its effect on me…)
You are seeing it Sophia. If you allow without so much associative input you will see more detail; remember more detail of this home that I am sensing. The challenge with the human brain is it likes to categorize. Your memories of this place have no category you are familiar with in your current life.
Yes. The dresses threw me.
The dresses are your only visual context for a mesmerizing, welcoming dance that draws you into it. You are putting in a sort of square dance type costuming. This is not a square dance. It is a deeply sacred series of movements that are practiced and then handed from dancer to dancer. I was hoping you would remember/feel the solemnity of the dance itself. It has been practiced and perfected over eons for a very specific homecoming. Yours.
You are speaking the empirical “you”?
Yes. As those humans who volunteered for this work return home, each will be welcomed in the manner significant for that specific origin. Our race holds the movement, dancelike, as both beautiful and unique. It is a gift by every measure, and requires the entire community’s participation. Not only the dancers, but the musicians, choreographers, costumers, attendants and logistics personnel. It is a deep honor. We are eagerly awaiting your return. We will learn so much and we have missed you all.
Okay, I would like to try this again. I must go.
I am aware. Until then.
(Note* after this, there was an overwhelming feeling of joy and I was sort of awestruck. I wandered into the room where I work, turned on my computer and kindle and this song was playing.
I began to cry and to sway with the visuals and feelings I was still getting. The sense of it is so difficult to describe, it is not like the family we know here, but sort of. It is perhaps so overwhelmingly loving because it has been so very long since a reunion has actually happened.
There is a sense of being with others who “get” you completely, that is experienced at every level of being; a deep validation. The only word I have in my heart is “home”; yet even that does not do it justice. Perhaps a better word is “agape”; unconditional acceptance.
The sense I have is that this is waiting for each of us, in some method of expression. This is one family reunion you won’t want to miss!
We are the ones they are waiting for.
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Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.
It’s like there are two versions of life. One – (this blog and newsletter) - is filled with people I talk to and love… The other – (my home, family and jobs) – is also filled with people I talk to and love. Both exist simultaneously. Perhaps this is the start of “getting” multi-dimensional life. One has no knowledge of the other, yet I exist in both each day. We are stepping into true unity. It is time to own who we are; all of who we are.
This on-line dimension is morphing and growing, just as the physical version changes. The entire process becomes one expanding human life. The John Lennon quote above sort of describes where this post is heading. If we pay attention we’ll notice. “Ascension, the Shift, Evolution” (or whatever we are calling it today) is happening, while we all make other plans.
As we notice, talk about, listen to, read and share – we make it real. It becomes current. It is no longer possible for me to say this blog and newsletter are non-essential parts of my days. This is part of who I AM. I am a telepathic empath. The myriad of beings I talk to, on and off planet, are equally fascinating and important. We don’t all agree yet we are each participating in a tremendous transformation.
The evolution of the human is still the best show in town. As confusing and exciting and a bit worrisome it may be for us – it is fascinating to anyone in the audience. The conversations taking place telepathically display something clearly; something important.
These are beings, just like you and me. Some are serious, some sort of giddy, some rather unusual and some like your next door neighbor. Some of these beings we’ve labeled “alien” and with that label comes a host of Hollywood imprinting or super powers. These are neither true nor constructive, but divisive. It is time to retire the words “foreign” and “enemy” and even “alien”. We are each alien in the right context; the name says nothing.
The name “telepathic empath” describes what I do. The conversations being shared in the newsletter are not channeled, but spoken to me. Telepathy with another human on earth is only slightly different. The one reaching out must have clarity of intent. I am like a party line. I only need to pick up the receiver; there is always someone there.
I’m beginning to think the purpose of these conversations and cast of characters is a sort of gentle disclosure. With their words I feel definite personalities. They are as diverse in looks and agendas and methods of speaking as we are. As I meet them, my associative brain kicks in and I can’t help but categorize them. There’s a “Chew-Baca”, a smallish leprechaun like being, a cowboy…
It may sound weird, (there are definitely circles I don’t discuss this in), yet I’ll submit here that even that label is separatist. It’s not weird. It’s simply more life.
Our life seems to be set on a path that takes us to new and untested places with new and unknown beings. We won’t like all of them or trust all of them. Yet each is worthy. Just because they reach us telepathically doesn’t mean they know all the answers or hold any specific agenda (“good” or “bad”). It just means that’s how they communicate.
If we can relax and go gently and seamlessly into our own evolution, we’ll begin to recognize the enormous power we hold. It is time we become as fascinated with ourselves as everyone else seems to be. Trust.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
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“Before enlightenment, I chopped wood and carried water. After enlightenment, I chopped wood and carried water. “
In the midst of an identity crisis, I find myself wondering if I’m in it alone. Probably not. I’ve watched the events and people in my life whisper and scream a message I was impervious to. It called me again and again to declare who I be.
All the while I carried on my routine making cosmetic and minor changes with no awareness of the picture they created. I just noticed. At first glance it’s a mess – a hodge-podge of weeds, unfinished projects, partially committed relationships, part time jobs, clothes I no longer like and promises.
My body has changed. My family has changed. My desires and daily routines have changed. I am not the same woman who sat in this backyard last May. Nothing is the same, but everything is. I am not sure how to define what happened.
It’s as if the Universe is cooperating with me now... It’s not obvious, dramatic or sudden. The sudden and dramatic moments did happen though. There were clashes and injuries as the energy shifted and was felt. Once those passed, I was given, or I took, “time”; an adjustment period so that I could figure out what happened. I’m in one of those now.
In December I bought Poinsettias. They are still alive. It’s fascinating to watch the leaves morph themselves into flowers and then fall off and die so that new leaves can emerge, morph and do the same thing. In March I bought a small pot of annuals. They immediately died as I ignored their needs to tend to those of my partner who was hospitalized (one of the injuries that resulted with the shifting energy). I re-discovered them in May, pretty much dead, and cut them way back. There wasn’t much hope in my pruning – yet it’s always a struggle to give up on life and I wasn’t quite ready. Today’s photo is the result. This too feels significant.
I don’t think this moving into another density is anything to be predicted. I don’t know that I can confirm at what vibratory rate any of us exist today, yet it’s not the same one from a year ago, or even a few months ago.
Some of us seem to go easy with the shift and others of us, perhaps those more seasoned or stuck in habits or fears, go hard. This level is not without its own version of negative entities and opportunistic beings. None of the plan is exclusive – everyone is welcome. Yet adjustments will have to be made as this energy holds space wide open for creative action rather than destructive.
As those flowers renew themselves and are once again thriving, so are we. We may not be clear on the shape or exact version that will result, but our blueprint is. That blueprint is gradually emerging in the subtle shifts you may be noticing.
Little things signify major changes. There is a busy street I must cross each morning. Years ago I created no traffic on that corner. It worked so well that regardless of who is driving – my car never sees traffic there. Since mid-March though, it’s changed again. It’s not just no traffic, its’ NO CARS AT ALL, IN EITHER DIRECTION. The street is deserted when I drive up to it. It’s like witnessing my original intent, squared.
There are other things - I only need think something and it happens. Manifestation is nearly instantaneous. I make daily proclamations and my life plays out in full cooperation.
This identity crisis in instigated by the fact that I am getting everything I have intended, spoken about, dreamt of and planned. Care is necessary as I define this next stage because those definitions are becoming my life. It’s only a small matter of linear time before I witness my intent.
I’m not sure what living without a clear sense of time feels like – I can bet though that the possibilities and multi-dimensionality of it will blow our 3D minds.
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This re-definition of who I be feels seamless and a bit quieter than I expected. This shift is not being thrust upon me or you or any of us without our full participation. We may not be defining it as a “shift”, or thinking much at all about its definition, but our deepest held beliefs are showing themselves to remind us.
Some of us won’t change a thing. I work with a Master and witness each day the power of consistent acceptance and constant joy. This is my first experience with such a being and it is a privilege.
There is a lot of information being shared in the movie “Jupiter Ascending”. My favorite part is told in the lead character, who discovers her true royal origin. She chooses to continue however, in the work she has always done with the people she has always loved. She is a cleaning woman, living in a crowded place with her extended family. Her humanity is her most powerful trait.
As we discover our most powerful trait, we’ll choose the work and life we’ve always imagined for ourselves. We are so much more than we know. We can begin now to feel what that means in our everyday, without leaving our everyday. Dream big. You are the one you’ve been waiting for.
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“Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars.”
― Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary
Music sings what words cannot convey. It is language in its own right; one universally understood. It is ONE’s chosen voice.
If you step all the way back, looking at humanity as a singular family, you may find yourself trying to create the most constructive home for them, to surround them with the most nourishing circumstance, to communicate your intentions to them, so that you would be understood on any and every level. What tool is available in which to accomplish all of that?
There are no words for the language of love, for the utterances of ONE. There are sounds; frequencies that reach you within and out of time; that grab hold of your heart and speak directly to it. These are eternal chords of resonance.
Events do that certainly – birth and death, fights for survival, moments of exquisite beauty – each of these move us at a level not normally touched. Yet music, certain music, does the same. It is available at the touch of a button – always. The voice of ONE – our collective voice.
It is created in orchestral movements, many voices of man and instrument collaborating the song. This music is no accident. This music, made by many, yet singing as ONE, is our song.
We may not agree on specifics, yet we understand beauty on a visceral level. We resonate with our own power; our body sings when it is recognized.
I write mere words; a poor substitute for the depth of communication coming from song. My son writes music; powerful, epic scores. I believe those of us that can do so are gifts for the whole of us – understanding the chord combinations necessary in order to reach humanity’s gut and heart. The language of ONE is universally felt.
Over several years of conversations with GE (found here), he shared piece after piece of orchestral, epic music. They can be found here, and are worth a listen.
The link shared below is a compilation from a favorite composer of mine.
Music like this is often the background to my daily chores. How much would our days be enhanced with a soundtrack? ;-) This is the language of our soul.
I know you too are feeling the changes we are going through. Perhaps not always knowing what to do to assist or enhance them. Perhaps wondering where it’s all going to end up?
Music tells us the answers. It ends with us powerful, complete and following our eternal heart. The guide we have, the one that never steers us off course, is located within. It is easily accessed and can be called out with a little help from music.
Listen. Our sound has been playing always. Turn up the volume and trust.
We are the Ones we’ve been waiting for.
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Today, (here in the USA) we honor our mother. It’s Mother’s Day.
I was never very big on Mother’s Day, referring to it as a Hallmark Holiday. Turns out the woman responsible for its “national holiday” status in the states had the same issue. Anna Jarvis, who conceived of Mother’s Day as a way of honoring the sacrifices mothers made for their children, eventually fought to get the day repealed after it became a commercialized holiday. Anna was inspired by her mom, Anna Reeves Jarvis, who was responsible for helping soldiers on both sides of the Civil War. Anna Jarvis was never a mother herself.
Forty years before Anna, in 1870, Julia Howe had her own ideas for a Mother’s Day and wrote this proclamation:
Arise, then, women of this day! Arise all women who have hearts,
whether our baptism be that of water or of tears!
Say firmly: "We will not have great questions decided by
irrelevant agencies. Our husbands shall not come to us, reeking
with carnage, for caresses and applause. Our sons shall not be
taken from us to unlearn all that we have been able to teach
them of charity, mercy and patience.
We women of one country will be too tender of those of another
country to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs. From
the bosom of the devastated earth a voice goes up with our own.
It says "Disarm, Disarm! The sword of murder is not the balance
Blood does not wipe our dishonor nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plow and the anvil at the summons
of war, let women now leave all that may be left of home for a
great and earnest day of counsel. Let them meet first, as women,
to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them then solemnly take counsel with each other as to the
means whereby the great human family can live in peace, each
bearing after their own time the sacred impress, not of Caesar,
but of God.
In the name of womanhood and of humanity, I earnestly ask that a
general congress of women without limit of nationality may be
appointed and held at some place deemed most convenient and at
the earliest period consistent with its objects, to promote the
alliance of the different nationalities, the amicable settlement
of international questions, the great and general interests of
Julia Ward Howe
It could be read still today, 150 years later.
Lebanese film director, Nadine Labaki, released “Where do we go now?” in 2012; a critically acclaimed film using humor to illustrate the same idea – that the female perspective is powerful and in sharp contrast to that driven by war and the typically masculine method of conquest.
So today we sort of have to honor our Mom. Yet the day began not as an excuse to go out for brunch, but a call for a peaceful approach to solving conflict. The day was intended to honor mothering attitudes and actions – as an answer to healing the destruction of war; as a valuable solution that was not practiced.
This “watering down” of Mother’s Day is yet another way we’ve diminished valid and effective peaceful solutions and replaced them with more sexy and explosive and expensive ones. It takes time to negotiate peace. It is an easy and quick thing to pull a trigger (or purchase a greeting card).
The mothering instinct is not reserved for only our physical mother but a universal caretaking impulse held by us all, which is truly what the day is about. Once allowed and nourished it would change the world. That’s the thing to honor today, with or without the greeting card.
Have a day that encourages peace at every interaction. Live Agape. Happy Mother’s Day.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
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It’s been an interesting few days (since the full moon?)… This week the energy again is “ramped up”… there are no issues or struggles while dropping into a meditative state or even just a state of calm. Our house is teeming with “energies”… it is/ (they are) different than before… faster moving and easier, stronger perhaps. Our way of life is changing… many of my family members are again switching gears and moving into previously unplanned places, myself included. We are choosing; deciding which roads we will climb and with whom and for what purpose. Just as we planned.
It seems that after years of holding Love Quests and discussing Agape, that there is really no end to its relevance. We begin and end with love. Everything is easier if it sits at the core of your decision. It refuses to be ignored and cannot be diminished.
We are settling our internal struggles, struggles that are the primary stumbling blocks for each of us. In many cases, it amounts to self-love. The lack of self-love is the thing that puts a stop to any true forward advancement. What it takes to love yourself must come from a place inside that you may not have accessed – it is this place that unites all of us.
The divine spark of eternity that keeps you alive is the reason for love. It is not external trappings or personality – it is the central spark of creation – that piece of “source” found in all of life.
We have attributed “holiness” to objects and places. There are no unholy places. The benefit of attributing a sacred thing or destination is one of focus. It allows us to all at once and in the same locale bring all of our emotion and/or attention to a fine point and create.
Emotion is the “magic” that we have. It is the key. It is what has been manipulated through fear.
Once we love ourselves, once you love yourself, with the same intensity you fear your government, police force, abandonment, death or any loss – you are unstoppable.
Like “Merlin” there is nothing you can’t make happen or any place you cannot go. You are limited only by your own imagining.
Self-love is so misunderstood. Its true impact is often lost. It goes over most heads.
It is a simple thing to love yourself. To find no fault in any other, to harbor no insult or anger or grudge or fear – to love, easily, completely and joyfully – no matter what – is the most natural of acts. Yet we see that in someone and label them childlike or mentally handicapped or simple minded – as if that is a bad or frivolous thing. It is not a bad thing. It is not frivolous. It is the only thing. It is what you are here to figure out. It is why you came.
A dear love of mine passed on ten years ago. She was a great deal older than I was. She was a good natured and loving soul with not a mean bone in her 5 foot 1 inch body. At her funeral, many of us in the family were sitting around; reminiscing. We gradually realized that each of us had been touched so deeply with her love so as to take it for granted. We loved her, yet didn’t really take her seriously. She was just Ella, or Mom or Grandma – predictable and constant. She thought we were all amazing. We each thought we were her “favorite”. We never understood, (while she lived), that her life demonstrated what we all were searching for. One of us said just 3 words, “She got it.” We all nodded. There was nothing else to say.
As we race through these energetic twists and turns there is one thing that doesn’t change. It is not a small thing. It is the One thing. It is the only thing. It is Self-Love.
Love yourself without restraint. You are the One you’ve been waiting for.
I love you absolutely,
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It seems all of us are dealing with deep issues of self-definition. Personally and collectively we are again and again asked to define just exactly who we are.
Baltimore. Responses to the violence have been telling to say the least. As we define ourselves, we allow and contribute to our collective declaration. There are no easy answers. Even the youngest beings are made aware, on some level, of the question before us as baseball fans are prohibited, for the first time ever, from attending the Baltimore Orioles game (click here for update on this)
With this very much on my mind, I was contacted again this week from a being calling itself ‘Ancient”. Those of you receiving my newsletter will be familiar with this being. I’ll share here this relevant conversation. (If you would like to receive the newsletter, sign up here.)
While this may not sound completely new, it feels expansive in scope. We are deciding right now how this plays out. We are always at choice, and are creating opportunities to demonstrate our decision with each “now” moment.
And now, the conversation, from April 29th, 2015)
(Emphasis and italics are my own…)
Is there anyone who wants to speak to me?
It is the one you have called “Ancient”.
Okay, what is it you’d like to say?
That your people have been thrust into a wave of energy they do not understand. Correction is necessary in the care of the people. This will become increasingly more apparent as this new energy serves all of the inhabitants of earth with its demands (the demands of the energy; in other words, this energy asks us to act differently).
In order to function there is necessary an acceptance of each being you encounter as equal in value. This is not the value used on this planet, not monetary, and in fact a sharp contrast to the way a majority of humans judge worth.
It has been seen that an eruption of illusory traps is occurring; this, so that they can be exposed.
The human can, in a very real sense, pull itself out of this escalation of fear. It will take the majority of those who are not generally valued to change the order.
The order of things must be upset for change to take place. The country of focus now is one where freedom and opportunity have been promised and advertised.
What happened in the hands of the controlling faction is not new. What is new is that the world now sees it.
What will the rest of humankind do with such blatant terrorizing of one of its own? This depends on whether or not the rest of humanity regards a typically “lower class” person as one of its own. Is this of any consequence?
The response that I am aware of includes mostly a desire that it stop. There seems no effort to insure (that) the inside cause no longer take place.
By “inside cause”, what do you mean?
I refer here to the violent treatment of the single man (Freddie Gray) – which happened as a result of fear and misplaced power.
(I was interrupted here and stopped)
Okay, I am back. This does not sound exactly like the Ancient One I spoke to? I am not receiving a clear stream of consciousness.
No, this is because you are filtering.
Perhaps I will just stop then.
As you wish, although I’d like to get some information to you.
Okay, let’s try again then. (I repeated the clearing and declarations I make for absolute truth, as well as “highest and best” for all concerned)
You have asked for details of humanity’s origin.
Others have, yes. There is a lot of confusion.
The story of the human is … (the conversation stopped abruptly)
Why don’t I hear you?
You are blocking. Please listen to each word.
Okay. (I centered again, and waited)
Man is not what he imagines himself to be. He sees a body that ages and dies, a brain that has a constant potential for learning and a spirit that is lesser than those of the “gods”. At the same time, man imagines himself to be one of a kind in all the cosmos.
Rather than open, he looks to everything with judgment that defines as well as inhibits his ability to see at all.
This view of self is at its core nonsensical – unless you are accepting delusions and illusions as factual pieces of information. It defies reason that man would be (italics here are mine, words are not) alone in all of creation and without massive power.
If man concedes the existence of massive power, he grants it to one or perhaps several supreme beings. This sets up a top-down hierarchy which rests at the core of man. It colors everything. It is not truth, yet so deeply held as such that it is deemed reverent.
With the segregating of this assumption into a place of honor, the domination of man becomes a simple task.
What will be part of mans rise to full capability is the correct placement of prior assumptions.
There are few truths. There are numerous beliefs. There are billions of versions of both, individually adopted by each human aspect of creation.
The core acceptance of man’s godhood is what will propel him forward towards enlightenment. With that as a base for thoughts, ideas, feelings and actions; everything changes.
Man cannot see himself truly until and unless all other men are viewed through the same lens. To view yourself truly is not arrogant or disrespectful, but humble acceptance.
An equal playing field, when finally understood, replaces all fear of mistaken assumptions or doubt as to self-worth. Man is special not because of any specific attribute other than his existence.
Man is the physical expression of creation – not the only aspect but a unique embodied creator god. He has chosen to create within a limited field in order to learn and embody oneness. Man feels everything he creates.
By allocating the power and exaltation to an unseen being other than himself – man has set the stage for polarity.
It is not truth and therefore will not continue. Only truth is everlasting.
The de-construction of false assumptions is taking many forms. The “time” lapse before truth takes hold is as yet undetermined. Man’s nature is violent and united; powerful. Expect eruptions of power as this constructed reality disintegrates.
This will be a temptation for man to continue judgment and opinion. It would be more truthful to observe and witness; acknowledge the evidence of the Ascent of Unity and support the change. It is what has always been seen and is inevitable.
This is all?
For now it is.
(And this conversation ended.)
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