Where you fall along the “scale of fear” probably has little, if anything, to do with the current “terrorism threat” level. That is a good sign. It indicates how we are separating from the matrix.
I heard a recording the other day from someone who watches trends online after large “expected events” (think 12/21/12) that fail to happen. He said he’d been doing it since Y2K.
After this most recent expected “Ascension Event” last September, he saw a shift. Instead of anger, frustration and “why”?, people asked “what the “powers that were” were doing behind our backs, while we were focused elsewhere?” This is major. It’s happening everywhere now. As awareness grows, we collectively pull and push each other to new levels.
I flew last weekend. I carry a water bottle when I do, filling it up at the gate. This time, I forgot to empty it before getting in the TSA line. What the agent then “explained”, after patting me down once, is that I’d have to accompany her back to the other side, she would empty out the water there, and then I’d get in line and be patted down a second time once I got through. I was not permitted to touch the bottle myself. I was with my mom at the time, and she was waiting for me in a wheelchair. She, btw, had already also been patted down, after going through the body scanner.
I looked at the agent in disbelief. I took out my passport, held it up high and said, sort of loudly, “I am a citizen of this country. I travel with my passport to ease the process for us all and yet still I am being forced to jump through ridiculous hoops just to get back home and have Thanksgiving with my mother. Something is very wrong with this picture. I am not a terror threat. This is insane.”
The agent walked with me out of the area, (away from her supervisor), and as she dumped out the half liter of water said, very quietly “I agree with you. This is stupid. I’m not going to pat you down or make you stand in line. Come on.” We then walked back and joined my mother.
We have to speak up. Being awake and only talking to other awake people is fun perhaps, but really a waste of time. I know when you first wake up you feel sort of self-righteous about enlightening everyone. But that is not your job. Your job is to live in a woken up state. Let others see you live with eyes wide open. They will notice.
Witnessing your alert behavior will have more of an impact on someone than will a lecture from you. Who listens anyway? It’s time to be ACTIVELY AWAKE.
Here are some suggestions that may spark others…
We will come to comprehend our unity through these blatant attempts that display polarity. As we shift, it is our humanity that rises above every disagreement and difference. WE ARE MAGNIFICENT IN OUR UNIQUENESS AND UNIQUE IN OUR MAGNIFICENCE.
We are the ones we are waiting for.
Thank you for showing up.
With absolute love,
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To concern oneself with things, things of this earth, seems nonsensical. This is a reference to mundane things, everyday things and requirements. This is all illusion. It is perhaps the definition of insanity to do, over and over, a thing that is illusory.
Yet, what is “reality”? With my focus elsewhere, it (“reality”) moves in impossible ways and shows me unusual sights. (This has been talked about in previous blog posts).
So, if it is insanity to focus on what is not “real” and what is “real” shifts regularly – what’s a human to do? Is there an instruction manual?
After decades spent listening to the “proper living” steps of others, we eventually arrive here.
It’s garbage day. With a mind full of thoughts ready to be tossed out or perhaps recycled, we can do something new. Finally.
It’s a scary moment. Garbage trucks take stuff away, they don’t ever return it. What’s left behind then?
Here are some thoughts that may help to fill the void you feel. Know that…
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It is not that you are un-ascended or not enlightened. Even words like expansion are misnomers for what you are feeling right now.
The primary thing to realize is that all of this already exists. It is like the seed holding within it what’s to become the magnificent, towering oak tree. Yet it’s beyond that, for the seed holds a very specific blueprint, for a single tree.
YOU are the entirety of creation. It is by choice that you express yourself now as human. We are speaking now of pure potential. You are, you know, you be, everything.
You do not “need” anything specific to ascend. Your only task is to locate your ascended self and allow her to be.
There is no difference in creation. It is One. It is all.
This is potential. No adjectives or further descriptions can define what it is that you are.
Your potential is realized. Open your eyes – this is ascension.
Imagination is the stuff of creation. It sees the form within the formless and the formless within the form. It knows.
When every expression of life is self and every expression of self is accepted, there is agape. This becomes then, all that is.
The “process” of ascension happens differently in every case because all possibilities are realized uniquely and at once.
These words sound like riddles, even ridiculous… because there are no words yet for ascension – you haven’t made them.
Yet you have. You will, you do, discover what you seek. This is the journey of life – seek and you shall find. Always there is a seeking and as well, a finding.
Become your own spokesperson for truth. Announce your knowing with confidence.
The balance between self and “other” is not reached in agreement. It is realized in acceptance.
The journey is really taken by all, for all, and with all. There are no solitary moments.
You are not born alone. You emerge to embark on a self- chosen quest; an experience, an exploration, a fabrication, a moment of loneliness or loss or bitterness or untold “wealth” or mental agility or rigidity or “fame” or obscurity or illness or power or selfishness or ignorance or brilliance or beauty or deformity or self-destruction or joy. And we are with you; watching, remembering, becoming again your mirrors.
These are not so much steps on a journey as instruments in a composition; all playing at once, all playing now.
Music software shows you each instrument as a line on the screen – you hear a note without realizing the many “different” parts. It is not necessary to see the lines to appreciate the piece – yet they are there. And the composer chose each carefully and specifically – placing them precisely where he wanted – creating her song.
Ascension will be an “aha” moment – you’ll see each chosen instrument and realize they’ve been played with skill. You will remember your technique and come to the fullness of your mastery.
Your knowing will change as a switch is turned on from its former “off” position. What is happening with the flick of that switch is the power surges forth – no longer held back – and lights your way. The power was there always, waiting for this moment of release.
There is an ease of ascension. It’s like searching a dark room for a light, and then once found, noticing it was right there all along, within reach.
You will sense it, imagine it, and still not realize it until you allow it. This may feel odd; there are no directions or blueprints for this room.
I work with very young children and when we walk into certain hallways and places we tell them we are entering “Quiet-land”. They know what to do there.
We are entering “Ascension-land”. You know what to do here. Keep your eyes and your heart wide open. It’s full of surprises, all waiting for us to illuminate them.
Information is flooding in so rapidly all that I seem to want is sleep… It’s like nothing we’ve been told and is more in every way imagined.
Three nights ago I was out walking and, well, something happened. It was like the earth shifted and then righted itself. A palpable movement, like I was walking on a giant ball and it rolled forward and then back. Surreal. Then, I could hear the crackles in my ears as what feels and looks to me like reality is forming before my eyes...
On my walks around the park, the lights go out as I approach..... Not just one... many.
We will invent the words for this one… We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
With so much love,
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