Barefoot and on the earth, I sat with my back to the sun. I was excited and ready. The plan was to meditate through it. I began about 40 minutes prior to the global synchronized time of 1:11 PM Central US Time.
Immediately I encountered and was engulfed within darkness. Visions of dark deeds and terrified children were overwhelming. It was black. I realized I’d entered a pitched battle, and fortification was needed. I saw myself as an anchor for the light; it ran through me and into the earth, beyond me above and out from me in all directions. I silently repeated “I am an anchor for the light”. It felt like a Gandalf moment: “You shall not pass”.
The fear and expanse of this darkness was palpable. I remained there for what felt like a very long time.
Then it changed. Several things happened. For a moment, there was no sound; no trees rustling, summer bugs or birdsongs. I heard a siren wail – “help is on the way”. The darkness did not fade so much as disappear. In a heartbeat, it was gone.
I now saw children in the light. They were playing, gathering, smiling. There was no fear.
I noticed a little girl. She was huddled in the corner. She wore a white dress and was barefoot, her arms gripped tight around her bended knees. She was suffering. There had been damage. She would need to heal. She was the holder of all that had happened. She would need help to realize a full and complete recovery. She would need our help.
I am not sure when this phrase showed up “It worked”. It may have been at the moment the darkness departed. It was somewhere in the gathering of peaceful children.
I came out of the meditation. It seemed to be over. My eyes fell on a ½ burnt cigar. I smiled and reached now to pick it up, knowing that the shift was complete. We’d come full circle.
You see on Friday, 8/18/17 I had received a phone call. It was the kind of call a parent never wants; my son had been in a car accident. I took that call outside on the deck for better reception. My partner had been in the middle of that cigar when I stepped outside. Hearing me take down the name of the hospital, he threw the cigar out onto the grass and ran to get the car.
It’s been an unreal 4 days and felt “out of time”. We’ve spent this period healing our family with nourishing food, love, laughter and communion. It’s been rather surreal. My son is okay. We are all changed and beyond grateful for that.
The sight of that ½ burnt cigar told me it was over; we were in an original place now. That other timeline is over. The scary one in which you don’t know if and when it’s going to be okay? It no longer applies. It’s going to be okay.
I went back inside then. I noticed the time. It was 1:11 PM Central US time. It was then that I realized the full import of what had happened.
The darkness I’d just witnessed had stopped just as the synchronized global meditation began.
YOU STOPPED IT. We’ve entered pure creation. We’ve done it. Welcome to our new earth.
Whatever happens now is residual. Things will play out in their own way in linear time. Yet the fix is in.
A close friend and light warrior has shared a similar meditation journey with me. His words were “It was complete blackness from every circumstance. I felt the darkness leave. There is a sense a closure. We’ve come full circle. I feel like celebrating!”
There is no doubt. We’ve got this.
My partner finished the rest of that cigar yesterday afternoon. While he was enjoying it, a man showed up who wanted to sell him a new cable service. Within a few moments, this guy ended up sitting down on our front step and holding a deep conversation with my partner; saying things like “Oh, I’m awake. We are all one. It’s about humanity.” He sat there for some time. I’m not sure he ever made that sale, but he sure made an impression.
Part of my afternoon was spent dealing with insurance companies and junkyards. I witnessed a transformation in the owner of the junkyard where our car had been towed last week. You see, the accident happened several hours from here, and the car is a total loss. We removed personal things Friday night, but forgot to get the plates. When I called to ask about removing them, she flat out said “That’s your problem. We don’t remove plates.” Then she hung up. Later in the day she called back. It was like talking to a different person. She said things like “The important thing to remember is that your son is okay. That’s what you focus on. You have a good day.”
These people and conversations stand now as validation. There is no doubt. Stay the course. We’ve done it. We’ve begun an original earth.
It is an honor to share this journey with you.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for – let’s do this.
With gratitude and so much love,
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