Like the rain here this morning, readership is steadily increasing and very welcome. It’s interesting that as more people read this blog, I struggle with why I do it. I love to write. I also write to love. I can do both more effectively if I get out of my own way. I am my ego, and sometimes she is roaring. It feels great to have recognition, yet that is not the point. The point is love. I started writing in earnest six years ago, as a method of transformation. I discovered I had access to a deeper and wiser part of myself there. She is a part of me that I don’t want to lose touch with. Yet there are times when she sits in the background while I strut around, basking in self-importance. She doesn’t say anything, but waits and watches. Her expression is contemplative. She knows self destruction is coming. She can wait. This ego roar cannot sustain itself long. When my ego roars, it’s so loud I can’t hear myself. If you’ve ever heard the roar of a lion, you know the volume and range it commands. For that moment it is the only sound. You never forget it. This ego noise is similar, yet it leaves a sort of hollow ring. You may remember hearing it, but its meaning escapes you. I am not here to roar, I’m here to love. There is a ripple effect. Eventually, everyone is breathing the same air and feeling the same love. That’s how it works. To focus on numbers is to become enmeshed in the illusion. We are not these bodies; they exist as a vehicle for our light. We get caught up in the drama so easily here. It’s a constant chorus of better, worse, more, less, right, wrong, good, bad, beautiful, homely, popular and unpopular. The volume is deafening. It’s a great show and there are some who came only to watch. Not us. We are here to bring in some light. Our purpose is love. In my dream (L.O.H.) several nights ago, there were none who shone any brighter. It was our combined light that formed a cushion of love. We easily supported each other. There were no illusions of self-importance – the One trumped all. This is why we are here, and we can feel it when we hit that note. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
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My dreams changed last weekend. I was away from home, and they took me even further. I was not in a place I’ve ever imagined or with anyone I’ve consciously known this lifetime. I believe I had a glimpse of what life can be like when we are outside the constraints of this dimension. I loosed the bonds of the systems in place and saw a world with different priorities. It was beautiful and very different. I was part of a group that went by the moniker L.O.H. I do not remember what it stood for, only those three initials. We were in New York City. I understood that crime still existed and we were there for the victims. There were hundreds of us. We wore clothing unlike any I’ve ever seen; it was iridescent. We were strong, vital and committed. My best friend tells me that maybe L.O.H. stood for “Love Over Head”. Here’s why. We went into the apartment where a murder had just occurred. There was no one there but the body – no police, no yellow tape, no news reporters or eyewitnesses. Our job was to grant dignity and love to the victim and to care for the body. It was a different New York – yet not everyone was “on board” and some violent physical dramas still played out. We were the transitory team – loving the soul who had volunteered to experience this crime as a victim. I see a long line of us, physically and energetically loving this body. We lift him up and pass him carefully overhead; carrying the body from this dimension to the next. This is someone to be honored and gently moved to his next destination, and we are here to do just that. Each of us handles him, loves him and thanks him. We create a path of love he travels on over our heads, cushioned in our light. We sort of glow and are all beaming with joy. It is a privilege to do this work. I understand our next soul is a rape victim and we move on to another apartment. We do not stop crime, we honor souls. I have no sense of when this is. I do have a sense of living in a way I could not imagine with my 3D brain. There are no police or jails or front page crime stories. We just went where love was needed and we knew where that was. It was, I imagine, what it would be like to live truly as One. We all felt the crime, we didn’t need to read about it or punish it. I had an understanding that many of us lived this way, and this work was deeply important. We were close to living as love, but were not yet there completely; some crime existed. The crimes were not the point, the love was. I knew in the dream that another group loved the perpetrators of the crimes, but I did not see that. What I saw was beautiful and the image of hundreds of smiling, shining humans lovingly passing a body from one to the other will remain with me forever. We are so much more than we see here now. We are extraordinary beings of incredible power. We are headed for amazing; a place beyond our wildest imaginings. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. Cornstalks border my east and west, standing guard to this row of houses. Harvested a month ago, they are silent golden protectors, speaking only when the wind blows through. The coyotes keep their distance, but at night you can hear them howling; they are hunting. I am grateful for these cornstalk sentinels. The world looks different further south, and in so many ways it is. We spent the morning working in the front yard and left to get some lunch. When we drove back in, I noticed we’d left the garage door open and the lawn was strewn with power tools. You couldn’t do that in the suburbs. Well you could, but more than likely they’d be gone when you returned. We are in the heartland. Down here you grow things, hunt things and help people. The cows make strange noises at night; there is an occasional eerie wail. With the mass of stars overhead and this combination of animal calls, it’s as if we’ve entered another dimension. Yet I see no evidence of “Ascension Awareness” here. Life is straightforward. It includes work, raising kids and crops, and play; all good things. I feel so deeply human here. This is my race. I can’t deny feeling a bit out of place though. I have no internet access in this rural yard where I sit. For two days I’ve been unable to check in on what has become an important part of my daily life; my family of light workers. It’s been interesting. I feel, not quite like a fish out of water, but like the Ugly Duckling; accepted completely yet just a little bit different. We all pretend not to notice and I will move on soon enough. This sense of being removed somehow from people I love isn’t comfortable. I’ve had it my whole life, and believe it’s because this time, I’m here not just to experience humanity, but to help humanity. We all are. For those of us who’ve heard the call, our time has arrived. We are a bit removed because we’re always watching, waiting for the right moment. It’s as if we are now on high alert. This weekend, I am in a corn maze. It’s fun and I’m having a great time, but it’s time to find the exit. We have to support each other now. We are family. Each of us is love. For some unique reason we chose to light the way and the rest of our families are depending on us to do just that. The gifts that are yours are needed right now. You are perfect. You chose this time and this family. It is the one most suited for success. Consciously, we don’t speak of this, but on the soul level we all do. Your family and friends all know what you are doing here. You are lighting the way. There is need for your particular style of love; for your luminosity. Discomfort or awkward feelings are distractions and you knew they might show up. At the same time you realized that your light was necessary, and trumped everything else. You are a light bearer. You are here to light the way. In the story, the ugly duckling turns out to be a swan. Now the swan isn’t better than the duck, but different; her wings are huge and her neck is longer. She sees much further. Just like us. Our powerful wings are beating a path for the next pond. Only swans can see far enough to find the quickest route. That’s why the flock needs us. In order to make best use of our beautiful wings, we need to accept and love them – as is. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. A solo fishing pole runs towards the lake, taking with it a sneaker clad little boy, holding on to a tackle box. He looks back often, smiling at an older guy who takes his time to catch up. It is a chilly morning. Dark clouds announce the coming rain and this fishing trip will either be a short one or a wet one. It’s not the weather that’s in that young boy’s head, it’s the fishing. Threatening weather, illness or discomfort stops many adventures. When young children are involved it’s different again. Through their eyes, the world becomes a playground. In “Yes Man”, Jim Carrey discovers what he’s been missing with “No”, and falls in love. It’s easy to say no. There are so many valid reasons – not enough time, not enough money, not enough guts, not enough knowledge. It all comes down to lack, which in this world is the physical expression of fear. I began saying yes in 2008, after seeing this movie. Eventually my children caught on and we ate a lot of pizza and ice cream for awhile. I joined some organizations I wouldn’t have normally. I began writing in earnest. I write this blog because 4 years ago I said yes. The anti-drug campaign in the schools around here is titled “Just Say No”. Once I remembered the Law of Attraction, I noticed the futility of that. A great way to attract anything is to surround it in a big red circle and include the word “NO!” What we resist persists. Life is supposed to be fun and we have forgotten. That little boy with his dad or uncle is making a memory; the rain is just mixed in with the story and was never the point. Both will pass quickly, making way for the next moment. Just say yes. Practice for our next moment. Ascension or The Shift or The End Times or the Event or whatever we call it, it’s a new adventure. How are we going to let go and fully experience this massive change if we can’t get out of the house? We’ve chained ourselves in imaginary bonds of fear. This was a deliberate act, perpetrated by those who would enslave us. We are not slaves, we are light workers. Our light dissolves these invisible chains, our love sets us free. Realize in every moment the power you hold. Look up! We are all around you, waiting to meet your gaze. One of us has to begin; it may as well be you. Even going to the grocery store can be a blast when the trip includes some love. That’s the whole point! We are not just background and scenery while you “get your work done”. We are your work! Look around, smile, and connect. It’s incredible how that lifts you up. Say yes, and watch your world conspire to create more for you to love. Our purpose is expansion. We are here to evolve. We came to love. It starts with yes. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. Each day there should be an audio version of the blog, accessible via this photo. I tried running once. It didn’t go well. The man I was with at the time thought it would be a good idea if we ran together – fitness and togetherness all rolled into one miserable moment. He of course, was an athlete. As I gasped and jogged, he ran circles around me, smiling loving words of encouragement. It didn’t last a week. As I watch the runners each morning on this quiet little lake, I wonder if each step they take is amplified this summer. Time is speeding up. It seems I wake up and all of a sudden it’s noon. Is everything working this way? Will I lose weight, increase my stamina and reach my health goals quicker now? How does it work? Linear time is part of this illusion. I read something yesterday saying that in other dimensions it’s more of a marker. I have trouble wrapping my head around that concept. So I wonder where this is going, as I feel an increased sense of urgency to “get ‘er done”. We are literally running out of time. One of my favorite lines from my favorite movie is when George Bailey, in “It’s a Wonderful Life”, says, “You say they should wait, and save their money. Wait? Wait for what? Until their children grow old and leave them?” Our time is now. The window of opportunity has opened. We are here to love ourselves and our planet back to health. Positive efforts and truth have more effect today than they did yesterday. Our creator has set it up this way. We’re wired for success. Our actions are exponential. It’s like we’re on “power boost”. You are an infinite being of unimaginable strength. What are your wildest dreams? Health? Prosperity? Love? Strength? Freedom? Wisdom? It’s all yours for the asking. Believe it. It’s true. Love yourself. This body and life is only one component of who you are. Refuse to support or continue whatever does not nourish you. Eat delicious food that sustains your entire organism. Everything you touch can do that. Things like credit cards promote debt and feed the cabal. Subservience maintains a weakened and needful existence. You are beholden to none. Approach everything you do with dignity. You are a light worker, here to light a spark of brilliance in every dark place. Do it. Today, with these increased energies and time acceleration, your intent and deliberate action is all it will take. You are a magnificent light being, chosen for your role. If you aren’t sure yet what that is, hang in there. It’s right there. This rapid acceleration of time guarantees you’ll know very soon. You planned it perfectly. Trust. All morning there’s been a huge, white bird perched high in a tree on the opposite side of this lake. I’ve never seen one like it and I wonder if it’s from another dimension, most certainly it’s not native to this area. It looks out of place, yet it’s stunning. We are like that. Debt, illness and struggle do not sit well in our presence. We are out of place in a world run by fear – our home is love. We move quicker and quicker to that place each day. Our small steps span more distance than they once did. We can see clearly where we are going. It’s nestled beneath lush foliage, where birds of every color nest and a rich assortment of flowers grow. A garden of abundance, it is the resting place of light warriors – living in freedom, loving with abandon. That’s where we are headed and we’ll get there as One. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. That old fisherman just headed down to the lake again, pole and bucket in hand. It’s so quiet here. I can hear the hollow sound from his bucket when he first sets it down on the ground. I like that. There’s a comfort in the ordinary. I grew up far from this tiny lake, surrounded by water. Fish and clams and minnows and fisherman were my everyday. This familiar scene runs very deep and soothes me somehow. Little else does right now. I feel as if I am at a masquerade ball. We are dressing up in costume for business as usual, while beneath these masks it is anything but. We are unrecognizable. Nothing is at it seems. A hawk circling high overhead, just swooped down low, a few feet in front of my eyes – as if on command. An omen. We are entering powerful times. Every cell of my body feels it. I couldn’t sleep last night. My “Mom” mask may be buying school supplies, but my light worker self can barely contain her excitement. It’s pretty wild to be contemplating the price of notebooks while simultaneously saving the world. We are super heroes in disguise – We look like regular people, yet beneath these calm exteriors lie powerful forces. Don’t you feel like that? It’s like every fantasy rolled into one. There’s good guys fighting corruption, space ships, natural disasters, help from the heavens and everlasting love. It’s all here and yet, while it goes on, we pay our bills, mow our lawns and talk about the weather. We have families to raise, money to earn and a planet to save. Not just anyone could do this you know. It takes one powerful being to pull off such a stunt. Our masks are so well constructed the vast majority of the population will never even know they exist. We are that good. We were chosen because of our ability, determination and power. We are the light – one force of absolute love here to lift a world out of darkness and propel her into a brilliant new dimension. Our voice gets stronger all the time. You could hear the start of this new song with the OWS (Occupy Wall Street) movement. It continues. Just listen to what many of us, speaking as One, can do (see video below). We are exquisite. Our efforts to topple corrupt regimes and institutions will set us free. All of us are discovering we have a voice, and our song just keeps getting louder, our harmony perfect. We are not debt slaves. We are love, and love cannot be stopped. You did that. You are here because you knew there would come a day when you’d be needed. We may never take our masks off and that’s okay. We’re good with that. We know who we are. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. (The audio version can be accessed via this picture.) Before me now is an old fisherman with a minnow bucket followed by two dark haired women in sunglasses and visors, deeply engrossed in their conversation; all of them waiting for a brightly orange vested gentleman on a brilliant blue tractor pulling a grader. This is humanity; diverse, individual and unique. None of these folks know each other, yet all of them silently communicate and get their needs met on this path by the lake this morning. Now a gaggle of geese move in front of me, with one amongst them lame. He hobbles a bit, and at times uses his wings to propel him. He gets much further this way, yet the effort exhausts him; he stops and rests often. The rest of the group slows down, and one in particular sticks close by so as not to lose him completely on their breakfast stroll. As we walk into these last weeks of summer, I am reminded with each passing day just how much closer we are to the final season in this pivotal year. Time seems to be rushing us towards the answers to all of our questions. What will happen? Will we do what is necessary to ascend? Will our off planet family ever show up? What will they look like? What will we look like? How will we supply ourselves when everything collapses? Is it all going to be okay? It is time for faith. The answer to all of it is YES. Not because we sat on the sidelines and waited. The lame goose had to use his wings to catch up. The others understood and patiently acquiesced. This is life – created in this brilliant, intricate balance that demands collaboration, action, patience and love. This is who we are. We are love in physical form, light, expressed as a fragment of humanity. Without conscious thought, we move always towards more; more love, more light, more life. The end result is a sure thing. Our bodies are morphing with no verbal instruction. They are begging us to move ahead and allow this full force of light to emanate. Can you feel it? Each day there seems a physical shift; something that no longer agrees with me or works the same. The goose gave up on his foot and used his wings. It is up to us to do the same. Let go of what doesn’t work, be it a kind of food, relationship, type of bank or form of government. Trust. We will go much further with wings then we will with lame feet. Life always continues its relentless push for more. We cannot grasp this light that is before us while hanging fiercely on to what is present now. Have faith. Somewhere inside you know what to do. You have to let go. We are brilliant beings of eternal light here with a definite plan. Our plan will carry us ever forward, with our lights blazing. This shift will happen because of us. Our efforts, our love and our light insist on it. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. Trying something new today, there is an audio version of the blog today. You can access it by clicking on the picture here! I have this sprayer attached to the garden hose. It’s magic. I turn the water on and nothing comes out. You would think there was no water. It could lay there for days and you’d never know the water had been turned on. I wonder about that. With the sprayer attached, turning on the water has no real effect. Something else has to happen. I have to push the lever to let the water flow. We are love. Infinite, powerful forces of light with sprayers attached. We move through our moments, unaware we’ve been turned on already. You arrive without a sprayer – turned on full force. We love babies because the love that they are just gushes out of their eyes, their smile, and their wiggly little self. They are unaware of the sprayer. The sprayer is gradually constructed with rules, requirements, conditions, faults. Judgments create intricate sprayers. There are some so complicated, a key is required to even get to the lever. Others have their lever cleverly disguised. Some of us stick our levers right out in front – begging you to push them. Only in rare cases have we made it to adulthood without a sprayer. Imagine a world without them. Love and light flowing freely – uninhibited. This is what awaits us when we love ourselves. This is who we are. We are source energy. The sprayer is this construct/body/mind/ego self we’ve created. It was us who installed the levers and placed them oh so carefully. Feel good now. No waiting is necessary for agape. With a tender heart, see your sprayer and locate your lever. Now imagine a bottle a Gorilla Glue in your hands. It only takes a drop. Place it underneath the lever and on the surface of your sprayer and press these two together. Hold it firmly in place. This will take awhile. Your mind is objecting already. “I can’t just love.” “I have all this pain in the way.” Let it go. You’ve found the lever and the glue – your love can flow without condition. What does that look like? It looks like – “Yes!” “Sure, I’ll go with you!” “I can help!” “I love you!” “I feel really good!” “I am okay.” It is a quiet and constant flow of positive; positive thoughts, successful outcomes, ½ full glasses and peace. You see, you weren’t supposed to have a sprayer. You arrived without one. You are light. You are here to do the one thing light does. This is your purpose, to be what you are. You are a being of light. That’s what light does, it eradicates the dark. It is only this sprayer that is stopping you now. You’ve found your lever, let’s hold them down together and love. We are the ones we are waiting for. For it is love, self love, that brings you to an “ascended” state. It is agape that is key, the pivotal action; necessary in these times of upheaval. Remain steadfast in your love. There are no greater or lesser beings than you – you are One. A mass of love, all rolled into One – humanity. We have not known this truth. We’ve been admonished via our religious texts to love as an action, as something we must do. Yet their missing ingredient is a definition of where this action called “love” is sourced. It comes from you. You are the wellspring of agape. The supply of love in this world does not come from outside you – it springs from your soul. You are love; not a body with a soul, but a soul with a body. The soul/heart/generator of life is love. This is truth. This is you. We are drifting in a sea of dates, predictions, wishes and fears – conditions. The truth is without condition and exists without requirement. Stand in your power and love. This is who and what you actually are. What you can do right now is utilize your power of visualization to get you through this swirl of conflicting reports and information. When overwhelmed or confused or anxious, recognize that now your love is needed. It is needed more than ever. For love is truth. See yourself lock arms with every other being, our feet firmly planted on a groundswell of agape; the force of our light emanating out, altering our world. This vibration of love attracts every light being and repels all that are not. We are a force that broadcasts “The dark shall not pass”. The dark does not penetrate the light; it is the other way around. It is our light that calls forth every good thing, every positive action. Whatever is not in harmony with agape will not pass our unified field of Love. Force is not needed, you are. The power resides in your heart. See this in every anxious or uncertain moment. No special time or date is required, this is our new world. It is a world without corruption or destruction. It is a world bathed in light. We will activate this ascension. Our love will initiate every positive change. Our fear only repeats negative patterns. Love halts the cycle and initiates these end times. The curtain is rising and we hold the script in our heart. We’ve walked on stage. It is time. Lock arms with me and love. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are a unified collective. Our hearts beat as One. This we have always known, deep within; it explains compassion. You have come here to create. Every impulse you have that supports life enhances the experience for each of us. With truly a ripple effect, your words, thoughts and actions touch us all. The element of linear time impacts only the moment when the effects are felt or witnessed, not the fact that they do. They always do. Yet understand that self hatred results in global warfare as surely as self love becomes joy. If you take away just one idea from these words, let it be this; it is critical that you love yourself. Our world starts and ends with you. The secret kept from you and me and most everyone else is that the most powerful person you know is the one looking back at you from your bathroom mirror. This shift, these end times, hinge on our hearts. With revelation after revelation, as awareness slowly gives way to shock, it is an old ineffective pattern that keeps us stuck in horror and upset. We are gradually becoming conscious of the depth of the control and corruption that has been our life. Things are not as we’ve imagined. What can we do? We can love. This is our deepest truth. The negative outcomes of this corruption have manifested in every self-directed judgment and criticism. Your strength and power have been hidden beneath layers of “not good enough”. You are more than good enough. You are chosen. What does it mean to be picked for this part? You are best suited for your role, right now. Of all the possibilities, the perfect individual to interact with everyone and everything in your life – is you. You are not the understudy. You are the One. It is not true that you are undeserving, or lesser than any other. You’ve been lied to. We all have. The levels of deceit go so deep that to attempt to unravel them for blames sake is wasted energy. Use that energy instead to repair your heart. We need all the love we can get. Love yourself. As we are One, that self love will spill out and encourage our children, nourish the environment, assist our neighbors and lighten our planetary burden. There is nothing wrong that cannot be repaired with love. It is who you are. It is what you do best. You are a light worker. Your light is needed right where you are and not in just one place, in every spot you find yourself. The entire world needs your love, right now. Love yourself. With a full heart your brilliance will help illuminate every dark corner. Concentrate only on love. The news may be mesmerizing. Yet understand that it is deliberately so. Even now, the efforts continue to remove your focus from the one thing that will source a complete shift to love. Anything to distract you will do – as long as you are weakened. The truth about you is known to everyone but you. You are divinity, all wrapped up in humanity, here to carry out the shift of the ages. Love always that which you are and your light will be unable to be doused. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. |
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