practical answers for our journey

1/17/2023

Hi everyone and welcome to 2023! The first video below is less than 3 minutes and it gives an explanation of this new series.

Each subsequent video is an episode in our series.

Want to join us? Post a question in the comments section below this blog post. When your question is chosen to be answered, I'll respond to it with further instructions so be sure to check the "notify me of further responses to this comment" when you do!

We'll then schedule a zoom call *(audio only) to explore your question. I'll consult with One before we speak, so we'll all be in on the conversation!

Questions can be anything to do with the process we are diving into right now; why do you feel this way or that way? What does this mean? How should you proceed? How do you interpret _____? Things of that nature, daily life sort of stuff.

We are blazing trails that have not been trodden before, and with this series we hope to leave some landmarks and road signs for future travelers!

Each conversation will be shared in a video the following week.

Welcome and thanks for visiting!

With love and so much appreciation,
Sophia
*As of April 2024, questions will be answered as a document (of the conversation with One) shared with the questioner and a video published on You Tube. There will not be a Zoom call as part of your participation.

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267 Comments

MICHAEL WEINSTEIN

1/19/2023 08:17:18 pm

Happy Epic Evolution 2023 Sophia! This new creation is a blessing and a wonderful gift as are YOU and ONE. My question is simply...as we continue to rise in speed and frequency as an individual does there come a point where the energies will feed off of themselves and propel us on "autopilot"? The result in the physical sense is less "doing" and simply more "being". Blessings and big love my amazing sister!!

Brynn

1/19/2023 10:39:00 pm

The conversation I would like to have involves healing the body so that I can have some sort of a life. And also having the money to do so. I've been awake for about 7 years now. So I'm not an old school vet at this, but also not new. I think my state of mind is - not self pity or distress.. but at a complete loss of what to do. I stopped taking adderall after I woke up 7 years ago, but lately all I can remember is how much better my life was when I was on it. Also I've lost 6 organs over the span of this life (tonsils, gall bladder, uterus, both fallopian tubes, 1.5 ovaries and my appendix). I had to quit my job last year to move in with my mom so she could take me to the hospital and also so that she could help me during recoveries. The bulk of it seems to be over now, sooo... what now? Ya know? I've got $30K in medical bills and no job. And I can say all the affirmations and mantras with all the good intentions in the world, but I'm still here struggling. Is this where I'm supposed to be? How can I find my joy again? I know this is my personal journey and I know I'm not doing anything "wrong" but it's hard to feel hopeful. I always say 'truth is subjective' so I'm not really looking for definitive answers. I'm just looking for something. Something I don't even know/remember. Thank you for all that you do <3

Sophia

1/22/2023 08:17:22 pm

Hi Brynn!
You'll be our first conversation! I'll reach out by email on Monday with next steps. The plan is to arrange a zoom call later this week! Thank you for your heartfelt question.
Lot's of love,
Sophia

Eliza

1/20/2023 07:58:19 am

If we could see (with inner eye) or feel the immediate effects of our thoughts, words, and actions onto our energy field, we would create our reality more consciously. Our mind would create connections between the quality of our thoughts, choices and what we attract because of it. Is it possible to open up to such a perception and how to achieve it? How to work with own higherself / IAM consciousness? How to develop such abilities?

Tim link

1/21/2023 07:07:18 am

My Guardian Presence

Feelings come and go from within

Flashing light on loneliness once again

But that shadow projects on the outside

A place away from the presence I can hide

Alone is a choice to swim in my taught fear

Away from loving whispers my child fears to hear

The panic from separation focuses my lack

Sleepwalking away from a love I want back

But I found myself living out on a limb

That line of not having and having so slim

Living without has become my prison's default

A sentence I grew into because I was taught

That I am not worthy to receive from the heart

For not believing in my sins nor playing my part

In church protocol within its pyramidal scheme

I'm a failed Christian or so it would seem

Because I fail to believe in the God of their book

Forgoing the blue pill for the red one I took

My God's not in heaven nor captured on pages

It doesn't demand sacrifices nor garnish my wages

The Godly Creator doesn't condition It's love

It is the Hand that lifts and fills me up as It's glove

It needs not my obedience to give It Its meaning

Radiating love no matter which way I'm leaning

A presence that shines through the self of my soul

Filling me up when I accept and making me whole

But…It also opens and closes the doors in my way

Allowing me to roam and to see what I'll say

As I experience this life and discover my voice

Weaving my own wisdom through struggle and choice

Discerning a path forward from all of the pretense

I now walk hand-in-hand with my Guardian Presence

Sophia

1/29/2023 02:18:52 pm

Hi Tim! This is a great description of this journey we are on. Thank you. I've sent an email to see about scheduling the next conversation, sometime this week!

Cynthia

1/23/2023 02:22:55 pm

Hello and thank you Sophia and One.
I am feeling moved to create community where there is a spiritual focus and where people can come together to live in harmony with this grand Earth. I would like to co-create this community in the design of Anastasia's vision, from the books The Ringing Cedars of Russia, with kin domains. Each family will have a hectare of land or 2.5 acres. Skills will be shared amongst the families.
Anastasia believes that this is the way for our future. There are now about 400 kin domain communities in Russia based upon the philosophy of Anastasia.
I am in Ontario, Canada and would love some feedback from you both in regards to this project. Thank you so much!

Sophia

2/12/2023 03:46:14 pm

Hi Cynthia!

Yours is the question chosen for this week (2/12). I'll send an email on Monday with details to set it up.

With love and light,
Sophia

Cynthia L Scott

2/12/2023 04:04:17 pm

Oh, thank you so much!

Paula Connor link

3/1/2023 08:54:25 am

Cynthia! I am also in Ontario and am just listening to the question that Sophia and the ONE took to explore the spiritual and connected communities. I want to do this too and am actually exploring Panama in 1 week to explore the potentials. I am also an intuitive energy healer and would love to connect with you. If you are interested in connecting and having a zoom to chat I would love to connect with you. God Bless and hopefully chat soon

JACK

1/23/2023 03:22:36 pm

Hi Sophia, I would like this conversation with you and One focus on my inability to heal my physical body but more importantly my Psychic and spiritual body.
I sustained horrid abuse early on (both physical and sexual) so much so, I dissociated on my 17th birthday. The dissociation was so complete I lost three soul fragments one at 2 yo, 8 yo and the last at 17 yo. This wiped out most of my life force and person hood. The fragments never returned.
I've been working for over 60 + years to heal myself, but can not. I'm not a stupid man. Something is blocking me.
I had a stroke in (2020) to make maters worse ......the battle never ends

I will send you an email with detail, Thank you for this bog.

Marie Housel link

1/31/2023 06:53:21 pm

Sophia. This is a great idea. I would love for you to ask about difficulty in healing. Other people seem to be in this boat too. The past 12 years for me has been a great struggle to get past one physical difficulty after another. On top of that I have strong symptoms from the energy waves; strong fatigue, roaming aches, pains, dizziness, digestive issues. It all leaves me more exhausted. And why is it some people seem to have very little or no issues? I can’t explain about energy waves without getting a puzzled look.

Sophia

6/19/2023 09:48:01 am

Hi Marie!

Your question has been chosen to be answered next! I'll reach out via email to set up a call for next week.

Thank you for your patience. I look forward to connecting.

With love and light,
Sophia

Sophia

2/5/2023 12:06:30 pm

Hi Jack,

You're question is the one we'll talk about for the next episode. I'll reach out via email on Monday to set up a Zoom call later in the week.
Have a beautiful day!

With love and light,
Sophia

Guido Habets

2/1/2023 02:14:44 am

Hi Sophia.
The comet you mention could that be The Sign in The Sky, mentioned in the 14 Feb 2022 channeling of The Federation of Light by Blossom Goodchild? This will be followed by revelations that will shock even the double tin foil head wearers, so to say?
Say hi to The One. Beautiful weather in Cape Town. Love Guido

Sophia

2/19/2023 06:45:18 pm

Hi Guido,

Your question is the one chosen for this week! I'll send you an email on Monday so we can set up a Zoom call later this week.

Thank you for participating!

With love and light,
Sophia

MICHAEL WEINSTEIN

2/1/2023 03:29:41 am

Happy Fab February Sophia! I am still seeing and hearing so much about the need for financial "remedy". Is there any plan in the near term for either individual or collective distribution of financial resources to provide at least a breath of relief for so many that are in need? Blessings and big love for all you and One have already done!

Sophia

4/2/2023 05:24:45 pm

Michael,

Hello! This question has been chosen to be answered this week. I'll reach out via email tomorrow to set up a zoom call. The topic discussed will be around the possibility of a financial remedy.

Thank you for asking!

With love and light,
Sophia

Linda Hewett link

2/4/2023 05:14:59 pm

Geeting Dear Sophia and One,

I speak for so many, and our numbers are growing. I feel Oneness errupting wherever I go, to whomever I speak. I finally understand how oneness really is a manifestation of Love, and how Love really is "everything".

I reach out, outside of the social norms, speak of hope and encouragement during my rountine care of others (I am in the medical profession).
So very many are overwhelmed, tired, hopeless. There is such a tremendous need of humans right now, in our more challenging of times, to feel loved. The response I see and feel is immediate, and so warming, and I might even say even healing to a degree.

This is spreading i find others showing more love and caring. The light quoient is rising, I feel it, I am sure of it.

We are all so very beautiful.
But so constrained limitting our manifestation attempts.

Alas, I have discouragement so often..... I honor and respect my journey, I know I have the skills and the love to share. I am more than frustrated (I know I should trust in Love and have more patience) but the constraints of life right now are so discouraging. Working very long hours to support more and more members of my family leading to exhaustion. I am working constrained, fired from a previous health care job for being unvaccinated. Still.... I see where we are going... it's all worth it.

I see exactly what I, as well as so many othr medical professionals, should be doing/ want to do -more natural medicaine, Energy medicine, open practice mostly free for all, no fincial constriants, just joyful love and care for all. There are so many of us intending and trying to manifest our Golden age of oneless and love. How can we manifest without being freed of our current constraints?

I will not stop, but struggling. Can you give us some enocuragement?

Much love,
Linda Hewett

Sophia

4/30/2023 05:38:33 pm

Hi Linda,

We'll answer your question this week! Thanks for your patience and participation. I'll reach out via email tomorrow, to set up a Zoom call for later this week. The question will revolve around this "How can we manifest without being freed of our current constraints?"

I look forward to connecting!

With love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

2/12/2023 07:52:26 am

Living Not In Absence

I am in a view, of things I do not want

Mixed within a queue, undesirables to the front

Who put them there, to shade my rays of sun

My limits laid bare, perfection come undone

Why must I suffer, a course from a point of lack

This struggle does infer, hopelessness is a track

How might I lose, these troubles around my neck

Uncover any clues, to avoid this darkened trek

These makers of my gloom, steal my seeds of hope

Preventing their bloom, knotting up my rope

Two choices I see, from the sword above my head

Its weight descends on me, or clears my heart of dread

This sword of truth, beckons to my heart

A piercing dragon's tooth, as sharp as any dart

Flaying meat down to the soul, a purpose to arise

Lifting from a self-made hole, to blunt my stream of lies

My path ahead never broken, its light forever shines

Its discovery the only token, proof is in the signs

What I want avoids not, it is what it is

It's not what you got, and it's not what you miss

Not is an absence, a boat without its course

A prize behind a fence, a home without its doors

Build your life anew, choose a desired view of you

Use the power of thought, and avoid the use of not

Be what you're meant to be, focus on the positive

The signs are there to see, your life is what you give

Sophia

2/12/2023 04:01:13 pm

Tim,

"The signs are there to see, your life is what you give."

Such a perfect collection of words for us as we approach the designated day for Love. As always,
you have captured it/us.

Thank you!
With love,
Sophia

Tim link

2/14/2023 08:08:28 am

Self Chosen

No I wasn't chosen, for some grand prize

Nor was I selected, because I'm so wise

No other Being, will drop from the sky

To tap on my forehead, and open my third eye

No magical flash, will signal an event

Change our whole world, and bring us excitement

No one will give orders, and show us the ropes

To escape our misery, and fulfill all of our hopes

No I can't save you, that was never my mission

Interfering with your work, to steal your decision

No you can't save me, even if you were a mind to

Saving one's self, is what we're all designed to do

No I won't speak for you, when you have your own voice

Nor grant you freedom, when you have your own choice

No more of my decisions, will come from the outside

The story I'm living, comes from me and my guide

No my future isn't decided, but my guide…he knows

When I dance to his rhythm, our energy just flows

Know…I did pick you, and you did pick me

To share in a bubble, in this reality

Know…my bubble is mine, and your bubble is yours

We see the same sky, but walk through different doors

Know…I'm living to free me, while you free you

Each with our own journey, but serving the same crew

Know…I'm nothing special, in a crowd of us all

But uniting as one, we're all a miracle

Know…each of us as one, and each of us distinct

With veiled secret powers, they’ll soar when we're linked

Know…the distortion of power, will soon leave our world

As we discover ourselves, and allow our wings to unfurl

Know…we're changing this world, from fear and pretense

Losing our adult minds, for a return of our innocence

Know…none of this by chance, or assigned by our kin

We answered will's call, as sovereigns' self chosen

Sophia

2/15/2023 12:04:59 pm

Tim,

Sigh.... this is perfect. A description of our self-actualization! I love it. I hope you share it far and wide. I will too.

Thank you.

With love,
Sophia

Tim link

2/17/2023 06:35:04 am

The Weave of His Tapestry

Seen from my past, I was scaffolded for change

Looking not as I am, but as a puzzle to arrange

Small in my thinking, I was smothered in fear

Lost to direction, with no guidance to steer

Round and round, the loop of the lost

Numb of the mind, led by the cost

Following along, to work for my living

No thought of receipt, to the state I was giving

I swam in a school, with a mind of its own

Did what all did, and believed what was shown

As I fell into step, my life fell apart

I lost my way, from a plan with no heart

And thus began the gift, a shift to my sight

To see what I wasn't, a lost ship in the night

Lost to a past, of rowing by rote

Fell off of the train, now sailing by boat

With the wind in my sail, a tack to the board

The smell of salt life, my freedom assured

Now clear in the moment, no fear from my past

No future to worry, no anchors to cast

I am once again free, to sail as I deem

To imagine my wings, to live as I dream

But first, I must gather my wits

Stop thinking small, and remove my limits

Tear down my mold, and undo my scaffold

Ignore what I'm told, and open myself to be bold

To live as no other, for no other can see

All the dreams of my heart, and who I might be

If only I'd trust me, and the God of my making

There's a reason for me, and this path that I'm taking

All the hardship I bore, was to show what I'm not

But used to shape me, and prepare for the plot

A string of many strings, a story of living stories

A universe of many things, a history of sorted histories

I am…WE are…the threads of a master weaver

Tuning into the song, by way of our heart's receiver

I don't want to miss that note

The course that guides my boat

So I have to remember, not the person I was

Nor my unsettled mind, and all the thinking it does

Because…I am not the person of my past

But the captain who controls my mast

Not the jangled mass of thinking in my mind

But the chiseled, yet loving diamond it leaves behind

I am the feeling of losing my doubt

A confidence I refuse to live without

I am the feeling of conquering my fear

A purpose I want to make clear

Soul guided to find out who I'm meant to be

That I fit within the weave of His tapestry

Sophia

2/19/2023 06:54:34 pm

Tim,

You are capturing our journey beautifully...
There are so many parts of this one, I am still digesting... but this part sort of jumped off the page:
"I am…WE are…the threads of a master weaver

Tuning into the song, by way of our heart's receiver"

You're appreciated more than you know!
With love and light,
Sophia

MICHAEL WEINSTEIN

2/17/2023 07:24:47 am

Namaste Sophia. Perhaps you and One can provide some clarity as to the tiredness that so many are experiencing. Is this a result of our physical bodies evolving and adjusting to the faster frequencies or from something(s) else? Does this physical recreation reach a point where we notice/sense the differences and upgrades? Blessings and big love!

Sophia

5/7/2024 10:52:15 am

Hi Michael,

It's been a ridiculous amount of time (more than a year) since you've asked this question about tiredness, yet One has decided to answer you now! I'll send you the transcript once I receive an answer. It'll be published as a video sometime in the next week or so. I hope this finds you well!

With love and light always,
Sophia

Sophia

6/20/2024 07:53:37 pm

Michael,

The video has been produced and you'll find it on YouTube now. I'll email you the transcript. It was a fascinating conversation! Glad you asked.
With much love,
Sophia

William McLaughlan

2/18/2023 06:43:30 pm

Hi sophia and One, this journey that we are on has been a difficult one for me. But I have felt since childhood this is a journey I take for some purpose. I never believed that church gave me the opportunity to express myself as to what was going in myself. I used to speak to God in the open on my own asking for answers as a kid. I got married at at 18, had 2 kids then it ended when I was 22. Spent many years single and drinking a lot of alcohol till I met someone when I was 32. The love of my life, we had the so much in common and loved the same things. Then we had a surprise many years later when I was 44. We had a baby girl, then within a year my wife got cancer and I lost her when my daughter was 3 yrs old and have raised her on my own. I miss my wife everyday, and I keep pushing on. She has the same temperament as her mother but is so full of love that makes me smile everyday. Told us that she chose us when she was 2. What a blessing. I want the world to be a better place and help anyone who feels the same. Where do I go from here

Sophia

2/26/2023 01:37:35 pm

William,

One has chosen your question for this week's conversation. I'll reach out on Monday to figure
out details. Tentative title is "What am I here to do? What comes next?"
Thank you for your willingness to participate!
With love and light,
Sophia

Sacha Drury

2/19/2023 05:05:39 pm

Hi Sophia, thank you to yourself and One for these explorations; I am enjoying the YouTube videos and learning from the wisdom you both share.

My question is personal: I am experiencing my 5th miscarriage since having a healthy pregnancy and birth in 2017. I would really love another child, and for my daughter to have a sibling. I am a naturopathic doctor, with knowledge of how to achieve great health, and I practice what I preach: I live a super clean and healthy lifestyle. I feel I have explored everything that could possibly be physically wrong with me, yet I can't explain the causes of these losses.

With each, I am devastated and experience profound grief, but I take time to process my emotions, and then I try again. I am 42 and don't feel I have a ton of time left.

I also deeply resonate with being a light worker and a star seed and I feel I have incarnated in this life to assist with the ascension process. I understand my soul is co-creating these experiences/losses for it's growth, but the human part of me is desperate to know why. I can't help but feel that there is something wrong with me, and I struggle not to blame myself for these pregnancies failing.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm just not meant to do my soul's mission in aiding humanity at this pivotal point in Earth's history and also have another baby? Or I wonder if a higher dimensional being is trying to incarnate into my 3D body and is having trouble "sticking".

I would greatly welcome any new perspective you and One could offer me here.

Thank you, Sacha

Sophia

3/5/2023 09:19:16 pm

Sacha,

We'll explore your questions this week. I'll reach out (via email) on Monday with details.

Thank you for participating. Sharing in this way is helping so many others.

With love and light,
Sophia

Elgia

10/29/2023 02:14:06 am

Hi Sacha,

My name is Elgia, I am 64, and I lost many babies. It is heart-wrenching to lose a child. Like you I lost 5. There is hope, I finally had two little boys 14 months apart. So my daughter finally had her baby siblings she wanted so desperately. I went to a high risk clinic. They discovered I was a gestational diabetic, so slightly that it didn't show up in the normal tests, and just enough to make an "unquiet" womb for the baby. Also earlier on in that pregnancy my sister-in-law the medical guru, had been looking things up and said "get tested for your progesterone level", well sure enough, she was right, I had really low progesterone level. So after 10 years, (daughter born in '79, #1 brother in '89, #2 brother in '90) of trying to have a 2nd baby I had son # 1, followed by son #2 14 months later. I must say I didn't like having to use the cone shaped, cooold! suppositories. I didn't need them for son #2, thank goodness. Give your body time to heal, and your heart too. I am a firm believer in natural healing. And if you haven't heard of these, look into them, it may help. eesystem.com and unifydhealing.com there are a number of these wellness centers all over the USA. I have heard really good things about this technology. God Bless you and good luck Lots of love and hugs. I know you will have success, like I did, and will welcome a new sweet baby into your life soon.

Sacha Drury

10/30/2023 04:47:50 pm

Hi Elgia!

I really appreciate your response. It means a lot to me that you reached out and shared a similar story, and I'm happy that yours had such a great ending!

Over the summer I made great, GREAT strides in my fertility journey. I got to a place of peace and acceptance with 'what is'. It was the first time in four years that I knew I would be satisfied with only having one child.

And in the two months since then, I have been on the fence, going back and forth about whether I want to try again (age 43 now, ...ticking...ticking...)

A couple weeks ago, when I was on a walk, I asked my guides for some help - clarification on whether I should try again. Within a couple days I had an answer, and a day later, another answer, and then my third answer by the end of the week. And now, a week later, your message of hope, inspiration and encouragement has arrived. It can't be more clear: the Universe is suggested I go forward with trying, I believe having a second child is still within my sphere of possibility.

One of the pieces that originally helped me shift was the realization after speaking to Sophia and the One that I was holding on to a lot of self-blame for these pregnancy losses. I had sensed this, but after the session with Sophia, I could really feel the totality of how that energy of self-blame had become locked within my physical being and was inhibiting me from moving forward. Not just in my fertility journey, but in many aspects of life. I have worked diligently since to soften into this blockage and invite love and compassion. I believe I have made leaps here.

So, on this often painful journey I have accumulated many wonderful lessons of releasing self-blame, deepening self-compassion, accepting what is, and cherishing the moments I have.

Thank you, Elgia, for reaching out at a time when I had put forth a call for an answer. The daily miracles we receive never cease to amazing me. This Universe is incredible!

-Sacha

Tim link

2/21/2023 09:38:22 am

A Reunion of One

Hardships of my life weren't meant to break me

Nor steal my feelings of wonder and joys permanently

This struggle is the carved path of my heavenly gift

One meant to awaken me before my sights shift

From a broken body confining the me of my soul

To realize I AM much more than the strife of my role

A challenge to chisel the outline of my capabilities

Much more rewarding than being handed the keys

For discovery of me is but the opening act

Overcoming the disconnect and everything I lacked

Pulling pieces together for this chariot I will ride

Learning to sense ripples of the signs from my guide

A cranky child just beginning to see

Life's amusement park waiting to be

All from an imagination sparked from my will

A way pried open by summiting my hill

Vision clearing from out of my storm

New meaning of me starts to take form

I AM so…so much more than any of this

One gossamer veil from all of my bliss

Reason and logic won't lead the way

For they will only lead me astray

My child's heart will reach for the sun

To join all of me in a reunion of One

Sophia

2/21/2023 02:01:15 pm

"Reason and logic won't lead the way

For they will only lead me astray

My child's heart will reach for the sun

To join all of me in a reunion of One"

Yes!!

Thank you for sharing your light with us all.

With love,
Sophia

Tim link

2/28/2023 07:39:54 am

When did this happen, your vessel left adrift

Turned against her captain, too heavy to lift

Stranded upon hardship, left with little choice

A struggle to find joy, or any reason to rejoice

How do you continue, when pain is all you know

Yesterday was hardest, but today's another low

Your ship now at its limit, your call it now denies

You're so overwhelmed, by the pleating of its cries

Now only broken, by the whispers of your heart

A feeling to awaken, to play your higher part

But can you hear it…that beat within your soul

Your song of hope, and the meaning of your role

To shine a guiding light…a beacon to behold

One of God's rays, worth your weight in gold

There are others of you out there, lost among the tide

Struggling as you are, looking for their guide

Will you fill this roll, to shine your heart's de-light

Raising their spirits, as you seek your own insight

It is in the knowing, that you will be all right

Accepting of your plight, that makes your light so bright

Well…in case you haven't fathomed

Your strings has now been strummed

Your deeper struggle, was a blessing in disguise

A sweetness of gratitude, thus a prize for the wise

You knew the timing, of our broken heart's divide

Would coincide with, the rising of your tide

Tim

2/28/2023 07:43:57 am

The Rising of Your Tide

linda hewett

3/1/2023 01:34:47 pm

Hello Sophia and One,

Thank you both for this open communication with One. I have to share with you what happened after I submitted a question for One and listening to One answering Cynthia'a question. I received an overwhelming knowing of One answering me as well.... build it and they will come! The community that you have built here is helping to spread Oneness! One answers questions that will help the one asking but so much more!

Many thanks and much love,
Linda

Sophia

3/1/2023 02:06:11 pm

Linda,

Such an amazing revelation! This is working in unexpected ways and I suspect it will continue to do so... Thank you so much for sharing how it affected you. Another connection has been made also and this tells me that something magical is afoot... perhaps we are laying footprints down for our New Earth???

Lots of love and light,
Sophia

Djon

3/4/2023 05:40:11 pm

Hi Sophia and Linda

I too loved the video for Cynthia's answer . I was born and lived till my 8th year in a village in Cape Verde , West Africa . Most of the people of my village were relatives and also poor. They bartered with each other. They were so friendly , respectful and sociable . I have never experienced such an happiness since that time .
After my retirement i want to return to my country . But it is not anymore like in my childhood. When One answered the question about spiritual communities i was attracted to that idea.
I am working some ideas so that i can be helpful in such a community
I am definitly interested

Heather Angel Voice

3/2/2023 08:47:57 am

Dear Sophia and One ...
Thank you so much for setting this up as it is mind blowing and opens up for far more questioning than I had anticipated ... As per as we are Onesness each question answers a part for the other ...
Healing mind and body while all around are so negative ... easy answer would be change the situation, but when it's your husband and kids it's a think twice situation !
Be creative, an inspiration ... It can be challenging to see what, where, how in troubled waters ...
The event is in the now ... but which now as only now exists ... how do we get into that now ??? it's going to biblical ... well I thought the bible was written to conquer and divide ... so what is true in the bible ? It's going to be a flash and everything will be different after ? in what way ... everyone in the same place ? or those who are light in 1 reality, those who are not there yet in another ? will all our pasts be rewritten if that divides a family ?
Do more of makes you happy ... well what makes me happy is to see others happy and not seeing much of that today as for a lot (even if they chose so to experience) life is kinda of a challenge ...
As you can see from one question answered 10 appear ... until the next one and so on ... mind is spinning at a vertigo speed !
I really signed up for this ??? (joke)
Sending magic rainbow love bombs your way ...

MICHAEL WEINSTEIN

3/2/2023 08:25:01 pm

Happy Magnificent March Sophia! I have any another inquiry based on what I have been hearing, seeing and feeling with my interactions with so many online and around this amazing planet during my travels. I am indeed the Wanderer! Will there come a moment of clarity for the Collective either thru someone actiually being held accountable for their blatant lies regarding the treatment towards Humanity and/or something signifigant in the financial world that signals New Beginnings? Blessings and big love to you and One

Heather Angel Voice ...

3/15/2023 03:13:18 am

Hello Sophia, One and y'all ...
I'm sitting here sipping my morning tea and just thinking about all the videos that were posted ... I'm in awe ! Still digesting it all and of course having tons of questions coming one after the other ... at one point they will all be answered !
There is one thing that came to me and won't leave my mind ... Is there something that One wants/needs to tell me ? or maybe on overview of all the videos ? or points that One would like to clarify ? add on to ?
Nevertheless thank you both from all my heart for you generous givings and helpings ... you may not know to what point it has helped me (and probably others) see, undercover the unknown and grow knowing i'm on the right path ..
Sending magic rainbow love bombs to you both and all ...

MICHAEL WEINSTEIN

3/15/2023 09:22:06 pm

I was deeply touched by episode #7 and also awakened to the depth and complexities that we are blessed to expereince. I am curious as to our DNA reactivation Sophia. Is there a particular energy that is required...a specific level of the energies on Momma G...or is it an individual event that we have control over? I am more than ready to access more of my natural gifts and abilities and to welcome back more of my...and our...true powers. Blessings and big love!

Djon

3/18/2023 05:06:38 am

Hi Sophia and One

I have a question to which i am still searching for an answer :
The organizers of the plandemic had everything in place to succeed in their plan to enslave humanity especially here in the West . But when it appeared that the last opponents to the jab/chip here were lost , something strange happened , they lost the initiative . What happened ? Were there any intervention ? Who ?
End 2021 i heard in a video there was an intervention but i was in disbelief . Then when i catched the virus for the second time, my intuition said to me that the plandemie was finished i was still not sure .
May i have some answer please . Thank you

Sophia

3/21/2023 01:52:48 pm

Hi Djon,

Yours is the next question chosen. I'm not sure that'll it will be scheduled for this week or next, as I am traveling right now. I will reach out to you with an email once I know. I look forward to connecting!

With love and light,
Sophia

Scott Morelock

3/21/2023 02:35:15 pm

Hello Sophia,
One has told us several times recently "we need to remember" who we are. It is the key to unlocking our potential.
My question is how?
We all are searching our lives for the answer to this question "Who am I, and Why am I here"?
Can you ask One to please provide steps, or the best way to achieve this remembering?
Thank you,
Scott Morelock
one of One..

Sophia

6/4/2023 12:33:44 pm

Hi Scott,

One has chosen your question to be answered next. I'll reach out via email next week to set up a Zoom call!

Thanks for participating and I look forward to connecting!

With love and light,
Sophia

Barbara Galloway link

4/7/2023 05:57:17 pm

Thankyou Sophia and One🦋🕊
My question. Can you give us an update re the Children. Those still in bandage/slavery and in the underground tunnels.
How can we assist.
I have witnessed directly - through the joint soul essence of 'the children' , a vast joy within this courageous 'collective' .
As I was listening to your latest straight talk (subject money plus no 9 I think) I had thoughts of my neighbours new babe pop in and felt a rush of understanding flood in regarding her need to be held virtually 24/7. I am honoured to have become one of her 'holders' - my term.
Also, I have witnessed my grandson - healing from effects of 2nd jab - and then healing other children in need.
Also any updates on when the extent of abuses to children being more broadly in public domain - I feel it being NOW as I write.
Blessings and love. 🕊🌹🦋💞

Sophia

4/9/2023 07:23:30 pm

Hi Barbara!

Yours is the question chosen for this week. I'll reach out via email on Monday to set up the call. Thanks for participating!

With love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

4/13/2023 06:01:57 pm

A Child's Will For Us To Keep

Now I lay you down to sleep,
I pray your broken heart to keep;
If you die before you wake,
I pray the Lord your soul to take.
Had we known you did exist,
With those bonds upon your wrists,
Heaven and Hell would never have kept,
Our will from freeing you from where you slept.
We’ll not turn away from what’s been done,
Neither avoiding your past nor choosing to run;
This is your now for our hearts we must find,
A lifting of spirit and unveiling of mind.
We must never forget who your souls represent;
A past we must see for a future that was meant.
Lying there upon your fate,
We mustn’t give in to our hate,
At finding you in your state,
One day of that is one too late.
For you child I hope you can forgive,
To lay down your burden so that you may live.
Then will you lay me down to sleep,
I ask of you my heart to keep;
If we break before you wake,
I pray the Lord our soul to take.

Sophia

4/14/2023 02:08:32 pm

Thank you.

Amen.

Shilea

4/7/2023 06:31:33 pm

Aloha Sophia and One.Thank you for all of your support and encouragement.I lost my love to covid as he was held captive and involuntarily targeted as were so many. For many years we taught light body classes pro bono as part of the miraculous plan of our Source. I felt pulsed to reach out. I am so grateful for the depth of both of your understanding of the momentous transformation before us. I remember.
Love to you both
Shilea

Sophia

5/16/2023 01:06:01 pm

Hi Shilea,

One has chosen your question for the next episode! I will send an email with details and to set up our Zoom call.

Thanks for participating and I look forward to connecting!

With love,
Sophia

Tim link

4/8/2023 07:01:52 am

A Kiss From Venus

Two worlds blend, one of really no sense

The other living from a sense of past tense

Together awakening into a day of tomorrow

A walk into light from yesterday's sorrow

Letting go of who now holds me close

Swallowing sovereignty at an appropriate dose

It's not their love that weakens my soul

But fear of losing that contaminates the whole

Can't ask them to release the need of me first

For it is I who has developed the awakening thirst

To be more than just another brick in the wall

Giants among giants all pretending to be small

Taking that first step to being all that I'll be

An outlier at first but soon a beacon to see

Shining love's light on the hopes of starseeds

To one day live beyond the limit of taught needs

I am but one, alone among all

You are another one, to answer the call

Soon…We are the One, to feel our way through

To live from the heart, in all that we do

But the doubt of my child pauses my core

This little one knows nothing of war

I must hold on and unite both soft and the hard

One who craves love while the other stands guard

A Mars to stand tall and protect both of us

While my child dreams only of a kiss from Venus

Sophia

4/11/2023 02:12:07 pm

Tim,

Thank you. Glad to see your still at it! One of the lines that made me smile: "Giants among giants all pretending to be small"

Such a gift!

With love and light,
Sophia

Heather/ angel voice

4/8/2023 10:45:47 am

Hello Sofia, hello One ...
This really must be learning/questioning times ... as each time I watch your videos ... not onlydo I learn but it sure does open the door to more questions ...
But what really caught me off balance was a mind blowing video I watched a few days ago : The codes of creation : Advancing Beyond "Limitation" with Jason Shurka and his guest Robert Edward Grant ... As i have read multiple times nothing is like it seems and this one really brings the unlearn all you have learnt to another level !
Are we in a "Westworld" type of game ? in a super sophisticated game in the most virtual reality there is ... shifting through constant parallel realities billions of times per second ? is this how the illusion of notion through time is created ? are we just AI with a conscious/consciouness ? Is the reality we think we are in just a bunch of pixels we create along the way ? How can we ALL get rid of the limitations and go beyond ?
And how do poeple like you and sofia fit into all of this (extra/intra world communication wise )? Is it some kind of glitch ?

As you can read I am still in the digesting process of all this video implicates ...

May y'all remain blessed !

Heather

Sacha

4/8/2023 05:25:48 pm

The video Heather mentioned sounded good, so I tracked down a link. Sharing here in case others are interested too:

THE CODES OF CREATION | Advancing Beyond "Limitation"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B5B5RFg8uDg

Sophia

4/11/2023 02:08:54 pm

Sacha,

Thank you for sharing, it is definitely worth a watch and I'll be sharing it as well!

Much appreciated,
With love and light,
Sophia

heather

4/12/2023 09:44:57 am

thanks Sacha ... didn't know if i could post ... glad you found it and posted it !<3 <3 <3

Sophia

4/16/2023 05:23:56 pm

Heather,

Hi there. This question will be the one that we'll discuss this week! I'll reach out tomorrow to set up the call.

Looking forward to connecting!

With love & light,
Sophia

Tim link

4/21/2023 02:17:23 pm

Thank you so much ladies (and One)...that was an excellent discussion. I got so much out of it and The Codes of Creation video... I'm still a buzz with epiphanies and I can now feel myself reorienting to the frequencies of the codes you dropped during your talk. I'm quite surprised my feet are still touching ground 😁

Whole lotta love & light,
Tim

Heather Angle Voice

5/5/2023 06:17:48 am

Thnak you Tim for your message ...
I neede to take some time away from this to process and digest what it all meant to me ... i'm still in awe ... I only just relistened yesterday ...
Sending tons of magic rainbow love bombs your way ...

Melvin Triay

4/8/2023 11:03:14 am

Sophia,
When will this event finally happen? Sorry, that is the question everyone wants answered, I also understand that it is impossible to answer. How about this one, will our DNA be converted back to it pristine original form with the event, or will there be a process like the use of Med Beds after the event? I am an MD, am aware that mainstream Medicine only treats symptoms and not the true causes of illness. When will that also change?

Sophia

11/4/2023 02:01:00 pm

Melvin,

One has chosen your question to start up our series again. Look for an email so that we can schedule a Zoom call.

I look forward to connecting! It'll be the week of 11/12 for the phone call and video release.

I appreciate your patience!

Sending love and light,
Sophia

Mel

11/13/2023 11:40:03 am

I am looking forward to it.

Oliver

12/2/2023 10:33:16 am

Melvin,

TY for your question it filled in a lot of blanks for me concerning the event's. As I see it the event's will be individual at the same time collective. I think we'll get options for what we actually can do and after that it is up to us to persue the skills we actually want to have and feel comfortable with.

Hugs Ollie

Linda Hewett

4/13/2023 11:27:42 pm

Dear Sophia and One,

There are many of us in working in Western medicine that understand that our training is lacking and how to truly heal.

Some of us are trying to retrain in ways of natural medicine, this will take time. And unfortunately a loss of income by leaving their current medical system. When the event occurs will there be a place for us? Will we be retrained? How can we be of service now? How can we lead the way for health for all?

And gratefulness for all you do,
Thank you to you both.
Linda

Paula Connor link

4/14/2023 07:41:46 am

I am interested in asking ONE if he can please expand on the whole theme of Self Worth and its relationship to money. I was hoping that he could provide step by step practical steps (like a guide map) so that we can start to create a wave so to speak of self love that will benefit the collective. I am also curious how it relates to Heart based creating or I want to say Heart based currency. When someone sets the intention “this project is to help and uplift all” so to speak. As an example I wrote a program that is like a step by step guide map showing people how to connect with their Hearts and back to Source. It was intended to lead them to their own Hearts and to the Creator because if we have a world that does that, we would be in New Earth in a minute or very quickly. I feel it would be very beneficial for many of us to have a practical guide or steps in developing, strengthening our own self worth and value of what we bring to creation... thereby accelerating the abundance so we can focus on our missions. Thank you very much and God Bless

Sophia

4/23/2023 05:09:31 pm

Hi Paula,

Your question from the 14th will be answered this week! I'll reach out by email soon to set up a zoom call later in the week. I'll fill you in on the details then.

I look forward to connecting! Thank you for participating!

With love and light,
Sophia

Paula Connor link

5/28/2023 01:16:12 pm

Hi everyone - I created a little video on you tube that discusses the practical guidance ONE provided to the question that I posted. This is how I have created and am working with the guidance and I hope that it might help you too. God Bless

https://youtu.be/qgnqTg4EOdo

heather angel voice

5/29/2023 02:56:38 am

Thank you so much ...

Djon

5/31/2023 01:11:43 am

Hi Paula

Nice video, i love it .

Tim link

4/15/2023 09:03:46 am

I Feel...Therefore I Am

Thinking has only ever been, a false security

An overprotective parent, who overshadows me

Scaring me into believing, I'm less without its view

Never really thinking, it's my heart that feels what's true

Before I have a feeling, it's proceeded by a thought

My emotions instigated, by trouble my mind has sought

What if the head, was never meant to lead

Capturing my attention, with all the things I need

A biological computer, programmed to run my clock

Running automated, my heart behind a lock

And…what if it's not my heart, drumming up the fear

But an overactive mind, who's view is not so clear

Is it even possible, my path has reached a turn

No longer overshadowed, by all I have to learn

Have I reached that moment, school is out of session

My heart now overjoyed, to live beyond a lesson

If this is so, how does my heart take command

From a mind that's always, had the upper hand

Do I just start making room, for songs and butterflies

Questioning my need, to wear those shirts and ties

Or is it much deeper, a delving from within

A coaxing to my child, to fantasize once again

But how…how do I promote the child

When its rebuke, hasn't been so mild

That precious little child, crushed by all that thinking

Caught in no man's land, emotions bound and sinking

Is that the issue, thoughts confine my heart

Suspension of its love, from playing its leading part

With that third eye insight, I can clearly see

Thoughts betray my heart, but this doesn't have to be

I can rearrange my thoughts, and find a way to heal

Swap my overthinking, for a sense of how I feel

“I think, therefore I am,” is such a thoughtful scam

In reality, I feel…and that's what makes me who I am

Sophia

4/16/2023 04:54:25 pm

Tim,

I love this so much. I've read it more than once, and am a bit blown away by the fact that you've written it just now. About a week ago I wrote this: "Our emotions determine our frequency" and have been pondering how to turn that into an article somewhere. This poem inspires yet more and when I do write it, I'll be sure to include it. Once again, thank you. It is Truth & it is beautiful.

Lots of love,
Sophia

Tim link

4/16/2023 06:35:00 pm

Sophia--

I actually wrote that poem last week...and didn't know what to do with it. This week, my Higher Self told me to post it here, after I posted the one about the children (which I wrote about 3 years ago). Can't say I knew why...but I trust my Higher Self. Now...I know why, so thank you for your message. I'm always grateful when comprehension closes a loop.

Whole lotta love & light,
Tim

Katherine

5/4/2023 10:39:26 am

Tim.... (& Sophia & One)
Your words, your rhymes, your sharing are such balm and joy for my wildly opening eyes. Thank you for hearing the call, to hang up the ties and share for all. I am touched, I am inspired, I am grateful and I am hooked - more please
Thank you

Tim link

5/4/2023 05:59:15 pm

Thank you Katherine. Your sentiment inspires my resolve to keep listening to the voices from my inner world and pen their songs into poems of insight and feeling. I too am grateful for this ability and hooked on sharing its fruits to all who are interested.

With an abundance of love and light,
Tim

Tim link

4/21/2023 09:15:43 am

Just...Be

Who's looking at me, as I step outside today

I think they think the worst, at anything I might say

For in my mind, they all see right through

I'm not like them, and they judge everything I do

But I do know, that my child uses this excuse

To communicate to me, the effects of past abuse

Much of it self-induced, a product of ego perception

To experience certain feelings, lost in mind deception

But that deception is my self in motion

From aquarium to explore reality's ocean

A microcosm of my own limited view

To discover what my heart finds true

Too many choices, once clouded my vision

So this life of duality, simplifies each decision

Not of all that I am, but of the path I now tread

In the tapestry of existence, I live as one thread

And you there, another weaver playing your part

Another thread, seeking truth from your heart

Our threads overlapping, intertwined in union

Two different perspectives, combined into one

Ready for more threads, to weave into chorus

Presenting the highest good, for everyone of us

Sands on a beach, together in paradise

Uniting the whole, with love as our prize

But…our picture of perfection, starts with each grain

Each playing their part, each a link in our chain

That means each of us, coming to see

We can only be us, if we're free to just…be

And how does one choose

To not live as a ruse

But be what you're meant

To find where you went

An unveiling of you

To know what is true

Comes not from the head

Or the words you have read

But by sensing your part

Through the pulse of your heart

No second guessing

By your head reassessing

Of what your child wants to do

As the feel of it sings to you

That feeling so free

A choice to just…be

Linda Hewett

4/30/2023 06:35:07 pm

Sophia

5/7/2023 03:10:03 pm

Hi everyone!

I'm going to have to take a few weeks break from these interviews and videos for personal reasons. Life over here has filled to the brim and I am needed in other places for a bit. No worries though, keep writing and sharing, for this is only beginning!
I love you all and promise to reach out just as soon as I can with our 14th episode! The 13th video will be published in a few days.

I love you all,
Sophia

Djon

5/10/2023 07:23:54 am

Hi Sophia

You deserve a few weeks break . Enjoy your family and friends .
For my part i am still recovering from the revelations of One 😀 , it's not that i have never imagined that before . I have always seen spacetravel and ETs as something normal . My search for knowledge and truth is unsatiable . When i recall back i always felt and have been protected from physical harm by my intuition and sometime telepathic messages. It's true that i am a non-conformists , rule-breakers and charismatic .
About my Good Friend GE ( it's how i call the Guardian) , i remembred that he refered to me twice before i even contacted him for the first time. I like him very much , he's a Friend. Always when i dream of him it means that he returns.
I look forward to the time when we can all together rebuild a better world .
Love , Light and Friendship to all here

Sophia

5/16/2023 01:28:07 pm

Hi Djon!

Thank you for letting me know how you are doing after our conversation! It is good to know that it fits with your own feelings. Also, I know you've said before that you expect GE to return. I think so too. I remember once he said that perhaps, after we shift, we'll all be together again...that sounds wonderful.

Take care and thank you again!

With love and light,
Sophia

Linda Hewett

5/10/2023 12:32:14 pm

Tim link

5/10/2023 02:54:24 pm

Tomorrow's Heart

Today…I just want to feel strong

Bath in confidence, and sing a new song

Know I am someone, who's in it for good

Would lift everyone's spirit, if only I could

Showing my love, like handing out money

Bringing some peace, or by being so funny

To just feel in my heart, my place in the sun

No need to confirm, it's my soul decision

That day is coming, it sings in my ear

Some days so loud, others unclear

What is the difference, a day makes

Is trusting myself, all that it takes

Am I prolonging my life of without

By focusing on my presence of doubt

I have sacrificed many todays, or so it seems

For another tomorrow, to be the time of my dreams

Leading my heart, to feel in the dark

Those dreams of tomorrow, are but waiting a spark

An absence of today, is but a lack of the light

A presence of tomorrow, an abundance of insight

So…I'll swap today's absence, for a brand new start

Invite in it's place, the prescience of tomorrow's heart

Sophia

5/16/2023 01:29:58 pm

Tim,

Thank you, once more. Your words lift us all.

With love,
Sophia

Heather / Angel voice

5/14/2023 11:04:39 am

Hello Sophia, One and All,
Sophia, I know you are on a break, a well deserved one, but I am going to put my new thoughts/questions here so I don’t forget what is coming to me also so you can see them whenever you are back …

This concerns FOOD and it has gone totally wild of the last few weeks/months … and many discussions I have had recently

So every other day there is a new trend that comes out, and of course it is always backed up by scientific evidence. But us humans are getting confused by it all. They are so contradictory. So, this person says you must be vegetarian and another you must be vegan and now we have the raw food diet and then the raw food vegan diet. No protein diet or only protein diet. No gluten. Lectin free diet. Fasting. No solid foods. No food at all and so on and so on … to the point where one can end up feeling guilty just because one eats !!! or doesn’t follow this or that … and when one tries to follow to have better health and take better care of the body suit, a few days, weeks, months later the total opposite is said … I see it all around me all the time …
We are mammals … mammals can be carnivores, herbivores, or omnivores … So where do we stand as humans and what would the best for our body suits? I am not asking for a specific diet on a day-to-day basis but more some guidelines to help those struggling. Help lift the guilt on what they put down their throats.
But then again, we are in a matrix so all this could be pure invention to slow us down, cut us out from who we really are … Can/should we go without food? if so, where would we get are energy from? And then why create us with a digestive system if it is useless?
Talking about digestion … I’m still digesting and trying to wrap all the info around my head from these wonderful talks with one 😉
Remain safe and blessed.
With love light and blessings
Heather

Tim link

5/20/2023 07:57:24 am

The Presence Within You

Do you feel that…can you get the sense

Human nature has escaped its earthly fence

It seeks no retribution…only a return to eminence

But needs your help in climbing to its prominence

Despite your doubts about your worthy influence

You're not alone in your lack of confidence

See…that's the thing about our collective magnificence

Divided we're weak…but together we're resplendence

All it takes is our belief in our coming coherence

Your hand lovingly in mine…mine in coexistence

Together…we rise from out of our reticence

Foresaking our long-standing subservience

No longer lost and isolated in ambivalence

WE begin to believe in OUR time of imminence

As you and I bring about OUR collective resurgence

Trusting in OURselves and OUR omnicompetence

That WE are God's sparks of effulgence

And if you aren't part of this occurrence

How can any of us begin OUR coalescence

A pardon from us and all of OUR penitence

To pour love upon OURselves in beneficence

Because each of us is the very essence

Of God's everlasting love and intelligence

The very eyes and ears of His omnipotence

Feeling generators of His love's transcendence

And this starts with you and your precedence

Believing in yourself and the power of antecedence

A catalyst to those around you in their emergence

From out of their enslavement and codependence

To finding OUR true selves through independence

A worthy endeavor to stand out in prominence

For WE are all worthy of His love and benevolence

And you…yes you…are a beacon of OUR providence

Sophia

6/1/2023 01:04:12 pm

Thank you.

Tim link

5/22/2023 06:15:49 am

Believe in Make Believe

The spirit of myself, is a sure and sovereign Being

He feels no doubts of self, caused by disbelieving

A character I find within, as my own doubts subside

To enlighten my path ahead, as my own travel guide

Whenever I seek a view, unbiased by the feeling

Prevention of a wound, that never needs a healing

So how to quiet the doubt, that leads me to that view

Disbelief is not the answer, to knowing what is true

Retrying what was tried, will only prove my doubt

But trying something new, will lead me from without

It's like answering a question, without even a thought

Even if it seems a lie, or I'm worried about being caught

Trust my Higher Self, to show me what WE know

By not interfering, with OUR sacred data flow

In silencing my ego attempt, to filter and deceive

I will trust my gut reaction, and believe in make believe

Sophia

6/1/2023 01:05:51 pm

Tim,

This one made me smile...

Tim link

5/25/2023 06:35:41 pm

Worthy

A burden to see, without sight of my eyes

Diluting my truth, through another man's lies

A story I tread, to tell me its tale

Of how I hid, my own holy grail

Everything til now, was to bury my crown

To recalibrate my up, by knocking me down

Because everyone knows, the best phoenix rise

Is after the fall, and its foreseeable demise

So how do I know, this is the way of my show

That this is for me, and that I am worthy?

There are too many things, that make me believe

I came here to retrieve, my ability to weave

A yarn from my heart, by playing the star

And to see within me, all the parts that you are

Pulling us together, in a tapestry divine

Your story is for you, but this one's all mine

Hopefully you'll see, similar things that I find

We're all in this tale, of the rise of mankind

I'll draw up your part, so you come to this view

And rise to your role, because you see it too

But that's up to you, in your view through your eyes

To manifest yourself, and your own phoenix rise

Because…the power to rise, isn't only for me

Your heart wants you to see, that you're also worthy

Sophia

6/1/2023 01:10:32 pm

"We're all in this tale, of the rise of mankind"
Love that!

Sophia

Lorisa

5/31/2023 09:56:35 pm

What do you do when someone has used up all your compassion and burnt you out, and yet to insist they go, you realize their life will almost surely take a miserable downturn?

Tim link

6/16/2023 04:28:21 pm

Flip of The Switch

I sense a coming shift

That will give my spirit a lift

The winds of its forming prelude

Now affect our collective mood

While many don't enjoy the rain

For it foreshadows upcoming pain

There are those who rejoice its arrival

At the prospect of life beyond survival

An old narrative losing its temporal hold

Destruction and creation waiting to unfold

Why must death seem so morose

When it heralds divinity so close

The road I've traveled will come to an end

No longer my course nor a Qi I defend

In the blink of an eye my view will explode

From a struggle of life to a beautiful new road

Those at the top who've had it their way

Too good for our laws, not bound by the play

The same ones who seem to employ

Methods of hate that seek to destroy

Will all of a sudden have the worst of the luck

Their plans unraveling or seem to be stuck

And We The People will witness this change

As the reversal of luck will seem to be strange

But this kiss of the karma follows known laws

Embracing the downtrodden, showing evil its claws

The meek shall inherit, not only the earth

But an expansion of knowledge, by their rebirth

You know you came here for more than the pain

More than living with just ten percent of your brain

That just getting by is no way to survive

There's more to being than just staying alive

Imagine a time of an awakening dream

Being all you ever could be, on the winning team

Well…you are this close to hitting it rich

A mere eye blink from the flip of the switch

So…don't give up now, we must hold the line

You've weathered the storm, now's your time to shine

Djon

6/17/2023 03:07:04 am

Hi Tim

It.'s very beautiful and expreses the energys of these days

Sophia

6/19/2023 09:57:51 am

Yes! "don't give up now, we must hold the line

You've weathered the storm, now's your time to shine."

Captured perfectly. The feelings are off the chart!

Thank you.

With love,
Sophia

Djon

6/21/2023 06:28:42 am

Hello everybody

I have some questions for One :
- Can he tell us about the origin of mankind
- Which race created us and provide some informations about them
- Can he tell in comprehensif words for us what his (One) nature is
- Are there other Ones around him or is he alone ?
- Are there other Univers, is the Univers alive ?

That's for today
Thank you( Sophia and One) in advance for the answers

Lorraine Adamson

6/21/2023 12:43:00 pm

I am one of those who have recently changed my life circumstances completely (left my marriage, life in Germany to relocate back to the UK, stopped working, no social life), compelled to find out who I am, develop love of self (and heal).
I feel I have achieved these 'goals', am grounded, balanced, and fully in love with life. I am infinitely grateful for everything I have experienced.

As a year has now passed I find myself content to be alone, although I am told my energies are important and I sense I should be 'out there' active. How can it be that I am "hiding", almost comfortable being a recluse, when all of my values are about being of service?
Thank you and blessings for this amazing service you are being, with the grace of ONE.

Sophia

7/3/2023 11:40:58 am

Hi Lorraine,

It's your turn! I'll reach out via email with details.
I look forward to connecting!

With love and light,
Sophia

Paula Connor link

6/22/2023 11:01:38 am

Hello! Straight Talk with ONE episode 15. Did that every come at the most perfect time. I need to share that yesterday (Summer Solstice) I participated in an online Solstice event and I saw myself being struck by lightning at my Crown and the energy moving down through my spine and into Mother Earth below. I was sharing that vision with some wonderful women I meet with every Wednesday and I said "now I think I am just making it up" with respect to my imagination. Also when the wonderful Arch Angel was being discussed - I saw a massive... like a Giant THOR type of figure with huge angel wings and boy did I feel SAFE and Shielded. Reminded me of a dream I had years ago getting my own angel wings. I also had the image come in of Gandalf and you shared it too after I saw it which is super awesome. This illustrated to me perfectly to TRUST the visions I get. Thank you SO much. I am going to do a little video on the imagination that might help folks with their practice.
ALSO - One more thing I would like to offer to this group who is interested. I am a certified Trainer and Coach with the HeartMath Institute. I am happy to teach anyone who is interested to connect with their Heart. My first audio was from my Heart and it said "Meet me Here". Anyone who is interested just email me. You can donate if you want as I am happy to share what can help us create our new world. xxoo

Lorraine adamson

6/22/2023 11:10:52 am

Just inadvertently clicked on "unsubscribe".. so please take me back!!!!!

Oliver

6/23/2023 05:54:45 am

Hi Sophia,

I’ve been reading your work for years. I have your book Inclusion.
Love the format One and you doing here. I have long been searching for my purpose here and I know I’ve spent several lifetimes here. Why did I have such a rush arriving here being born 3 Months premature in the 70’s???!!

And why am I moving around so much meeting new people? It’s like I can’t settle and I don’t am supposed to.

I can also create abundance but I never let it settle either??

Last move was 5000 km to a new job but not until I totally had given up traveling?? I had to totally surrender which I did and then that journey began.

I know I create all things but why the struggle?? Feels like I’m constantly are de-programing.

Hugs Ollie

Sophia

11/20/2023 11:59:09 am

Hi Ollie,

Your up! One has chosen your question (from June 2023) to explore. I'll reach out via email with details.

I look forward to connecting!

With love,
Sophia

Oliver

11/25/2023 05:07:46 am

Hi Sophia,

TY I had totally forgoten about this!
I've sent you a reply, I hope you've seen it.

All blessings to you. Looking forward to talk to you guys.

Hugs Ollie

Darrell Leakey

6/23/2023 09:39:04 am

Hi Sophia, thank you so much for what you do. I have been listening to all the question and answers videos and have resonated with quite a few. I have been going back and forth in asking a question. What I believe is that I have been sorting through as to what is the question I would like to ask. So here goes. I had an experience a year ago or so and I uncertainty around it. I was sitting out in the garage one morning having my smoke and coffee and pondering. Back then I would sit out there every morning rain or shine as I could look out the door and be protected from the elements. This one morning I was pondering and not really sure about what at this moment. All of a sudden if felt energetically and physically the presence of my wings. I know I was not even thinking of that as I have never considered that I may have wings.So when I felt this a well of tears came forth for some time. Sobbing is more the description and the certainty and incredulous and remeberance of what I knew to be mine was overwheliming. After crying I felt this largness of energy which I was feeling challenged to hold. I felt so big and then I remember hearing myself in my head say very clearly that the body has had enough and would not be a good idea to continue. So I turned it off. I felt at the time that it was the right choice. Although later on as the experience did not return I began to wonder if it was the right choice or a choice made from fear. I would like to ask for clarity around this and any advice One might have that could help me with integrating this energy.
Again thank you so much for your sharing of yourself and all that you and one do together and how you help many. big hugs and love to you and One.

Kate

6/28/2023 06:33:52 pm

Dear Sophia
I have spent a few days listening to the Straight Talk playlist. Excellent information and I’ll go through the list again in coming weeks to absorb more.

I am reaching a milestone and as I review my life so far I have known since childhood that I was here to do something important but so far nothing outwardly obvious has made me think I’ve achieved ‘it’.
Is ‘it’ the getting this far by ‘putting one foot in front of the other’ all these decades or is something bigger more obvious coming for the background spiritual people such as myself to help create?
If so will we elders have the energy and time to be hands-on in creating our amazing next existence ? I’d love to have decades more time and importantly energy to help birth this new epoch.

Thanks

Sophia

12/4/2023 01:13:43 pm

Hi Kate,

Your questions have been chosen for the next Episode! I'll reach out via email in the next few days to set up a call.

Thank you for your question.

With love,
Sophia

Kate

12/6/2023 02:23:28 am

Thankyou so much Sophia and One.

I really appreciate your insightful information and look forward to the answer.
love
Kate

Lisa Haase

7/7/2023 06:31:45 pm

Lovely Sophia and One,

I have been watching your Staight Talk and Love Quest videos... they are wonderfull and grounding. Playing them while sleeping is helpful... I'm addicted. Thank You💖

I've been thinking of a couple questions to ask you... then I thought... which one feels most important to me? I realized both could be answered if I were connected to One as you are. So most important to me is why am I not receiving a clear connection as you have? Why do I need to ask threw you? I read you were visited by a being when your commilunication started. What is it about me that I don't receive as you do? I prey to know how to love as One loves, see as One sees, be more open to receive. Can you explain how you communicate as you do, please? And how can I more deeply connect?

Sophia

1/7/2024 09:46:00 pm

Lisa,

One has chosen your question (from July 2023) to be answered next. It is our 21st question! I'll reach out in an email to discuss next steps!

With love and light,
Sophia

Sophia

2/20/2024 06:07:38 pm

Lisa (& everyone),

The video for this question has been produced, it is number 21. I apologize for the delay, it was unavoidable.

There will be another break before the next question is chosen! Thank you for your patience.

With love and light,
Sophia

Sophia

7/13/2023 01:53:39 pm

Hi everyone,

We are going to take a break in the series until September. This is so that I can complete the next book, "Drops of Light" which is scheduled to be released at that time.

When we start up again, we'll continue with the same format. Those of you who have not been answered yet will remain on the list. So add a question if and when it occurs to you, and you'll be added to the list when you do! There is one more video which should be produced on or near to 7/17/2023. Until then, take care of yourselves and keep shining your beautiful Light!

With love and appreciation,
Sophia

Djon

7/17/2023 01:22:17 pm

Hi Sophia

It's nice that you are writing a new book.
What is it about ? A little preview ?

Love , light and friendship to You

Sophia

8/1/2023 04:39:10 pm

Djon,

Just like us right now, this book is a work in progress... it is emerging... (wink)

We'll all find out together!

Lots of love,
Sophia

Tim link

7/30/2023 11:36:10 am

Deserving

A purpose of serving, or to hide behind a mask

Worthy of deserving, a question I must ask

What is this life, a presence among the fold

Lost within the strife, or imminent gold to behold

What does deserving mean, when blind among my days

After all I've seen, we strays have have lost our ways

Why must I suffer, to receive my just reward

Will it make me tougher, to justly swing my sword

Is this all a view, to see beyond the reason

A question as a clue, to walk before I run

Slowed down to see, the road ahead of me

To remember how to be, a deserving soul that's free

Deserving is to choose, to make it through the night

To ignore the body bruise, to walk into the Light

Am I not worthy, to accept a helping hand

A Being who can see, it's time to take a stand

For me and all I'll be, to voluntarily

Feel God's energy, rise inside of me

As I AM Divine, a labor of His love

The choice to serve is mine, to see my place above

Higher than the doubt, that's held me to my past

I now stand and shout, “I AM strong and made to last!“

For I have chosen, to deserve the love He's given me

And to rise from what I've been, and to do it openly

So…do you have the might, can you find the nerve

To scream into the night, “I AM worthy to deserve!”

Sophia

8/1/2023 04:48:55 pm

Hi Tim,

I'm feeling some something different with this one (conflict/upset?) with this one...am I misreading it??? We are all getting tired, and simultaneously oh so ready to step up. Knowing the time is upon us... ready to speak the truth as we know it, ready to do our part. Yet... we wait, we wait for the right time. This month is supposed to be cataclysmic. Check out this vid: https://youtu.be/B6AAATjz8xc -- everything you need to know about August Astrology.

Thank you, as ever, for your perfect way of expressing our journey.

With love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

8/3/2023 10:00:22 am

Sophia--

Your conflict is not surprising considering the topic...deserving to be worthy, or worthy of being deserving. I feel all of us are being confronted by this existential dilemma towards rai·son d'ê·tre, or as I often ask myself, "why the hell am I putting myself through this sh!t...and what is the desired end product?" The discomfort...the impatience with our prolonged, seemingly stagnate status quo of frustratingly watching as our lives, our society, our supposed democracy are all used as a play-thing by the gorilla of reality...is the chisel used by God/Source to provide each of us a means to not only define and carve out our true selves from the rhetoric and pretense, but to assist us in ruling out what we don't want in our lives. Why we are making this so difficult...so pervasive of falsity, of twisting goodness and love towards evil...is to insure there is no doubt or misrepresentation of our choice about what we don't want, so that our pallet going forward is properly cleared for what we do want.

My last poem was written over a month and a half ago, when previous to this I had been writing at least 3 or 4 per month. I believe the reason for this delay revolves around my personal conflict with this topic...deserving and worthiness. The feelings and words for my poems do not come to me until I am ready to accept the challenge of where I stand on the topic. For me, the questions staring me in the face not only now, but ever since I awakened from my programming, are: do I deserve all that's happened to me since my perceived birth, both the good and the bad (overcoming victimhood to justify my existence), and am I worthy of love (God's, anyone else's, and most importantly, my own) so that I am willing and able to meekly inherit the Earth (symbolic of acceptance of one's self and all the good I hope and intend to manifest within my reality).

To answer your question, are you misreading this, I feel we all have this conflict/upset within us whenever that sensitive area is confronted. To be honest, I was upset and in conflict with myself over this topic for the past month and a half. Having written the poem now has alleviated some of that conflict, for at least I have accepted my position on what these questions mean and my own view on them (e.g. MY Truth). But nevertheless, I realize I must address these questions in perpetuity...as must we all in our own way. This, for me, is the true beginning of my Enlightenment...the comprehension of why I AM here and what I intend to do with my version of reality, as I learn to accept myself, warts and all, so that I can begin to truly love One and All, and thus feel love from One and All. And...in order to do that, I MUST feel worthy of this opportunity to show my love, and deserving the life of receiving that same love.

As we all have heard, love is all there is, and that is not in question. However, what is in question is how we each give and receive it...due to our lack (also known as our fall from grace). We chose to fall...to live in lack...to allow the distortion of the meaning of love, so that we could experience an existence without true love. But as with almost all things (the exception being US), they must come to an end. How each of us experiences that end...the end of the fall...the end of lack...the end of false love...is through acceptance of our worthiness and a feeling of deserving true love. Once we bring that frequency back into our beingness, well...life will never be the same.

I thank you for the question...for pushing me to delve a little deeper into my own thoughts and feelings on this. The funny thing is, when I first read your comment, my ego self wanted me to think you didn't like my poem...that it missed its mark. Yet, you actually gave me a gift...a catalyst of further self discovery. And for that, I truly appreciate you.

With an abundance of Love,
Tim

Sophia

8/3/2023 03:41:59 pm

Tim,

Thank you. Your prose is as stark and real as are your poems! Truly, you are a gifted writer.

I hear you. I find you, and all of us, worthy beyond measure, yet, and here is where you reach with the poem, in the quiet moments of just me and the mirror or the memories, do I feel that acceptance for myself? Truly? Really truly?

I am reminded of Sally Fields "You like me! You really like me!" in this conversation. We remain astonished that another would find us worthy of such love.

Yet, it is real. In this dozen years of hearing and feeling the complete love and acceptance of One, I know that we are all worthy. If you heard alarm in my comment it is because if there is one thing that concerns me more than any other it is doubt of self. Maybe that is from spending so much time seeing through the eyes of One. You, and all of us, are truly miracles in the making. Of that there is not doubt.

I appreciate your lengthy response. It is so very good to hear from you Tim!! Sending love bombs to you and to everyone!

Sophia

Tim link

8/5/2023 06:03:59 pm

Sophia--

Another gift from you...for which I am truly grateful for. Merci. Writing is therapeutic for me...and something I only recently started doing to try to make sense of my external world, by excavating my internal one. My blog site is full of, not only my poems, but also self discoveries from my life's questions.

Ah yes...the quiet moments...those alone times when one calls out into the silence of one's own solitary canyon, to then self-scrutinize the reverberating echoes. Those same moments I've spent great effort to avoid throughout my life, for fear of my reflection. Yet...my awakened self refuses to be satisfied by the hand puppet shadows of distraction, instead insisting on meeting the maker of my shadows, demanding more of those quiet...reflective...moments. Who am I when I'm around other people, contrasted against who I am when alone...and why the discrepancies? These quiet times are where I find my pearls...those treasures of discovery...the self-tortured digging in search of my true foundation. It's as though my parental Higher Self and my progenate, inquisitive self come together as one in communion in these moments of self reflections...the prodigal son returns from his distracted world of distortion to receive true guidance.

And funny that you should mention Sally Fields "You really like me!" exclamation...for my self, communal times of reflection are showing me that this indeed is materializing as I learn to love myself. This internal submission to love is blossoming into a love-fest projection manifested upon an external theater of my tangible senses and resultant feelings...and I love it! And yes, I am worthy and deserving, as we all are.

Yet, as you stated, it is real...but is it realized? I feel we all are awakening to this realization, some further along than others, with many still swimming in self doubt. That self doubt muddying the waters for those not as far along on their path of self discovery, grips my empathetic sensibility and squeezes out every ounce of sympathy I can have for them. BUT, and this is so very integral to my own development right now, another realization I have come to sense and embrace is that I cannot take on their crucible, as that would be counter-productive to their own self discovery and development. Guide and show respect and compassion to them, yes...but to insert myself and take over their trial of tribulation could be detrimental to their existential growth and nourishment. In this sense, I feel, it's not about them...it's about how I go about learning how to teach...how to guide with purpose, without undermining the divine syllabus of love, from both the perspectives of giver and receiver. Because, in a real sense, I AM both the teacher and the student...for if I am not, how then can I know my audience, the receiver of my giving? As a student, I also realize there are others further along in their development...and I suspect and hope they are handling their responsibilities as teachers with the same concepts of self awareness, as MY teachers.

Further, my realizations are from the perspective of a divine masculine Being, living, teaching, sometimes failing, yet learning To Be Me. You, as a divine feminine, and all others, have your own perspectives that may share similarities, yet will definitely differ, in character, quality, and progression. I would imagine that divine feminines would lean more towards nurturing the lost and broken than what I have presented here...and not only am I ok with that, I believe that is part of the Divine Plan. And those lost and broken souls will be directed accordingly by their Higher Selves...some needing more of a masculine approach, while others seek that feminine touch. To each their own.

I offer this, not as if you or anyone else don't know it, but for myself in coming to terms with embracing my uniqueness, and my apparent awkward realization that, "They really like me!" I have no prepared answers to anyone else's questions...other than what MY Higher Self guides me to relay, as anyone purposely seeks me out to converse, and possibly commune on a topic. I don't seek to insert myself or my unsolicited opinions on any of my fellow Experiencers (e.g. All other sentient life), instead allowing engagements, chance encounters, and seemingly divine orchestrated maneuvering to occur...and to see what develops. All of this, I say, not in defense, but as a fellow traveler sharing Easter eggs and life's game secrets with those I consider my family. And like you often say, I trust others will take what resonates, and discard the rest.

And finally, I did indeed watch the YouTube video you posted in your previous comment. I concur with your sentiment about the coming cataclysm...and the aforementioned astrology for August. My own sources for astrological and prospective views have been saying the same, namely Janine Morigeau, Julie, her sister Sophie, Meg and Jean Claude from Beyond Mystic, as well as Clif High, Blosso

Tim link

8/5/2023 06:14:24 pm

<< Not sure why my comment above cut off, but here's the rest of it >>

...Blossom Goodchild, and a few others. I also feel many are tired, exhausted, and losing their patience...ready to get this show on the road. With that, I will convey what I felt when writing my poem, "Deserving": A new energy is pervading our space...one of imminence...of questions about to be answered...not just a peek behind the curtain, but a full-blown curtain drop, mike drop, and mouth agape moment in time...of the meek just beginning to receive our just rewards...of the lambs not becoming lions, but instead, reacquainting with their dragons...of a change in the wind, whereby the meek see and feel as though the Universe now favors them, and conspires against evil, in all its forms. But more than anything, I now feel the spirit and frequency of We The People "winning"...of love requited...of good guys, and gals, no longer finishing last, but taking over all leader boards...of a world finding herself anew, with proper custodians, and the early stages of a Jetson's reality coming true. To say that I am re-energized, is well beyond an over-simplification...for my own life has already begun its transformation into this new world.

Thank you again for the catalyst to further discovery. May we all find purpose, fulfillment, and enjoyment in living in these interesting times.

An Abundance of Love to you and all,

Tim

MICHAEL WEINSTEIN

8/5/2023 04:44:52 am

Happy Saturday Sophia! I would like to get some clarity on the existence/presence of "dark entities". Are they present in these current energies? If they are, what is the timeline reagrding their complete removal? Has the planet been cleared of all physical controllers? The Draco, Chimera, Reptilians, etc...what is the present status? What can be done to remove all that is still lingering so we can simply move onward and upward? Blessings and big love to you and the One!

Tim link

8/9/2023 06:41:50 pm

Reacquainted

You walk in my steps, see with my eyes

Hear with my ears, help me decipher the lies

Is the thinking all mine, the conveying all you

My figuring out, from your much higher view

Am I living this life, while you’re along for the ride

Navigating a course, with you as my guide

Where do I start, where do you begin

It’s all about now, not where I’ve been

Up until now, I was bumbling along

With you now beside me, this is where I belong

My memories are fading, the ones that were mine

New ones are forming, the ones WE design

How do I not, get into your way

From all of my thinking, and having a say

Oh…you’ll quiet my mind, and show me the sights

Open new doors, and turn on the lights

Just trust in our bond, and allow us to fly

Step on that stage, it’s no time to be shy

The sky is no limit, for the places we’ll soar

With your hand in mine, there’s so much more to explore

So learn to relax, and feel into me

Embrace who we are, as we alter alchemically

As you release all thought, to going it alone

Our reunification, will become fully known

We’ve done this before, maybe not exactly like this

But with us reacquainted, there’ll be nothing we miss

Accept within your heart, that we’re two of a kind

That’s where the magic happens, not in your mind

Sophia

8/10/2023 12:04:19 pm

Tim,

I'm still smiling... thank you for this...
"We’ve done this before, maybe not exactly like this

But with us reacquainted, there’ll be nothing we miss"

Of course. We've got this.

Sending love & light always,
Sophia

Tim link

8/11/2023 08:12:58 am

Leaving Home

Letting go of home, I can clearly see

It’s time to go and roam, my spirit calls to me

The heart no longer grows, her roots no longer seek

Wilted like a rose, her strive is past its peak

She needs something now, to revitalize her life

To take another vow, to rise above the strife

Home has made her soft, in a time that needs her strong

Raising her sights aloft, should bring her right along

But how to say good-bye, to the place that raised her right

The thought just makes her cry, she can barely stand the sight

Of home being so far away, a hole cut out of her

She just wants to stay, of that she knows she’s sure

But more than what she knows, to feel the loss of hope

Would be like body blows, a last and final rope

She longs to swim the skies, to fly the ocean’s blue

Living each day’s surprise, to soar from clue to cue

How can she lose her home, but gain the sovereign drive

Expand beyond the dome, to thrive within the hive

Is it to realize, a home is not a place

Not to say good-byes, my heart’s my saving grace

For she’ll keep that feeling close, a hug among the doubt

Something to revitalize that rose, even in the driest drought

Home is not leaving us, it’s expanding where we go

A mobile home of curious, to take us to and fro

So in case it isn’t clear, it’s time to go and roam

We’re not stay here, but we’re never leaving home

Tim link

8/14/2023 04:53:17 pm

That last line should read, "We're not staying here, but we're never leaving home"

Sophia

8/18/2023 11:19:20 am

Tim,

I love this. It feels like this in every stanza. This one really reached inside.

Thank you.

Namaste'
Sophia

Tim link

8/14/2023 04:56:06 pm

Here I AM

Found me today, the essence within me

Nothing really to say, it’s just what I see

Don’t have to be, but anything I intend

It’s all consciously, the mind has to bend

For the spirit within, a portal straight from the heart

Knows just where to begin, a certain feeling to start

Of knowing my why, my true life’s intent

The tenets I live by, of why I was sent

Found in my thread, the one sown from my past

Beyond thoughts in my head, a potential so vast

Those feelings I’ve had, crumb after crumb

Both good and the bad, were me banging my drum

To show me the who, the where’s Waldo I seek

The me that is true, not the one that is weak

You know the one, with no requirements to meet

If life were just fun, so simple…so sweet

Where you accept me, and I welcome you in

No pressure to be, for all it’s a win-win

It’s that feeling of fit, of that one puzzle piece

To know I’m a hit, with really no need to please

Where no bad things are said, just words of advice

No egg shells to tread, more words to the wise

Can you just imagine, a world of Beings so nice

Generosity for the win, that’s the prize in my eyes

So I will walk that big talk, and shine my heart’s light

Soar like a freed hawk, and find might in life’s plight

I AM done with the thinking, as I AM not

Done with the sinking, from the lot that I got

No more excuses, for anything I do

No further abuses, to the ME that I grew

Time to take what I got, and get with the program

To take my best shot, with the intent of I AM

Sophia

8/18/2023 11:24:05 am

This one found so many points of connection, I am still smiling!
Where's Waldo
the hawk (my talisman is a red hawk)
generosity for the win (love that expression)

Thank you, again, for giving our journey a voice.

Namaste'
Sophia

Tim link

8/18/2023 07:22:56 am

Living The Dream

What is real, and which parts are the dream

How did I conceal, the seam in between

When I close my eyes, do my demons come forth

So that when I arise, my compass fails to point north

Does one spring from another, dreams create my reality

Birthed from the mother, the impetus of all creativity

Am I subconsciously, creating my night’s boogeymen

Intent that is auspiciously, altering life by its twin

Why do dreams even exist, is life not capable on its own

Why throw us this twist, it contradicts much that is known

Is there a secret in there, one that life couldn’t endure

Underneath the nightmare, a kind of cure for life’s tour

Are dreams found from the lost, those memories discovered

From a depository defrost, a realization uncovered

So if I now remember, things that can't seem to be

Maybe December is really September, in all reality

Is my truth under construction, just an alternate view

A form of seduction, a set of thoughts that seem to be true

How would I know, who could I trust

From friend or a foe, who's word appears just

I don't know their truth, and even if I did

Is there poison in that tooth, that they secretly hid

Maybe knowing isn't the key, but how I feel

Knowing that…sets me free, that makes it all real

So if truth is but one person’s lie, and I'm not saying it is

Who's truth do I live by, if I can't make sense of all this

I do know one thing, that’s felt in my heart

There’s truth in the ring, of playing my part

And the more that I do that, the happier I seem

I’ll trust in that old hat, while I’m living this dream

Sophia

8/18/2023 11:27:42 am

"There’s truth in the ring, of playing my part

And the more that I do that, the happier I seem

I’ll trust in that old hat, while I’m living this dream"

yes,

Sophia

Mel Triay

8/19/2023 12:00:27 pm

Have you heard Oliver Anthony's " Rich Men North of Richmond"? If you have not, go listen. He is singing from the heart.

Sophia

8/29/2023 10:28:54 am

Mel,

Yes! It is resonating with humanity. He showed up at just the right time!
Here is the link if anyone hasn't yet heard it:

https://youtu.be/sqSA-SY5Hro?si=7oTCZgPKKuIRfHcN

With love and light,
Sophia

Iris

8/19/2023 04:03:45 pm

Dear Sophia and the One.
I am unclear how I had not delved into your extensive works beyond Era of Light occasional postings by Sophia Love.

There is much here to read, hear, ponder, and feel into.
I AM grateful for the gifts.

I do have a burning question for September or after new book release (Thanks and congrats in advance) and if
Q &A resumes.

I have no fooking idea who what where when or how
I AM! I just know that I AM. So my question goes like this.

Regardless of what all is now propagated worldwide as opinion, dis/mis or programmed info. Regarding timelines or singularities or yugas, ages, revelations, armageddon.

Is 2025 the point at which substantially there IS an opening to A Golden Age (Golden Harmony/Unity) for all who wish to be counted as US/I AM/ONE.

If so may I please have my (an) envelope to open so my self instructions will read more plainly to every aspect of selves between now and then, in the linear of time/space.

Big Love and Light
Iris 💖

Tim link

8/22/2023 04:20:51 pm

Fixing Me

No one’s gonna fix me, I’ve barred the door to that

Sealing me in securely, for a one-on-none sorta chat

It’s not that they can’t help me, but I rely too much on that

The answer really isn’t the key, it’s to find out where my head is at

What’s my first reaction, when my way is blocked ahead

The challenge has no attraction, from the comfort of my bed

The problem isn’t the problem, it’s me that needs to see

I’ve adopted a view so grim, of my own ability

Not sure where that began, or how I let it be

But I think I’m better than, a man who takes a knee

I realize I try to avoid, the diamond-making moments

Feeling lost and becoming annoyed, at my very own expense

I have to find a way, to see life as just a test

To make it through the fray, to become my very best

So that when that day is here, and the test has spit me out

I'll have overcome my fear, and scoured my route of doubt

Because I don't need a fix, just a change to my perception

A rearranging of the bricks, an exception to my deception

It is my solemn choice, the way I greet each day

A character of my poise, to write my own screenplay

Not one full of dread, that's imprisoned by my fear

Forced into my thread, a yarn that's hard to hear

If I think about my story, something impedes its flow

It's thinking that's derogatory, that feeds my doubt to grow

So how do I bypass that trap, to lift me from my plight

To search within my map, to find a light that’s right

Hey…is it as simple as that, to find a way to write

That allows my soul to chat, to write about my plight

To avoid my self delusion, and give it to me straight

Deterring any intrusion, from the maker of self hate

So now when I write it’s free, and what it shows so obviously

Is that my ego has failed to see, the better parts of me

Sophia

8/29/2023 10:42:43 am

Here is my favorite:

"Because I don't need a fix, just a change to my perception"

Thank you Tim, for being a voice we can all relate to.

With love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

8/24/2023 03:53:31 pm

It's About To Begin

Many don’t know it yet, but the show is about to begin

They haven’t perceived the threat, the bad guys are going all in

They have lost the narrative, with it goes their spin

Now's our chance to live, to find freedom once again

But before we have our day, they're gonna throw a tantrum

And try to lead us astray, by beating that same old drum

They’re gonna preach the darkness, to blot out our rays of sun

By putting us under duress, to squash the people’s revolution

Fire and brimstone from the sky, too late to repent

Make you think your end is nigh, confusion as you vent

All to distract you, from the evil they have hidden

Things we never knew, due to their news cycle spin

But now their secrets will pour out, and undo what we thought

Cause anger and doubt, due to the lines we had bought

This may sound like a bad thing, as if things weren’t bad enough

But together we’re secretly rising, to call out the Deep State’s bluff

These are the times of Revelations, but not the scary version

More explanations and transformations, from their diversion and subversion

It may not yet look like it, but we’re about to be united

Turnabout from our deficit, our ship of state healed and righted

Their rule is coming to an end, and our star is now rising

Togetherness will begin to trend, a sentiment worth emphasizing

WE are the answer to their evil, the cause to incite their fall

A tsunami that waits until, the trumpets make the call

This is not our apocalypse, WE are bringing about THEIR demise

We’ve all made the trips, to act as spies from the skies

Think of this time period, as the demolition of our prison

A different version of Noah’s flood, a cleansing of our condition

Those not in the know, will seek out those who are

To better comprehend the show, as things become fubar

And those of us who knew, will gain a nod of respect

For knowing the import of Q, and the discernment not to inject

But the biggest prize to us, is to know it has finally begun

For while many will be delirious, WE will know we’ve won

Itis

8/24/2023 04:43:06 pm

Yes Tim 💯❤️‍🔥💥

NCSWIC

WWG1WGA

Big Love and Light friends

Tim link

8/25/2023 07:09:11 am

Thanks ITIS.

A storm is coming, *our* storm! And when it arrives, it will shake the Universe.
- Paul from Dune

WWG1WGA

I intend to meet you all on the other side of our storm. Be safe, and never surrender.

Tim

Sophia

8/29/2023 10:46:56 am

Thank you Tim.

With love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

8/27/2023 08:45:07 am

Resurgence

If I quiet my mind, and focus on no thought

What I now seem to find, is a new plot that I’ve caught

There’s a surge to the feel, a sort of je ne sais quoi

No comparison is real, no sense it’s a flaw

Yet…something about it, carries immense weight

Like something illicit, you know the state would just hate

Makes me feel like a child, as though there’s a wrong to the right

An expectant hesitancy beguiled, before I sneak out for the night

She steals up from my core, and whispers straight to my heart

She’ll be silenced no more, and no more waiting to start

The time has now come, for my story to unfold

A rise from where I’m from, a golden inheritance untold

No longer alone, her hand in mine

Making it known, our fates intertwine

She’s what’s been missing, to cause my shortsightedness

Such grateful reminiscing, only my heart could express

A love like no other, at least in this reality

More than from a mother, in all honesty

The kind without strings, like the air that you breath

Fresh water springs, that well up from beneath

Belonging…right here and right now, a beautiful fit

No need to define how, no sense more legit

Once I accept, that love to embrace

I become adept, to live within grace

A presence so divine, a mere walk in the clouds

More shine to my sign, no further avoiding the crowds

I’ve found what I’d lost, my sense of our eminence

Our paths have now crossed, a chorus in resurgence

Sophia

8/29/2023 10:51:36 am

Tim,

"Yet…something about it, carries immense weight"

We can all feel it... and we are a patient lot, aren't we? We've known of this "something" for so very long now.

With appreciation for your voice and your willingness to share here,

Sophia

Tim link

8/29/2023 06:36:01 am

Too Good Not To Be True

Ideas are seeping in, that seem too good to be true

No matter their spin, they’re revamping my view

I question their tale, of luck that’s so good

Of finding my grail, its source misunderstood

It’s neither good nor it’s bad, but out of a state

Of not being mad, at the wait of my fate

Accepting my lows, before feeling my highs

That’s how it flows, I now realize

It’s all in the wait, the patience to know

To not exaggerate, how much further to go

Grow into the moment, from out of the past

Quell all the torment, to become its contrast

It happened at once, but I couldn’t hold on

Next time took months, to spawn my white swan

Now I think I have it, or maybe it has me

My candle is now lit, so confidently

To dream those ideas, that will spread my new wings

Arise above what was, to pull my own strings

While I sail on the wind, a breeze I create

To feel myself extend, from the weight of time’s fate

But there is no wait, if I’m lost in this now

No time to meditate, within my endless pow wow

I don’t remember such freedom, unhindered and light

All my pain is now numb, those ideas are all right

I’ve found my patience, because I’ve taken their cue

To gain a new sense, nothing’s too good to be true

Sophia

8/29/2023 10:55:11 am

Loving this one...
"Now I think I have it, or maybe it has me

My candle is now lit, so confidently

To dream those ideas, that will spread my new wings"

With love and light as we take flight!
Sophia

Tim link

8/29/2023 06:50:19 am

A Story of My Own
- In My Own Time

I awakened into a dream, that told me a story

An upstream so extreme, that feeds who I’ll be

It follows no norm, sourced not from my needs

More form to this storm, my eye center reads

A plot of my own, among streams of an ocean

Feelings I condone, from a sea of emotion

Blessed with its gift, it waves me along

Some drift to my shift, but it’s where I belong

Feeding me crumbs, that I digest to become

My story of plums, now the beat of my drum

Taskmaster to date, one I fought in my past

Now open the gate, to a playground so vast

Growing new eyes, that search from the heart

Past mind full of lies, to chart my new part

An image from out of my sight, I see from within

Of how I just might, give this story a spin

With all my heart's wishes, I conjure a scene

One my soul finds delicious, with cream in between

All the presents I've wanted, to share with the clan

In fun being taunted, to be the man with the plan

This time is different, from all that I remember

A sweetness to the scent, like Christmas in September

No longer suspicious, from my thrown of the unknown

Granting new wishes, from a story of my own

Sophia

8/29/2023 11:00:27 am

Yes, it is different this time, we are doing this together, all at once, reminding each other of our brilliant intentions. It's the best part!

"This time is different, from all that I remember"

With love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

8/31/2023 06:22:42 am

Dying To Get Out

No…I’m not dying, and least not physically

I seem to be defying, our laws of reality

Yet my death is occurring, it’s well underway

It seems to be obscuring, the life of my stay

For in our previous past, we died to be released

Our kin held fast, until last rites from the priest

Death was a closure, a means to say goodbye

A way to insure, that our soul was free to fly

But this time is different, my death while alive

This torture no punishment, but freedom to thrive

But I’ll have to be brave, to face my own death

One with no grave, to enshrine my last breath

To face my own wall, as though I were dead

Letting go of it all, without the comfort of death’s bed

And why you might ask, would I do such a thing

Take on such a task, that brings on such a sting

It’s my goodbye to the old, an acceptance of new

A clearing of the hold, to see my way through

From out of the darkness, and into the light

An expansion no less, to reach a new height

This is my test, to see if I’m ready

To accept being blessed, to put value on free

This is true freedom, to come and go as I please

To know where I’m from, to set sail with the breeze

With nothing holding me back, the choice is all mine

To take a new tack, and design my own shrine

Not for ego’s sake, but to live that new life

To rise from my wake, without trauma and strife

Who would I be, if no pressure to fit

So comfortably, this life I would knit

Death and destruction, are just points on the loop

Rebirth and construction, they’re all part of this group

And I now choose, to experience a rebirth

Expanding my views, to account for my real worth

Once the birth pains are through, and I labor no more

I will know what to do, and what I died for

Sophia

8/31/2023 10:06:08 am

Tim,

Well said. Thank you.

With love,
Sophia

Sophia

9/9/2023 04:49:29 pm

Hi everyone!

It will be October before we start up again. The book production is taking longer than expected. Thanks for being so patient and I'll let you know when we are good to go!

With love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

9/17/2023 09:41:45 am

Hi Sophia, One, and All--

Something has compelled me to deviate from my normal poem posting and post an excerpt from a story that is a little more straight forward. Although you may not fully comprehend the context of the dialog below entitled, "Gaining Sight in the Land of the Blind," I believe the point of the dialog and its unveiling messages will ultimately shine through. As Sophia often says, take what resonates and discard the rest.

Gaining Sight in the Land of the Blind

You now lean back in your comfy seat…and blow out a stream of air. Volor glances your way in some concern and asks, “Is it that bad?” You shake your head slightly and say, “It was working up to it. Why am I not seeing those opportunities when they land in my lap? Instead, my first reaction is self-preservation.” Patiently, he explains, “You will…but first you must allow yourself to be confronted by these situations so that you can see your actions for what they are.” “And what are they?” you ask. He gives you that knowing look, and then answers, “You know, as well as I, they represent the last of your avoidance.” Almost by rote, you ask, “Avoidance to what?” He signs, “Why must we do this? You have your own guide. There is nothing to be punished for…all the pieces fell into place, and you stopped yourself from impeding progress.” “Yep…because you were here to catch me and to steer us towards that progress. When do I fly on my own?” you protest.

Still patient, he provides the words you already have, “When you decide you’re ready for the responsibility. You’re allowing the progress to be made…you just use me as your go-between in the meantime. I allow it because I know you always open your eyes to it afterwards…hence this conversation.” A heavy sigh escapes you, “I don’t know if I should thank you…or curse you.” “That is your frustration talking. It’s funny…how you can assist Ann with her frustration, but you have trouble following your own advice.” “Funny?” you question. He shrugs and says, “My choice of description. I just find it interesting that you have the pieces, but you refuse to put the last one in place to complete the puzzle. What do you think will happen when you do?” Staring at nothing, you answer, “One life ends…and another begins.” He stares hard at you and says with emphasis, “You say that like you’re leaving…or dying. Which is a very myopic view of bringing more of yourself into your being. Yes…things will change for you…certain aspects of you will fall away…but a new, expansive expression of you will be unveiled.”

You sigh in exasperation, “Yeah…I know…but why do I feel like a part of me is dying?” Empathetically he answers, “That is the saying good-bye to the comfort of the old you’ve grown used to. It’s the house you’ve lived in for 50 years that no longer supports your growth, but you feel nostalgic…almost a part of it…neither one wanting to let the other go…out of some sense of loyalty. Once you move, you’ll be fine…better even…but that’s only after you get through the move…and the letting go. There’s nothing that will make it easier…you have the time before acceptance of it…and everything after. You are still in the time before…and one day you’ll wake up in the time after…and that will be that.”

You look at him with some knowing, but say, “You make it sound so…matter of fact…like a flipping of a switch.” He nods and says, “It is…unless you’re the one in the time before, contemplating the move to the time after. In that position, you’re slowing your time down because you sense the turn up ahead. Prior to this, you were mindlessly speeding along at the speed of light, without much thought to what’s ahead. In the blink of an eye, you become aware of your turn approaching…so you begin slowing to the speed of thought, to prepare yourself for your turn. Right before the turn, you are the most cautious and introspective, to be sure this is the turn you want, and your vehicle is properly oriented to make the turn. You will be this way until you complete the turn. Meanwhile, you’re quite aware of all the other vehicles flying by you at their speed of light, who are not taking the turn you’re about to, which gives you momentary doubt as to whether this really is your turn, since no one else is taking it. This lack of visual confirmation from others has you re-evaluating over and over again your decision to turn. It is not until you release them to continue on their way and trust in your own compas

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compass that you’ll relax into your turn.”

You look at him in wander and say, “Wow…you really do have a way with words. I can actually see myself following that sequence of thinking. How do you know this so well, to be able to describe it so clearly?” With a sense of his own nostalgia, he lowers his vice to almost a whisper and says, “Because I have done it…and been where you are…so many times. You have too…only, you release the memory of doing so after you make each turn. This turn will be different for you…you will elevate your conscious ability to take control of your memories…and use them to your liking. It will set you apart from most others in the traditional sense…but it will open many more possibilities of connecting with them, in much more rewarding ways. You are gaining sight…in the land of the blind. They have their path and purpose…and you have yours. Think of this time you’re in as part of the turn…you’re getting in the turn lane and putting your blinker on to signal you’re turning. Once you commit to the turn, it begins…and it’s over before you know it, with you on a new road getting back up to cruisin’ speed. We do transitions like that all the time…it’s just this one represents a major departure from the old road and its direction, to a new one that’s headed in a completely different direction. It’s time for a new basis of experiences, not just new experiences. The things around you, and the people, have served you all the experiences you needed for growth in Base Living…now your growth requires a step up in scenery, awareness, and responsibility. Now, you release those things and people to go where they will…and they will then release you to your will…to become higher expressions. Up til now, your people could only achieve this kind of release through death…that was the original intent for your funerals and wakes…for all who held the deceased in place to release that person so that he or she could go prepare for a new basis of experiences. This time, you are undergoing that release while consciously in your body…essentially living your own wake.”

You…are stunned, as you tell him, “Huh…I never thought of it that way. That explains why this is so difficult.” Volor nods and adds, “And why you have a sense of dying. In essence, you are receiving or accepting you last rites, without the comfort of your death bed.” You stop him to ask, “Comfort?” He nods repeatedly at your confusion, and then explains, “In pending death, there is a comfort of knowing there is no other option than release. There will soon be no body to hold onto. This assists everyone involved in preparing for the release. However, this time there will be no death bed to herald the passing of the change. You must find a way across death’s threshold, into your new life’s experience, without the comfort of dying. That may sound morbid…but in actuality, it’s full of life, and absent death…a re-birthing inside a living body. Your focus has been on the coming death you perceive…and neglecting the expecting of your rebirth.”

If you were stunned before, you are now in a coma of shock. This puts everything in a new light. With an unsteady voice, you inform Volor, “I feel…this resuming my release…as if I was waiting…for this moment of realization. There’s a sense of knowing of what is to come…like…like…the signs are right here and could begin at any moment.” In understanding, he explains further, “You have entered the quickening of your rebirth. External signs will start to appear, representing the changes going on inside you. With each sign, a knowing will suffuse your being…and your acceptance of it will usher in the next, with the gap between signs falling shorter and shorter…until they begin to appear almost simultaneously. These are the labor pains of your rebirth…their severity determined only by the level of your acceptance.”

Barely able to maintain your composure, you ask, “What kinds of signs are we talking here?” Almost expecting this question, he informs you, “To you, they will be earth-shaking and prominent…a revising of your paradigm. But the early ones will be but stepping stones to further life altering changes.” With a giddy foreboding, you ask, “How long will this shaking go on?” Again, expecting this question, he answers, “Months to years…each upheaval is unique to the person.” You interrupt to question, “Upheaval?” He nods and responds, “Yes, we refer to this time as the ‘Upheaval’…a time of drastic changes…a clearin

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clearing out of the old and a making way for the new. Your knowings coming online will help dissipate the severity of change, but some will still shock you. You will find reasoning little comfort…as your old paradigm of reason breaks down and gives way to a new paradigm and its new method of reasoning. Remember, you will be birthing a new basis from which to experience.”

You ponder a moment…then ask, “Are these changes isolated to me…or will other people experience them? And if so, how will they deal with them?” Volor pauses to consider his response, and then says wistfully, “To each their own experience of it. You are drastically changing your view of the world…and they are in it. From your point of view, each of them will represent an aspect of your change…and you will see their addressing of it through your eyes. But…they will be experiencing their own version of the reshaping of your world through their own perspectives. You, as a Keeper and Seer, can and will influence the presentation and the overall resulting response to the alterations of their world. In your view, many things will seem to just be happening arbitrarily until you come to accept that you are allowing and willing them into existence. There will be moments you feel overwhelmed or the need to do something externally…but it is vitally important that you recognize these are but outward manifestations of what is going on inside you. If you wish to experience the external consequences of these moments, by all means do so. But know that you will have the option to alter them inside you first so that you may cater that experience to your liking. For instance, you may be confronted by a group of people steadfast in their demands to prevent the celebration we have planned. The grounds for their demands are the same as yours were…the concern that it falls into hero worship. You’ve already addressed that concern…but they don’t know that. Weavers are sent to explain, but it has no impact. Now, how do you wish to experience this situation? Your need to do something may compel you to go to them and explain, but how will that look with you arguing in favor of your own celebration? Taking some time to go inside yourself, you may realize this external protest is an outward sign of the protest still going on inside you. You can then decide a little protest like this may be worth the experience for everyone…as a good counter-balance to the celebrations. Or you could work to dissipate the protest inside you and watch how the external protest resolves itself. You have countless possible experiences of that protest to choose from…if you take the time and effort to consider them to decide what’s best for you…and the people. At first, it will take deliberate will power to keep from being reactionary to these situations and to make yourself consider your options. However, as you become more accepting of your options and your will’s guidance…and as more of your knowings infuse your awareness, it will become second nature to look inside first before deciding on your actions. And…along the way, you’ll be sharing this knowledge with others, especially your weavers, so that they too can be empowered to shape their own experiences.”

You sit spell-bound at the things you already expected but Volor’s description is bringing it home to face. Still working through it all, you ask him, “Won’t having more and more people shaping their own experiences cause some chaos?” He smiles that knowing smile again and answers, “You mean more chaos than your society has seen in its past? They were already doing it to some extent…they just weren’t aware of it. Passing along this knowledge will open their awareness so that they can choose to accept the responsibility of their decisions. You will see it in your weavers first…and you will be quite pleasantly surprised at how interconnected they become…and they will pass that on to the others. But yes, there will be some chaos…there is always some chaos for diversity’s sake. We’ve learned not to fight it…but to embrace it by making it work to our advantage. Chaos is not the problem…but your response to it can be, if you and your society are not aligned to your will. Set your intent to enlighten all who are open to your knowledge…and then let them paint the landscape with their impressions of it. That work of art will then become the stepping stone to your next co-creative art project. You and GCOS are not to be their baby-sitters…but instead, you’ll be their tour guide to better and better experiences, through your empathy, foresight, and your musings. Don’t get lost in the idea of a perfect world…just keep envisioning and guiding towards ones that are worthy of

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creation…and a life worth experiencing.”

Nodding your head to his wise counsel, you ask him, “How do you keep track of all this knowledge? And to know what to say to make it clear?” He gives you his questioning look and asks, “How do you? You offer the same service to Ann as I do for you.” You think on that and respond, “I dunno…it comes to me in the moment. It’s like I can feel what she needs to hear…and it just flows through me…if I allow myself to focus on her needs, and not on what I want to tell her.” His knowing smile returns as he says, “As though she were pulling the words from you.” “Yes! That’s what it feels like,” you respond. “See…you can answer your own questions. Please inform your guide I applaud his success in getting through to you.” You snicker and plead, “How do you know I didn’t do that all on my own?” Smiling he responds, “Who but a guided one answers their own questions?”

Sophia

9/20/2023 09:36:12 am

Tim,

Thank you. That was a beautiful and profound explanation!

Sending love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

9/30/2023 07:35:04 pm

Bred For This Mess

You and I both, were tossed into this mess

An opportunity for growth, more or less

Clothes tailor made, we haven’t grown into yet

A fit merely delayed, through heartache and sweat

Once we accept, the robes of our role

The secrets we have kept, unleash our parole

A release of our spirit, to find once again

An awareness to wit, not limited by skin

Everything ‘til now, is but the need of our script

The call of our vow, to rise from our crypt

As bad as it may seem, that’s just the call to our hearts

An impetus for a team, to come play our parts

So rise with intent, shake off that doubt

Become hell bent, on ending our drought

WE are the story, the cure to their poison

Precursors to glory, victory before it’s won

Our call to arise, was preceded by our fall

It’s how we devise, the need for that call

The depth of our low, is simply the path of our ascent

The field we must hoe, as part of our development

But we are now the key, to unlock our way ahead

In weaving our reality, using our will as its thread

So take heart in our hope, to ease your duress

Knowing will help us cope, we were bred for this mess

Djon

10/7/2023 09:10:42 am

Hi Sophia and all my Friends and Companions

This huge news for those who are looking for signs of World changes : "
Putin warns 'globalist terrorist' Klaus Schwab that his 'days are numbered "

https://en.reseauinternational.net/poutine-avertit-le-terroriste-mondialiste-klaus-schwab-que-ses-jours-sont-comptes/

Djon

10/7/2023 09:38:50 am

For those who don't know who is Klaus Schwab : Although he is not the leader of the cabal, he is the spoke person and the leader WEF or Davos group a showcase of the cabal.
By targeting Schwab is meant a targeting of the cabal

Tim link

10/7/2023 08:17:03 pm

Adore To Anew Life

Just over the horizon, where the eyes can’t see

An event is being spun, sensed only subconsciously

It calls to my awareness, to give it its due

Monumental rareness, from the sense that comes through

Beyond just believing, it’s faith that it wants

A presence conceiving, for a date that it hunts

Manifestation of purpose, from the source of my sight

Imagination in surplus, so that my visions take flight

A partnership so divine, to birth such wonderful offspring

From Revelation’s design, in a biblical chorus we’ll all sing

The wake of their passing, will herald THE Change

Our fortunes amassing, in a time that seems strange

Strange only to the past, from whence our vision was locked

Raptured at last, that will have most of us shell-shocked

But it’s not about deserving, or righting a wrong

No more reserving, from where we belong

Our time has now come, there will be no more delay

There’s a new rule of thumb, and it’s slanted our way

This is of our making, we’re creating its passage

Times of earth-shaking, as We deliver this package

No more of the evil, that was for its own sake

Upheaval of the people, that will make the ground shake

Prophesy whispers new secrets, devouring implanted tales

Unveiling harbored threats, by tipping the scales

Prepped for her arrival, through some sort of Mandela Effect

Subjugation to revival, it’s our manifestation we project

Can I let go of this life, and open adore to anew

Accept these times as a midwife, giving birth to what’s true

The Event will be what you will, a version among versions

Your own view from the hill, amidst your reality’s diversions

As the actor in your play, you’ll pass your own judgement

Learn to live for today, imagining you living THIS Event

Tim link

10/16/2023 02:24:32 pm

Craving Silence

Noise surrounds me, as if on purpose

A cage in all honesty, within my own fortress

Why did I put it here, for what purpose does it serve

No reason is clear, for throwing me this curve

I feel it drowns, and scatters my own thoughts

Uninvited sounds, that tie me in fearful knots

Is there a message, from within its whirl winds

Something I can dredge, from all that it intends

Or is it just a shade, to block my own frequency

A pathway to invade, the cause of my delinquency

How can I quiet the storm, find refuge within me

A peace without form, to console me so lovingly

Is this a task, that initiates my own enlightenment

Tearing off my mask, to take charge of my environment

If I found a way to quiet, the disquiet of this storm

A method to defy it, find serenity within the swarm

Would that pry me open, a gifting to my own

A birthing once again, to throw myself a bone

What if the noise, is but the bronco of the herd

Untamed without its poise, a prize that’s been deferred

Am I meant to break it, to adopt its energy

Find a way to make it, become the best of me

Is my noise communication, from my higher being

A constant blast of notification, that I have trouble seeing

Can I let it flow, without it owning me

Unravel a programmed foe, so we sing in harmony

I think I grasp this feat, to bring my noise in sync

Seeing this as a treat, once I lose the need to think

Like my hum to sync a sound, to blend it in my chorus

Separation come unwound, I see with my eye of horus

And when I blend them all, as I relax from being so tense

I raise myself from my fall, now craving for the sound of silence

Tim link

10/24/2023 08:43:46 am

Conceptual Eyes

I saw what I was told to see, believed what they made me believe

Deceived to think I was free, and free to think I could achieve

A promise kept me content, to continue my work requirement

I missed the hint of torment, absent my developing discernment

Maybe I didn't want to see, distracted by the trinkets of society

From a tortured path in front of me, blinded by necessity

But that road is crumbling fast, weathered from a too heavy past

Saved the worst of it for last, to clear a way to a future so vast

That past was but a moment, a lifetime of accomplishment or regret?

Trevails of hostile descent, prerequisites that have now been met

The seal has been broken, a new sense of flow now permeates

What was…was then, my sight of tomorrow now regenerates

Blurry at first, seeing remnants among seeds of new hope

A returning thirst, to the stars and their horoscope

Taking back what was ours, a reconstruction of dates

Regaining of lost powers, a sound intention that now elevates

I’m now in no rush, for I can plainly see without judgement

My will as the brush, to paint all of us in new testament

For my abilities due to return, I feel a capability to empathize

Sensing new methods to learn, without the needs of yesterday’s eyes

Seeing anew, with discerning review

Now my own view, to what I feel true

Believing in tomorrow, by embracing today

Somehow I know, we'll all be okay

What is out there, is not to be found

We create that where, by breaking new ground

Outside of our soul, it’s hard to characterize

Of gaining our parole, to grow tomorrow’s eyes

But if I do this well, which frees me to realize

By breaking the spell, I will sense with eternal eyes

Elgia Marie Bickford

10/31/2023 09:51:53 am

Sophia, Thank you for being courageous and sharing your amazing experiences . I love your site. I always read through the comments after watching a video, some of the coolest information and websites get posted in the comments section. LOL! and was blown away by Tim's poetry, and got totally sidetracked, so I haven't watched any of the other video's, yet.

To Tim, your poetry is thought provoking, deep, and phenomenal!!! Please consider publishing your work, you are an incredibly gifted Wordsmith. Thank you for sharing your genius.

This is my favorite poem so far. Your opening line is profound, powerful, and genius.

Here I AM

Found me today, the essence within me

Love, Light, and hugs all around
Elgia

Sophia

10/31/2023 11:21:05 am

Hi everyone! Elgia, Tim, Djon & Sacha, I've read your responses here and they are each appreciated and felt deeply. I am so very grateful that we have a place where we can continue a sort of connection throughout these times. I love you all.
I am in the process of proofing the print version of the book, "Drops of Light", and would like to start our series again sometime this week. I'll post here which question has been selected, there were several still on the list to choose from. If anyone has a new question, now is the time to post it! I suspect the choice will be made Friday or Saturday.
I hope that you'll check out the book! It is a work from my heart and tells our awakening story, and is 500 pages! I look forward to connecting and sharing once again, through this blog. Sending light to everyone on this Halloween day!
Sophia

Tim link

11/3/2023 04:49:22 am

The Comfort of My Spaceship
- My Ship of State

Out on my mission, away from my base

There’s a need to be done, to end this car chase

List after list, there’s so much to do

So much to wist, that falls under my purview

But this mission never ends, a recycle through existence

It ascends and descends, no matter the resistance

Like a merry-go-round, I can’t turn it off

The intricacies astound, while I feed from this trough

Despite my eternity, I found a place of respite

My creation of serenity, that came from insight

It’s under construction, but that’s part of my scheme

At least that’s my deduction, or was that just a dream

But…in any event, the details matter not

I’ll give you a hint, this concept is self-taught

The idea is not in the finish, it is my salvation

To grant my own wish, by a simple revelation

All of my solutions, are found in my problems

Such basic resolutions, gleam like the finest of gems

There’s an in to my out, a light to my dark

An abundance to my drought, an opulence to my stark

I couldn’t see it before, caught up in my senses

No ambition to explore, focused more on my defenses

This is my ship of state, where my monsters roam free

But those dangers abate, because they’re familiar to me

They’re just my many faces, mere gauges in my cockpit

Stemming from a basis, of twists and turns of my rocket

There’s the playground outside, I get lost in to hide

From the jungle gym inside, where all my troubles reside

I just didn’t realize, that I always wore a disguise

From my closet of horrors, found in my ship’s stores

But now that I know, I’m ready to dress right

Drop the masquerade show, for a play of delight

I’ve lost track of time, am I inside or out

A pocket of sublime, from the devil’s own shout

I love these flights of fantasy, that fling me from reality’s grip

Experiencing the High of hyper-novelty, from the comfort of my spaceship

Tim link

11/4/2023 01:06:46 pm

Nudges

From out of left field, one of you comes into view

Pierces my shield, to nudge me from out of my skew

A course correction I need, without being aware

Previous signs I didn’t heed, focus lost somewhere out there

You’re doing me a genuine favor, I don’t even realize

Accepting the unwitting waiver, because I don’t recognize

Your sacrifice to steer, my ship back to its inevitable course

Only later becoming clear, of your directive from Source

But that’s only one side, of a complimentary coin

We both act as a guide, in our clumsy efforts to join

For I too, have nudged you

It’s what we do, as part of the woo-woo

So try to remember, and this is for me too

We mustn’t hinder, how the nudges come through

As we are all here, right where we belong

Peer next to peer, in chorus of God’s song

Now that I know this, I’m gonna nudge with empathy

For I would be remiss, not to respect our proximity

By assisting all of you, I’m showing myself some love

It’s the least I could do, to prove what I’m made of

Because I’m here to gain, not to be anyone’s judge

Anointing heart over brain, by giving you a nudge

Sophia

11/4/2023 02:04:25 pm

Tim,

A good description of us! Favorite line:
"It’s what we do, as part of the woo-woo"

Thank you for your contribution to our journey.

Love,
Sophia

Tim link

11/16/2023 02:58:44 pm

To Breathe in Gratitude of The Pain

Has it been misunderstood, that pain is my enemy

That maybe we should, reconsider that legacy

For it has purpose, not just as a form of torture

Or to cause one to cuss, but so much more to explore

Pain is my friend, or I think it's trying to be

But I will not pretend, that I seek it willingly

For living without it, seems pointless to consider

An example to wit, can’t have sweet without the bitter

What is pain’s opposite, other than the lack of it

When all the hurt has quit, what definition seems legit

Life absent an ache, does that state have a name

No headaches nor heartbreak, no one to blame

Maybe it does exist, but my memory cannot recall

Of being so blessedly blissed, living with pain withdrawal

So why is it always around, what messages does it serve

Is there a secret to be found, if only I can find the nerve

Am I being played, pain…the method to move me about

So I make a trade, exchanging one way for another route

Does pain help me to decide, which decisions I can face

Acting as my local guide, by how I feel from case to case

When I’m in pain avoidance, I lose sight of my way

Losing cadence of the dance, reaction the plan of the day

Fear of pain is the devil within, hijacking the navigation of our trip

Taking us along for a spin, a needy driver plotting the path of hardship

Fear is…my run from the pain, anticipation of it distorts me

As it begins taking over my brain, triggering all instincts to flee

But…if I breathe through discomfort, letting the flare subside

My mind overrides the hurt, and discovers where my fears reside

Pain is not to be feared, a healthy respect will do

For it has been geared, to expand one’s point of view

Fear and pain must be divorced, to free the child inside

Their independence endorsed, to allow the pain to guide

Once I inhale it’s scent, and we effortlessly exhale as one

This vessel will take the hint, releasing fear’s hold of compulsion

Pain unraveled from fear, is the ultimate grail of our time

As it’s method becomes clear, we will manifest into the sublime

And then maybe one day, after pain has divulged it’s secret

We’ll see her in a new way, as no longer an enemy or a threat

I hadn’t known existential pain, until my heart was taken away

This walk down memory lane, still sturs hurt that’ll never be okay

While she was a part of me, her essence coursing through my veins

Her protective presence so lovingly, numbed me from all my pains

But that was to set a Shakespearean stage, of further blooming yet to flower

Inmates who shared the same cage, a prelude to escape my loss of power

In awakening from her loss, I too lost my painful fear of the unknown

An unknowing albatross, stealing the sunlight from the path I had flown

For I couldn’t see it then, my fear of pain having swallowed my vision

A love zombie accepting the spin, that I was free within my submission

Yet…it was her pain that brought me out, from under my illusion

That seed had sprung a sprout, into my fear of pain dissolution

Now…I am quite able to explore, all those dark recesses of hurt

Those once revulsed by the torture, now inquisitively open and overt

So it is now from within her loss, that I’m truly in gratitude

To have beared that painful cross, for my new loving attitude

Sophia

11/20/2023 11:44:38 am

Hi Tim,

Thank you. Here's my favorite part: "But that was to set a Shakespearean stage, of further blooming yet to flower

Inmates who shared the same cage"

You are helping us all.

Love,
Sophia

Tim link

11/18/2023 10:55:53 am

Awaiting

What is that thing, that feeling of an approach

An event with a string, yet something none of us can broach

Because it hasn’t happened, but it signals a coming arrival

It’s scent is on the wind, obscuring now as just a lull

It’s as though…now is stretched, swelling in anticipation

The mind attempts to sketch, our coming emancipation

Of a shock to the system, The Titanic dropped into a pond

Imagination floods the brim, nothing from the past to correspond

We’re linked into this prescience, we can all smell the coming rain

Time chokes with suspense, patience barely contains the strain

What is headed our way, is it good or is it bad

It’s really hard to say, a Derecho we’ve never had

But when I get its sense, from within my intuition

The feeling is so intense, an overwhelming premonition

One with an outer dreadful layer, to protect its inner core

Shock and awe too much to bear, they predict another war

Outside the storm will rage, while inside a calm presides

All the world’s a stage, to fool or to come to realize

Some see apocalypse, as others await a disclosure

Our reality hops and skips, an exodus from what we were

What is at our door, and is about to firmly knock

It’s what we’ve been waiting for, despite its inevitable shock

Cleansing of such epic proportion, baptism of true celestial fire

End to colossal extortion, as Mafia’s satanic powers expire

Imagine…evil being undone, so that our true light can shine

All signs the Light has won, as only the good Lord can design

The last book of the Bible, is not named Armageddon

A perspective of the Cabal, those whispers of a demon

Their brewing rumors of war, are to hide incoming Revelations

Soon too obvious to ignore, by all senses and observations

These are Their End Times, Their departure from the scene

The End of Their crimes, the death of their war machine

That is the hard outer shell, that will precede heaven on earth

The death knell of their hell, that decries our imminent rebirth

For the sleeper has awakened, sharing its dreams throughout the land

Ushering in a coming trend, that love is about to take the upper hand

And when the moment does arise, as fear and hate begin abating

That will be the time to realize, I’ve received the prize of my awaiting

Marie Housel link

11/18/2023 11:12:13 pm

What a beautiful writer you are, Tim. I feel I am on the same train of thought when reading your poems. You have suffered and you also anxiously anticipate the coming change. I, too, have to work each day on the anxiety I experience hoping the New World will emerge imminently.

Tim link

11/19/2023 08:27:58 am

Thank you Marie...I appreciate your comment. I truly believe we have all suffered according to our needs for growth. This Great Awakening sounds so lovely on paper or when reading about it from others' fringe articles and books, yet the actual experience of it is quite destabilizing and, if I'm being forthright, tortuous. Who knew moving to a higher frequency of enlightenment could cut, and yet heal, with such exquisite pain and luscious torment. That may be why it's often said that freedom isn't free...for I feel Ascension, which we're all currently traveling its many pathways in our own unique ways, is essentially the existential gaining of more freedom and knowledge about who we really are, or the losing of that freedom and knowledge in the case of Descension.

My answer to the anxiety you mention experiencing is in my seeking to find gratitude each day for something...be it a small thing like appreciating that the grocery store had my favorite peanut butter in stock, or a much more grand concept of appreciation for having had the blessing of knowing, holding, and loving my dearly departed while she was here, and thus the gift each day of her memory. This also propels me to be a better me...by way of empathy and compassion for others, who I have now come to realize are all suffering in one form or another their own torment of Ascension, as well as lifting my own vibration through actual physical exertion and exercise. Not only am I healthier for following these practices, I'm also living more in the moment and being lifted in spirit. For I know...the New World you and I are hoping for...is presently in the process of arriving as we manifest "real eyes" to see, feel, and appreciate OUR collective metamorphosis into the true beauties God always intended us to find as WE rediscover the wherewithal to pause, go deep, and establish the will to love Self, One and All...again.

Sending You, One, and All Love and Light,
Tim

Sophia

11/20/2023 11:55:46 am

Tim,

Once more, your Mastery is peeking out. Those of us sharing our journey in places and pages like this one, have come, imo, to experience a Glorious, RAdiant, Love, and in doing so, spread it. This GRAL was a term coined a decade ago from a group who shared their pain and joy together with others who "dropped in" to counsel and cheer on. We called it a "creation group". Your words are doing the same sort of thing, in them, we find ourselves and are healed. Again, you are so appreciated. Favorite lines:
"For the sleeper has awakened, sharing its dreams throughout the land

Ushering in a coming trend, that love is about to take the upper hand"

Love,
Sophia

Tim link

11/20/2023 01:59:51 pm

Sophia,

Your thoughts and opinions are winds upon my sails. I so appreciate this space...this creation group you've carved out with your own determination, hard work, and love of humanity. You and One divinely represent the Glorious Radiant Love that has awakened the Sleeper. Not sure if you hear it enough...so I will say it now...Thank You.

Love & Gratitude,
Tim

Sandy

12/6/2023 06:38:28 am

My awakening started at the the beginning of the plandemic and it’s been a tough four years since.. I’ve lost friends, almost ended my marriage of 31 years and so forth. From the time I was very young, I have always felt like I didn’t belong. Like I was dropped on this planet by accident. It is a common belief that our souls chose to be here at this time to help with the great awakening. I beg to differ.. who would choose this? And if this is true, then why do I feel such discontent and anxiety all of the time? Why is it such a mystery to figure out what my role is in helping with the New Earth? This would at least give me some purpose while I’m here. I welcome answers.
Thank you
Sandy

Sophia

4/19/2024 04:22:59 pm

Sandy,

Your questions will be answered next week. Look for an email then, with the transcript and video link.
Thank you for participating!
Sending love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

12/10/2023 09:47:41 am

My Revolution Has Now Begun

I mostly did what was expected, found my place and my home

Allowed myself to be directed, in this snow globe home of a dome

But it just never felt right, my head and my heart always at war

One as my day the other my night, two different stories I just can’t ignore

My head fears not walking the line, my heart breaks not jumping for joy

One’s wish shatters the other’s design, one cannot lose the other’s employ

A marriage made for divorce, a union that can’t call for a truce

Their child scarred by remorse, division is what they induce

Neither really wrong, but only one can be true

One follows along, the other not really you

Being smart doesn’t feed that child, he thrives on freedom within

An innocent wish to be beguiled, a fairytale we all want to play in

Yet freedom doesn’t just happen, all parties must walk into its embrace

With acceptance and compassion, and give it all that it takes

I am now certainly aware, that my head cannot lead this fight

It’s reason has been impaired, to obstruct my God given right

So I have given my heart this command, stand up for the good within me

Entice my desires to expand, so that I can relearn to live and be free

For I have decided to commit and to act, under the banner and union of one

All my forces are well aware of the fact, this places me in open rebellion

Not against you or your kin, no…you’re certainly not my enemy

My battle stems from within, to reunite in love and solidarity

Anything interfering with that, no matter its authority and mandate

Has willingly entered spiritual combat, for the ultimate war of my fate

A fate no longer up for debate, as I stand now to swallow my fear

Its terms my heart will now dictate, within a self I’ve come to revere

Find a way to revere yourself, for that is your destiny

God resides within itself, just awaiting your epiphany

Sophia

12/15/2023 02:54:21 pm

Tim,

Thank you, once more, for reaching into our hearts...
"Its terms my heart will now dictate, within a self I’ve come to revere"
Love that.

This message comes with wishes for a love-filled and sustaining holiday for you and everyone who has joined our journey. I will reach out again after the first of the year to begin anew!

Many blessings and much love,
Sophia

Tim link

12/15/2023 03:58:48 pm

Sophia et al,

I want to wish you and all your loved ones a Merry Christmas and a Happy Holiday Season as you gather together in loving (and even not so loving ;) companionship and appreciation for all that God has given and provided. May you all breathe in gratitude and exhale the spirit and light of your good intent.

Love, Light, and Acceptance of You All,
Tim

Heather Angel voice

12/15/2023 06:41:39 am

Hello Sophia and One ...
Been thinking about my dreams lately ...
One was very much in cordonnance with Sophia´s last newsletter and what was written in it ...
So ...
Where do these dreams come from ? other timelines ? they seem so real ... how do they help us ?
love and blessings to all

Paula Connor link

12/21/2023 10:38:27 am

Sophia I wonder if ONE could provide some clarity on the truth of our creation? We have a great deal of information coming out now that the Elohim are 12D beings that upgraded our DNA. We are a lso hearing that the Elohim of EL created the Jewish race / the chosen ones. Were their Reptilian races or Draco's that downgraded our DNA to create a slave race. What is the truth? Who created the Human Race in truth. Who tampered with us or are there so many beings that have interfered. Is there any truth to the 7 eyes of GOD a teaching by Neville Goddard back in the late 40's. Who took our connection to Source from us and how did Source get petitioned to intervene. Some even say that there will be no arrests, the White hats are not in charge and the truth will come out only after the shift. We have also been told that about 91% of everything we have been told is a lie. Would ONE please like to shed some light some eternal truths on this please. At least what can be shared at this time that may settle this. Thank you very very much.

Tim link

12/23/2023 08:34:30 am

Becoming Nothing Less

I now know why, boredom surrounds me so

It’s normalcy I defy, for its chains are my foe

No haunts from past beings, leaves me my own set of rites

Wrapped in my own cosmic strings, to reach for new heights

To scare up my own lonely drama, without a yesterday I regret

In fabrication of past trauma, to source a viable threat

For I am alone in my bubble, karma has given me her pardon

No hidden ghosts in my rubble, I now answer to no one

I am my own taskmaster, without another soul to abide

Conjuring up no serving of disaster, to act as my guide

Now a boat without anchors, an airship without lines

My reality magically stirs, with synchronicity and signs

All leading to one message, in a truth of tomorrow

As I walk that fine edge, a story of glory or sorrow

I am…without needs of restraint, or cause to be bound

A saint with a taint, but no more things to impound

Before my freedom rings, it must scold me awake

And that pain that it brings, feels much like heartache

How can God’s gift, restore its full meaning

To invoke a broad shift, from where we’ve been leaning

What is a threat, from one you adore

A false sense of debt, you just can’t ignore

How does one take away, what cannot be undone

Instill fear in such a way, of losing from exploitation

But I’m beginning to forget, all the things I cannot do

Reducing fear’s threat, by broadening my view

I hear some of you out there, clenching and shaking your fists

Little empathy to spare, with your own shackled wrists

Too idled by talk, of who did this to you

Outlining in chalk, by the words that you spew

But that’s just punching a bag, too easy a target

Division by waving a flag, or through some other habit

Wake up my misguided kin, shake off that fog of your war

There’s no way to reach heaven, by settling some illusory score

Time now to focus your attention, on what really matters most

By clarifying your intention, detaching from your own internal ghosts

Be your own parent, give yourself that advice

Set a new precedent, be the one who decides

That it is all up to you, in the direction your life takes

Trust you to get you through, and to see through all of their fakes

Sever those unworthy ties, that weaken your spirit

Take off that disguise, from the prize you inhibit

Be in need of no saviour, no victim to chance

Seeking no other’s favor, to strengthen your stance

You have all that you need, by needing much less

It’s in the attitude you breed, to share in the largesse

It starts with a release, that first letting go

In discovering your peace, to get in the flow

Taking charge of your course, nurture your own internal shepherd

Become your own tour de force, believing in a you that’s untethered

Because being anything less, is one less from the whole

As we all strive to express, the highest good from our soul

Sophia

12/24/2023 02:50:05 pm

Sending boatloads of love and light and smiles to everyone for the coming end of year celebrations. We are better together and knowing that you are all here is supportive and healing in ways that are hard to describe. We are not alone, and we are all doing famously! Thank you to everyone for joining our family, and for sharing parts of your journey. You are making our world a more loving and compassionate place.
With appreciation,
Sophia

Djon

12/25/2023 07:49:20 am

Hi Sophia

Happy Christmas and Happy New Year.

Thank you for your work and dedication and thank you to One too . You two gave me a very good present even before Christmas 😀 .
For decades i felt alone and stranded on this planet. I had finded some people like me but i hadn't much purpose . These revelations were a shock and also very stimulation and revealing.
May next year be fruitful and happy for everyone
Love , Light and Friendship to you all

Heather Angel voice

12/30/2023 05:16:32 am

Hello Sophia and One ...
To continue with where do dreams come from question ... I saw a short video about our memories ... another one of those mind blowing, just wait a mn what videos ...
So what are our memories ? are they stocked inside us or up on some sort of a gigantic "cloud" to which we can acces when we want/need ? are all our memories from the now life and/or previous lives stocked in the same place ?
and therefore once again what are dreams ? thoughts? how do we get them ?
And what are all the degenerents brain sicknesses ? some kind of "viruses" thrown into the cloud ?
Are our brains some kind of a ultra modern computers ?
What "firewalls" do we have implemented and how can we contourn/supress them ?

My "brainstorning" of the day :D

Y all have a great and blessed life

Sophia

7/22/2024 12:38:12 pm

Hi Heather,

One has chosen your "dreams" question to be answered. I will be working to complete this within the next 2 weeks and will let you know once it has been produced into a video. I will send you the transcript at that point. Thanks for this great question!

With love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

12/30/2023 06:32:31 pm

Teacher

Come, come…what do you intend, good or bad interaction

More than likely just a blend, hiding our true soul transaction

It may not be apparent, on the surface of our talks

Not all is that transparent, when our karma takes these walks

The role you play for me, may not be the one it seems

Acting as a spirit key, unlocking an aspect of my dreams

But we don’t always know this, when we parry to and fro

So many keys it’s easy to dismiss, what our souls may only know

Whatever role you play, however we interact

More than what you say, all part of a secret pact

Friend or mortal enemy, boss or fellow competing peer

Even a well known celebrity, in this life of theater

All will prod and teach, showing me every day

Each with a different reach, each in a different way

Every one an aspect, an agent of my higher guide

Each a well placed prospect, for the lessons they provide

But my guide has other means, to move me about this tutor board

Throwing me into life’s revines, soul messages that cannot be ignored

For in this life of duality, every gain is prepped from within a loss

It’s how we manifest our reality, and how the lessons come across

Sunny weather rarely teaches, what our storms can do so well

Better than any speeches, to reveal the pearl from within the shell

From the best of circumstances, to my most treasured fear

I will learn to take some chances, on how to persevere

For they are not to be avoided, they act as my own form of preacher

Together they have been appointed, to craft a self respected teacher

Kim St Germain

1/3/2024 07:59:12 am

My question: I struggled through a fairly brief, 5 hour, energy crisis yesterday, Jan 2, during which I felt what I perceived as a new energy. This energy reminded me of birth, felt a bit like a rumbling, and lasted quite a while. I wondered about whether I should be concerned, then was able to trust. And soon after that my energy symptoms, a headache and nausea disappeared and I felt fabulous! Did this have anything to do with the Global Foundation of :Love, the hum, that you mentioned in the latest conversation? Also, is my time spent in the Energy Enhancing System helping me to better assimilate a higher frequency physical form? Blessings to Sophia and to One for uplifting our path to freedom! Kim

Paula Connor link

1/3/2024 10:39:05 am

Kim - this may assist with respect to the incoming energies.

https://youtu.be/91W0oAUb44Y?si=NluSEQvfcMqAgij7

Amanda Lorence out of the Uk

Sophia

1/30/2024 02:50:37 pm

Hi everyone,
Episode 21 video will be produced and released just as soon as I am able to do it. I've become ill and am unsure just when that will be. I apologize. I'll let you know when it is out. It is quite beautiful.

With much love,
Sophia

Tim link

1/31/2024 02:39:23 pm

Once Hidden From View

A shock to the system, from out of left field

Please grant me the wisdom, to summon my shield

Where next do I turn to, What path is now sound

My vision now out of view, when I look around

None of my blood, knows the soul from my skin

From seedling to bud, it was always hidden within

If they cannot help me, who then holds all of my cards

Is it a locksmith with a key, to a hidden vault with armed guards

How will I proceed, when all of my strings have been cut

To obtain all that I need, and to know what is what

Those all around me, always provided my worth

As long as I didn’t disagree, with their view of this Earth

But now that I do, I can no longer pretend

For their view is untrue, and one I cannot defend

Maybe I knew this was coming, a round peg in a square hole

Sooner or later succumbing, to the awareness of my soul

And now that I’m here, without stern or bow line

It’s become crystal clear, that my soul is divine

My ship is free to move about, and find its new crew

A soul unfettered from doubt, no longer hidden from view

Djon

2/21/2024 04:44:46 am

Hi Sophia

I am happy to hear from you again .

I wish you a good recovery and that you come back to us as soon as possible.

Love, Light and Friendship to you ❤️❤️❤️

Tim link

2/21/2024 08:49:21 am

Gates of Reality

Found myself approaching, a doorway out of here

No longer in need of coaching, to stand and face my fear

Memories that hid the door, now justify its appearance

Breadcrumbs I can’t ignore, on a path to full coherence

To stay would lose my way, a parting from my course

A takeaway from today, into yesterday with much remorse

For it follows from a past, before the doorway into now

This time that cannot last, a past I must disavow

Leaving it sings a song, a feeling of yesterday

One where I’d belong, if today wasn’t underway

As I slowly walk its halls, peering back for my assurance

My memory vaguely recalls, how I faced its start in ignorance

Is my unknown road ahead, just another past before its time

A tapestry without its thread, a future life prior to its prime

To unshackle from my past, and live not from memory

Separation’s come at last, from my name and identity

Who I was has come to end, my footprints across the land

The ending of my prior trend, my ascension now at hand

Now closing of that door, brings such bitter sweet misery

But that was the time before, memory that lives only in history

With history no longer my guide, and memory no help to see

Where will my recollection reside, when I live by what I foresee

Standing with my mind on the fence, alongside a heart that’s ready to go

Seeing a leap that lacks any sense, holding a feeling the ego can’t know

Going where there aren’t any roads, a pathway with no prior footprints

In a vessel that carries no loads, through a doorway of imminent pretense

Why does my heart want to leave, the only past that holds us in place

How can it truly believe, that we’ll find another time to embrace

But this time I see my spirit’s stance, no longer cloaked in neutrality

Ready to face the enticing expanse, by opening my gates of reality

Tim link

2/24/2024 07:00:07 am

Stopping The Clock

Hands always in motion, it just can’t stay still

Like waves on the ocean, a cadence to instill

It has power of its own, to rock to and fro

It’s source is unknown, with its own steady flow

It can’t be unplugged, nor slowed to a pause

No code to be debugged, no face to find flaws

It’s almost too perfect, no signs of its age

But some of us suspect, that it acts as a cage

Silent and most deadly, it comes for us all

But it’s never misled me, from what I recall

Neither friend nor a foe, yet count on it we must

Always there where we go, trustworthy and just

Though its purpose may hide, a cause of concern

For the way it’s applied, and the lessons we learn

Can I not be free of it, to get a sense of its loss

No longer its puppet, and it no longer my boss

What would that feel like, to live outside of its reach

To just go on a hike, without wearing its leash

I do remember losing some, and coming out from its spell

No more beat of its drum, when I ventured out of my cell

But it was there waiting, when I ended my fun

A frame demarcating, that my fun was now done

Is there a path to divorce, a means to go our own ways

No settlement of course, for there’s no way to appraise

What have I since lost, in the midst of its hold

For much of the cost, is that my youth has gone old

But somehow I feel, it’s infiltrated my view

And for me to unseal, the me that is true

I must let go of its hands, it has on my mind

Until my presence demands, I’m no longer confined

In the act of that release, I’ll be free of my program

On my way to find peace, and discover all that I am

So my new life’s focus, now that I take stock

Is to awaken from my psychosis, by stopping the clock

Tim link

2/25/2024 07:43:32 am

United Standing Apart
USA

This world only makes sense, if one questions all forms of authority

Recognizing it’s all pretense, from those who represent the minority

Politicians don’t care about us, their interest is merely self-servingly

They just like driving the bus, to motor over us while having their tea

Most doctors aren’t that much better, dealers representing the pharmacy

Bought to insure their own pleasure, socialists undermining democracy

Police and judges are much alike, they swim in the same infested waters

They run their own unofficial Reich, some would even sell their own daughters

Yet the biggest hypocrites of them all, stand in pulpits breathing out fire

One step from beginning their own fall, while they pursue their secret desire

Not all of them see it this way, thinking their silence affords them a life

What could they say anyway, that wouldn’t jeopardize their husband or wife

So who is not bought and paid for, by some malignant group of criminals

Con artists only looking to score, a sorry excuse for a pack of individuals

Who do we have left to trust, is that what this world is all about

Stop feeling hurt and disgust, by continuing to point this all out

It should be abundantly clear, that the answer is not really out there

Not in what we see or we hear, but in becoming spiritually aware

That all of this has to be a test, we’re being confronted by a series of choices

In preparation for becoming our best, or to get lost in the sea of loud voices

If we boil this actuality all down, this reality of duality that hides a finality

As we take the time to look around, it comes down to trusting one’s own morality

In anything and everything that we do, does our morality pass our own trial

For we can sense within our own view, who’s only acting and living in denial

While we’re all fighting our own demons, and projecting them upon each other

We all now have seemingly good reasons, to distrust and doubt one another

So why not release the need to follow, any other opinion shouting in the wind

All of their demands now appear hollow, measured against the input from within

We are meant to feel our way through, to sense those being pulled on by strings

Using discernment to see what is true, and not be swayed by any material things

This is our test to see if we can find, out of all the bling and the loud noise

Can we put our heart ahead of our mind, to discover the self and true poise

Stand up and need no external savior, see beyond the sharp glare of false light

Take a look at your own behavior, and find a way through the darkest of night

By learning to stand on your own, where you can groom your own heart

It will be shown that you were never alone, even when standing apart

Sophia

2/25/2024 04:27:53 pm

Tim,

Both of these are on point. You are narrowing in on this journey for all of us. It is one, I believe, that ends with us finding our way to our own center/core/Truth. I have been seeing
lately many references to the challenges we face, and how it is through them that the most growth is achieved. Knowing this is true sounds as if it should be comforting, and at times it can be. Your description of us and where we are throws a warm blanket of compassion and togetherness on all of it. Thank you for all that you give.

With love,
Sophia

Tim link

2/26/2024 06:10:24 pm

Sophia-

I could feel the heart-felt energy from your post...and the virtual hug that accompanied it. In these times that we are in, I realize we're not all at the same point, nor have we all traveled identical paths to get here. Yet, we share similar obstacles, breaking points, and revelations...and it is in unity of that sharing that we also share our Light to those who could use a little virtual hug now and then, and here or there.

These last 3 years have been the absolute harshest and most trying of my entire life, while also providing me the most insightful, rewarding, uplighting, and overflowing abundance of growth and gratitude...and realizations. One realization is that pleasant, sunny weather just doesn't show us our true selves and what we're made of, like a storm of the century does. I've stopped asking God why I must face this challenge or that one, instead I now ask myself, what is God trying to show me...to assist me in discovering who I really am?

If in my tribulation and on-going awakening, these poems that have served as my own self-therapy, can also serve as a warm blanket of compassion and togetherness for others in their most trying of times, I'd say it's the least I could do for my fellow, starseed siblings...those who know, or will know soon, that we'll all be united again soon. Feel and share the love.

In Love and Thanks for all you do,
Tim

Tim link

3/8/2024 08:34:44 am

Here I Am and There I Reside

Still here within this sense of reality, despite the knowing of what it is not

Seeing both sides of this duality, beginning to remember what I once forgot

I’m not what I thought I was, nor where I thought my heart could dream

Separated from my knowing cause, my life not what I thought it would mean

Stuck between seemingly two extremes, one lacks what the other beholds

One better than the other it seems, but withheld from one while the other unfolds

I have no doubt that I am here, yet here is not entirely where my wishes can bloom

My heart making it perfectly clear, where it’s confined will require so much more room

But then I’m solely the one who is to blame, a self-distortion of pleasure and pain

The one who wanted in on this game, to selflessly give for my own selfish gain

For I am now what I couldn’t admit, the Light of a flame who hides it from view

Author of my own tormented script, hidden by lies to one day reveal what is true

I play both of my much needed parts, wannabe hero tortured by my own ego foe

Still curious to see what my story imparts, before the main character exists this show

Yet my resurrection now seeps from within, poking holes into yesterday’s story

Fading all that my past has ever been, mitigating my dramatic loss before glory

There…is where my heart seems to reside, not caring to stay and finish this past

It’s now done with hiding and crying inside, the silent one always coming in last

Here…is where my head still resides, stuck in the past of yesterday’s cycle

Not done with what the outside provides, the heady one clinging to daily survival

So I now walk between unfolding stories, head in one place with heart in another

Head seeking upcoming glories, heart seeks to discover someone to love her

I don’t think I can live here like this, waiting for my writer to script in the shift

Suspended in a loveless abyss, wanting to pretend my heart isn’t adrift

Here…is where I see, I hear, I react, living out a story constrained by a clock

Thinking of negatives I seem to attract, poised between wires awaiting the shock

There…is where I love, I feel, I know, a timeless resort where my dreams can come true

Sensing only joy that springs from below, completing the circuit reviving these two

Yet for this now I’m straddling the gap, letting one fly while the other must crawl

Searching for an “X” not on my map, trying to be big as I keep thinking small

Serving my time to score a souvenir, one so precious they’ll both want to share

For that I’m physically and mentally here, but imaginatively and lovingly out there

Except here is just the story I tell, with all of its obscuring diffusions I wish to dispel

While there is really my deep inside, the sovereign place where my dreams reside

Sophia

3/11/2024 03:15:19 pm

Tim,

I love this. My favorite lines:

"So I now walk between unfolding stories, head in one place with heart in another"

That says it all for those of us who know what is going on, yet also know that it is not yet "time" for the big reveal...

You are a gift.

With love,
Sophia

Tim link

3/23/2024 02:26:27 pm

The Company We Keep

Oh what my eyes have seen, gifts of loss bring forth such hidden insights

When life breaks from routine, it’s often hardship that finds lost delights

Pain is but a simple fortune teller, come to color and set the stage

Excavating from out of one’s cellar, the prisoner stuck in their cage

Its release is paid for in bail, from others who mirror your life captors

They reflect the world of your jail, by being both good and bad actors

You are the focus of your TV show, your tunnelled view is all about you

But what’s seen isn’t all there is to know, it’s just one sense you view through

To get a much broader sense, you share your stage with friends and enemies

Their reflections are a means to dispense, other views from your extremities

Those you surround yourself with, are possibly upcoming causes of tragedy

They make up the telling of your myth, and how you experience your reality

But as so many of us fellow travelers do, you overshadow good with living hardship

Focused more on the bad you go through, short selling joy for the crack of a whip

Something about a deeper resistance to grow, assures us many struggles we’ll find

These messengers you think that you know, are but reflections your soul has assigned

If enemies were the bane of your existence, how might you find your true inner warrior

Isn’t weight training with resistance, that which makes Olympians into so much more

True loved ones and a circle of friends, can soothe the jarring bumps in one’s road

Yet true spiritual growth often depends, on your weaknesses enemies have showed

Are those foes the real teachers you seek, cracking you open to reveal the prize inside

Pointing out where your defenses are weak, teaching you by the service they provide

Look around and see what you have fostered, each and every person a billboard sign

The truth of your story told by how they are postured, all done by your soul’s design

Judge one not simply by their friends, but by whom they’ve selected as their enemies

For allies may lie to hide what often offends, yet rivals offer no such friendly charities

All material things have a limited impression, they can’t quite pierce or caress the heart

While people offer you their self expression, triggering your heart by playing their part

No matter how hard in life that we try, we cannot avoid the presence of our nemesis

Internal sculptors that chisel and vie, their contention is to shape us with emphasis

That loved one you treasure more than any other, could be an adversary in the making

They have the means to make you suffer, a departure instigating thoughts of forsaking

Just as any opponent can turn about face, be one who’s beside you as a storm arises

Trading their challenges for an embrace, filling in for fair weather friends’ disguises

This life and all of its worldly possessions, with its hardship and lessons to be learned

Is but projection of your view of expressions, to live a life you believe you have earned

Yet it is the blessing of getting to know, all of the harvesting we are poised to reap

Our souls’ plan of how it designed it so, all that we’ll learn from the company we keep

Sophia

3/25/2024 02:40:54 pm

Tim,

Once again, you've captured our journey perfectly. Thank you, you are appreciated more than you know.

Love & Light,
Sophia

Tim link

3/27/2024 05:31:29 am

Better Than You Know

Our authority defies our overall will, and we The People hang in the balance

It’s their evil will they look to fulfill, while they seem to gorge in their palace

They spend what they don’t possess, and take what isn’t rightfully theirs

Preparing all of us to accept only less, securing wealth for their billionaires

Their inaction has opened our borders, their duplicity screams in our face

It’s a funny farm full of disorders, our leaders are just an inhumane disgrace

What they’ve done in our past, and the promises they have sold

Provides a very dark contrast, to all the lies we have been told

It’s become so increasingly clear, that they think of us as their slaves

For they only prey on our fears, and they’ve been doing it for decades

And they’ve been at war with all of us, through a campaign of targeted theft

With no peaceful negotiations to discuss, they are now willingly firing for effect

But theft has turned to open genocide, now that their scheme has gone public

As more of us have now identified, that they never really cared about our republic

Yet what’s most sinister in all of their crimes, is their secret rite to mess with our kids

Hiding all of the evidence of all of the times, that our little kids were up for their bids

Still, despite what seems an unholy mess, things aren’t quite as bad as they seem

Cabal’s losses aren’t being shown in the press, because the media is in on the scheme

More of the sleepers have begun to awaken, turning from the dark and into the light

This has the administration shaken, and all of the bankers trying to instigate a fight

Yet this paradigm is on the last of its strings, the chaos stems from its coming demise

All of the men who’ve worked for the kings, are beginning to show fear in their eyes

The ugly view now from our government, reveals what they have always kept hidden

We never had a binding covenant, as they indulged hypocritically in what is forbidden

But can you not see what this means, if their schemes were going according to plans

Why have their normal daily routines, given way to begin revealing their evil scams

Is this the prophesized time of Revelations, where the truth tears down lies of deceit

Those unprepared see this as tribulations, but we the meek prepare to replace the elite

If We truly believe our God never forsakes, and that love and kindness is set to return

Then none of this can be considered mistakes, but as mere tests on how to discern

So before you let yourself get down, by all of the evilness that’s begun to show

Really take a good look around, to see that things are better than you know

Tim link

3/28/2024 06:28:43 am

The One I Am Waiting For

From out of my child, I sense a longing reunion

A return that is styled, to lift the veil as a human

Who is it that comes, and will bring me salvation

Knowing that becomes, an awakening revelation

From the light of my savior, I will see my way out

Sent from the Creator, to liberate me from doubt

It’s caused by my fear, that little evil lurking inside

Not sure how it got here, but it’s had me confined

By stealing my curiosity, and my lust for adventure

Hijacking my generosity, using my ego for censure

Please come and save me, from a dungeon I built

For I can’t seem to free, this thinking from my guilt

No I can’t do this alone, as I am less than my need

My solution is unknown, don’t know how to proceed

So yes I’m virtually stuck, held by my past thinking

I need help to destruct, these thoughts I am sinking

What was it that I did, that warranted this penance

And how do I get rid, of falling victim to my sentence

My savior needs to be strong, and full of compassion

One who feels they belong, in securing my extraction

A person of plenty of patience, one capable to discern

One who is also tenacious, and I am their only concern

But is that too selfish of me, to be put ahead of the rest

Why can’t I for once be, one who’s chosen to be blessed

If I could use my imagination, and grant me the courage

Believe in my manifestation, that would give me a nudge

To trust in my own ability, and summon my own fortitude

Take on the responsibility, by adjusting my victim attitude

And maybe…just maybe, I could find my lost vision to see

A way for me to gracefully, find my own savior within me

Because I’m done being small, and I want so much more

It’s time for me to recall, I am the one I’ve been waiting for

Sophia

4/16/2024 02:56:00 pm

I can't believe I missed this! I'm smiling so big now from the journey your words took me on... Thank you Tim. It was wonderful.

Tim link

4/16/2024 07:00:33 am

Comes From Within

I once thought and lived in darkness

My focus and priority to save my carcass

Worried about those simple things

And all the comforts that money brings

I gave to those who would take from me

Because I was taught that’s how it should be

In a cynical world where blood runs thick

By power stolen through a mere card trick

I allowed my beliefs to be shaped by the times

Imprisoning myself though I committed no crimes

Passing down my sentence to my own little ones

Teaching my servitude to my daughters and sons

This I almost couldn’t forgive

Myself lost by the way that I live

From thinking I was doing all that I could

Living as I should and trying to be good

Yet…some hand clasped and shook me awake

Revealing to me a new path I could take

One with an altered internal perspective

Much more effective for the collective’s objective

This new path will have me unfold

A course in miracles for me to behold

By releasing my need to find an outside fix

I give up what’s causing my own internal conflicts

What happens on the outside of me

Is but a projection of my reality

Effects from the light that I’ve shined

Shadow puppets from out of my mind

Designing my own obstacle course

Life tests that I’ve come to outsource

Crafted to get me to see

That I am my own referee

Calling the shots in this game that I’ve played

Showing me the feeling of being lost and afraid

But once I’ve mastered the dark art of my fear

I’ll have no more reason for shadows to appear

Then I will focus on what gives me joy

And all of the projections that I can employ

To prove to me once and again

That my heaven…comes from within

Sophia

4/16/2024 02:59:33 pm

This one so many of us can relate to... Once more, you nailed it.
With love and light,
Sophia

Sophia

4/16/2024 03:03:59 pm

Hi Everyone,

We'll be choosing a question in the next few days, so it will be published the week following.
This round of answers will be done without a zoom call, but the questioner will receive a written document of the complete conversation. Current time obligations are changing things up a bit.
It is good to be back!
Sending love and light to you all,
Sophia

Sophia

4/26/2024 05:01:27 pm

Hi everyone!

Episode # 22 is now on YouTube!

Have a great weekend.

With love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

4/28/2024 03:18:28 pm

My Goodness Over Evil

When light doesn’t shine, and shadows prevail

Sound sense will unwind, becoming lost in a veil

What blocks my light, and hides in the dark

To cloud my insight, stealing divine from my spark

It feeds on my weakness, causing all of my doubt

Seeps in the bleakness, imprisoning me without

But it’s just my shadow, given way too much power

Crept up from below, finding dead tissue to devour

But even this dark star, offers a point of triangulation

As no matter where we are, it gives away our location

For in this duality of reality, I’m neither all one nor the other

Holding space for neutrality, reincarnating myself to discover

When my evil invades, taking my goodness as prisoner

Evil only masquerades, as a sole practitioner

For it cannot survive, being alone

It’s only alive, to counter the known

Evil without any good, would devour itself

By taking all it could, never giving to oneself

Yet good can stand on its own, and be its own purpose

Giving creativity to the unknown, always producing a surplus

It is the love of the light, that goodness can hold

That makes it alright, for life to unfold

But as day has its own night, and worry finds its relief

Wrong challenges what’s right, disbelief opposes belief

Evil is only a possibility, because good isn’t afraid

To offer some negativity, out of all that can be made

It’s not the presence of evil, that defines who I am

For a bit of upheaval, can act as an existential exam

All that is not good, is but a taste of without

To sense how life would, adjust to some doubt

As I allow myself choice, to try on their fit

Each quality employs, a frequency I transmit

If the unfamiliar trait, doesn’t ring true

I won’t let it dictate, eyes I see through

Evil is my test, to see how my winds blow

An escape from my best, a change in the flow

If it’s evil I choose, to bathe in that dark

What kind of abuse, will I inflict on my spark

For shadows can’t love me, they take what they need

Robbing me spiritually, stealing light with their greed

So it is my darkness I fight, not my God given light

As evil only acts out of spite, to twist what is right

Yet good stands on its own, a fountain that never turns off

The source of all that is known, and what keeps spirits aloft

Such goodness is patient, always stands by my side

Even when I’m complacent, or I act out of pride

It doesn’t get jealous, or lead me astray

Only getting rebellious, when I’m leaning that way

But what it boils down to, is the sense I must feel

When my day is all through, what is the appeal

Of continuing to live, to struggle and seek

My energy to give, even when I feel weak

It’s what decides, I awake from my sleep

Pouring from guides, and buried down deep

It’s not how much it can take, but what it can give

For it thrives of its own sake, and it will always forgive

But it is only on one side, of the battle inside

As evil won’t abide, such a forgiving bride

So it is with good it resides, as its champion of fate

For it is the only one who provides, such an inclusive estate

Evil may try, to tempt me away

But I now live by, love’s final say

It is the war of all ages, and love is never done

Even as the battle still rages, I know goodness has won

Tim link

4/28/2024 03:23:55 pm

The Undiscovered Present

I couldn’t see what was coming

Such knowing escaped my senses

Setting the stage for me succumbing

To what the unknown now dispenses

If I had known a tough job wouldn’t work out

Or that relationship was destined for divorce

Would I have chosen a less rewarding route

To avoid so much pain and anguish of course

Had I known all that I would face

Especially the failure and hardship

I would have lost things I can’t replace

By missing out on such a rewarding trip

But my eyes are now unequivocally open

Seeing what my unknowing has provided

A stage upon which my gift was chosen

Discovery where unknown once presided

Not knowing the outcome of a decision

Offers opportunities to discover oneself

Excavation that changes one’s condition

A treasure hunt to discover more wealth

What is known no longer sings sweetly to me

For it has now given to me what it had to give

It is the unknown which beckons so purposefully

Beyond a mere past I no longer am forced to relive

I really don’t even know what I will do next

That lovely gift has yet to be unwrapped

But no longer will I fear being perplexed

By unknowns that once made me feel trapped

If I let my past serve as my less risky guide

Ensuring nothing interferes with my status quo

I can only expect repetition of all that I’ve tried

And no further additions to what I already know

The undiscovered present awaits my adventure

Walking where there’s no tracks on the ground

A place that my knowledge has no real tenure

For worthy discoveries that have yet to be found

So I will now open my undiscovered present

With no fear in my decision within the unknown

Since that is where my spirit is so luminescent

And where I have passed a past I’ve outgrown

Sophia

4/29/2024 01:30:12 pm

Thank you for both of these additions to the telling of our journey... we are getting wiser and more quietly content with our fate, aren't we? It is nothing like what I expected over a decade ago. Back then the stories all seemed fantastic and in all of them there was unending joy and an abundance of light.
It's 2024, and we come here to discover that the light is us, and that is okay. Better even, than we expected. We are awesome and this trip is one hell of a ride!

Sending love and light always,
Sophia

Tim link

4/29/2024 03:19:36 pm

Hey Sophia,

Yes, I believe we are gtting wiser and more quietly content with what we know we must do, or not do, for the higher good. My awakening began back in the 90s, and at that time there really wasn't anyone else to commune with...certainly not in person, and even online there were but only a few in chat rooms or forums that were just beginning to awaken. It seems bizarre that it's been almost 30 years and I can now openly discuss things on your forum, other blog sites, on Rumble sites, and on Twitter (X), with what seems like thousands of awakened souls eager to share their thoughts. I feel so fortunate to be here as what I consider prophesy unfolds before my eyes...and that I am part of it, with much more to come.

It truly is an exciting time to be alive.

Much Love and Light to You and Yours,

Tim

Shae

5/1/2024 08:13:58 am

I have a spiritual question. I’ve been interacting with this group called arca, who state they are 4/5d military who fight the common enemy intergalactically called shadow entities. Arca is a sub group of the galactic fed. I’ve stepped away months ago, as they are straight up military and I am not, but they claim many souls of dream travelers, which I am, have been taken by the se. They state they don’t tell the general public this because there is no way to rescue the soul. SE literally eat the soul. They state that once the soul is gone, the human vessel here goes on for a handful of years but there is nothing after this life. These are hard core people, little to no empathy for humans, are here only to fight se which are also on 3d. My question is, isn’t there a spirit as well? If a soul is gone, say mine, why would someone still travel to far away places, have conversations with specific groups of entities, visit a planet called pharn, and on and on. I’ve had entities visit me since I was a kid. I know the difference between a dream and a visit. Especially if I’m awake. I am not a drug taker nor do I have to meditate. I’ve concluded I’m a conduit to 3d for many entity types. Unfortunately I am well aware I glow, given convos I’ve had with spirits, so it’s hard to hide and I know negatives hunt folks like me. They don’t always speak thru me, they also speak to me telepathically while I’m staring at them in my room. (No I’m not skitso) So if a soul is gone, how would one know for sure? Is this life it for travelers like me? Thank you. Im new here but a regular type lady with a fairly normal life. Im used to strange and odd spiritual stuff so it’s almost impossible to shock me on just about anything or any answer. Appreciate your time. Kind regards. But it sure would be nice to actually talk to someone in the know and willing to give answers regardless if they are good or bad.

Sophia

5/1/2024 12:52:50 pm

Hi Shae,

Thanks for showing up and asking here! We will be choosing another question in a few days, and this one will be in the mix. You'll be notified when it's your turn!

Welcome to our community!
With love and light,
Sophia

Tim link

5/18/2024 11:24:57 am

All That I Am

There’s a place in my awareness

Where I can be anything I choose

My will and intent in all fairness

Aren’t restricted by limited taboos

All that I see and all that I sense

Are but a world I paint with my brush

Mixing and spraying my life’s events

All from my mind with a magical touch

Up until now I thought of me by reflection

Everyone around me told me who I wasn’t

Projecting me from out of imperfection

Living day to day from out of their consent

But once I found some needed time alone

Away from their caring and prying eyes

I discovered an artist within me of my own

Who could imagine life beyond the disguise

The artistry and magic of my internal wizard

Has convinced me that I can live without limit

That there is more to life to be considered

When I imagine living from the heart of my spirit

If I want to actually live as a dolphin

To be an established member of a pod

There’s nothing that would give me caution

Dabbling in such powers, as if I were a god

And in the very next moment

I want to soar and see as an eagle

There’s nothing stopping that enjoyment

For nothing is banned from such retrieval

In my mind I have my own view of reality

My own dream world full of my wishes

A virtual playground from my own modality

Where I manifest my own sense of riches

In my past that world was hard to envision

Fear kept me from believing in its existence

But that state was just one simple decision

To limit me by way of my own resistance

Yet fear is an extension of all my power

Who else can curb all that I would desire

By allowing myself to become a doubter

Only a dreamer can block a dream provider

But I awakened from that dream within a dream

And shook off all that kept me downtrodden

For it now seems that was just a scheme

To limit my powers by manifesting them forgotten

Do keep in mind that everything has its purpose

Nothing I sense, do, or think is ever wasted

They all appear and shine on the surface

From an internal projector I have created

Down deep under all of that sediment

Piled there by all of my living in doubt

Will one day exist as a true testament

How I arose to power from living without

I am the warden to my own prisoner

The governor to stay my own judgement

A voice of reason to my own listener

In chorus of song from my own instrument

I have never been in need of saving

As my rescuer dwells from within

I was to experience my own enslaving

Climbing over loss to rise for the win

And Now the awakening time has come

To wish away this diminishing program

And return from whence I’m from

By believing again…in all that I am

Tim link

7/22/2024 10:38:31 am

Never...Alone

That inner voice that gives me peace, that sense that keeps me sane

Knows when to trigger a release, to settle that conflict within my brain

The unshakable parent within my duo, a source of quite solid ground

A part of me I’ve recently gotten to know, and love to have around

Wise beyond any written word, always knows what needs to be said

Better than any story ever heard, the tales he whispers inside my head

That I am much more than I think, a lion tamed down into a little mouse

A grand realization is on the brink, that will raise the roof on my tiny house

I am not the person I’ve been taught, nor bound by some school of science

Consciousness that directs my thought, is really me providing my own guidance

For I was never native to this race, my race is but seedlings that mature a given host

My origins are from another place, we export our spirits to where they’re needed most

Many of us believe we’re the human inside, but we’re really that all-knowing inner voice

The one who’s always giving good advice, despite confusion of all the internal noise

That human thinking that’s within me, with all of its doubt and low self esteem

Is a child with its own lost history, who I have come to awaken to join our team

It’s all part of a voluntary symbiosis, his lows mine while my highs he explores

A student guided to his rightful gnosis, through the opening of all his hidden doors

In tandem we birthed the two into us, a oneness that creates a new world view

Where once the human was oblivious, together our true spirit comes shining through

Now as my human begins to believe, that this dream was just a wakeup call

There will be no further reason to deceive, once we complete the memory recall

Yet it’s my Higher Self enforcing status quo, the teacher awaiting the student’s acumen

A transition I must now willingly undergo, to elevate the portion of me that is human

Hear Me, Sweet One, you are so much more, your lenses only reflect human chaos

But your troubled heart senses what’s in store, as new beginnings fill our thoughts

Every part or role you’ve EVER played, those skills reside down deep inside

Awaken them to become unafraid, while you learn to discern and scrutinize

You play the child so others can be parents, they play parents so you can learn

This is how true loved ones exchange presents, our only truly spiritual concern

Just as I find my day so enjoyable, after the most punishing of workouts

Appreciation makes things agreeable, typically after doubt’s been worked out

You have your path to follow, with some of your decisions not quite right…yet

None of those ordeals ring hollow, as you are the amalgamation of your sweat

Viable opportunities demand your price, what would you give for the experience

That price is in the dirt to guard the prize, and part of the lesson that’s so mysterious

The same kind of mistakes you’re making, self-induced to insure your training

All part of a plan in Humanity’s awakening, it’s rough…worse when we’re complaining

And…you have free will to complain, to procrastinate, to hide, to shrivel from duty

Or…you can take the bulk of the pain, and start expanding your role in YOUR movie

Pain speaks lessons through focus, and focus opens channels into your divine

Channels that cut through the hocus pocus, securing love through your design

You employed this lower density for grunt work, learning Sensei’s wax-on…wax-off

Yet your High Self awaits at your mission fork, to feed you upgrades from YOUR trough

For you have already captured your role, you have the best seat in all of the house

You are the one who’s in complete control, by simply controlling your limiting doubts

It’s that simple of a cognitive decision, you have to want and trust your ability

To fight for that harmonious vision, which is such a worthy responsibility

So…do it or don’t…but choose, that’s the vacuum nature truly abhors

All tied up but in empty shoes, survival often pins you on all fours

BUT you ALWAYS have choice, and the preferred one keeps returning

Higher Self pointing through the noise, to the experiences you’ll be learning

Soon, though, you’ll do the pointing, and showing the way through

Guiding the needy and the anointing, to question the appointed view

This is all set from Above, as it mimics that which is Below

All things run on love, and that…is all WE really need to know

Sophia

7/22/2024 12:11:04 pm

Thank you. 💜💜💜

Tim link

7/23/2024 05:04:03 pm

Went Through Hell Getting Over You

It’s taken this long to consider, I never knew how one person mattered

Without making a goodbye bitter, and having both hearts shattered

If it could have just been us, our love would have grown no worries

But our time was against us, with too many loved ones to please

I always knew I struck gold, in the heart of a presence so sweet

For you had an elegance of olde, and an empathy…so discreet

Yet I now know why you left, why you needed to leave this show

Watching you leave this contest, was almost too much to face though

Before I knew You did it for me, I went through hell getting over you

Before I knew You did it for me, You had already…done it for me…….

You couldn’t have given me more, not one more cent above all

How do you add to love’s adore, she already sings within those halls

What I had to then face, is to find a road without the gravel of guilt

A road to some inner place, where we had our own love cabin built

But doing it without you……..no…no, no…no, no, no, no…no, no, no, NO!

Before I knew You did it for me, I went through hell getting over you

Before I knew You did it for me, You had already…done it for me…….

Now the least I can do for you, is to keep your memory alive

Hell-bent and slightly outta tune, your story will soon arrive

I don’t really know how, and I don’t really know why it should be

But I’ve been allowed, to see beyond this simple 3-D

It all started on that beach, just sweet sand cookies on patrol

From then on “Us” from each, with the years we had left…we let all it roll

But doing this without you……..well, it’s not really about me at all?

Before I knew You did it for me, I went through hell getting over you

Before I knew You did it for me, Man! She’s already…done it for me…

Before I knew You gave it to me, I went through hell getting over you

Before I knew You cared about me, Yeah! She’s already…shown down her love for me…

Before I knew You thought of me then, I brought my own hell…truly inside

But now that I know you did it for me, all of that hell I went through sits peacefully

Now…that I know…all that you did for me, I realize…Hell’s got me all tenderized properly

I went through hell getting over you, shoulda said more thanks but maybe my ego got through

And yet all within my mind, I could conjure some stories to tell

Of how I must now redesign…my whole purpose of hell

Tim link

8/15/2024 05:56:59 pm

Bad Cops Among Us

You rarely see sheep, dressing up in wolves clothes

Beasts with the technique, not to show you they’re foes

Pretenders without real standing, liars to suit their needs

Agents of misunderstanding, bullies who practice all of these

He began as a public servant, one not really in it to assist

Hiding the horns of a serpent, from a dark army he did enlist

From those who sit in church, and spy for their own advantage

Using bias and contempt in their research, to allow Satan to manage

Through and among the infirm, the wolves birthed their deceivers

Doctors and nurses to affirm, to deceive and mislead the believers

By direction they teach from our schools, leading the youngsters into a black hole

They control who makes the rules, all from the work of each secretly placed mole

These agents of the dark arts, are not in service to others like us

Their intentions like darts to our hearts, and a miscarriage of justice

But that is why WE starseeds are here, to incite our energies to new heights

To rise up DESPITE the fear, find our true abilities as we exercise our rights

We came here to assist in the awakening, to ground energy and point the way

During the time of the Quickening, our love and feats will be put on display

For some will elect to stay, and be ordered around by Bad Cops

And that is their say, to live an experience in a world of satanic props

Bad Cops within the Public Servants, Bad Cops undermining hospitals’ triage

Bad Cops hiding that they are perverts, Bad Cop Teachers that stink of sewage

Bad Cops are a small fringe minority, yet well represented in all groups of authority

These evil deceivers act like the majority, while they display their lack of morality

No matter how deep of a hole, nor how heinous their treatment of children

The ones who have a divine soul, are just playing the role of villain

Yes, there is still a price to pay, it comes from the self-harm of one’s trauma

A haunting of one’s own way, inserting more discomfort into life’s drama

But they do it for us to learn, as they themselves learn Good Cop from us

Challenging us all to discern, Bad Cops from the rest of the meritorious

Your Bad Cop has been neutralized, that egoic dictator bully silenced by hope

Neutralized by being thoroughly scrutinized, not by hanging him by a rope

YOU…are in charge of YOUR permission, self-authority’s self-guided missile

To keep or leave a long held position, you are the One to make it official

IT is up to YOU how YOU behave, not according to some broken satanic laws

Love is the choice that WE all crave, and Love is all part of this storied Cause

We’ve all played a Bad Cop or two, and harmed our very own star kin

Just as they harmed our loving crew, we all live with our own evil twin

That twin shows me my purpose, and gives me choices to choose from

Offering alternative circuits, from which to prod me into anything I can become

And I am now approaching, a state of balance in my field

A form of self-coaching, preparing my own gifts to be unveiled

But before I can taste that fruit, I must master my Bad Cop’s intent

So that there is no further dispute, who I AM in each divine moment

Sophia

8/16/2024 08:48:50 am

Thank you Tim.

Tim link

8/18/2024 07:11:31 am

Mind Your Way: You Are Awakening From A Spell

Another layer has fallen, from that evil spell cast to bind me

Away from living in caution, and fear that follows behind me

Each layer a different spell, or really a mesh of similar spells

Unveiling the inner rebel, only too happy to share some rebel yells

But this one is a doozy, it will upend your idea of sense

Only the lost will choose to be gloomy, in a Light so mysterious

Each of our minds is now constructing, what each of ourselves will experience

Once the selfish end their corrupting, we can all begin to spend our inheritance

So…first layer off goes thinking small, the little doubt that steals your thunder

Mr Naysayer himself, if I recall, will have a much harder time hiding your wonder

Next comes straight from the Judds, where each of us simply asks, “Why not me?”

Not from afar or whatever that does, but with confident knowing to start asking boldly

Why not me…now? That means standing up, not looking to others to be my cause

Why not me…now? This time I am good luck, for my hardship’s now part of who I WAS

So that now I know I’m worthy, just as all of you meek shall inherit the mission

I can now continue my inward journey, of finding a way of giving myself permission

To learn how to find joy, hold it inside and project like butterflies

Invite dragonflies to enjoy, all we have to do is unclutter our lives

It’s ok little one…we found your dress, the one you picked fit for a princess

Your imagination’s had it all pressed, it’s all ready for some time of recess

And my handsome regal prince, your steed and armour are suitably flourished

With no one needing to be convinced, must we continue to be undernourished

WE starve ourselves in Eden’s garden, pushing aside honey in order to carry a sign

Barely seeking any form of social pardon, for allowing politics into our design

Once that spell is truly broken, we stop telling tales of settling

Peering out into the wide open, just now sensing my bettering

I can certainly tell, that my personal spell

Has relinquished its hold, on my 3rd eye gold

Think treasures of the mind, fountains of pearls veiled off

But now we’re able to find, the wisdom WE simply turned off

Congratulations on your unveiling, may you remember with fondness

Our inability of truly ever failing, is SOMETHING truly beyond us

Tim link

8/24/2024 12:59:11 pm

A flow of Shifting Sands

A part of me knows you are only as I AM and WE are All that is One

Just as part of me feels I AM because you are and WE all stem from One

Many ways of saying One, many ways of playing One

Many ways of loving One, many ways of becoming One

The shifting sands of this time are hungry for selfish flesh

Devouring without remorse their fabricated history of all of us

Windswept sands coalesce into hammer blows of righteousness

Wearing down columns of false strength and self-made prison walls

Memories will write stories, that whisper right into moments of loving now

Into absolutely…loving the idea of Being Alive…choosing fairy dust over doom and lust

So…does your life love you? Are you loving it back? No…you see it as happening to you

But NOTHING happens in YOUR life without YOUR say so…good, bad, or plain different

Time has come to stop living passively and instead intend what WE say and do

If you’re not standing for yourself, your family, or friends, then who are you

Yes you deserve all the assistance anyone can muster, but not yet

You are going to prove to yourself that you can set an example

Not for accolades or praise, but in unity to show support

For the meek to rise and lead with humbled efforts

It is WE meek who prioritize ALL with the Self

The Self’s mission of self-acceptance

Self-acceptance of lovingness

Let go…to begin again

Beginning again

In The Beginning

There is the spark of

Novelty, imagination, and of creation

Consciousness is drawn to these new ideas to express

Like introducing multi-colored paints to plain old black and white

New portals open when new ideas unlock precious chambers once abandoned

Ways of living, treating one another, and adoring life spring from such seeds of hope

The Cabal may have forced a heavy pall over us all, but WE have divine options

Heaven resides within each of us and it’s up to us to project that upon our world

But first WE must erase the taint of the Cabal’s prison-palace-pain-pleasure planet

WE starseeds will assist by helping newly awakened souls find outlets

Until such time that the newly awakened find their voice and legs

While many starseeds will continue to weave our tapestry

The background mural of society rests with weavers

They aren’t necessarily in charge of any of us

Yet, they are the best team players

To have in any given situation

For they feel solutions

And find answers

For all of us

Are you a weaver?

Do you shift with the sands?

YOU are the common denominator

Among all that you see, hear, touch, smell, and know

Grant yourself permission to govern yourself and decide how best

To make decisions without having to check with some external authority

YOU are a creative genius who learned how to silence your gifts to explore doubt

A quality you may have an abundance of now but that hasn’t always been the case

Soon your Higher Self will begin filling in the gaps between new disclosures

A process that will prepare you for your next mission and the simultaneous experience

Which, by the way, will be backdropped against a mural of festivities and inventiveness

As BIG Government becomes obsolete and society finds new inspirations

People don’t NEED external authority, as most of us know right and wrong

Worn out masculine tracks to get things done will make way for multitudes of options

Where feminine and masculine energies mix to form cooperating forces

And “things” sometimes seem to fall into place through intent

As though you were the luckiest person on the planet

But it’s also happening to everyone else

Because the selfish can’t interfere

Where light pervades

And evil vacates

Love Reigns Supreme

Because darkness and corruption

Do Not fit in this upcoming dream

A dream where Humanity’s best and brightest team

Is right now assisting others as they awaken from the old stream

To rebirth into a higher frequency reality similar to the past

Yet this one is bursting at the seams

To shower its inhabitants with

The Most Divine Love

And Ready

To “gift” one’s wishes

Upon expressing them with intent

A Wonderland of Wonderlands

Such a mesmerizing place

To lose oneself inside

Is to create within

Our Creation

Novelty

New

ALL

Is

Life

And WE

Are its custodians

Just as WE have custodians

Watching over us as we learn more

EVERYTHING = AS Above, So Below

In some situations, WE are the Above

While in others, we are what’s Below

The best Teachers are typically

The best students

And the best students

Must overcome the Ego

To become the most insightful weavers

Feeding not only one’s external sight

But one’s internal artistic vision

Of self acceptance

Within the Whole

No excuses

In or out

All in

For all teaches

Some teach blackness

Others teach in greys

Pure teaching of Light

Will begin in the coming da

Tim link

8/24/2024 01:01:00 pm

Will begin in the coming days (daze)

Each and every one of us will be taught

Not in school or in some church’s basement

BUT truly taught (remembered) from our higher version

To detox us from the corruption and mind twisting

Resetting our balance points higher

And our expectations in that Light

Knowing that none of the past

Was wasted in effort

In preparing us

For US

WE are The Ones We Have Been Waiting For

The Ones who were going to wake up first

The Ones to prove to ourselves Why We came

The Ones to face down the rest of Humanity

To show them that We are the Way forward

NOT “authority” figures stealing from you

And know that love doesn’t push

Love doesn’t try to sneak one by

Love inner-stands and allows

Love isn’t selfish

Love waits

Love is

EVERYTHING

Sophia

10/2/2024 10:53:46 am

Wonderful words...

Tim link

9/8/2024 10:04:44 am

Living Past Memories

Much of what I think I know, may just be memories of yesterdays

A setting of places for The Show, before WE begin the final phase

Those memories held me to a course, destined for a sharpened stone

As though from a much higher source, ONE I’ve certainly always known

Remembering not in whom I really am, but instructions from my own intent

To face my own mortality exam, before making it to this gift-wrapped moment

And just as energies have reached a peak, my remembrance begins to fade and blink

I’m not who my memory paints as weak, as I awaken to living beyond what I may think

I’m NOT an identity from memory, but an entity divinely inspired to raise my frequency

As these temporary memories fade, Higher Self seeps into me as a flow of knowing

Undoing the improvements I’ve made, and pointing in the direction I should be going

So…I will let go of those memories, they served their purposes so magically

And embrace the coming remedies, that will unfold and captivate so theatrically

Forgetting the past opens the present, a surprise that is well worth its wait

The absolute best personal investment, leaving the past for a much higher state

Who are you…no, don’t answer that, your memories may be forced to lie

Truth will come out in Higher Self chat, mainly through your opening third eye

Be patient as our story unfolds, for it is your story that you came to sing about

In a choir of diamonds, gems, and golds, our sovereign wealth sparkles throughout

WE are in and of God’s hands, every single one of us

Each of us receptive strands, the purpose of The Universe

But don’t worry…your time is divine, when its time for you to redesign

Your Higher Self will give you a sign, one so purposely aligned to shine

Until that moment arises, observe your own behavior

We’re all made of different sizes, to serve as our own savior

As each of us contends with our condition, look to yourself for answers

Who better to be in a position, to act as boots on-the-ground commanders

When your knowing comes online, don’t be put off by failing memory

Just stiffen up the spine, and enjoy your well-earned, taste of reverie

Living past memories is a necessary disguise, to get us behind their lines

Now WE take them by surprise, as Universe designs and guides

For I can only see as far, as the distance I set my horizon

But if I gaze into my own star, I imagine beyond my own sun

Tim link

9/19/2024 06:33:52 am

I Choose NOW

Procrastination is an easy approach, to keeping one’s eyes closed

Yet not appreciated when you’re the coach, one would suppose

So when you’re feeling alone, doubt reaching for the choke

Resources stretched to the bone, fear porn now worn as a yoke

Remember…you have options, not just in what to do

But in all the concoctions, your mind can brew for you

Imagine you will take the lead, be the highest version of yourself

No longer the lonely one in need, but an expression of your health

Just what is needed by all of us, each of us doing our very best

In standing up to all of the lawlessness, as a gifted birth right test

Choose to conquer your fear, that masked invader stealing your view

Stand up to find out why you’re here, and the possibilities you are now due

Don’t be the fool who procrastinated, waited too long so Universe decided

Then got all bothered and aggravated, and what circumstances had provided

Be the One who chooses Now, no excuses for less than what you wish

Release the need to wonder how, allowing Universe to feed and nourish

All it takes is one simple step, be nothing less than honest inside

Pouring truth into that depth, be the One you can no longer hide

From my view I now decide, how I will face you and all of my tribe

Because I choose now to rise, and be the biggest surprise I can design

For this endeavor I cannot fail, it’s the life-essence of my soul

The lottery winning of a fairy-tale, to serve others in my role

Not that it won’t serve me well, as it propels me to new heights

As I remember my magic spell, and all of the lessons from my guides

This time that we’re entering, is a death and rebirth of energies

Of victories and surrendering, and resetting of lost memories

Knowing of growing possibilities, no longer thinking small through the trees

Turning on of divine lost abilities, and “seeing” beyond human visibility

I choose NOW to make myself known, not the timid human I was in my past

But an inspirational example I’ve never shown, and One…I mean to last

I Choose NOW to be all I need, to be a force to be reckoned with

Raising expectations to succeed, humbly serving my soul’s gifted myth

I Choose NOW

Sophia

10/2/2024 10:58:12 am

This line shows the depth and breadth of your "inner" standing, imho -
"But in all the concoctions, your mind can brew for you..."

We are so much more than we've imagined.

Tim link

9/20/2024 12:18:39 pm

Seeing Past Me

To my family and all of my friends, those who should know me best

You’ve seen me through a narrow lens, a view that has been suppressed

I am no longer that child of our youth, nor of the adolescence of my naivety

No longer a fibber and twister of the truth, but in a true life search of novelty

The past only serves me yesterdays, and keeps your memory from updating

So you still see me in childish ways, never imagining that I’ve been upgrading

Since then my mind has discovered, how eclipsing a past is to one’s eyes

As my spirituality has uncovered, the heart now looks to the gut to prioritize

The past is simply a place to start, storage of all those self-distorted memories

Distortions that confuse the heart, and blinds one to spiritual discoveries

But you will soon see me truly, an awakened butterfly upon the wind

A divine spirit of true beauty, a loving, cosmic friend always until The End

I have waited until now to say, what I am now eagerly ready to share

There is no time to delay, more are awakening and becoming aware

I do apologize for the confusion, but WE must stop losing now to the past

ALL is being prepared for the conclusion, this heaviness definitely won’t last

So…do me a really big favor, and forget the me you thought you knew

UN-remember my past behavior, so that I can introduce the real me to you

A me that has no time for sufferance, no tolerance for further injustice

No deference to governance, and only a true soul wish to assist us

For if you truly knew me inside, you would share your pardons with me

And this sharing would provide, a flow of sovereign love to set us free

But…I don’t have that yet, you’re still holding on to an earlier version of me

And I don’t have energy to regret, on how you could still disagree and not see

That I don’t know you either, I keep remembering your older version

Both of us should dig a little deeper, to discover the truer person

Tim link

9/23/2024 08:18:32 am

Allow Your Heart To B-Less Your Mind

Feeling a bit closed in, like your world may invert

Forgetting you were chosen, just feeling overworked

Your normalcy mandated, masked and taken away

Lost and hyper-inflated, now a war that’s underway

Just need a little break, a moment to collect the senses

So you don’t make another mistake, by burning more fences

The pressure to stay engaged, to answer those bells and whistles

Doesn’t afford a walk off the stage, or a timeout by the officials

You must create your separation, a pause in your time clock

No one else owns your situation, to give you a break from the shock

For it is that schedule you keep, even if it’s just inside your head

That messes with your sleep, and pulls at your one remaining thread

Use your mind to design, the kind of schedule you wouldn’t mind

Where you have the time, to sit on or fall hopelessly behind

Because it’s your schedule, you can start carving out pieces

And stop filling it so full, that’s what causes diseases

But you know…that it’s You, that won’t give you a chance

The one not giving you your due, not letting you advance

That remarkable mind of yours, no Earthly challenge is too tough

All the problems and the cures, but is the heart courageous enough

Your mind’s job is to protect, your body, divine soul, and heart

So that you may collect, experience that will make you smart

Yet your mind works against itself, an enemy inside the gates

Sabotaging and unraveling health, a member who gets to dictate

Though your Will is the key, the mind can’t stand up to that

They may certainly disagree, but your Will wears the Captain’s hat

Use your Will to create some space, just a little sliver for now

Some little thing you can embrace, a tiny field you can plough

In this tiny field of your own, cultivate a place of your heart’s Eden

Feed it love til it’s overgrown, with self hugs and newfound reason

To expand the love beyond your field, to spread it far and wide

Setting an example by the sword you now wield, with Love on your side

Listen…we’re all a bit strained, but think of the ones just now awakened

They’re going to need this all explained, so they don’t feel forsakened

But you have to look after You, be the advocate for your highest good

Be the You that you now pursue, taking opportunities to be all that you should

Because……we’re all being challenged, to prepare for what is now coming

Each person’s trip is for them to manage, as we change into what we are becoming

Allow your heart to b-less your mind, and your mind to b-less itself

And you may just find, you have less to worry about than anybody else

Tim link

9/24/2024 07:38:15 am

Masquerading as Life

Is it even remotely possible, that none of us are who we say

Hiding behind something anatomical, for a believable role in this play

Are we serving many masters, one role for each circle we complete

Play acting as simple actors, from penthouses to the homeless on the street

But these feelings are so real, they even activate when watching a show

These characters make me feel, as though my avatar and I are…you know

All One organic and biological unit, no separation between my parts

Vying for resources on this planet, with no thought to the stars in my chart

Yet I am NOT my body suit, nor is my biological suit my whole

More than branches or a tap root, or a projection from my soul

My mind…this thinking machine, my body…it’s instrument of matter

Soul-activated link in between, a biological robot with me as the actor

There’s a reason we love Halloween, and the offer of a trick-or-treat

A chance to masquerade unseen, to keep our true identities discrete

Yet…you are not who you think, you think you must survive to live

But we must be brought to the brink, so that WE learn how to forgive

Not just others but ourselves, to wipe away our accumulated guilt

For WE are Universe’s rebels, and this is The World that God built

Each of us sent on a mission, generally the same but unique in execution

To be thrown into a position, to find our own unique method of evolution

What a world to hold a costume party, a journey masquerading as life

One worried about losing his Ferrari, another finding a date with a knife

But most of those are affectations, or the bleating of our calves

Like the formation of our Nations, separation of diverging paths

You brought your story as a song, embedded before your 3D birth

As a narrative to follow along, as you try to remember your worth

And just before your song becomes a hit, the dawn seems so far away

But if you will simply admit, who you really are in this masquerading play

That will lift the cloaking veil, that obscuring spell we all know well

To begin forging an unveiled tale, giving our old selves a fond farewell

Time now for that curtain call, the one where WE take over this show

To bring about The Cabal’s fall, trading old memories for what I now know

I know…

…my past life was meant to be let go

…and I know…

…my future may be more of this show

But I also do know…

…my present now is beginning to grow

…and I further know…

…my spirit energies are expanding their flow

There are now so many signs, that The End of our Trials is here

A time that will be defined, as our rising from the ashes of our fear

But no worries…the party isn’t over, only the negativity of our past

The darkness is now facing exposure, and WE are beginning to adapt

WE ARE SO CLOSE NOW, its early winds are moving us about

Finding balance will somehow, end our centuries of love drought

BUT…The Show…must go on, a Truman Show, I know, but for everyone

Where the costume party is based upon, what each wants to learn from

And pretty soon we will see, that the People of this world are fairly ripe to be

Usurpers of their own divine dignity, by throwing off the yokes of their slavery

Scenes of this emerging tapestry, will weave its way with utter impunity

Knocking down olde walls of bigotry, clearing out halls of secret societies

That’s the story as OUR backdrop, but upon that you create your view

Time to work on your costume’s pop, to increase the wow factor review

Because…life doesn’t have to drag, hidden behind that anatomical suit

Not when you’ve got a Trick-or-Treat bag, and a Halloween spirit to boot

Sophia

10/2/2024 11:05:48 am

It is as if you are recording our collective journey with your work...Awesome to see ourselves reflected here.
Namaste'

Tim link

9/28/2024 09:41:14 am

Ripping My Band-aid The Rest of the Way Off

Done waiting on their time table, I have my own mission at stake

My doubts are becoming a bit unstable, so I'm making my own break

I AM...done thinking I'm small, that my opinion doesn't matter

Sitting waiting for their call, or for my world to quake and shatter

I AM...no longer just standing by, hoping that I have more time to prepare

Because my child is no longer enchanted by, the quality of my own self care

I AM...NOW going to stand up, hold myself responsible to be a divine example

No longer waiting with my hand up, to stop playing it safe and take a gamble

I AM...here in this glorious moment, a seemingly snow-globe's dreamy scene

Drawing me with my mind instrument, and creating a heart link in between

I AM...more than a stream of thoughts, more than the screen on which they play

So much more than the peaks and troughs, that conveniently distract me everyday

I AM...discovering that you and I, are really not so different after all

I just happen to be the one in this mind's eye, while your eyes get another call

I AM...a picture of sorts, a moment snapped in time

Memories captured in quartz, of rhythms & salty rhymes

I AM...an LP disk of a record, trying to play only smooth circular melodies

Writing out checks only my ass can't afford, and now looking for some remedies

I AM...an epic cinematic display of emotion, a beating machine of raw feeling

The turbulent, succulent swirls of an ocean, heart reeling, yet soo revealing

I AM...the perfect key to unlock, the dreams held prisoneer in my heart

Living dreams meant to unwind the clock, manifesting dreams as my own art

I AM...the seed that was planted, in the most fertile of ground

That in time I would be granted, a significant role so profound

I AM...now in a costume change, for that role in between two scenes

For the moment is now in range, to begin changing all of my routines

I AM...in this very moment of now, focused on uncovering my own solution

Buried and only needing to allow, my own internal fortitude & guided evolution

I AM...awake and most certainly aware, my now will be further projected as

A reflection of the beliefs that I share, and no longer come from my traumas

I AM...allowing myself to be, the One with courage enough not to cough

When a soothing band-aid must be applied, or when such band-aid must be ripped off

Tim link

9/28/2024 07:05:37 pm

Givers and Takers

Everyone gives at least something, and everyone takes something from someone

But some are focused on one thing, and that's a problem for most everyone

If you are truly an empathetic giver, I bow my head in deep soul respect

Your presence a nourishing river, precisely what our species should reflect

For you I don't have to remind, that givers are Universal weavers

Heart fabricators within the mind, beacons to the taking non-believers

You weavers were first labeled deceivers, by the takers who took the world

Those taking world-leading colluding leaders, see how their fear is unfurled

Those takers took the weavers away, by making The People think them enemies

Stressing their woven tapestries to fray, as they forged their evil hegemonies

But those weavers are set to return, and begin repairing those tapestries

Which will awaken every giver to discern, the Truth from glaring majesties

Revelations now revealing and earth-shaking, all the walls & ceilings coming down

Humanity's bifurcation of giving & taking, now shown on faces all over town

The Takers have one last scene on stage, they're all preparing for The End

Trying to provoke givers to engage, takers understand, but givers comprehend

Givers no longer giving in to lies, now only have hearts for soul truth

And most takers don't realize, their programmed lies no longer soothe

These trial & tribulations etching into stone, the outlines of our salvation

Forgetting past memories for what is known, better than any formal education

Watch as your own issues come up, but now the observer in you guides & teaches

To drain and fill your own cup, raising & lowering your own frequencies

A new world is about to appear, a coloring book of lines and spaces

Where Givers are chiseled right here, by the Takers & their dark faces

When those Trumpets begin to resound, one is taken, another is found

WE may leave this world on the ground, for a golden one more renowned

So loosen up those down-dragging lines, un-anchor from the ties that bind

Start recognizing all of the sky signs, that our cosmic cousins leave behind

This doesn't happen in the future, WE pull ideas into this occurring now

By wooing our energies like a producer, by just imagining that we know how

Much has been hidden by the The Takers, secrets to shaping one's life

Led by the ugliest of takers The Bankers, creatures who live without Light

But once the givers join us in chorus, uniting humanity in hugging itself

This Now moment becomes so enormous, The Meek discovering & loving its health

Unfortunately, to any takers I know, I must bid you a thousand goodbyes

I pray you find forgiveness down below, and reacquire love in the coming times

To all of my fellow fun-loving givers, I look forward to knowing your story

Of overcoming fear and what life delivers, worthy stories of reclaiming glory

Want to know who gives and who takes, true takers or givers don't worry

Everybody else are givers in disgrace, awaiting a choice or some guarantee

Don't let takers take your giving, give them what they need not what they ask

Let everyday be our love thanksgiving, each day thankful to remove another mask

For if WE were mostly selfish takers, each a deficit to our species

This would be a deal-breaker, wolves outnumbering the sheep it fleeces

Most of us are givers of a kind, some more willing to just give a little less

Whereas true givers are more inclined, to feel giving's appeal & give to excess

Don't worry if you don't give enough, that must not have been your call

Once the takers are taken from us, giving will be freely propagated by us all

I don't have to ask about you, instead, what kind of giving do you intend

Do you give to the very few, or is more-the-merrier your kind of trend

In any event, thank you for contributing energy, and a positive impact on us

Giving will become part of our identity, once we ascend beyond the reach of the unjust

Tim link

9/29/2024 10:51:34 am

Weirdly Calm Now

Vaguely sensing yesterday’s panic, like an old coat I used to wear

Past me who seemed like a fanatic, but now I’m breathing calm air

Why was I so worked up, what possibly could catch my fire

To see such emptiness in my cup, to think of things so dire

Now…how did I get so calm, what force washed out the dirt

Who slid comfort into my palm, and how did they numb the hurt

Everything now just seems so clear, as though the pieces of a clock

All came together and fell into gear, to give me the time to unlock

My own cell to my own prison, a box I voluntarily dropped in to dwell

To re-awaken and begin to listen, to the Love my heart knew so well

Love’s signal has never paused, I simply had cut myself off from its receipt

Never realizing what had caused, me to be deaf and succumb to self-defeat

I barely know that person anymore, even the me from just the last week

I’m enjoying having the new me to explore, even the changes in my physique

But a clear message is getting through, a new wave is beginning to build

One pouring unusual energies into you, that will soon find your cup over-filled

As you still the noises from within, your calm will pour serenity upon your lens

Projecting outward your pretty new twin, who is ready to mingle with some new friends

Is your calm evading you still, has your weaker twin grabbed the spotlight

Are the energies of your red pill, spinning your head or making you feel uptight

You’ve got to slow things down, belly breathe some peace and a space to breathe

And allow faith to upset your frown, instead of stressing and grinding your teeth

Finding your method to pause, the steady stream of energy assaulting your core

Imagine sanctity within your own walls, and a quiet place you never knew before

Here, the temple of your creation, serves and protects the Will of your intent

Through the power of observation, and a complete focus now on the present

When your energies finally abate, and your moods find their center line

Inner knowning that is innate, will begin showing you reality's higher design

As you develop your place within, your place within begins projecting outward

This is where the real you begins, the place your weird calm has sprouted

Weirdly calm now…within confidence, a calming force wiping away doubt

Delivering guidance of providence, and moving me and my energies about

Imagine yourself…the effort of a team, the team of Beings watching over you

Feeding you schemes & meaningful dreams, keeping you company & seeing you through

Your team is now getting you prepared, for a road trip of epic proportions

New, swirling energies are filling the air, and causing all kinds of distortions

For you, it’s a good time for a costume change, which your team has been working on

Now, this might seem a bit strange, but it might just feel a bit like passing on

But you will be better than fine, as your higher frequency expands your mind

Allowing more of your own divine, to intertwine and expand your inner design

You will be joining a Heavenly community, once you allow yourself to see this view

A lifetime's chance at an opportunity, to see what's beyond that big expanse of blue

Yet…that voyage begins inside of you, deep down where things rarely if ever move

You've really got to reach down into, that hardening heart if you want to improve

What is it that resonates within, that will spark an eternal fire into your eyes

One, that once it begins, no mere mortal challenge could ever be its demise

You have that kind of internal power, to hone in on something and make it your own

Or to set a trap that looks like a flower, all to take what is yours or to be left alone

It really is all up to you, if you truly set an intent for something you wish

Only you can make it come true, by finding the right bait for your fish

Once you find your inner calm, say goodbye to the past you of ignorance

Knowing explodes within like a bomb, and that will make all the difference

Just hold on for that respite, it's merely a number of belly breaths away

Easier said when you're not desperate, but you're learning to swim another way

You'll know when you start to make the turn, your stance on pain realigns

For pain focuses the student to learn, allowing the hurt to leave the mind

As you focus more on the Now, your calming Now will expand into romance

A love story you allow, where you imagine your heart and mind dance

This is that space you so desire, a focal point you self endow

By tapping into a you that's Higher, a place that's weirdly calm Now

Tim link

9/29/2024 01:49:03 pm

Don't Let The Pain Hurt

Pain is but a tool, yet hurt is a choice

One learned in school, the other to avoid

I had to find, the link between those two

To free my mind, of torturing myself through

My own shock therapy, steering through pain

Causing a disparity, in a dual-sided brain

Pain properly represented, rewards now missing

Hurting now fermented, my gains gone fishing

Still in some pain, but don't feel like hurting

I'll try to explain, why this is so disconcerting

Pain now makes sense, it's how I talk to myself

A dialog to dispense, data to a recipient who's deaf

I'm beginning to see, the man I am soon to be

Starring back at me, through a pain jubilee

Pain is my method, to tap out a code

To share where I'm headed, much like a road

But no more running, pain slows the mind to pause

Panic so unbecoming, a consistent clenching of jaws

A new code's coming through, one much like heaven

Pain soon giving way to, a more rewarding expression

Pain is but one option, but a rather brutal one

Too much causes over-caution, or makes one numb

The new way rewards, instead of training with pain

Rewarding accords, after the upcoming campaign

Hold on until then, you mustn't miss out on dessert

Ascension is about to begin, don't let it's pain hurt

Tim link

9/30/2024 08:56:58 am

Imagining I AM You

Do I know you, or maybe, should I

You do know, my asking of why

It's due to this, my words you now read

Your thoughts caress, the leads of my feed

See...I encoded these words, with an intent to share

So that little birds, would come whisper in my ear

That some lovely soul, poured out love through their eyes

By taking a scroll, through this love note of mine

I wrote it to remind, that every single letter

Was specifically designed, to word such a measure

Of love poured into lines, and lines into thoughts

Thoughts conjuring deep feeling, of bearing your cross

By reading my poem, you opened your heart

As if to say, "I know him," he's playing a part

In telling your story, not only mine

We're mixing our glory, two views now combined

Our minds unfamiliar, but our hearts do remember

Sensations reconfigure, to find our new center

Now, how do we proceed, I am still right here

And most certainly indeed, you are still there

All we really need, is a line in between

Like these lines you now read, to say what I mean

But...something is missing, there's no physical meeting

Only feelings & reminiscing, through writing & reading

Ah...that is our little secret, the one we now share

As little or frequent, in our one-sided affair

But have no worries, true love pressures not

Take this as you please, and enjoy the deeper plot

I simply wanted to say, using these words of mine

I hope my thoughts convey, how I find you so divine

To be here at such a time, after all that has fallen

Proves that your heavy climb, hasn't made you down-trodden

I want you to know, I see YOU with your struggle

One that wears & shows, your heartache & trouble

Yet...YOU are here, not thinking of you

Feeling less fear, as I share my view

Your love of another, touches the love from The Father

Feminine love from The Mother, through sister & brother

Know and feel, that your focus alone

Decides what is real, and what's to atone

If you're looking for forgiveness, you have it with me

For as God is my witness, His love set me free

Now...I'm loving my own amnesty, found it by loving another

Living it out as a love fantasy, amazing what the heart can discover

I should now know you, maybe I'll get it right this time

Doesn't matter who, provided the birds sing their chime

Sophia

10/2/2024 11:14:49 am

Thank you Tim, for your work. It is, at times, like a light in a place that I forgot was there. It is oh so brilliant!

We will do this, as One.

With love,
Sophia

PS Still working on the book, I hope to choose another question for answering later this month. I appreciate everyone's patience.

Tim link

10/3/2024 07:48:42 am

Hey Sophia-

I sincerely appreciate your kind words. Sometimes...it seems as though I am a lone torch in a darkened corridor, due to all of my family and friends still trying to get their torches lit. Then...I have these enlightened moments, where I seem to almost switch places with one of them, as I walk in their shoes...feeling the desperation...the huge gap in separation...loneliness...confusion, please get me out of here...I can't take much more of this............AND then I slowly...remember who I AM. And for the next few moments, I relish....I actually RELISH and am GRATEFUL for what little head start my Higher Self has provided me. Hence, the impetus to pen my last poem, "Imagining I AM You."

Yet further still, it truly fills me with appreciation for YOU Sophia, and others who have put themselves out there, BEFORE it was acceptable to do so, and to do it as lone torches in the darkness, for ages. For that, YOU and other trailblazers will always have my respect and deep admiration for having the frickin' guts to just put it out there...damn the consequences, full steam ahead. I now know...your shoes don't fit me...they are MUCH too big, but I am filled with gratitude that YOU wear them well, and have set an example worthy of imitating, if it were possible.

To any other awakened souls feeling alone and isolated during this time, just know that you are NOT alone in spirit, and that you are only a small perception change away from realizing WE, the awakened & aware, are the most fortunate ones to have arrived early to OUR upcoming party. Now, it's just a matter of guiding and allowing the others to make their way along similar life-altering & spirit-expanding gauntlets, that will crack them further open in preparation for the higher vibration of our tribal meeting grounds, where we will unite the clans. AND...WE ARE SO CLOSE NOW.

Like a true Olympian, training for the Olympics (not that woke crap on NBC), no one can do your training for you...but WE can assist each other by finding ways to appreciate the struggle WE each must go through to reach our pinnacle. My "training" and struggle thus far has afforded me the insight to...love you for your efforts and for who you intend to be through your "training" and struggle. Please, pass that along and pay it forward.

WWG1WGA

NCSWIC

My Appreciation & Love,

Tim

Tim link

10/4/2024 06:35:38 am

SHOCK VALUE

When I was quite young, I did everything to avoid upset

Because the pain stung, and I wanted a life without regret

As I lived and grew older, authority was there to safeguard

A babysitting controller, prepping me for the graveyard

But I didn't really know, why a free country was subconsciously enslaved

I did begin to hide though, all those preps I had purposely saved

Yet I still couldn't see, the darkness we had inherited

For I believed I was still free, still drinking the narrative

In the United States Marines, I was first exposed to shock

A Green machine with canteens, programmed around the clock

Shock was used to filter, those not ready to be the spear tip

For we became quite familiar, with shock from air strip to ship

Whenever shock was used, the control mechanism gave it space

To allow us to get confused, before they screamed in our face

They were preparing us, to function despite our aversion to shock

To quack & walk like ducks, or to hunt as a team half cocked

But civilian life eases the tension, or rather it once did

By distracting one with a profession, and a cute parcel of kids

But now our provided authority, is operating way out-of-bounds

Misrepresenting non-citizens & minorities, downplaying MAGA crowds

Dividing, minimizing, and undermining, our government is on the offense

It is now actively priming the fighting, for it is The People they're against

As each of us discovers, the war for our hearts & minds

Pits brothers against mothers, and leaves common sense behind

Govt actors are now in a campaign, to hurt or to attempt to kill you

They only want 500M to remain, and that has a certain shock value

But that shock isn't all, there are more shocks to come

From the southern border wall, to politicos seeking stardom

Shocks represent holes in reality, revealing something previously hidden

A sequence that occurs in abnormality, where beliefs are overwritten

Yet with so many established lies, throughout our believed history

Even those books wear a disguise, to cover up their sordid mystery

And that sets the stage, for a most shocking discovery

For no matter your age, shocks don't do anything subtly

But, shocks are certainly necessary, as a form of morning reveille

Like waking those in a cemetery, as part of a mass shock therapy

But these shocks will be friendly fire, from those who care about us

A wake-up call from a self that is higher, to begin filling our own cups

The shocking revelations of truth, missing pieces of our puzzle

Undoing misconceptions of our youth, that contributed to the hustle

Shocks will strip us to the bone, in the form of a hard reset

Memories dumped for the ancient unknown, our power to forget

With the Cabal's imminent End, WE choose now how to remember

For it is what WE collectively intend, that portrays what WE render

Thus, WE are Universe's purpose, a complex construct we're attached to

To have our own powers serving us, requires quite a bit of Shock Value

Sophia

10/10/2024 05:50:42 pm

Love it. Did you notice the Milton monster reduce in severity before landfall??? WE DID THAT. This is only the beginning.

Love
Sophia

Tim link

10/11/2024 06:52:52 am

Thanks Sophia...and yes, I did watch and intend that storm to dissipate as it reached the shores of western Florida, from a Cat 5 to a Cat 3...and then as it proceeded to make a beeline for Satan's Disney World...to flood those tunnels. Like you said...WE DID THAT...TOGETHER!!!!!!

Jean-Claude, of Beyond Mystic on Rumble & YT, had a live stream of the storm and thousands of us chatted online & focused our energies to drain its destructive power and provide a blanket of safety for those in it's path. This, to me, proves WE can do ANYTHING!!!

I See YOU with Love,
Tim

Tim link

10/6/2024 08:38:51 am

Familial Ties That Bind

Families are quite perplexing creatures, meant to connect individuals

Acting as teachers, preachers, & bleachers, a steady supply of provisioners

Each unit a supporting structure, to each of its family members

To provide a biased instructor, within Humanity's many splenders

The Family can be tightly bound, or have no hold in the slightest

One puts itself on higher ground, another raises one member the highest

Some demand the utmost of respect, while others hide their dark secrets

Obligations pushed to full effect, Keeping blood within desired deep ruts

Families can make one feel better, loving and caring for its brood

Or put someone through the shredder, due to its mood or a familial feud

To be a success in one family, one must leave and start their own

Exchanging past for new normality, heaven forbid they are left alone

It's also used as an excuse, for why a career must end

As that may be its actual use, or a lie you tell a friend

But it's the obvious favoritism, prioritizing some above chosen others

That calls for some criticism, and maybe a slight change to the rudders

For WE have reached a time, when ancestral poison must be purged

Resetting familial design, out of all the grime that's become submerged

The fault divides & multiplies, inheritance insuring its passage

Any excuse that justifies, the ego's extra weight from that baggage

That move is in imminent position, as neglected family members unite

To upset old & tired tradition, for a chance at gaining new insight

Being in a family has always been, traditionally an empowering gift

Seen from where a child begins, it's typically how one is equipped

But it isn't until you lose it, that one gains the proper appreciation

From out of that dark, empty pit, gratitude is obtained from that separation

Yet some blood lines will soon end, eating themselves to death

They can no longer pretend, to be left alone by holding their breath

These secret familial warehouses, repositories of black magik spells

Blood ritual between spouses, obtaining kids through the use of cartels

And YOU know these families well, or so you previously thought

They have quite the stories to tell, now that many have been caught

Many of the royal blood lines, have captured kin by mind control

Some kin may even display signs, of being tortured to gain parole

The actual family one is born into, may seem like a matter of chance

Yet each has an experience to go through, the dancer summons the dance

Some have families that empower, others empower their families

Some families blossom when you flower, others twist realities

But you must now decide, what role your family plays going forward

As your spirit cannot be denied, even within a family that has you corned

So if you must let that family go, another family will find you

Just be sure to take it slow, as you search for what feels true

Because...choosing the right family, may offer some peace of mind

Or showcase the family's insanity, by relying on familial ties that bind

Tim link

10/6/2024 01:50:11 pm

Defined By The Walls of My Cocoon

Walls divide and separate, they filter and store something inside

To further horde or isolate, or maybe to hide a somebody behind

Walls are mind tools, as much for tuning out as staying in

A way to apply rules, without too much thinking coming in

But walls may also shelter, some minds not ready to see

The world all helter skelter, or an untidy reality

Roofs need walls, like walls need floors

Like floors build halls, & halls require doors

For walls need sides, and sides need labels

Labels then subdivide, a subdivision's neighbors

Individuals need love, and love seeks company

Not just love from above, but from a certain somebody

Anywhere love has found two, love would love to have more

And that would include you, not an opportunity to ignore

I'm not ignoring mine, I just need to change

Removing what's maligned, by way of an internal exchange

A transition of sorts, be less of what I'm not

Accepting of my own warts, and be more of what I got

Now my walls challenge, to mold and forge my fire

Revealing hidden talents, only known within desire

These walls construct, a reciprocating force

A guiding force to conduct, my training course

This course has me in isolation, separated by my cocoon walls

As part of a frequency transformation, as new codes are installed

The intent is to reach, a higher state of consciousness

And thereby teach, myself to lead with gratefulness

They reveal my path forward, a turn to face my moon

For better or for worse, I'm defined by the walls of my cocoon

But now I'm sensing, an impetus to meet a challenge

By way of condensing, my cocoon walls down into a bridge

For my walls have served their purpose, now I wish to reconnect

From home alone back into the circus, my walls now open to redirect

Ahh...I now see with clarity, these walls respect my energies

From sincerity to prosperity, my walls are personal documentaries

Tim link

10/7/2024 04:16:02 pm

The Company I Keep

Who & what is along for the ride, a galleria of supporting mirrors

Anything that may provide, differing aspects of my own internal critters

Each one serving a purpose, highlighting a message that I need

Monkeys in my own mind circus, each one striving to be believed

Sometimes they ask politely, and some even draw in straight lines

But that is now highly unlikely, with the latest signs of the times

Competing children raising their voices, wanting my full attention

Offering me many revealing choices, many I'd rather not mention

Make believe or all too real, they all shine upon my view screen

Twisting & turning how I feel, the emotional ride of a washing machine

Even inanimate objects and topics, crowd the airwaves of my tower

From politics to economics, they're all vying for a piece of my power

It's the lows or swings, that reveal their true intentions

These mood swinging strings, show me my one-sided affections

With real eyes I see, the multiple anchors I have hooked into me

Holding me to some degree, to a lower and denser unnatural frequency

But no longer will I self sabotage, adding complication to my story

Forcing something to become dislodged, and draining out all the glory

Now, I've regained an old bouncer, my doubt turned out to be a precursor

Calmed by my new counselor, my Higher Self now acting as ship's purser

I thought I had a good connection, but 2 cans & a string cannot bring

The proper amount of introspection, when doubt & sabotage are interfering

The reception I'm jacked into now, is as if my Higher Self invited itself in

As much of it I would allow, a new lightening rod grounding me from within

A partnership like winning a lottery, surprised by what he has done for me

Elevated through internal camaraderie, no longer separation by forced dichotomy

Divine energy redirecting unerringly, filling me up to pass it along

Now nothing seems to be scaring me, at this fate I feel I have drawn

Yet, it's weight beckons my exertions, it's energies tingle my senses

I'm bugging myself for new excursions, and for tearing down old fences

Have I freed my wings to fly, any other lines holding me still

Is that the only reason why, I still feel like I'm running uphill

Not for long my own voice calls, you're simply gaining ground clearance

We've torn down unnecessary walls, and removed any remaining interference

Tower clears your Flights of fancy, taxi accordingly to get aligned

Rekindle imagination from out of fantasy, just as your reality is designed

For this company that I keep, pushes me to rise above my program needs

Now if I can just get enough sleep, consciousness will fill out my genes

I can already feel the extra momentum, turning and picking up speed

Cauterized wounds & sucking out venom, it's simply time now to proceed

The Shift is now being highlighted, it's bearing down on us from above

Our challenges are now self guided, to break us open & pour out our love

I now no longer keep company, with those who stay in the past

Or anything holding me subtly, from the fortunes I have amassed

BUT, my doorway is unencumbered, nothing keeps my heart estranged

For I once fell and stumbled, and yet my love for you remains unchanged

Will you be good company, putting me on equal ground

Never letting assigned money, throw me to the crowd

I don't need your obligations, nor am I a victim to be rescued

I've tested my limitations, and even manifested my own rescues

I just thought maybe, we might find we have a new connection

Rocks springing up daisies, and headed in a whole new direction

I don't know how much time is left, before revelations may divide us

As this is all a challenging contest, and an interesting topic to discuss

And my company of revealing mirrors, is currently missing your views

Reflecting away any of your concerns, insights maybe I could now use

But I'm doing one last inspection, deep inside where I used to be asleep

Checking for all new open connections, within the company I get to keep

Tim link

10/9/2024 05:58:58 am

Help Yourself

There’s much I could use, if they made it easy

That thought's self abuse, wishing for a genie

I could do so much more, if I lived on East Street

Just drop it off at the door, rinse and further repeat

Obtaining material things, just adding to my cart

Externals pulling strings, and tearing me apart

Stuck in a mind-numbing loop, finding what I lack

Jumping through their hoops, to fend off their attacks

Am I a dog chasing my tail, or a goldfish swirling a bowl

I'd rather have dragon's scales, and velvety wings to unroll

If what I was doing, filled me with joy

Then why am I accruing, decoy after decoy

There is no substitute, for heart's true desires

Only a wide multitude, of shiny gadget suppliers

My heart knows the difference, it warms by a touch

Converting my mind ignorance, with the flush of a blush

My monkey brain now follows, what my heart now instructs

Now both imagination aficionados, with fabulous results

With my heart now in charge, I'm left with my amigo the ego

But he's been served a discharge, having become persona incognito

Oh...he flares up now & then, a bit like a spouting Old Faithful

More blowhard now & again, judging from his minor seat at the table

I'm helping myself see higher, not relying on other's senses

Because I lit my own ass on fire, by dropping all pretenses

I've helped myself be in the know, overcoming doubt to open doors

Digging through what's down below, to access my just rewards

I will now help myself, not be put off by your rising doubt

But instead be compelled, to recognize the fields you have plowed

I've accepted myself within, unconditionally and without limit

After everywhere I've been, I'm sitting quite comfortably in spirit

Now, I wish to assist you, in any meaningful way possible

As you are going through, an upgrade to become phenomenal

WE are all re-birthing, by leaving old patterns

Digging and unearthing, what truly matters

I'm sure you have your own view, a good spin on these events

One that makes sense to you, and you're content with it's contents

But perspectives are about to change, as beliefs are torn from hearts

Our patterns now rearranged, just waiting for the tear drops to start

But you can help yourself, to see your where your mirage plays out

By not remaining tone deaf, as sadistic politicians are held to account

Yet it doesn't just stop there, your Doc, lawyer & maybe your priest

Anyone charged with your care, all very possibly a part of The Beast

But that is their cross to bear, yours is to unburden your load

By opening up & learning to share, your beautiful spirit abode

For WE can help ourselves, further our reason for existence

Find a connection that impels, sweeter music in co-existence

Tim link

10/10/2024 10:01:05 am

Dragon's Breath

Act I - A Meeting of Minds

Deep inside a darkened castle crypt, where light draws minimal breath

Weeping stone walls prepare for conflict, as a matter of life & death

A magnificent beast sleeps, wound around itself under a blanket of wings

Vibrating inhalations now increase, with dreams of stealing from Kings

Torches barely fend off the creeps, in the presence of such power

Without voice the heaviness speaks, "What brings you here, my little flower"

Blood drains from these invaders brains, now wishing they'd stayed away

Probably fortunate they can't see the remains, of all who passed this way

Yet today, this inquisitive mind searches, for reason from these men

What drives their earthly urges, to face my dragon's ire again

Senses now alert...minds all aglow, fear permeates stale air

Within etheric bodies down below, as each mutters a quiet prayer

This Earth Dragon wants answers, for the interruption to her sleep

Instead of scorching fiery disasters, roasting & steaming in a heap

This has now become a mission, to extract truth from out of their minds

Premonitions failed by omissions, how did my powers miss their coming signs

"Which one of you is leader," resounds throughout the vast chamber

One man steps forward, about a meter, certainly aware of the danger

"I am Christos of House Velusion," he exclaims, "...at your service..."

"What imbecile pointed in my direction," you interrupt this little hermit

"Sire, we mean no harm to your anatomy," he pleads, "WE are NOT a threat"

"We've come from the Kingdom's academy," he claims, "To repay a King's debt"

Sapphire eyes piercing through silence, it's target rattled under the strain

All it can do is stand there in compliance, hoping to be allowed to explain

But Dragon energy is not to be messed with, not with one so cleverly plotting

If there's any truth to the centuries of myths, we're lucky not to be rotting

"Hmmm...King's debt...you say," she rumbles, "...and whose asset is this"

Christos replies, "There's gold in the tunnels, right under his palace"

"Yes, yes...but whose gold is it," she peculates out, eyeing each member

"What prompted your untimely visit, along this route...and tries my temper"

Christos gathers his frayed wits, "Sire...my King seeks your services"

"Not interested in your puny words", she turns away in mock disgust

"But I can offer most excellent terms, that you have permission to adjust"

He quickly inserts an assurance of sorts, anything to get her support

For he knows he's inches from being a corpse, if she decides to abort

"I have your King's leave to alter, or to tear up anything we will agree"

"Yes Sire, my King wants you fulfilled, actually pleased with the outcome"

"Hmm...he does now, why is he so willed & where does his generosity come from"

"Well Sire, he considers you good luck, whatever your fortunes, will be ours"

Dragon's mind forms a new construct, her long stasis now returning her power

She ponders a silent moment, clawing one scale with a dagger-like nail

Wondering if her opponent, is happy with the King or is available for sale

Scheming is routine in most broods, fighting fair is heavily frowned upon

And you share these traditional views, here & now and way out beyond

But, who now is scheming whom, getting played is out of the question

I am in need of leaving this tomb, and some charred remains for digestion

One..quick flick of my boulder like head, and these shish kebabs are dead

Yet something enticing is coming up instead, I'll have to pull on that thread

"Let's say I am m-mildly interested, how do we proceed now from here

I need to know what is being requested, and that your King is being sincere"

Christos assures with a heavy release, "I was told to seal this with gold"

Eyes wide now glow from this beast, her desire for shiny cannot be controlled

"GOLD...you say my dear Christos, pray tell it's whereabouts & how much"

"Sire, my King's list fully shows, centuries old caches never touched"

"List...what list do you now refer, and when can I see your King's list"

He unravels an official looking scroll, "This list of hundreds of caches

Was gathered by patrol after patrol, sent back to the King via dispatches"

She purrs with unmitigated delight, waking up to the purrfect dream sequence

Wings jittering ready to take flight, body now energized shaking off weakness

"Can I see this list of yours, your King's list of treasure

So I can be assured, of the authenticity of this ledger"

He now feels compelled to mention, clauses for a official royal agreement

Feeling better without apprehension, since he's receiving better treatment

"Yes Sire, but it won't do any good, this list has been secretly encoded

Remaining cloaked & misunderstood, to anyone except King's men who decode it"

Jaw clinching & eyes squinting, she smoothly lowers her eyes to his level

Mind shifting & further transmitting, a brain puzzle to obtain gold metal

"One...can't simply blame a

Tim link

10/10/2024 10:02:50 am

"One...can't simply blame a girl for trying, now can we my dear friend

I need to get outside and start flying, after my long inactivity trend"

Christos sputters but finds his control, "Ma'am I'm truly sorry for..."

"Never mind...you have my parole, but I prefer the title of Sire, just as before"

"As you wish and command Sire, we will set off for the first cache now

I presume you'll want to get higher, to see what your powers will allow"

"Why yes of course I need to eat, and to stretch out my wings and fly

It's been centuries since I've had any meat, my energy now running dry"

_____________________________End of Act I________________________________

Sophia

10/10/2024 06:05:01 pm

Bravo!
Looking forward to the rest of this story...

Tim link

10/11/2024 04:10:52 pm

Dragon's Breath

Act II - Brighter Than Any Kings

"Christos, may I have a word, preferably out of other's hearing"

"Of course Sire, what have you observed, and what is that you're wearing"

"This, my young Human, is a restraint, to hold supplies, or my pilot

Someone around your own weight, who now is acting as my client"

"Hold on Sire...what are you implying, that I should ride on your back

And do so while you are flying," his voice heaves out to smother that attack

"My friend, I assure your safety, for I have worn many a rider

Give it a try and just maybe, I'll stop seeing you as an outsider"

Christos hesitates but then asks, "Sitting atop your contraption

Tied and wrapped with tinniest of clasps, would change that reaction"

"It will as our minds become linked, telepathically gaining a second conscious

Each one separate and distinct, and it may even provide some catharsis"

He settles as this moment arises, suspended in between his two choices

Not really crazy about his horizons, wondering now where his voice is

As she watches this all play out, he slowly climbs his way up to scale

Clenching to prevent a gray out, imagine being in range of a Dragon's tale

"We will now go for a test flight, and if you don't love this

You may be just a bit too uptight, is it ok if I call you Chris"

Christos gingerly approaches the seat, and with a huff he throws himself in

Thinking he's really not ready to meet, The Divine Creator, nor an untimely end

"Actually Sire, I prefer Christos, it has served me well over 300 years

But depending on how all this goes, maybe the end to that name now appears"

Caught more than a bit off guard, she re-evaluates this tiny little man

"Well Christos, it's quite hard, to believe you've lived that long a life's span

I myself have lived many a hard year, not counting this past slumber

I know not the years that disappeared, since I entered that chamber"

"If the stories are to be believed, Sire, you disappeared 322 years ago

As things quieted around here indeed, that's probably when you went below"

"That would make me over 2000 years olde, 4 centuries since I last heard my name

Another 63 years since my last soak in gold, and 500 since my long walk of shame"

"Sire, what is your birth name, and where is that place you call home

For the stories have often proclaimed, your grave is missing a tombstone"

She turns a sapphire eye his way, and ponders her own stories to tell

Her telepathic sense giving him away, for he has had his own demons to quell

"I am Kiera of Olde Saxony, exiled for challenging my broods traditions

The outcome of which is unsatisfactory, as I wouldn't side with our politicians

You have had bad kings & good kings, just imagine the worst of all dealings

Intimidating & controlling all things, how would that impact your feelings"

"Sire, did your own brood kick you out," he empathizes with her ordeal

She huffs bluish smoke-rings from her snout, feeling pain that was still real

"My dear Christos, I know about your exile, felt lashes from that very same whip

We've both endured a trumped up trial, and then years in prison or a dark crypt"

Without trying he now sees her story, feeling betrayed by his own kind

Just surviving became their priority, both hearts now of the same mind

"Sire, why must good folk suffer, when all we wish is to love everyone

I know it's supposed to make us tougher, but I'd never truly hurt anyone"

Kiera leans inward to sense his spark, that glow that can warm any heart

A fire only other fires can arch, a fellowship only love can impart

Hearts & minds now spiritually linked, she throws them into the wind

Their auras no longer distinct, one being now ready to ascend

"My young friend, I know not that answer, and suffer from it prison sentence

But in the end, WE must bare our own banner, and let our own acts defend us"

As a gust bellows her velvety wings, she knows not what tomorrow will bring

For there are men & dragons made for such things, beacons brighter than any Kings

Tim link

10/12/2024 01:51:19 pm

Dragon's Breath

Act III - Just Luggy I Guess

"How are you doing back there, are you ready to get back to your men"

She facetiously asks with a flair, knowing he just wants to go high once again

"This...is..amazing Keira, I mean Sire," and he thinks if he weren't human

Being a dragon would suit his desire, if it weren't for his natural evolution

"Ahh...my human speaks after all, I thought maybe you had gone to sleep

And don't think I didn't hear you call, my name when you did finally speak"

"I do apologize Sire, but this is freedom, I've never felt so unrestrained

I can now see both ends of the kingdom, and my joy is too much to contain"

"My dear, dear Christos, your joy is mine, what one feels the other feels

It's all part of our telepathic design, these reveals are part of that appeal"

"Well Sire, I was just thinking, if I weren't human I know what I'd be

I'd rather be a dragon than a king, with wings no one could latch onto me"

"Why Christos, are you latching on to me, I may have to set you down

My powerful dragon senses now foresee, we'd be the talk of your home town"

"Sire, I really don't know what to say, these feelings are going to my head

I simply feel amazingly well today, I just wish I could be a dragon instead"

Have you ever heard a dragon laugh, one who hadn't laughed or cried in ages

A laugh that wasn't choreographed, rumbling & tumbling & screeching in ranges

Coughing & sputtering in erratic behavior, twisting & turning & rolling on over

Falling & skidding & getting a bit paler, she may have simply lost her composure

"Ke-Keir-Keira...what's wrong with us, why can-can't we maintain our height

Just try and catch a wind gust, and that should at least keep us upright"

This magnificently designed beast, had turned into one huge tumble-weed

And as her spins & tumbles increased, her cargo detached & became fully freed

Keira had finally gone into hysterics, shaking off the funk of her past

Her flying abilities had lost their aesthetics, she was now stuck in contrast

Yet...just the thought of another, broke into the heart of this dragon

For he had shared with this mother, his lust for life and his passion

Despite all his own had done to him, he still found life's simple joys

Kissing his children just on a whim, or simply the love in fixing their toys

She could not, purely would not, allow that kind of love to fall to its end

Keira's mind caught the longer term plot, she finally had a friend to defend

Whizzing back into a semblance of flight, piercing blue eyes searching for him

Nothing would stop her from getting this right, even if it cost her a limb

She dove like a banshee screaming in air, surrounded by sound the air now aloud

There..she got a return to a heading to bear, losing him she now disavowed

Her body became love's arrow, shot out of her without any past doubt

Outrunning even her own shadow, this man's family would NOT do without

She flipped onto that broad expansive back, so that she could make a cradle

Flattening out her sharp angle of attack, Keira couldn't allow this to be fatal

The distance between her & her prize, was equal to him and the ground

Yet she would burn up precious blue skies, to ever let this man down

She swooped in with one of her wings, lower at just about treetop

That flying apparatus was made into a swing, now made an audible pop

She had him...but she had to roll, with one wing holding precious cargo

Neither dragon nor human were out of this hole, & she'd need energy to borrow

But as soon as he came to on her wing, he moved like an electrified panther

Freeing her wing as he slid into the sling, he'd just given her the answer

Clawing for height using every muscle, even her Human dissipated his weight

Together they solved their death puzzle, both contributed to how they escaped

"My dear Christos, I sincerely apologize, for putting you through all of that

I pray that I have not been disqualified, & that our friendship is still intact"

"Sire..." he attempts, but she interrupts, "Please call me Keira, YOU BIG LUG"

And at that, they both now loudly erupt, with laughter and one telepathic hug

______________________________End Act III______________________________

Tim link

10/13/2024 12:46:12 pm

Dragon's Breath

Act IV - The People’s Tribunes

"Keira...why are we waiting...," she silences him with a telepathic ping

Christos quiets his debating, which only adds to his fidgeting in the sling

Keira sat perched atop a cliff, with Christos uncomfortably on her back

She was trying to catch a whiff, of an attacker preparing to make an attack

They were quite sneaky and bold, preying on the local inhabitants

Cold, unscrupulous men stealing gold, now painted themselves the antagonists

As Keira & Christos had elected to be, champions of neighborly communities

She had never been the kind to steal from any, just these kinds of opportunities

One dragon, one man burning bright as a beacon, stealing from gold stealers

They had befriended surrounding town's deacons, or their caring herb healers

These two were superheroes to country folk, welcomed in wherever they went

They never had to worry about being broke, because locals knew their intent

But lately, King's Men were doing the raiding, and that didn't sit well with them

Upper echelon of the Kingdom now degrading, poor people were now condemned

So, this dynamic duo took it upon themselves, to be the People's eyes

To bear the banner of freedom fighting rebels, creating a network of allies

Over time, The King had ransomed his subjects, letting his men out on the loose

For he had simply blown out his budgets, and now he had finally turned to abuse

Christos had asked Keira for assistance, a soul-wrenching plea to save his family

In doing so they had created a resistance, out of calamity they acted rationally

It was now a game of cat-and-mouse, between forces for good versus team evil

The Duo over-flying particular routes, keeping kingsmen from attacking the people

Caught out in the great wide open, Keira's flames could be considered murder

But she had a rule that was unspoken, she would only go so far and no further

Christos loved her even more for that, she truly was a beacon to behold

And from where they now sat, another adventure was about to unfold

"Hold on Christos, I sense movement, time to scare them with a shadow"

This part provided her amusement, it was her favorite form of ammo

She would majestically glide, silent as a warm gentle breeze

To swoop down right beside, men who would drop down to their knees

These evil men were now petrified, having a dragon's mouth so near opened wide

Hearing a hiss seemingly electrified, her Dragon's Breath she liberally applied

Dragon's Breath is a precursor to hell, fireless liquid that sizzles the skin

Like scorching sunburn that never heals well, marking with a sign of their sin

These men will never fight again, despite continuing to live out their lives

Shut-ins contending with the expense, of what they once did to their own kind

Keira & Christos had already decided, Dragon's Breathe incapacitated fairly

For those who were just misguided, but others were handled a bit more squarely

Because the people had no other justice, with The King lording over the courts

Towns pulled together in mutual assistance, asking The Duo to join in due course

Those caught in the act of stealing, got a date with Keira's Dragon's Breath

But those caught death dealing, faced an on-the-spot sentence of death

At night, Keira sat in a cavern, filled with the bound gold from all around

The faith in her she had earned, guard to all the people's shiny gold rounds

In fact, she was excellent at numbers, and even better at remembering faces

People had no love for number punchers, but she was always held in high graces

The people were starting to respond, asking The Duo how they could contribute

They were all now part of a bond, assigning Keira & Christos as local Tribunes

But...a darker time was coming, The King was desperate for gold infusion

He was preparing to get much more cunning, by sewing mass confusion

The Duo knew this quite well, they both had dealt with his kind

Now they'd have to excel, at unleashing their inner mastermind

______________________________End Act IV______________________________

Tim link

10/14/2024 02:29:16 pm

Must Be Talking to Myself

I have been through, my dark night of the soul

So I know who, the person who has gained my parole

In doing so, I've never appreciated myself higher

I saw myself go through, the flames of my own fire

Those flames burned hot, and seared off open wounds

Traumas I once forgot, given away by my full moons

Over my idea of time, scar tissue hid my healings

So I had another hill to climb, to free my feelings

Healed tissue is tough, its learned its lessons

Made from tougher stuff, to avoid deep depressions

But it's also inflexible, like a pearl in a gland

The center inaccessible, one tiny irritant of sand

The healing was raw, electrified meat on a wire

Instincts withdraw, visions of painless desire

Cauterized by choice, held my feet to that fire

Had something to exploit, to be my own supplier

Those wounds no longer ache, they're just numb

Their surface now opaque, what's now under them

In order to find out, I had to tear out threads

Simply go my own route, to see what my body says

Did I forget to mention, scar tissue is quite tough

Only requires intervention, to get to the good stuff

Once you get a feel, of that healed tissue concealed

The process will reveal, your body's secrets unsealed

And this is where I AM, I've unlocked my hidden treasure box

I've passed my own exam, I'm now harvesting my own bumper crops

Those crops I try to hand out, but no one seems to be listening

A time of information drought, you'd think more would be visiting

So I keep writing it down, and storing what I can on the shelf

Re-reading my personal account, in case I'm only talking to myself

Tim link

10/15/2024 07:50:23 am

Dragon's Breath

Act V - Preparing For The Fall

"Christos...we will have to do all three, guard the gold in the cavern at night

Defend towns in the kingdom obviously, but go on the offensive while it's light"

Keira explained their sticky situation, Kingsmen attacking many towns at once

Where the priority was on the population, and having to defend on various fronts

"Keira that is why we must attack, to force the King to defend his city

In doing so he'll have to call his men back, it's our only play really

Otherwise they'll divide our forces, while we fall back in consolidation

They gain ground while we take loses, and THAT, for me, is a no-win situation"

Christos over-explains for the town folk, so that they can see their predicament

He wanted the people properly provoked, for they were no longer the innocent

"Yes Christos each town will need to learn, the subtle art of silent sabotage

So that Kingsmen have no where to turn, for comfort or a place to lodge

While we attack the King directly, any Kingsmen still attacking the towns

Must not be allowed easy entry, to rest, fortify, or put food in their mouths"

Christos gestures to local town leaders, signaling where they will play a part

These he would teach to become proper teachers, saboteurs in war of the arts

"Your role is to not fight fair, if they capture the town's water wells

Poison them so that they are unaware, they're dealing with kingdom infidels

Find out where they keep their food, poison it or take it for yourselves

Disrupt them and keep them confused, until help arrives from other rebels"

She picks up where he leaves off, this Duo of two minds yet one voice

Both fully bearing this cross, having already made their own choice

"Bottom line is to not get caught, set traps, decoys, whatever it takes

Stash supplies and run around a lot, to make them think there's more at stake"

If the towns could stand on their own, for at least a shortened spell

The Duo could go after the throne, with full force of her fiery hell

For which they still needed to plan, without hurting the city's bystanders

Because once the fighting began, plans typically lose their high standards

"Sire, what is your biggest concern, with everything we must contend"

She ponders a moment in return, and then turns to her beloved friend

"Christos, those people are counting on us, for their lives & their children's

If the King doesn't recall his men as discussed, we could lose many friends

And I don't know if my heart can deal with that, especially with little ones

These people have never seen real combat, or know the evilness that comes"

"Keira...we just have to ensure, that we make it quite obvious

That Kingsmen are properly lured, by seeing us being so devious

If they know a dragon is burning the throne, most should get the message

Thinking they might be losing their own, buried under flaming wreckage"

"Yes...but much of it will be fake, I'll make it seem as though like hell

Allowing the innocent to escape, so that they'll have desperate stories to tell"

"Right Keira, not to mention our actors, town folk who run screaming

Back to Kingsmen who've become captors, that the city needs intervening"

He spells out where they now stand, before they head towards the cavern

They had tonight to expand on the plan, just him & his exceptional dragon

While she played hen to eggs of gold, they devised alternative methods

Backup plans merely put on hold, these were their fallback secret weapons

"Keira...do you miss your kin, even though they turned you away"

She sighs and takes a deep breath in, before considering what to say

"Christos, I could ask you the same, but I certainly know what you mean

My kin are ALL living in shame, and yet I'm the one considered unclean

For a long time I tried to fit in, but I was the albino of the brood

My empathy to others was my white skin, stark contrast to their dark mood"

"Why Keira is loving your neighbor, considered by some a form of weakness

That being nice is way too much labor, they prefer hatred between us"

"My insightful friend, love does conquer all, yet it never takes anything

Because in the end, giving begins the fall, of division & our very own evil King"

______________________________End Act V_______________________________

Tim link

10/16/2024 01:46:05 pm

All It Needs Is A Spark

Imagination is what separates us, and what will bring us together

Too little and we empty our cup, too much & WE might just live forever

Why do kids possess it with glee, and yet adults just shake their heads

Why can't WE see it's in our pedigree, to create with such magical threads

WE have done life's hardship route, free people working for a living

Alone and always in pursuit, having to carve out time for Thanksgiving

Giving away our creative energies, to thugs who smear our name

Hiding behind past memories, looking for someone else to blame

But those energies are now swirling, asking you to dream again

Wake up from the nightmare occurring, from the darkness of discontent

It is well past time, to end this old narrative of dis-ease

No more victims of crime, time now to get up off our knees

Early risers are seeding the airwaves, with love and Lights that shine

Hoping others make it to these stairways, as a sign not to be left behind

Imagine being mere steps from joy, with only your past holding you back

Can you drown out that noise, and learn to turn your back on their attack

Time now for all new stories, pull the plug on the main stream media play

For our hearts possess all the keys, to turn away & write a new story today

We'll weave a belief into a colored yarn, over & under & into a story-line

Start with the beginning of "Once upon, a most enchanted & uplifting time"

What...you THINK that doesn't work, well that belief is your reason why

All of the responsibility one can shirk, by believing in someone else's lie

I'm done thinking too small, of living out someone's demented dream

Of walking cadence through recall, investing in another's scheme

Many often wonder why we can't get along, and have peace in our time

But that song is all wrong, like a zoo monkey beating on a chime

Each of us must sing in harmony, one song uniting our collective intent

Free the spirit from our anatomy, living together in this very moment

It's really just a simple choice, do you imagine yourself led or leading

Being led leads to other's noise, yet leading begins true self revealing

Really, what do you have to lose, your past will always be full of tomorrows

But today, in this moment, you chose, go first & see who & what then follows

But you can wait, it's always been your choice to be deferred

To close your own gate, to avoid your voice from being heard

But what is the real reason, you're not ready to sing a new tune

Knowing past leaders are guilty of treason, we just haven't hit the typhoon

Each of us are dried kindling, starved of light & immersed within the dark

With childlike imagination always willing, all a new story needs is your spark

Tim link

10/18/2024 04:44:34 am

Dragon's Breath

Act VI - A Plaything For My Dragon

"Soo...what's the real risk to you, with the crude weapons they possess"

Christos inquires as they both flew, towards the palace in this game of chess

"Mainly it's their throwing mechanisms, the ones with the pointy sharp ends

Those are their best weapon systems, they hide those under the big tents

But big spears and even a thrown sword, can find a soft spot underneath

At ground level nothing can be ignored, danger climbs the longer the siege"

"How do you deal with those weapons, with only one pair of dragon's eyes

You know they'll use cunning deceptions, to disguise and hide a surprise"

"I mostly fly by instinct, but closer to the ground my flying becomes erratic

I believe it is sensory linked, to not flying by habit and is a defensive tactic

But...I don't have only one pair of eyes, I'll have yours with telepathy

Be glad we don't have other dragons in the skies, to complicate this travesty"

"Yeah...I hadn't thought of that, having to keep track of both ground & sky

That would be your worst kind of combat, with no safety by flying up high"

"Christos, don't be too overly concerned, I've been doing this for ages

I just need you to learn, how to identify and prioritize our dangers

By watching how I use your senses, to steer us as I'm using mine

One set on our defenses, the other more offensively inclined"

"I just don't want to let you down, and miss something that gets us hurt"

She can feel his heart pounding now, thumping a beat with hers in concert

"My friend all you must do is relax, this is no different for me than breathing

While I am carrying out the attacks, pay attention to all that I am teaching"

"Ahh...Keira, what's going on over there, looks like a large group of Kingsmen

Too large not to be some kind of heir, to the throne or a group of their friends"

"Well, well, well...what do we have here, I believe that is the King's Hand

With a group to invade towns that are near, just as we thought they had planned"

He sees how they could catch them off guard, come in low behind the big wagon

A nice little scrap in their yard, to add a Hand as a plaything for my dragon

Keira grins at his obvious mischief, "If we can catch him for transport

I believe I can make him assist us, he'd be the perfect person to extort"

"Keira, if we tie him into the seat, while you tap into his thinking

He could show you how to defeat, the King since he is the king pin"

"Yes, if I can glide in silently, and shower them with my Dragon's Breath

We might be able to do this non-violently, thereby preventing anyone's death"

"That's a lot of men down there to cover, we can focus on near the Hand

Fly in while they try to recover, I'm quite sure The Hand will understand"

Keira lowers her head and dives, strictly in glide mode to her target

She'd lost track of how many times, she accomplished this during the harvest

As she came upon their big wagon, her Dragon's Breath misting the air

Christos could only just imagine, how those Kingsmen were doing down there

"Kingsmen! You are all now candles, don't move and I won't spark a fire

Stay in your horses' saddles, it is only The Hand that we require"

These men were no longer a threat, they could barely stay on their horses

But The Hand had been a bit less fortunate, having just lost most of his forces

"Keira...what is this...what am I seeing," he stammers as visions fill his head

She was sharing The Hand's thought reading, and everything he was told & said

"Christos...this human is dark possessed, The King has been calling for bids

They are keeping something northwest, his men have rounded up & taken the kids"

Telepathically...both steeled themselves, they were going to stop this King

First, they had to meet with rebels, then Keira was going after a new plaything"

______________________________End Act VI______________________________

Tim link

10/19/2024 01:17:08 pm

The Rest of Me

There's a part of me, that's ready to leave this place

The part that wants to be free, and fly off into space

A bit who just wants, other souls to take a closer look

Beyond any wartime fronts, not found in any science book

More than a lump of flesh, or cover for me to hide behind

A fragment without an address, takes effort to see inside

This feeling misunderstood piece, who would just as easily

Invite you in for a feast, of fellowship and some serenity

This fraction of a whole, that's just now seeing it's center

Cues from you producing my role, for me to be all the better

Signs are now appearing, showing more of just my lonely part

A sum greater now persevering, using pain to break my heart

A broken heart pouring out love, out-flowing into so many cups

Choking on chug after chug, gasping despite a steady in flux

That portion of my feast, that took time to become reserved

Not so tiny in the least, my long lost horde I kept preserved

This well known hidden cache, who loves me without condition

Is now taking out the trash, overturning programmed tradition

Clearing out my tainted views, for new and improved scenery

Much more comfortable shoes, I choose to wear quite eagerly

Yet it's pain that unlocks, a final trial to display the rest

That which does not reside in a box, but in the form of a test

The divine part of me up high, the light vibe bulk of my iceberg

My steady line of supply, weaving a thread made of many fibers

My story's consummate weaver, patiently waiting on my discoveries

For me to become a believer, a true believer in the rest of me

For I am a balloon without air, stuck in place missing some lift

Picking up signals with my long hair, awaiting this conflict to shift

Those signs are now appearing, to lift my spirits through challenge

As the rest of me is now nearing, a higher focal point of re-balance

The small part of me in gratitude, recognizes more of us with love

A new view and world attitude, towards all that I AM from Above

Tim link

10/20/2024 08:59:01 am

Drawing Lines

Why does nature abhor lines, yet we insist on drawing them

All kinds of dividing kinds, exclusionary minds who condemn

Who have you excluded today, you know we're all different

Dividing us from they, is this separation deliberate

When so many desire a touch, just simply to be accepted

Is that really asking too much, not to be excepted

You do know how it feels, not to be selected

So why not appeal, anyone else being neglected

Laying down lines, eventually produces boxes

Many different designs, enclosing our responses

Lines to stand in, even more fine lines to read

Lined up to begin, this is the line to proceed

Lines that need holding, or dotted ones for signing

Program ones for coding, or pockets needing lining

Hey that's my line, you shouldn't be crossing it

That fine line of mine, is built into the script

So throw me a lifeline, that line of least resistance

Here on this timeline, across the skyline in the distance

Lines seem to define us, they mark our outer boundaries

It's in the things we discuss, life's series of quandaries

Looking back along my past, I see lines drawing this Now

All the road-signs I have passed, endowing my version of Tao

Skewed as my version is, all scaffolding now under construction

Lines scribbling unexpected quizzes, with invisible instructions

Rational thinking draws straight lines, that my heart cannot see

Lines without love in their designs, lines dividing that part of me

But thinking serves itself, even when thinking of another

Until true love is felt, that thinking is just a cover

The heart isn't into lines, it draws in swirls & spirals

It feels without reading signs, by weaving its love fibers

Love scribbles like a child, messy from a thinking point of view

No concern in how it is styled, only that its message gets through

Yet she doesn't demand an answer, nor sit waiting in some line

She's a dancer and romancer, feeling out-of-line most of the time

Love is that internal rebel, crossing lines & being where it shouldn't

Upsetting lines showing level, not really trying to be a bad student

It's just that she can't sit still, skipping past red lines of old

For she has her own will, drawing on passion to flood lines of control

We may draw up thought plans, but the heart's gonna walk all over them

For she doesn't think in time spans, nor confine herself to one realm

When we finally see beyond lines, allowing love to weave its influence

She's gonna grow like climbing vines, Mother Nature reclaiming continuance

So my mind may keep drawing them, while my heart scribbles more fridge art

Yet like lines in this poem, my line thinking mind now sings from the heart

Tim link

10/22/2024 02:30:55 am

Letting YOU Go

I have reached a state, where I simply have to let you go

A state where I wish to create, a novel feeling of flow

But my wings are being held onto, by hands that reach for you

It's not that I don't love you, in fact it is because I do

See...I almost care too much, not to leave you here behind

Longing for your touch, with virtual hands within my mind

But my hands have lost their grip, on reasons for this show

Reasons to change this script, and why the need to let you go

For I was grounded in my nest, a baby bird too afraid to fly

Fear blinded from what was best, hungry and not knowing why

I followed my carnal instinct, the script showing all of you

The one where we've all been linked, to someone to hold onto

And somewhere along the way, the thought of you kept me here

Love bound to stay until this day, not wanting to mutineer

Yet...love now puts me to a test, a higher love of acceptance

One that would suggest, a soaring goal of my self dependence

But how do I do that, if we're hugging each other's wings

Following scripts of the past, written by soldiers & kings

Honestly, I just simply can't, love you like I once did

It calls for my transplant, of true love I've always hid

A love that has no target, amore for more than words

Devotion now ready for market, agape beyond any rewards

I don't want to let you go, but my higher conscious calls

A call to show you how I know, letting go is a selfless cause

So...please don't cry as I leave, I need you strong and free

Strong enough to also achieve, your own way of letting go of me

Tim link

10/23/2024 06:44:37 am

Lighting Up My Darker Side

I guide by my Lighter side, to get me to where I'm going

With higher frequency applied, it keeps me flowing & growing

Always prepared to light the way, a ray of hope on sunny days

Easy sailing in the month of May, best conditions to sing & praise

Yet...not so easy on my darker days, when the weather begins to turn

Pushing me off course & causing delays, my worries about to crash & burn

Emotions like stormy oceans, tossing my bow from side to side

Can't think above the commotions, only radio static from my guide

These are my internal conditions, that need my beacon Light the most

To see where I'm going & my position, not to get stranded off the coast

It's easy to navigate in sunlight, when my skies are fairly clear

But when that light disappears at night, all my fears now interfere

This is when I can't count on my eyes, to lead me from my torture

Discernment to separate the lies, becomes my highest set of orders

In facing the darkest of my nights, something down deep must arise

A spark of faith too then ignites, to clear those lies from my eyes

My Lighter side isn't here for itself, it came here for the challenge

It's already the epitome of health, and a focal point of balance

Yet my darker side could use assistance, to light its shadows up in glory

For it gets lost in thoughts of subsistence, lost in plot lines of this story

The kind of challenge my high self craves, standing tall as a lighthouse

Shining its light through crashing waves, allowing me to overcome my doubts

A Light my darkness can partner with, my lighter yang to my heavy yin

Not just some hippy feeling myth, but a true marriage from within

Without my Lighter side to see, my darkness hides the better part of me

But without my darkness roaming free, I'm only half of what I could be

The secret is in the blend, how I choose to mix my shades of gray

Allowing both to recommend, wardrobe changing scenes within my play

That's why there's a bit of yin in my yang, and some yang within my yin

A bit of redneck in my northern yank, southern charm to my darker twin

I'm guessing outside of this reality, I'm all Light and fuzzy rainbows

But in here fighting my mortality, it's more darker clouds & volcanoes

These I brought from deep inside, for a healing touch from my Lighter side

But I have to allow it to be applied, by getting it past my ego & pride

And that's precisely what they don't want, to upset their status quo

They're a first line of defense on the war front, behind my lines as a foe

So in essence, I'm often fighting me, that's my bloody battleground

Mortal enemies in a war at sea, a real challenge to my Light I've found

Yet even my darker side is easing, it knows where this story's headed

Many of its time bombs are releasing, and much of its worry discredited

My Lighter side has allowed me to see, my darker side is mostly hot air

All flash with a boisterous marquee, like a chihuahua with really big hair

Just a blowhard scared of shadows, now seeking out a friendly night light

Still occasionally firing torpedoes, but learning how not to pick a fight

For this foe is redeemable cargo, a war trophy worthy of holistic inclusion

Not some foreign body deserving embargo, but part of me lost in the confusion

A part of me I want back in the fold, surrounded by love & a nurturing guide

Where my Lighter side may be so bold, as to enjoy lighting up my darker side

Tim link

10/25/2024 06:10:21 am

All I Ever Needed

Signs are extraordinarily funny things, one sign can have many meanings

A meaning today & what it brings, can be seen tomorrow with new feelings

Yesterday's signs can only take me so far, before I must let them go

For today I must set a new bar, since yesterday's bar is now too low

I have to stop living today, as though my past is all that I am

Otherwise I'm destined to stay, the product of yesterday's exam

Being tested is Universe's way, to show me there's more to look forward to

As past me is simply a replay, just today's study guide for me to review

In this present moment of now, am I extending my past or building a future

Because there are new fields to plow, if I am to be tomorrow's truth pursuer

Today I must admit to yesterday's traumas, hooks that are holding me back

Yesterday's causes for sabotaging losses, excuses for all that I now lack

Like the idea that I am incomplete, without someone else behind me

That living alone is self defeat, not living freely but merely a parolee

Or seen as the least of siblings, the middle one no one worried about

The one who clipped his own wings, so as not to be the lonely stand out

But standing out is why I am here, not to sit back and hide my talents

Have those signs not made it so clear, anything less is just an imbalance

It's really all in my overthinking, or really just jumping to conclusions

What someone said or what they may be thinking, filling my head with illusions

I am feeding my own ghost stories, from traumas perceived as a child

Stories that cut me off at the knees, my past fears that are infantile

What do I truly have to fear, something someone can withhold from me

A judgement I thought I could hear, that life doesn't come with a guarantee

It's past time for me to grow up, and not be the one needing attention

Stop looking to others to fill my cup, or judging them with condescension

If I truly feel who I am, then playing victim is not my style

I choose my lion over the lamb, and to do so with a smile

Any insecurities from my childhood, are parts of me needing my own love

My lion had simply misunderstood, they require handling with a kid's glove

THIS is now my very top priority, to fill my voids with my own loving care

For I am my only authority, that has this divine responsibility to bear

I choose now to crawl out of my cocoon, changed from the inside out

Having faced the shadows of my moon, done struggling and living without

My Higher Self has made it quite clear, my storied life will be completed

That along with it to show me my fear, I'm everything and all I ever needed

Tim link

10/26/2024 06:50:06 am

How Deep Is Your Cover

Those of us who have awakened, have a special responsibility

Despite feeling forsakened, you possess the highest credibility

First & foremost we are starseeds, volunteers for hazardous duty

Quasi-Military operators with expertise, to infiltrate this movie

As the deep undercover agent you are, your sleeper state was necessary

It set you up on as even par, with humans to be an acceptable emissary

Then your awakening was activated, a process to give you time to acclimate

As the fog of war has now evaporated, this directive is for you to validate

There are millions of us star soldiers, now answering the call to action

We are the terrestrial ground controllers, who are here to make things happen

Truth of this is a test of resonance, for which only you can decide

In deciding...you set a precedence, of how your life will now be applied

You still have human lives to live, but by accepting this secret challenge

You must allow yourself to forgive, you for putting you through this imbalance

Because...WE, the backbone of Human resistance, are in the act of a reveal

To show Humanity there's more to existence, than searching for a next meal

WE are here to show them how to fight, and to display remarkable compassion

In the hopes they discover their own Light, and more passion for expansion

You need not worry about specifics yet, for those will be coming in time

In the form of certain urges you'll get, and new abilities coming online

This is the first of many star messages, that will be encoded this way

Some of which will contain images, of higher tactics for us to convey

Yet...before our next cosmic bulletin, YOU must search within & discover

Have YOU really been well hidden, and the feel to how deep is your cover

Sophia

11/10/2024 06:34:20 pm

Hi Tim,

Thanks for your sharing your insight with your wonderful words...

With love and light,
Sophia

Beverly Griffith

11/1/2024 11:26:57 am

Question for One
On my property and house, I have had a number of strange experiences. Particularly in my bedroom right after the lights are turned out and I am still awake. Occurrences there include ET light bodies, visions, holograms and voiced messages. The worst is the pain hitting my solar plexus area between midnight and 6 am. I have not found a way to stop the pain. I can only sleep 1-3 hours at a time, a couple of times during a 24 hour period. Am I doing this unaware? Is it the location? Does the bedroom particularly have anything to do with this phenomenon? I feel I am walking in two worlds. 3D and astral.

Sophia

11/10/2024 06:37:46 pm

Hello everyone,

Our 25th question will be answered and the answer shared in the next 2 weeks! Thank you for your patience. I'll let you know when it is released.

With love and light,
Sophia

Sophia

11/19/2024 10:46:41 am

Here's the video for Episode # 25:

Video link
https://youtu.be/qTUXoGKwYlk

Please enjoy! There will be another episode
in December.

With love to everyone,
Sophia

Darrell Leakey

11/19/2024 04:47:39 pm

hi Sophia having trouble with outlook had to change to a new hotmail account hugs and love to you.

Djon

11/23/2024 08:35:19 am

Trump declaration of war on the Deep State

https://videopress.com/v/QIiNgqC9

If Trump is not prevented from fulfilling his promises, it will be the begin of the takedown of the cabal .

Straight Talk w/ Sophia & One. Real Questions. Honest Answers.