The Prayer

As I sit this morning in my kitchen looking out on a spring morning, the ground is drenched and happy from last night’s rain, the birds are singing joyous hellos, and the air is crisp and clean. My trees are happy, the yard has just exploded into its green summer finery and it’s time to plant the flowers. I feel the connections of my loved ones humming in my energy, the sun, the earth, and this web of life I live in vibrating through my body and soul.

I have often wondered what it would be like to be off this planet, either in space or on another planet and I have always come back to the realization that I am so intertwined with this place, the web of life here, that I don’t know if I could stand to leave, not even to go inside Gaia. I have no existence except that which entwines me here, in the old ways, deeply embedded with those energies of life. My people, my beloved animals, those that choose to live with and around me, those tiny flames of consciousness, are part of the web of energy that is my existence. They are part of the love that creates my heart.

I am no warrior, I am a mother. A mother seeks to support and sustain all that comes to her energy with love and learning. Once a part of her energy, always a part of her energy, her connection, her reality, making up who and what a mother is. She is intimately entwined with all that is in her awareness. A mother is not a title, or a thing. A mother is a state of being. Once a mother, you are a mother till your very last breath. Mothers Hold The Space.

Gaia is the same way. All the little lives that are supported, fed and unfolded in her being are parts of her soul. Just as any mother watches her loves grow up and leave to find their own way, Gaia has seen many children grow and leave. In the As Above, So Below analogy she has given birth to those warriors that would protect her much the same as an immune system in a body. They fight to save and heal her.

There are also the little-mothers who are the life matrix of this planet, entwined so deeply with the elements, the soil, the rocks the water, the wind, her fire, that to leave, even to help protect is inconceivable. They are entangled at such a deep level that leaving would mean the dissolution of their beingness. They have voices all over the world. They weave back together the holes that disease has rent in her matrix. They walk the deep silence of the forests, the high majesty of the mountains, the moistness of the sacred waters and the dry electric currents of the deserts repairing the her energies, balancing her body where she needs it.

I cannot leave this beauty topside within this matrix of living breathing lovely life. Nor can I leave this planet – even if it means I will perish. I cannot leave my loves, my family, my children, my trees, my sacred ground, to do so would mean my dissolution. If this place ends, then my soul will become part of the new ground matrix – the mother-web-of-energy from which life will re-emerge. May I  become one tiny bit of her original spark of awareness that dreams life into existence on this place, part of the energetic web of life, Holding the Space for all to enfold once again.

This prayer, The Great Bell Chant, is what I hold in my heart, my wish for this earth. If the end comes tomorrow, I will stand with all those that are my heart and soul, within the life web of Gaia’s heart, unto ashes, till the last molecule is consumed back to its origin, once again to re-reborn anew.

Listen carefully. Listen with an open heart. Listen

 

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Just Ask

 

It’s time, I think to say this. Be warned, this is a completely subjective account with no proof, and it’s probably going to mar my credibility factor, (can you tell I was born in the 50’s?) but what the hell, its time.

At around four years old there is something about the consciousness that changes when you reach a certain growth stage… it’s like at four you finally fit in the body you’ve been growing into, and have a sense of self, or that the information in your brain has reached a tipping point for you to realize that you are you.

 

That is the age that the night terrors began – well, that I can remember, that is. I was terrified of my dark room at night. I didn’t like my closet, and even though my mom would open the door for me, and show me that nothing was there I knew she was wrong, because I could feel it. Years later I would call it the ‘presence’. It was kind of like that feeling you get when someone is behind you. It would make my skin crawl. I was so scared of this that I wet my bed, rather than get up, because if I made a cocoon of my covers, hid in that cocoon, I was safe. My poor mother. Well, I got over the bed wetting rather quickly. I also was still terrified.

 

There were multiple trips out to the living room every night for drinks of water, a snack, any excuse I could think of; questions about life, why the sky was blue, what would we do tomorrow – kids can be very inventive. When none of that worked, it degraded into threats and spankings. Light seemed to help me, so when they would close the door, I would go turn on the lights, they assumed I was playing, and I would, of course, get yelled at. I also hated having the door closed – that meant help was too far away. Which, of course, meant that eventually the door lock was reversed so they could lock me in and the ceiling light bulb was taken out. I learned how to breathe under the covers and they eventually quit locking me in so I could use the bathroom. To this day, I prefer the doors all open, and I hate absolute dark.

 

On one of those nights, after repeatedly getting yelled at and threatened, I was so depressed and sorry for being ‘bad’, and feeling so helpless because nobody believed me, lying in bed trying not to cry, trying to figure out what to do. I asked the question to the air around me, “Is everybody, everywhere, this mean and angry?” like, is this all there is and will this be the only way it is? (My sister was about 2 years old, making me about 6 years old, I was in the top bunk – so she had to be old enough to be in a bed, not a crib.) I was on the verge of finally falling asleep when I asked this question, and I will never forget what happened next.

 

I was somehow with a group of people, they were adults. I could not so much see them as feel them, and there was in my mind, a dusky image of shadowed beings in a circle or bunch. One person was speaking to me, but I could feel all the others. There was so much love. The person speaking was a she – she felt like a she – I couldn’t see her. What I was given to understand was that, ‘No, not everybody, everywhere was mean – could I feel all the love surrounding me?’ My tired little body and heart fell asleep to that, cocooned in that feeling of love. I remember thinking that this was the way it was supposed to be. I did not fall asleep afraid. (The tears still come to my eyes writing this)

 

This began an odd sort of relationship. I could ask questions, and get answers. The answers would be in my head as little globs of information that had feelings, and information and fully formed concepts. Sometimes at night, if I didn’t have questions, ideas would pop into my head for me to think about. For instance, I ‘knew’ whoever it was who loved me didn’t live on this planet. I really wanted to be with them, but knew I couldn’t. I knew they would help me if I needed, and if I asked questions, I would always get an answer. One night it occurred to me to ask why my dad was so mean. The answer to that came to me was so simple, so complete…easy. There was something that had happened to him, there was a sore spot somewhere deep in him, that hurt. He was hurting, just like me. I surmised if I could get in there to that sore spot it would get better – just like the people who loved me, helped me. There was a word for it, and that word was telepathy. I wanted to do that for him. After all I was only six or seven at the time, and I had felt that love and I wanted to love him the same way, because he was my daddy. My dad and I did make our peace, years later, but that is a whole other story.

 

My next question, right on the heels of that was How could I do that that (?), I knew I just had to learn how. There, right there, at around the age I started school, I decided my life’s path. The places looking for this skill, this answer has led me are the story of my life.

 

This epiphany made many things in my head click. By the time I was a bit older, I had put together the idea, that these people who loved me didn’t live on this planet. I didn’t call them ‘aliens’ because I didn’t know anything about ‘aliens’ – it was 1959 for heaven’s sake and I was only 6. I just saw them as people. Really nice heart strong people. People I wanted to be like.

 

They were not the only people I had contact with either. One time when I was in 5th grade, I was sitting outside in the evening just before sun down, I got a wild idea to just see who was there. So I mustered up a great big ‘HELLO!!!” in my mind and sent it flying up as high into the sky as I could. I made it echo, it was so loud. This presence I had never felt before – sort of like a stern professor-ish male, almost military being that I must have caught off guard turned around and looked right at me with this surprised awareness, like ‘who the hell are you, and what do you want!?’ sort of thought. It was so powerful I knew right away I had made a big, BIG mistake. Yikes! I ran inside and hid – like that was going to help…

 

I learned to read early. I loved reading. In about 4th or 5th grade I found the magazine “Amazing Stories”, and others that had flying saucers in them or on the cover and begged my mom till she relented and bought them for me. I found Adamski, Menger, Van Tassel, Frank Edwards, Grey Barker, John Fuller (The Interrupted Journey) Lobsang Rampa. Rampa led me to Tibetan mysticism, and that led me to a theory of the world, and brotherly love that had bloomed in my heart so young and lo and behold (!) I found it in print. The entire world had opened up for me. (Another long story…)

 

To come full circle, we as a UFO culture are now realizing that becoming conscious, expanding ourselves and growing our souls IS the point of it – that contact is always in the ‘phenomena frequency’, and contact can be achieved with everything not just interdimensionals or off worlders.

Consciousness IS the Unified Field!

Because consciousness is the Third Physics and nothing exists really, without the noticer. There is a whole wonderful world just chock full of beingnesses that are pining for contact, in every kingdom – plant, mineral animal, energetic… We have a huge classroom right here to begin to learn with. Well, how do we begin?

 

How about, Just Ask, like I did.

*ok, one last. Not everybody or everything you contact is good or cares, just like in real life. Discern everything and every contact. When I was really young I always knew when adults were lying to me, or messing with me, and I could not help but tell them so – another thing that used to get me a whooping. It took a lot of learning to keep it to myself, but it made me an independent thinker. Anything you are taught or told, research and see how it fits in your life and your reality, realize that the connection points might take absolute years to make sense – especially if you are dense or fearful like me. A truly loving being will not scare you.  So even if you think you might want contact, you’ll not get it till your heart of hearts is ready. And then only in a form that you can handle. All the other stuff is bogus and you can tell it Eff-off and it will have to.  It took me a while to discover but, There Are Rules.

 

Trees have a heart beat…and mine like me.

Its pretty sad when us old tree huggers can finally use science to prove what we’ve been saying for the last 40 years. But here it is. Trees are sentient, alive and aware. Trees have a heartbeat, they move in response to and in awareness of their environment, and move as a result of an internal process – a heartbeat about once every 2 hours.

They have a communication network between themselves using fungi in the ground through their roots and, if you use translation technology they sing. The two articles and video below illustrate these points.

Now, of course, my own two cents. My trees are very alive. I’m not sure if it is because I spend a great deal of time outside in the summer with them, thereby loving them and they know it, or whether all trees are this awake, I just know mine are and they know me and I know them. Point in case really illustrated this to me about two years ago.

It was in the middle of the summer after one of those rather violent Midwestern storms when I noticed a brown something out beyond my fence. Thinking it might have been an animal in trouble I went out to check. It was a brown paper grocery bag that got loose from someone’s trash, so with a sigh of relief I turned around to go back inside and promptly tripped. In the recently mowed short grass. Over nothing.

I went to take another step after congratulating myself on such grace in movement, and felt like I was being tugged back. It was like trying to move through something thicker than the air – like jello. I was right next to my forty foot corkscrew willow tree – which I think is beautiful and realized the tug came from the tree because it was easier to move back to the tree than away from it.. It was one of the strangest feelings, I couldn’t decode what the tree wanted, but I definitely ‘knew’ it was coming from the tree. So I stood there for a minute sending feelings of appreciation to it. It was like it just wanted me to know it was awake… or something. I do love that tree.

Not that any of the articles below ‘prove’ that level of functioning in a tree….but maybe someday we will all know.

Return to now

Until now, scientists thought water moved through trees by osmosis, in a somewhat continuous manner.

Now they’ve discovered the trunks and branches of trees are actually contracting and expanding to “pump” water up from the roots to the leaves, similar to the way our heart pumps blood through our bodies.

The only difference between our pulse and a tree’s is a tree’s is much slower, “beating” once every two hours or so, and instead of regulating blood pressure, the heartbeat of a tree, regulates water pressure.

“We’ve discovered that most trees have regular periodic changes in shape, synchronized across the whole plant … which imply periodic changes in water pressure,” András Zlinszky of Aarhus University in the Netherlands told New Scientist.

In his 2017 study, Zlinszky and his colleague Anders Barfod used terrestrial laser scanning to monitor 22 tree species to see how the shape of their canopies changed.

The measurements were taken in greenhouses at night to rule out sun and wind as factors in the trees’ movements.

In several of the trees, branches moved up and down by about a centimeter or so every couple of hours.

Here’s the change of movement charted in a magnolia tree. (Photo: András Zlinszky/Twitter)

After studying the nocturnal tree activity, the researchers came up with a theory about what the movement means. They believe the motion is an indication that trees are pumping water up from their roots. It is, in essence, a type of “heartbeat.”

Zlinszky and Barfod explain their theory in their newest study in the journal Plant Signaling and Behavior.

“In classical plant physiology, most transport processes are explained as constant flows with negligible fluctuation in time,” Zlinszky told New Scientist. “No fluctuations with periods shorter than 24 hours are assumed or explained by current models.”

But the researchers still don’t fully understand how the “pumping” motion works. They suggest maybe the trunk gently squeezes the water, pushing it upwards through the xylem, a system of tissue in the trunk whose main job is to transport water and nutrients from roots to shoots and leaves.

In 2016, Zlinszky and his team released another study demonstrating that birch trees “go to sleep” at night.

The researchers believe the dropping of birch branches before dawn is caused by a decrease in the tree’s internal water pressure. With no photosynthesis at night to drive the conversion of sunlight into simple sugars, trees likely conserve energy by relaxing branches that would otherwise be angled towards the sun.

These birch movements are circadian, following the day-night cycle.

Their new discovery is something entirely different, they say, because the movements happen at much shorter intervals. From <https://returntonow.net/2018/04/29/trees-have-a-heartbeat-scientists-discover/>

They also talk to each other through a fungi network as discovered by Suzanne Simard from the University of British Columbia

Two decades ago, while researching her doctoral thesis, ecologist Suzanne Simard discovered that trees communicate their needs and send each other nutrients via a network of latticed fungi buried in the soil — in other words, she found, they “talk” to each other. Since then, Simard, now at the University of British Columbia, has pioneered further research into how trees converse, including how these fungal filigrees help trees send warning signals about environmental change, search for kin, and transfer their nutrients to neighboring plants before they die. From <https://e360.yale.edu/features/exploring_how_and_why_trees_talk_to_each_other>

Did you know that they can Sing?

This vid is about the plants – but the trees do it too. The tech is amazing!

Trees have a heart beat…and mine like me.

http://www.iflscience.com/plants-and-animals/it-turns-out-that-trees-have-a-heartbeat-too/

https://returntonow.net/2018/04/29/trees-have-a-heartbeat-scientists-discover/

https://e360.yale.edu/features/exploring_how_and_why_trees_talk_to_each_other

http://www.finerminds.com/consciousness-awareness/the-singing-trees-of-damanhur/

The Great Expectancy

What does a frequency create? A disruption or a change in the physical medium – or our 3D space. A frequency has a rhythm, but no vector. That is, it is a potential area of stress or tension in the physical medium, until it is acted upon.

Stress and tension. Anticipation. A waiting. A holding potential – until it is nudged in a certain direction. Then depending on all sorts of factors all of which are directional, when combined with the area of potential you have movement and actual 3D effects.

This is much like the mechanical device discussed last night on the Jimmy Church Radio show with Mark McCandlish and Shane Seymore. The device creates an area of potential, but until you point it, the great energy stored within it is simply a potential waiting to be used.

Our DNA is a potential – it holds a frequency. A bell holds a frequency, a tone, that is not heard until you actuate it (strike it) – then you hear the sound created because a potential was converted to a wave, a wave created from the action of striking it which travels through the physical medium (in this case air) to our ears – in other words it takes a scalar and changes it to a longitudinal wave that has a vector . Our thoughts and feelings are potentials UNTIL we actuate them, or act upon them, then we create change in our environment. Which by this line of reasoning means the thoughts we think and the feelings we have are scalars – potentials. UNTIL we actuate them.

Our thoughts and the feelings we have about them have a resonance – a vibration. This vibration can have a common frequency or a harmonic (values of frequency that resonate with each other) that can make a guitar string sing without touching it by plucking the same string on another guitar right beside it through nothing more than the transmission of the sound through the air (like the sound of the bell on your ears)

It’s the frequency of the thought – and the feeling that it produces – a potential in us – an anticipation or expectancy that I am concerned with here. There are many ways this can be done, through a general broadcast over populated areas using cell towers, microwave frequencies (the list is vast), through social engineering (mass media of all types and false flags, manmade storms disasters etc.)

We are currently being driven by an EXPECTANCY regardless of what ever format we decide it will play out in (war, ET intervention, apocalypse, disaster) that is building a HUGE potential in the minds of the people of the earth (so much so that people who are indigenous – not connected to all the media and garbage we are, are picking up the expectancy) like a mind virus that is travelling through the physical medium, the connected minds of all the people on the earth by virtue of a frequency wave so strong/massive that is infecting us all.

WE ARE ALL HOLDING THIS POTENTIAL at this point.

The entire population of the earth is resonating to this.

We all know it.

We all feel it.

We all wait.

WE ARE ONE GIANT SCALAR POTENTIAL AWAITING AN ACTUATING ENERGY.

This great potential;

What shall we do with it?

What do we want and what will we decide? It is up to us to put this energy to its best use. Not someone else. We need to decide how it will be actualized, used. Not someone else.

WE, the body of this energy, can decide when where and how.

Think about it.

To what direction are we going to point it?

Our Fearless Children

 

If you are 40, or younger – you are part of a wave of intelligences born on this planet with enough genetic light codes open to be able to see and effect this planet differently. Not only that, you are part of the actual action taking place on this planet right now that is changing the entire paradigm. We need you. The planet needs you. You were born thinking out of the box and pretty much immune to the mind programming on the planet. You were born with everything active. You were born with all your light turned on.

As this planet is used for radical spiritual growth, if you are born here, you have lived through adequate catalyst to ensure that growth. Kinda like gorilla spiritual advancement turned on full tilt boogey. Active light, like fire, requires ignition to manifest. Catalyst is ignition. At ignition there is a choice. Ignition is like the moment just before movement or action. You can go forward in the direction of the momentum, or at that moment of pause, change the forward direction, or totally stop the forward momentum, stumble and fall. The bravest of you have gone forward like a rocket blasting into your highest path, lighting up the planet.

Not all of you have been in the limelight, a great proportion of you have instead shown your light into your inner lives, your daily lives, changing all whom you’ve met in one way or another. You have taught your children well, and made a place for them to safely be filled with even more light. Your inner integrity sometimes making you frustrated in a world of older people who are almost alien in the depths of their programming. Just know, that there are a few of us older adults out there that were born like you and we do understand. You are changing the world one person at a time, and most of you will never know the effect you have had on all of the lives you have touched. (grin, so I’m telling you)

Therefore, as you have your families and begin taking the place of the older adults, you are changing the paradigm to a greater light filled world. Your children will even maker it brighter, and so on. So even if there is no great Kabooom! from our perspective, even if the planet isn’t scooted forward in ascension in the blink of an eye, it is STILL happening. Further, in somebody’s time structure it is happening in the blink of an eye.

I am very happy and proud of all of you. I am satisfied that the wave of loving intelligence is alive and well on this planet and she is already saved – in the future – and that when I leave this gem hanging in this sector of space, all will be well. It will be as foretold to me – a heartbeat of loving energy reaching out to all that need it in our galaxy.

I am well pleased.

When we all wake up

IMO.

When we all wake up we will realize, all of us, that we are all the ‘aliens’ (that term is almost funny now) we have been waiting for, not just some of us, but the entire population of this planet both inside and out.

Every. Single. Last. One. Of. Us.

We HAVE passed the tipping point and we are beginning that roll down the other side with continuously increasing speed. One day, we will all just know. It will not be a OMG moment, or a ‘holy shit!’ moment… It will not be hidden, it will not get you in trouble or abducted or even laughed at. It will finally be normal.

One day we will know the real history of this planet and the events that took place, and not just from the victor’s point of view. We will have the basis for a deep understanding of why we are and how we are, what we are. We will all realize that we are multidimensional beings with all the organic equipment in place to do whatever we wish to do, in whatever realm we wish to do it.

We have awakened from this trance many times and many times have fallen back to sleep. Some of us, even yet will decide to still sleep this time, for it is all free will. Most of us, though, all spurred on by the great dissent we feel, will choose to stay awake and go on.

For those that decide to sleep, their multidimensional beingness will slumber on – but still be there for we are all whole beings whether we choose to know it or not.

In this last awakening there are those who came so early that their only job was to be alive and resonate, helping Gaia and the planetary vibe. To these people, who had to hide, who had to say nothing, who knew that they were in danger if they did, to those who spent their entire lives battling with what they knew to be true and what society instead demanded they be, it is to you I send heartfelt sympathy. You couldn’t have known what to do with yourselves. Every situation you got yourself into, relationships, careers, spiritual traditions and churches never fit. You had nowhere that felt like home, and no one that could really understand you. Even so, you pushed on. Sometimes in a world of hurt, sometimes numb from the pain. But you kept on. It is because of you that the world can now begin to heal, that the conspiracies to fool us all are becoming known and that people are beginning to awaken to the beauty of who they really are. It was you who held on through all the confusion and darkness that has made this shift possible.

A great influx of advanced souls were being born on this planet back in the 1800’s in preparation for today. I come from a long linage of them. It has not been an easy journey for these forerunners, especially those who were born after WWI when the extreme prejudice and crackdown on anything that even looked like it could help the planet began. What happened after that into modern day looked like the witch hunts of the 1600’s. The fact that these early fore runners of consciousness to whatever degree they were awake, managed to stay sane, were able to survive in a profoundly sick society, is an utterly amazing and a herculean task. I have seen it go both ways. I have seen incredibly beautiful souls get utterly crushed and I have seen others endure when over and over life has shown them nothing but pain. Soon this will be different. Those who were born in the fifties and before have had an entirely different journey than those born after. In today’s world we have children who are readily accepted and supported for they gifts they bring.

To some extent, we are all slightly mad – like the mad hatter. We have all been poisoned, indoctrinated and thoroughly chastised for being ourselves in myriads of ways. That we survived all of that only slightly deranged is the miracle of the century. That we are recovering, getting stronger, deciding to be better people is an ever greater miracle. We have passed the tipping point – that place at the top of the roller coaster where you can either fall back or speed on down the hill, and we have gone down the other side. We made it. That feeling we all feel of expectancy is free fall. And we can partially thank all those souls who came and just resonated love and gratitude on the planet in the middle of the darkness and mess to make it possible for the rest of us to awaken from the trance.

Blessed be every last one of you.

So rejoice, because very soon, this earth will finally be a place where you too can take a deep breath and relax.

Becoming

Have you noticed lately that we are all becoming? Becoming new, different and shedding much from our systems that we don’t want? People we know are finding the courage to become new lovers, new husbands and wives, new healers, new writers and podcasters, new artists and truth tellers? This theme of new is emerging in the subconscious consensus much the same way the new green shoots of grass and the budding of the leaves on the trees in spring happens.

Underneath all the world’s current supposed ugliness, new growth is happening and coming out all over the place like spring flowers in a forest poking through last year’s decayed leaves. There seems to be a loosening of the old constraints around our creative souls, around the expression of our true selves. I’m seeing it everywhere I look, and not because I was looking for it beforehand. It’s because it’s in my face. (now if we could just do something about my face…lmao)

There is an undercurrent of joy emerging in the face (there is that word again) of the starkest conditions outside of WWII I have ever witnessed. And it’s NOT a movement – an exterior idea that everybody is getting on the bandwagon with – no – it’s a true emergence from inside the genuine spirit of humanity.

It’s a new vibe, a new inner loosening of ages of sadness, a wonder to behold. I am thankful beyond belief. It’s contagious too. Just seeing it lightens my heart and asks me to widen the crack in my old heart that the joy and light might get in a bit more. To me it heralds the upliftment of Gaia from the very vibe of the universe and we are the expression of that. It’s happening – it’s finally beginning. The best thing is, the more it spreads, through the undercurrent of the consensus mind of the world, the more people will begin to be touched by it. It’s algorithmic. Spreading like an avalanche.

All I can say from what I have seen is that this under current of growth, opening and joy is what I have been waiting for all my life. It gives me hope for this planet and its peoples and our role in the future.

Carry on…

Standing Rock: the Reason there is Hope for the Human Race

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Sunday, December 4, 2016

7:17 AM

 

All of the people, all over the world are watching and are helping, are praying and supporting those that are Standing for the earth and its peoples who care for the human race over profit. This ground swell of support, of millions of people on this planet for what is humanly right and supportive of life and love for this planet and the continuance of it in balance and who hold sacred this place, gives me great hope that we awaken: at the right time, for the right reasons and interconnect with our hearts and souls  together to finally say, “Enough is enough!”

What could have turned into a civil war has evolved into a great ground swell of awareness and resolve. A sacred outcry is uniting people all over the world in a huge and beautiful numinous connectivity. We are finally, finally understanding that linking our hearts and souls, coming together as one mind, one unit has far greater power than anyone ever realized. We are creating a pathway through to the future by this, and just in the nick of time, too.

This is healing old wounds, it is teaching us, it is exposing the past polluting problems with this pipeline and all the other leaks, the unjust use of a land and resources that have so far destroyed every environment they have gone through and exposing the big corporate raping of a people and land for nothing more than profit in a game that could have/ should have been over a century ago. All for the love of money and power.

This awareness comes to us from the love for the land that the keepers of the land, the native American original people have always had and held sacred for hundreds of years. They now teach us because we have opened our eyes, finally enough to hear them. The corporate greed that has ruled this country while we played at democracy has been unveiled for what it really is, a voracious monster of greed.

I fear all we have done is to waken a sleeping giant and filled him with terrible resolve.       -Isoroku Yamamoto

They say that the frequency on this planet is rising, that as it does we will awaken and change. Change for the better. This is a MAJOR indication that is exactly what is occurring. This time the whole world not only watches, it prays right along with all of the people in Standing Rock. Praying in utter peace, praying in an utterly nonviolent stance and yet firm in this rising up.

 

And because of this prayer, we, the world, finally realize that it is our hearts that connect, it is our love for us and the planet that has the power.

 

This is a boots on the ground demonstration of that principle that will unite a whole world in peace.

 

A statement of sacred peace that has a strength to out weight the idiotic and clueless controllers.

 

This will work, because it cannot fail.

This is the future.

This is our future, as we build it.

This is sacred, this is beautiful.

I’m Over It! – reality check (yes, it’s a rant)

It’s all true.

All of it. They can take all their cover-up lies, bread and circus, artificial stimulation and stuff it! It’s time we all get over it too. Just go there. Everything we have ever been told in the last 100 years is a sham and a lie. Most science, most history and especially most technology. Who we are and who we think we are at totally different ends of the spectrum. There is ET life all over this planet – including us.

JUST GET OVER IT!

I don’t think there is one piece of information that could make me ‘reality check’ any more. I’m so over it that it has closed the circle for me and I’m back at; If this is true: then lets integrate it and get on with the next step. What would be the next step? IMO it would be trashing each bit of mind control programming, both emotional and intellectual and piece by piece regaining my truth. Why do I say my truth? Well, because your truth will be different from mine because you are different from me – we will have a basic direction that is the same – but the inner realizations, my truth and yours will be slightly different. That aside, what could my inner truth look like?

We live on a planet where many multiples of intelligent species live. Some are indigenous, some just want to explore this place, others want to take over and control this space, some want to farm this space (us included as a product), some want to engage with us, others want to investigate us and still others have been running experiments on us for quite some time in one way or another.

That aside, I maintain I am sovereign in as much as my understanding and level of learning can allow me to be. I intend to embody that principle as best I can as I go on. What does that mean in my actual living space? Well, Integrity, honesty, and gentleness of spirit. It means I will conduct myself and my energies as best I can to promote peace and love to those around me, those I interact with and those I have contact with. Whomever and whatever you are. Humans have a great capacity for turning emotion and experience into wisdom and artistic expression. We produce a ‘something’ from what we learn and integrate. We change quickly. So much so that we do the cargo cult thing quite easily. We have been adapted to look for leaders and gurus and gods and teachers and ‘fixers’.

This current rash of whistle blowers and truth tellers and revealers and most of our ilk’s investment in the story and speculation, shows that quite nicely. And to me it’s just another aspect of the gods coming to earth to once again modify our structures, both inner and outer, for their own reasons. So.

What about our daily quality of life? What about our deepening of our wisdom, what about being here now, instead of waiting for the next ‘shocking’ reveal??? Hmmmm? What about it?

What about us deciding what we need to enrich our lives and those around us so that we can reach some agreement on love and peace? What about deciding what we need to open our hearts and extend compassion and love to each other? What about learning to do that from a position of stable strength and deep understanding of your fellow next door – or a couple of communities away, or the world?

heaven2What are we doing or learning that could begin that process? Because I can just about bet that when that happens and it no longer matters who did what to whom, when, all that information that we think is so vital but can’t get to will become SELF APPARENT. And by that time, our particular flavor of bread and circus just won’t matter that much. I’m over the Saturday morning cartoons. I’m just done, over baked. I want to get out and stroll through a beautiful morning on a path to finding out what we need to do to create what Gaia keeps whispering in my ear is possible.

The Healers

There are those of us who have for a millennia sought to leave this place – this planet – our Gaia. Then there are those who have sought to stay here, who by their daily efforts have continued to support, heal and fight for her.

Gaia herself loves all of us – but there are those who through the centuries who sit in meditation, stitching the web of life back together, fixing every rent, every tear, holding her in their hearts the way she holds us.

These are the people that nobody knows about, that work singly or in groups with quiet intensity and love, knowing only that they feel what they do and know it is helping and it feeds their souls as well as their hearts.

They up-lift, protect, heal, sing, frolic, play and communicate in the energy field of our mother Gaia. And she speaks to them. She sings to them. She bathes them in her light and her love, the field of her song.

You know who you are.

While the rest of the world concentrates on exposing the crimes of humanity against its self and others and this world – and other worlds, The Keepers continue their daily work for it is more than a way of life or a calling – it is a necessity to their heart and soul, their very existence.

To you, I say thank you.

To you, I send love

To you; know you are bright in my heart.

To you I send huge gratitude

-for what you do, in silence, quietly loving our earth, our Gaia.

 

May the sound of this bell penetrate deep into the cosmos
Even in the darkest spots living beings are able to hear it clearly
So that all suffering in them ceases
Understanding comes to their heart
And they transcend the path of sorrow and death.
..
The universal dharma door is already open
The sound of the rising tide is heard clearly
The miracle happens: a beautiful child appears in the heart of a lotus flower
One single drop of this compassionate water is enough
To bring back the refreshing spring to our mountains and rivers.
..
Listening to the bell I feel the afflictions in me begin to dissolve
My mind calm, my body relaxed
A smile is born on my lips
Following the sound of the bell
My breath brings me back to the safe island of mindfulness
In the garden of my heart, the flowers of peace bloom beautifully.