Dreamt of The Moment of The Shift

Let your heart bloom with love.

Let your heart bloom with love.

Just awoke from a dream feeling very nauseous. We were doing a test run for “the shift”. It seems I was on a spaceship with many others. There were a couple of ways things could work but we were all desirous of the most optimum one manifesting. Reports were coming in from all parts of the earth as we sought the exact moment to “shift”. It was a huge effort involving incredible coordination on multiple levels. There was something about our eyes and frequency. I held my gaze with many, knowingly accessing deep peace inside. All had to be attuned, creating a hum, a vibration that would break through the veils and create the necessary movement. There was tremendous excitement as well as the knowing that we had trained for this moment for eons. No one knew the exact timing as it would happen when everything aligned. We held our stations, an all hands on deck situation, knowing, this was it. Alarm bells went off in one sector, our focus trained there to move it to the necessary frequency. Over and over we attended to the various disruptions or hot spots.

I awoke feeling ill yet knowing we are close. Closer than so many believe. It is but a blink of an eye. Prepare yourself emotionally to awake to a new world. Ha, how can we prepare for such a shift? By moving in every moment, into the love flame in our hearts and trusting that we are meant to live that love in all ways. By letting go of worry or concern about the future and living fully present in the now moment. By letting go of the past with its stories of wounding and suffering. Let it all go. Surrender in every way that you can and breathe in the peace. Feel every feeling that comes and let it play through you until it plays itself out. Hold nothing back. At the bottom of every feeling fully felt, peace awaits. Forgive everyone for everything ever done to you or by you. Forgive yourself most of all for all the ways that you have disappointed yourself or fallen short of an imaginary mark. Forgive God for all the wrongs you have heaped upon Her/Him. Turn to gratitude as an antidote to denser vibrations. Know yourself as lovable. Know that you are so loved. Know that you are love.

The animals are showing us how to hold the vibration of peace. Tune in to them.

The animals are showing us how to hold the vibration of peace. Tune in to them.

This shift is coming about internally, heart by heart. It then goes viral and shows up externally in our world. You hold a piece of this and it is being called for. Are you at peace? If so, sound your note, loud and clear with everything that you have. If not, do the work of clearing all that stands in your way. We cannot create peace on earth from outside ourselves. It comes as a result of each one being the peace. That means you cannot be violent to yourself in any way. If you want to live in a gentle world, then speak gently to yourself. Care for your body in gentle ways, thanking her/him for its service. Be the peaceful observer of your life, stepping back from drama or judgment of any experience or person. Open yourself to all that comes into your world, knowing that you have created it, in coordination with your higher self, for learning and growth. Trust this implicitly. Everything that enters your world is for your expansion. You are so loved that the universe conspires to bring what you need, to your doorstep. Listen to your intuition and show your respect by acting upon it. Hold a field of love for everything, knowing that everyone and everything wants only to know it is lovable. We are here to bring it all back to love.

What a privilege to be this love in expression. What miracles we are creating. I am ready. Believe yourself to be, and you are. We are not novices at this game. We are highly trained warriors of the heart, brought to this earth to free it from bondage. The sixties love revolution planted the seeds. We are ready to harvest those loveplants which have grown in our hearts. This world is crying out for peace. Align your peaceful heart with all the others and see it spreading like wildfire. A conflagration of peace lighting up Mother Earth. Any moment now……hold the vision with me and we will be there. I love us all and I so love this earth.


Seeing through the Mists into Unity

The river flowing through the misty rain.

December 5th, 5 is change and it was reflected in my world. I awoke from confusing dreams of heartache and of many pulling at me to find their center. I noticed a burst blood vessel in one eye. No food settled in my stomach and I could not think of what to eat that would bring comfort. I felt at sea. My elder son came home and there was tension and emotion, a call with my younger son saw flashes of anger and frustration move through me with great speed at things in his world. All unusual for us as we have moved in a space of unity and effortless flow for a time now. I observed myself in the moment, took the breath and moved to a higher perspective. We were clearing our hidden corners as well as many for the collective, per our agreement for this time. I saw the unity of it all…….the joy, the anger, the frustration, the instability, the uncomfortableness in my body, the deep peace……a grab bag of emotions. Waves crashing and pounding the shore of my being. None separate, no good or bad, all there to be met with an open heart. All asking to be seen and felt fully and invited into the warmth of the flame, alive in my heart.

I retreated into nature, took a walk by the river. A healing space. There was a fine mist falling that made me feel like a plant as I walked along. Non-human. Empty of attachment, wanting the earth and the moisture, knowing it as all.  I walked and sought a balance with the earth. I felt the mother’s love rise up in me, the desire to wrap all in a blanket of love. I felt my tears. I felt alone. I longed to be met and found no one about in this new frequency I awoke to. Yet, I knew they were all about me. I had visions of their flames, and my standing in front of each one. Mother Mary, Archangel Michael, Buddha, St Germain……each known to me on many different levels. Can I stand and not be overwhelmed, not be reduced to a puddle of weeping on the floor?

The buck whose gaze pierced me through the distance.

A buck told me yes, yes I could. He was a distance from me and our eyes locked in an embrace. We both stood, rooted to the spot for a time, five minutes, maybe more. I know that I felt the weight of it, then surrendered, opening for more. He stood in quiet dignity, his antlers held high as he looked into me. He honored the feminine flowing in me and gifted me his strength. I received the blessing before he unlocked his gaze. I then raised my camera to capture his beauty and thank him before continuing on the trail.

White camellia blossoms that I picked from a huge bush on my walk to grace my bathroom sink, The bush was pretty but the individual blossoms displayed speak so much more clearly.

My phone rang and there was the smiling face of my daughter through the wonders of Tango, a free video call connecting our hearts from her in New Zealand to me in California. To think that she could join me on the remainder of my walk! Her cheery voice brought the tears again, weepiness has been with me off and on all day. It is amazing how the kindness in a voice can unleash tears that you did not know were there. She murmured sweet sounds to my tears, saying that 99% of the time it was the other way around. She relished being the one to offer me her strength and love.

Some tiny mist filled plants on the walk, so alive in their greenness.

I was nourished. From her sweet heart of love, the buck’s steady, strength filled gaze, the misty rain’s cleansing. I went home, to food prepared and a hug from my son. I took a long afternoon nap. A text had arrived from a dear friend saying, “I love you” and later she said she felt I needed her then. Another dear sister of my heart called saying that I had been in and out of her thoughts all day so she was checking in to see what was up. She helped me gain a little sense of it, the movement to a new frequency with its attendant disorientation. She has seen me through many movements so she could sense how quickly I was adapting and the grace that flowed within. She knew the blessing that I feel in each cell for this process we are all in. How grateful I am to be me, and play my part with my heart wide open. How grateful I am for all others, playing their parts that I could not.

Everything is holy. All of it. The shift is so close at hand. All that I know is gone and there is only the unknowing, and being present with it. I sense the freedom of this falling, trusting that I will remember how to fly.