Dreamt of Entering the New World

Image from a unicorn book, the swirling vortex that takes us to our freedom.

Image from Michael Green’s Unicornis book, the swirling vortex that takes us to our freedom.

Oh, I love this recent eclipse energy! The night before last, I dreamt of being in a place that was full of mud and slime. My daughter was with me (she is currently in Indonesia), and we were cleaning up all this muck. It was intense work and I was reminding her that we had tools and it made it easier if we chose the right one for each type of refuse we were dealing with. When I awoke, I felt we were working in different hemispheres of the earth, transmuting the dross of humanity’s creation into the golden light of love. I was so grateful to be working with her, she is a mighty warrior of lovelight!

Last night’s dream was spectacular. I got up about 3 a.m. with the dream vivid in my mind. I went outside to be bathed in the moonlight and drink in the wonder that I felt. My elder son was still up and so I was able to share the giddiness I felt with him. Earlier in the evening, my sons and I had sat around a fire as the full moon began its rise in the east. We were so conscious of all that is in the process of collapsing and the gift the moon and eclipse offered all. A reset, a mini- death once again as so much was made clear and a new operating system was installed.

Our outdoor firepit blazing.

Our outdoor firepit blazing.

In my dream, I had been meeting with a group who represented all the kingdoms and races of many universes. We knew one another yet on the surface, we appeared separate. It was as if others viewed us as enemies and yet we knew we were only playing these roles. We had all been trained in the ability to beam our heartlights to such an extent that we could hold humanity in our lovelight. I had been speaking of that with my sons as we sat around the fire, watching the salamanders dancing in the flames and the coals burning bright on the earth. I knew my heart had the ability to burst into a conflagration of fiery elements. I could pulse its heat in waves to all hearts. I understood the phrase, warrior of the heart, on a deep level.

The cover illustration from Michael Green's book. All the kingdoms will be with us once again, including the unicorns!

The cover illustration from Michael Green’s book. All the kingdoms will be with us once again, including the unicorns!

We all knew that an event was on the horizon that would herald the entrance into the new earth. None of us knew the timing but we each held a key to it. We knew a signal would be felt in our hearts to let us know it was GO! We were to then beam our heartlights for all we were worth. In my dream, it happened. As the heartlights beamed bright, a huge sinkhole opened in the earth and in a blink of an eye, we slid into the inner earth and discovered paradise. Our Agarthan (inner earth) brothers and sisters greeted us and our Galactic families joined us. The beauty and sense of freedom were unparalleled. I was giddy with the perfection of the plan! Oh, my it was so simple, so brilliantly executed, so wondrous. It was like a magician pulling a tablecloth out from under the dishes set on the table. Our landscape was pulled out from under us like a rug and we were deposited ever so gently on a new firmament. The wonder of it is still flowing in my veins. We have been taught to look up to the skies but this took place down, into the earth! Expect the unexpected, oh yes.

Stamp of the brotherhood who preserved the Unicornis manuscript. I love this symbol!

Stamp of the brotherhood who preserved the Unicornis manuscript. I love this symbol!

We were all free to begin, like children in a playground. We were free to find our playmates and go off and create whatever filled our hearts with joy. Freedom is a heady elixir! Oh, I am left so glad. So grateful for divine timing, for dropping beliefs and moving into knowing, for my heart that can transmit liquidlovelight like golden rain. We are close. All the wonders are at hand. It makes me savor the morning dew, the hummingbird who came to drink from the flowers nearby, the squirrels busy burying their nuts, the white doves who do a fly by every morning and evening before settling on the wires at the corner of our lot. Their wings glisten in the light and they look like angels dancing in the sky. A deep peace permeates my being this morning. I know my part, I play it well and the success of this play is assured. This is a story that will be told down through the ages as our grandchildren marvel that we were here, members of the cast that performed to standing room only audiences, drawn from the multiverses. My hat is off to each and every one of you. Well done! Know this truth, live it and breath it and it shall be. The golden age of peace is at hand.

Time for Forgiveness Between the Sexes

The rose can be a symbol for the masculine as well as the feminine heart. We are all love, that is our truth.

The rose can be a symbol for the masculine as well as the feminine heart. We are all love, that is our truth. I want to thank my friend, Bev, for honoring the request of her roses that they be included in a blog. Aren’t they stunning?

Women have adopted a cultural belief that men cannot be depended upon. They often react in one of two ways: by shaming or bullying the man for his former transgressions, whether personal or familially, or giving away their power to the man in an attempt to feed his ego as the one in charge. Neither path leads to freedom.

In truth, it is the path of the feminine to lead the masculine into following and supporting her intuition and knowing. Each has their place, their way of moving that is empowering for both, a win win relationship .
Many women hold a great deal of resentment and anger towards the masculine, and many men are afraid to put down the shields with which they have guarded their hearts. Who is to go first? Both are called to be brave, courageous and lay down their burdens. Women must hold their men in a field of love that allows the shame of past actions to be dissolved. Yes, the woman is called  to be this love. Not concerned with whether it is deserved or not, it is. We are all deserving of love and it takes moving beyond the daily perspective to a wider viewpoint to truly see this. Our men have lived under a burden of shame for their past warrior roles and have no templates from which to guide them in the new way. They wish to express the pain in their hearts for their collective role but have been denied an opening by the feminine. Many retreat into addictions as a way of trying to ease their pain.
Yes, the feminine heart carries great pain for the centuries of patriarchal abuse that has left her disempowered and afraid to speak her truth. This has created a standstill that has gone on long enough. It is time to break this deadlock of blame and shame. Women, it falls to us to take the first step in reconciliation. We have the power and wisdom of our mother to draw on.
Men must be willing to become warriors of the heart, dropping their shields and allowing themselves to feel fully, to cry, to express their emotions without restraint in order to get in touch with their own hearts. This will lead them to honor the hearts of the women.
Women have to allow the men room to play their protector, shielding role. Men need to listen to the hearts and knowing of their women without judgment and to support her in walking her truth. Women want to be supported to flow their feminine knowing without being questioned by a logical male mind. Men want to be free to protect and support without feeling less than or overpowered by their females. They wish to use their strength to guard their women and children. Women want to be recognized for their intuitive wisdom and to flow their gifts of knowing to the earth and their families. They desire to be supported by the strength of their men so that they may move in the fluidness which is their nature.
Ultimately, this will lead to the inner balance that we all seek, of our inner masculine and feminine working in harmony. I have experienced the joy and freedom that comes when I held a field of love for the men in my life. Shame melted away, allowing the ray of healing to penetrate the heart. Distances and misunderstandings melted as each was able to view the other free from blame or judgment. It is a process, it takes time and effort to be fully present in the now. There can be no viewing of the other through the lens of the past, as that is what keeps the deadlock entrenched. Instead, it is a moment by moment practice to see the divine one another, to recognize that we are all doing our very best in each moment and to allow grace to flow between us. Call upon your angels to melt your own and others hearts with liquidlovelight and witness the magic that is possible. Let there be no more divisions, let us gift our children a new template of harmony between the sexes where each is honored for the gifts they bring. The new age is upon us, it behooves us to not delay.