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A New Wind Blowing

Even though old stuff seems to keep resurfacing over and over again,  this time The New Wind kindly sweeps it out of existence, if we lovingly allow it. It’s Time.  It’s a New Dawn. It’s a New Day. And The Magic that was rained down on us through Solstice Thunder is taking root and overtaking The Land in a breathtaking Love Flow of At Last. We’re in a New Place. There’s a  New Wind Blowing…Smell The Roses.

 

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Breathe Deeply

The Sun looks in the mirror and sees the wild flowers. And sees you. And me.  As the flowers breathe in the Sun, the Sun inhales the flowers, fully. And you. And me. How deep do you allow yourself to breathe?

It’s about to turn Spring again in the Universe. And it’s about time. You’re already sown and seeded. Time for a little peek-a-boo to start seeing ourselves for who we truly are. Franz Kafka tells us:

‘You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.’

Breathe deeply. Make the Sun proud and shine your Light. Be glorious.

Around The Bend

A pioneer dreams about what’s around the bend, of the land that’s not on the map. Hears the promising chants he can’t resist. And can only adhere to the flow of the river. It will take him there. There’s a promise around the bend, unproven to the naked eye, but known by heart. There are no detours, only misconceptions about the journey. As The Stones say:

‘I’ll be following the river, gonna join hands with the sea’

Storm Chasing

Antsy… that’s the best way to describe the energy of the last couple of days. The oracle report says:

‘If you feel like you are bouncing around between two things or that you have no control over what is happening in your world, your life is trying to merge into one timeline  – and it is probably driving you mad.’ 

As the previous post spoke about ‘winds’ and ‘breeze’, these days feel more like an unshakable tension in the air and ‘storm chasing’. To get to the eye of the storm, perhaps. Ah, the stillness of the Center…sigh…Where the chaser and the chasee merge.

But first ‘antsy’. This tune has been chasing me (the chasee) since Friday, just like the oracle report described. Time for release, done with it. Don’t listen to it [and this is not a reverse psychology trick {neither is this one}] if you already are in your still point. No need to get the ‘antsies’ [smile].

The Guardians

Reading the musings of Lisa Gawlas (here and here), currently from the grounds of New Mexico,  she speaks of The Guardians, the unseen energy keepers, up on the Mesa cliff  in her backyard. The ancestors that ‘are us, aspects of us to merge with’.  That image stuck with me, and begged for a little soundtrack.

They’re the winds from our past, the breeze from the future, seeding the vortex of Now. They are us.  Ssshhhhhh ssshhhhhh [= sound of wind].

Standing tall

Last Tuesday (11-1-11) I felt guided to walk to a field nearby.  And I’m really trying to make this sound as non-mystical as possible, because I hope others might relate to it. As a cosmic rookie this is quite new territory for me, and perhaps someone else  recognizes these sort of subtle but very real happenings within their lives currently. Especially in my experience  of the last week the intensity of the unveiling seems to be picking up, like we’re being prepped.

See, eventually it doesn’t matter whether you connect all (if any) of the dots of this frequency shift. It’s impossible and probably largely irrelevant. It’s not about ‘doing’ something, anyway; and we are there where we are supposed to be.  But if it could be the least bit helpful in grounding this new energy on a collective level, or may light you up going ‘a-ha’, it feels worth sharing.

So I walk on this dirt road across the field, and in the distance I see a large group of black crows, doing whatever black crows do on freshly harvested grounds.  And though I was and am clueless to what I was doing there (and I like it that way), I just walked. As I came to about fifty meters of the crows, some already took off. Nothing fancy there.  As I came closer, crows still minding their business, I felt I should stay there. So I stood there, in loving neutrality; and it was all about ‘clearing’ this piece of land of these crows (and I have nothing personal against crows at all). So I sort of zoomed in on them, and one by one they left and within 5 minutes they were all gone. The place felt lighter and I got my little shot of happy grace, as if someone said ‘thank you’. And at the same time it felt something was ‘cleared’ in me as well.

By now I do know enough to fully embrace these little gifts, and not ‘mind’ them. And perhaps reading (writing) this might put you (me) more firmly on our New Frontier. And my educated guess is that more and more are (consciously) stepping on this wave every day.  And with ‘time’ not being what it used to be anymore, like in the good old days when a ‘year’ could last a whole year (imagine that), the curve can feel pretty steep. Best to be light about it, have fun with it, take in the magic and try not to puke [smile]. And what I’ve been ‘getting’ the last months is (and see what it means to you)  to  ‘hold your Center’.  As the Old is falling we turn inside where the New is already calling. And watching the leaf shedding trees these autumn days, the message is clear: letting go and standing tall.

How on Earth?

Yesterday I went for a little stroll and with a smile this pleasant realization hit me: it’s beginning to feel a little bit more like my Earth again (sigh of relief). And for the rest of the walk this song (replace ‘Christmas’ by ‘New Earth’ ) hummed through my head.  And I read the stuff about expanding consciousness & Co. with great interest, resonance and a learning eye, but nothing means more to me than my own experience, my own connection, the Inner voice without the hearsay.  Eat. Proof. Pudding. My Earth.

And while walking I notice how intense the sun is for the end of October. And how it’s literally warming us up to a New World, showering us with higher consciozone. And it’s one thing getting your mind/spirit in line with the energy downloads (barely, at times) and this shift, but then your biology comes stumbling behind it to keep up with it, like a car chasing dog…‘Hold up’…No holding up, ‘just get with the program’ is the (almost) immediate inner response and you smile [=edges of your mouth goUP ]. And what that means:  don’t fight it, surrender.

And all in all (okay, I don’t know exactly where this eventually all will lead) it is still a rather elegant process. Yes, it’s humanly longwinded, destabilizing and (pretty) rough around the edges, but considering that we’re upgrading (up to the dense biological level)  as a species with the old hardware and software still running – something which used to take eons of watching paint dry… pretty darn elegant, I’d say.

I’m sort of surprised how easy this stuff becomes integrated as ‘normal’, as is my (current) perspective of the last couple of months. Maybe a month ago I might not have written this down as easily, as if I wasn’t there yet. But there’s an (on and off) inner conviction settling in, which makes September feel like years ago. It’s that time quickening thing, I guess.

And I can’t stop wondering how this will play out on a collective level . We, as humantennas, are all attuned to different frequencies: we pick up different stations so to speak. But when that dial is turned up a little, some will start to hear beautiful music, while others are picking up more static while listening to their daily ‘View of The World’ show. And though it seemed that in the past we could make these differences work (really?), they now seem to start being amplified, for our true sound to be unmasked.  And, despite all the in-betweens, it’s a major good thing. But I admit, in the meantime  there’s still a lot of : “…And you look at the tiny pink car – you look at the eleven clowns standing next to it – and you look at the tiny pink car again. And you think …‘How on Earth…?’ “


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