PREFACE to my NC to NM Journey: Launching Off the Cliff

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“Change yourself to change the world around you; not just in small ways, but large ones. Make a new you – become who you really are – and your new existence will follow..” ~Krishna

The quote above came to me by the ethereal blue master himself, in meditation not just two weeks ago. I honestly haven’t had a lot of “connection” with Krishna in the past; my first experience was through a guided meditation in my Shamballa Healing class in early fall of 2010 (see my page on Krishna under the Angel Guides/Ascended Masters section). But in the few times I have experienced a “visit” from him, I find it comparable to conversations Alice had with the Caterpillar in Wonderland… I feel like I should take a puff from the hookah pipe…  but the words are very meaningful and perceptive!

Anyway, to the point: I’ve felt like I’m just on the verge of a “next step,” but treading water. A little frustrated at the treading, I’ve been searching for the root of the cause.

I’d been waffling on whether or not I should go to New Mexico, to a 2-day retreat with Kiesha Crowther, aka Little Grandmother. Now, there’s a little side story here that leads into all of this, that definitely feeds in…. Though I’ve known of “Little Grandmother” for more than a year now, and I generally agree with much she has to say (I’ve seen several of her Webcasts), she wasn’t necessarily someone I felt compelled to meet in any way. I mean, it’s been great to see her Webcasts, as a reinforcement to many of the “messages” I’ve been receiving (as well as quite a few others I know); but, that was all. If she had a presentation scheduled in my geographical area, would I go to see her? A definite maybe.

However, sometime around the Fall of 2010, seemingly out of nowhere in meditation one day, I heard that I was going to work together with the woman called Little Grandmother. I was like, “Hunh?” It was repeated, and I heard some more; I journaled it, but I was quite perplexed… because I otherwise felt no tie to her. So, I basically shrugged it off after writing about it in my journal… and forgot about it for the time being.

Sometime around the holidays of 2010, it came up again in meditation, completely blindsiding me. Again, I was like, “What? I don’t get it…” So I did the same thing; I journaled about it and filed it away for later reference.

I never mentioned these messages to anyone.

Shortly after the holidays, early on in 2011, a good friend (another who is very involved in spirituality and healing) and I were “chatting” online, and seemingly out of nowhere, told me, “Do you know the lady they call ‘Little Grandmother’?” After I answered yes, she said, “I’ve been ‘told’ to tell you that it’s important that you will meet her and do some type of work together.”

Even with all that’s happened over the past year-and-a-half, all of the synchronicities… I was shocked. I laughed, and it was then that I told her about the messages that I had gotten before then. At that point, I was actually able to “see” a meeting with her, one on one, sometime in the near future… as friends. I told my friend about it… but then, for the third time, I filed it away for later reference.

The fourth time was the charm.

Yet several months later, in March, there my friend and I were, “chatting” online again, and she brought it up. “You know… I’m again getting the message that you should try to meet that woman Little Grandmother, now vs. later. I understand it works positively either way, but laying the ground now will be very helpful in some way, later.”

I remember sitting at my computer, and reading her comment. I think I literally rolled my eyes, because I felt like, “OK, OK!! ENOUGH ALREADY!!! What’s up with this?!” We went back and forth about it; without a lot of further detail, I will just say that a series of subsequent conversations resulted in the conversation that pushed me into looking at Little Grandmother’s Website… her event calendar… and the listing for this workshop in Santa Fe; it was the ONLY event listed in the United States for 2011, and in the beginning of May.

So, in the midst of  many, many other events going on in my life – 2 businesses, and an endless stream of goings on with my family, many loose ends I had been trying to tie up to move forward  – I considered going to New Mexico.

At the same time, I thought it was a little off the wall to consider… maybe even crazy.

I asked, “Am I just trying to put off the rest of this?” Though my mind tried to say yes, my heart actually felt just the opposite; that if I didn’t go, I would be letting the mundane, day-to-day semantics allow me to  put off something inevitable, something that for some reason is supposed to help me finally move forward.

So, this debate was going on within me. When I asked in meditation, I felt this inexplicable push towards going. It made absolutely no sense logically; yet it felt pure and honest… and right.

It was then that Krishna popped up while I was in my “floaty” state in acupuncture that week (I do ALL kinds of astral travel when I’m pinned on the table in acupuncture… I get some of the CLEAREST visions there!); I was navigating through a complex maze of an existence that wasn’t here, but I knew it – it felt familiar. At one point, I was standing on a terrace overlooking this very busy city, in this foreign “land.” Suddenly, from next to me, I heard, “There is nothing that says you must stay on the path to get to where you’re going, by following its twists and turns… following the rules that we all have made.” It was then I looked towards the voice and realized that it was Krishna standing next to me; and thus, at that moment I realized that it was Krishna’s dimension/Universe that I was “visiting” – the same one I had seen last year, when I had “visited” for the first time in Shamballa class. He looked towards the destination I sought, and continued, “To get to your destination, you can simply decide to plow straight ahead, in the simplest and quickest way possible. Create your own path; it is completely your choice, in your control.”

And so I did, to finish what I realized was my exercise, before I came back to here and the end of my acupuncture session.

Subsequently, in meditation, I kept on getting signals about the trip being a huge turning point for me, starting the “next phase” – whatever that is – and that I would get to the same place down the path eventually, either way… but that this would be much more of a “straight line” to get to where I desire to go.

So did the same friend who had gotten the “messages” for me.

Three days later, I went into meditation with a completely different intention… and there was our blue-skinned friend, with more enigmatic words of wisdom, including those introducing this post.

Though I had decided I would find a way to go, plans seemed to start forming on their own in my head. It was only about 2 weeks ago that the thought popped in, “It might be a consideration to drive out to New Mexico…” This was yet another completely foreign thought to me, as I’m typically the one to get from Point A to Point B as quickly as possible.

However, as soon as the thought crossed my mind, other plans started falling into place. Places I’d want to stop, people I’d want to see, things I’d want to do. I looked at my calendar; out of the entire of month of May, the week surrounding the 2-day retreat was the only week I could manage to take such a trip.

Though I have asked a few people if they would like to join me, it really was half-hearted, because I generally feel like this is a journey I’m supposed to take on my own. Quite a few people have marveled that I would consider doing this by myself; however, I wonder why I would even consider doing it any other way! This road trip is giving me the opportunity to find myself… or more accurately, get away from the day-to-day energies of the mundane to help me find out who I’m becoming, about what it is that is I AM as I start to push my way out of the transformative cocoon into which I figuratively entered not 18 months ago, as I began all of this all-intensive work. Without going into further detail (probably about 5 more blog posts worth), there are many, many pointers and messages telling me that I’m on the edge of the cliff, about to leap off into the swan dive necessary to enter a great new adventure, the next phase of my life; however, I don’t yet know what that looks like, how that translates into our world, except that it is to help and empower others while helping and empowering myself.

And so, in 2 days I am embarking upon something rather uncharacteristic of me: I’m packing the car and hitting the road, 2/3 of the way across the country. On a literal journey – a road trip – to help me begin whatever it is that awaits me around the bend. However, right now I’m not focusing so much on the end result as the journey – something I often overlook – to experience every moment as its own, get everything I can get out of every moment, and spend some time with me.

I will be on the road with my laptop, and undoubtedly prone to blogging along the way (maybe even video blogging)… so stay tuned. Because, as they say, the journey is often just as important as the destination. And, for some reason, I feel like this is the case for my road trip… and that it will be important to share.

What am I expecting? I am completely thrilled to tell you… I don’t know. What do I expect from meeting Little Grandmother? Really, nothing. For all I know, all of the “messages” were just put there to get me to go. There are so many things I’ve been shown will be related to taking this trip, though I have no idea how… and so, off I go, giddy for the adventure, ready for just about anything.

But it will be fun, it will be refreshing…. and somehow, someway, I feel like this will help me along my way, give me some clarity, and give me the little push I need off the edge of the cliff to spread my wings and fly!

Feeling Boxed In… and Remembering the Racehorse!

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When I was a child, growing up on Long Island, my mother worked in the horse racing industry, and her significant other’s family was really in the industry… they bred and trained race horses.

I’ve always loved horses… and though I’m not a gambler in the least bit, I’ve always LOVED watching a horse race. What excitement!!!

However, I will say that they’re not topmost in my attention these days… until just recently.

Several weeks back, we watched the movie “Secretariat,” which brought back my memory of why I loved those races! But I watched the movie, enjoyed it, then put it away in the movie memory storage of my mind.

(I know, you’re wondering, “How the heck does this relate to the spiritual world?” Patience, patience… I’m getting there…)

A few days after I watched that movie, my friend Linda sent me an email with a bunch of releasing that came to her for me relating to a racehorse (this is a daily occurrence back and forth for both of us – sending releasing and clearing information back and forth, that is). How odd, I thought… it’s not something I talk about in conversation – I don’t use horses in metaphors much – so I found it particularly funny that she had termed the clearing “racehorses”… especially since she had no idea that I’d just watched “Secretariat.”

I did the clearing, but I remember I felt a little perplexed as to the relevance of what was on my mind that day.

Fast forward to this week: I had HUGE upheaval in the way I saw things. It’s hard to explain, so I won’t try to here, because it really did have to do with an “argument” I had with my Guides and C (my affectionate nickname for Creator/Spirit/Source/God).  Or, I should say, sort of a spiritual crisis… where I got very, very angry with them, and “turned off the faucet” most of the way for the day (now, THAT is a funny story for a blog in itself… but for another day).

Though I kept on clearing and releasing, I didn’t understand why I couldn’t get past a little bit of a funk… and it usually hit me in the morning.

So, this morning was exactly the same; I pondered on that, and through some further internal digging, I realized that all of it – even the little personal crisis I had this week – stems from the paradigm of being “shown” what is to be here on Earth on a large scale… and allowing it to unfold on its own. I’m excited for the awesome parts to begin; and I’m getting rather tired of waiting for it.

Don’t get me wrong; I haven’t continued on just WAITING; in fact, I have tried to move things forward in many parts of my life. However, it seems that the more I’ve been trying to move things forward, the more I feel like I’m banging up against a rubber wall. My whole household and my whole life feels like it’s at a standstill that I’m pushing to get out of: I’m trying to pull my husband by the hand through this exciting glimpse via the spiritual world (he nibbles, but as he terms it, I devour); I’m trying to counsel him through his dead standstill in his career at work; I’m trying to birth him out of his womblike “keep everything as it is” mode… and quite frankly, for a number of reasons, I’ve had the problems getting my non-spiritual work (I do have THAT business) done, so I’ve been stuck there, too, bouncing off the rubber wall I’m trying to circumvent and/or get past. And it seems that many people I know feel the same way, and have turned to me to help counsel them forward… which I do, and my counsel is rarely acted upon.

That in itself is all fine… but this big picture feeling – that I’m bouncing off a rubber wall, and can’t get out – makes me edgier and edgier…not just irritable; it makes me CRAZY.

And while I’ve been at this standstill, I’ve been getting in more and more information from our etheric brethren and C… more and more of the big picture. And yet, here I sit, in the rubber box.

I realized I’m getting tired because I don’t LIKE holding modes; I like moving forward. I DON’T want to be able to think that I will be doing the same thing, day in, day out, for every day, every week, every year. I love the excitement of the game, I love rollercoasters… that’s why I understand I’ve liked it here, through this existence on 3D Earth.

I was writing an email to my above-mentioned friend Linda… and before I knew it, I realized I was using the racehorse analogy! Funny, I thought… I haven’t even thought about horses much until suddenly over these past several weeks. Here’s what I wrote, barely even realizing what I was writing at the moment:

I’m like the racehorse at the starting gate. I can see the track; I’m pumped up to run, but I’m in the @#$#@ gate, just waiting for the bell to ring. And I’m getting really, really antsy, because I JUST WANT THAT @#$@ BELL TO RING AND THE GATES TO OPEN, ALREADY!!!

I stopped, my fingers paused over the keys, while I read that back to myself… and suddenly, everything started to gel together, to form a picture.

Then came that nudge… and so I just tuned in, and asked what it was I was trying to see. In C’s perfect, loving way, I saw the whole thing in a flash; here’s the translation, in the way I heard it:

This is the last stretch of wait for you; you’re in the gate, and the bell IS going to ring – at any moment, or you wouldn’t be in the gate. The race is taking you to the next existence – the trophy (for all to receive) – but it is so comparatively minute to the rest of the Earth existence that it will feel like the wind as it flies by.

The racehorse spends its whole life preparing for the race. It is fed the right foods; it is groomed a particular way; it practices and practices, exercising and running – on different kinds of tracks, in different types of weather, with different riders. The rider does the same – eats a certain way, exercises, rides different horses, learns the horse and how to merge with it. It’s all practice, so when that gate opens, the horse and the rider, as one, know EXACTLY what they need to do together to run the race. The race is merely seconds or minutes… but preparation for those seconds or minutes have taken the entire life of both… and when sitting in that gate, the horse is just raring to go, to let its body be the master of the wind as it has learned – practiced – to be, and its rider is strategizing the course, feeling the turns, considering the weather conditions, the track conditions, and many, many other considerations. This isn’t second nature – it IS their nature.

You have spent lifetimes upon lifetimes upon lifetimes – and versions of that through different planes, as well – through this existence. You have gathered such experience just for the last part of it all – the climax of the story, and opening the doorway to the next existence. You have been at the gate, remembering (after you made yourself forget) all you have done to prepare for these mere moments, the moments of the race. Yes, you love this part; you know it is worth it through every existence in which you partake, regardless of how many lifetimes, iterations, or whatever is the deciding measurement of the existence. You love the race; you are in the gate and want to utilize it all – all the preparation – for the thrill of those moments on the track, on the final stretch.

This is why you are antsy, irritable at what you perceive is your limitation – the gate – and you literally feel boxed in. You need to remember that it is because you are in that box that you are the most on edge… you know the exhilarating freedom – the run – all that you have been working for, is about to begin. You feel the anticipation in the air; the moments before the bell and before the gates open.

Instead of letting this take hold of you, you must take hold of it. You are in the final moments of remembering what you’ve done, and why you’ve done it. Instead of skipping through the gate, utilize it to the best and highest way. Make the gate – the holding period – an experience in itself. You can do that without laying down and going to sleep – without losing your focus and your drive – but while the anticipation grows and grows – just a bit more in these final moments – feel all of you. Feel your connection to it all; feel all – from your perception – that you have behind you and all that you have before you, above you and below you, inside and outside of you, as you perceive the apex of the moment it all melds together, to the moment when the gate opens through the moment when you cross the finish line – actually yet another starting line – to the next existence. And that will make the experience even that much more fuller, much more fulfilling.

What a beautiful – and perfect – picture! And it just feels right… enough so I can get my butt out of bed, go work out, and get on with my day!

Enjoy every moment, and appreciate the magnificence of it all today, every day. The bell is going to ring soon, and then the REAL fun is going to begin… and this next, awesome part is ready because of all of the preparation we have all done!  🙂

When it gets overwhelming, a little bird will tell you…

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The other day, a friend of mine asked me, “How is the world for you now, since you’ve discovered all of these Awakened abilities and done all of this work over the past year?”

My first thought: Huh? YEAR? Hasn’t it been DECADES?  LOLLOL

However, here was my answer: “It’s a completely different world – so much more beautiful and poetic, so MUCH MORE, period! But here are times when I just feel like there’s just SO MUCH for us to do, and on the fly, as things speed up faster and faster!”

At the onset of learning and fine-tuning energy and spiritual work on myself and others, I really thought that the more I learned, the more in control of the bigger picture I would feel.

I was wrong.

Today, there are days and weeks when I thankfully put it all aside for a breather, because I get…  well, overwhelmed. And I find that if I let that happen, it bleeds quickly from the spiritual level into the physical level, and then I get panicked about a million things (that don’t really matter).

The other evening, I had gone into one of those panic modes for a little bit. I ran to the store to pick up a few simple things, and in the store, it was like I suddenly had a whole bunch of stuff mucked up, and I started getting anxious. Thoughts, worries, and doubts that were really pretty ridiculous started running through my head; it only took a few minutes before I could disconnect, observe those thoughts, and think, “Wow. Chill out. It’s all fine and good!” That quieted the mind down for the moment, but I still felt like I just had the anxiety at bay – not eliminated.

When I got home, in the dark (this was at about 9:30pm), a young bird – which turned out to be what’s called a nuthatch (though I’d never seen this interesting looking bird before) – was “running” around right on the driveway, acting really strangely. It ran under the car, and then sat there, looking like it was hurt in some way.

My husband got it out; there was a thought about putting it in the bushes or something…but I said no, leave it there. So, he and my kids went in the house.

However, I couldn’t get myself to leave the bird.

Initially, I also didn’t want to get too close, so I stood about 3 feet away from it. I was still a little in panic mode, though I didn’t realize it at the time. The reason I didn’t want to get too close? I was afraid, though I recognized not of the bird. Once I realized that consciously, I decided to put the thought aside and study it later; then I tuned in, and got that it was hurt… but there was something else. It wasn’t necessarily going to die, though I understood it could choose to. It would look like it was asleep… then it rolled on its side. At a certain point, I even thought it was dead.

Without even thinking about it, I kicked in to Theta Healing mode, and started communicating through Creator – to the animal’s Guide. Next, it felt right to bring in some Arcing Radial healing – and next thing I knew, the center of my back was radiating coolness and love, and I could feel several of the archetypes of the Divine Feminine circle around the bird – Mary, Mary Magdalene, Quan Yin, Isis, Woman of the Woods (it IS one of her creatures, after all!). Almost immediately after I started the Arcing Radial, the bird suddenly righted itself and looked at me, looked up into the tree, almost backwards, then looked at me again. It walked backwards a little bit, forwards, looked normal, twisted its head oddly, and then sat down and went to sleep, right there in the middle of the driveway.

Suddenly, I did something that was the MOST interesting thing I’ve experienced thus far: It was like EVERYTHING came together at once! Arcing Radial, Reiki, Shamballa, Theta, the Violet Flame – it was ALL ROLLED TOGETHER, like there was this POWERFUL ball of energy coming out of my hands and projecting over to the bird, who still had The Ladies with it. I was simply the vessel; I could feel that energy pouring through me and then over and into the bird, while at the same time, I was observing the Arcing Radial and… just everything. For an undefined period of time, I realized the feeling of being All One… because there was no separation. The Ascended Masters, the bird, the energy, the driveway, me…. we were all the same.

I have no idea how long I was out there in the dark with that bird – maybe 30 or 45 minutes. Finally, I heard Mary say to me, “You’ve done all you can do; we’ve done all we can do. The rest is up to this beautiful creature, but it has shared its message.”

And then I was fine. I went into the house knowing the bird would be fine either way.

As I learned, nature speaks to us all of the time, sharing messages we can choose to understand or ignore. So, after going back into the house – my earlier angst almost completely forgotten with the wonder of what had happened on my driveway – I looked up nuthatch as a totem message, and here’s the message that nuthatches share with us:

The grounding of spiritual energies along with faith and trust in the spiritual and physical.

The next morning, when my children, husband and I were leaving for the beginning of the work and school day, I looked up, down, and all around my driveway and even into the street, to see if that interesting and sweet bird had passed on during the night. However,  there was no sign of the nuthatch. I mentally thanked it for sharing such an experience and message with me and went on with my day.

A little later, I was reflecting on that entire evening, and  I realized that that my anxiety and initially not wanting to get too close to the bird was simply the fear of not being “good enough” to fix everything that can be fixed.

I realize I am. We all are.

THAT’S what we all need to remember… and practice.

1st Contact: Autotyping (FORGET Autowriting!) and “Meeting” a New… Friend?

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So, I started my regular meditation again. As is usual for me, I looked into all kinds of it, and was still looking for some insight on what was going on. I was seeing some interesting stuff in my meditations, too (more on that later).

My client – who has since become a good friend – told me I should try autowriting or autotyping, to start “a conversation” with my “spirit guides.”

It felt a bit surreal to me. Autowriting? Are you kidding me? I’d seen it on TV, and always wondered how real it could be… and thought it a bit bizarre. It was always a little creepy to me, too, because it seemed that whenever I saw it shown, it was shown on some scratchy old film or with an air of the mysterious and ghostly. Like the pen would write of its own accord? Really?

So, when this was first brought up – and it turned out that several others I found online suggested it, too – I guess you could say I was a bit, um, skeptical, hesitant, doubtful… and a little nervous about it. Here’s why: When I was in my mid- to late-teen years, a few friends of mine and I played around a little bit with a Ouija board – yep, run-of-the-mill Ouija board, by Hasbro, maybe even from Toys R Us (I’m not kidding… you can get them there!). Anyway, we had no problem with it… what fun! Something a little creepy! Plus, since I was always a bit of a skeptic, I wanted to see if they really worked; surely you’d feel if someone else were pushing on it, wouldn’t you?

Well, we started using it, and it was odd… the hand piece didn’t feel pushed (after a couple of tries), and it did provide some information we might not otherwise have had. Anyway, it wasn’t long before any time we sat down to play with it (which was the typical sleepover entertainment), the hand piece would almost be flying over the board, anxious to spell out words for us. Really! One time, it told us it was the spirit of some boy who had just gotten hit by a car a few states away, and it gave us all the information about the accident – including the boy’s name. It gave us some message, too, but I can’t remember what it was. We actually checked it out over the next week (via the library – this was way before the Internet)… and the accident had actually happened in exactly the same way the boy had described, on the day we did the Ouija board… and the name and place were dead on (no pun intended). I have to say, we were a little creeped out!

We had a couple more goes at it, but soon stopped using it altogether, because we found that the messages became increasingly belligerent. So that was that.

So, you see what I’m saying here, about being hesitant about the autowriting thing? I was skeptical… but I think I was just as wary of it actually working!

However, the information just came to me, via article, Internet research, someone telling me – I’m not quite sure – but it was also something covered with me when talking about meditation – the basics:

  • Always protect yourself with The White Light (here’s a great article with the basics about it);
  • Always set a specific intention in the beginning of the meditation (such as “My intention is to communicate directly with my spirit guide via autowriting/autotyping about….”)
  • When directly communicating with the other dimensions and other realms, make sure to be very specific about the “level” of entity with whom you wish to speak, along the lines of “My intention is to communicate directly with my spirit guide of the highest level of light possible, who would only have the intention of communicating with me for my highest good, via autowriting/autotyping about….”

Why is all of this ceremony important? Well, let’s see – even scientists have proven the existence of multiple dimensions. When you go into meditation, you expand your awareness, quite possibly expanding the ability to communicate more freely with other dimensions. The way I look at it is, if you count the spirit world/afterlife as a dimension, as well as dimensions with other, more advanced forms of life that might not quite have your best interests at heart, well… you’re probably not going to connect to your target entity! Apparently (so I found out), this is an unwaverable law of the Universe, and if you specifically state these type of intentions, then they cannot be disobeyed or misrepresented. Here’s another one I’ve learned: If you don’t want to communicate with an entity, and you tell it to go away, it will do so. Period. So, does that take the fear and anxiety out of trying this out for you? It did for me. I thought, “What’s the worst that can happen – nothing?”

SO…. After researching quite a bit and finding new online communities and friends “in the know” on this stuff, I decided to try it early one morning during meditation. I figured I’d go with the writing thing first and see if that did anything; if not, I’d try autotyping, which to me just seemed easier and more efficient!

Early one morning, I started my meditation with a pen and pad, did everything I was supposed to do, kept my eyes closed, purposely turned off the brain, stayed far off, and this is what I got:

A bunch of scribble.

Now, to be fair, I should really preface that with a few things:

  1. My hand did actually sort of take off. OK, sorta weird, right? I felt a little bit like Thing from the Addams Family!
  2. After a page or two of jibberish, it started writing random words with scribbles in it. I was told that would happen
  3. I stopped at that point, because that’s when my brain engaged, and I freaked out a little bit.

So, the next day, I tried autotyping on my laptop. Now, you want to feel something bizarre? Try that. The first time, I lasted all of several minutes, because I was so weirded out that my fingers started flying over the keys – without my even being engaged at all.  However, when I opened my eyes and looked at the typing, I had a page full of an extended version of this:

Riwoess;dlkl ri hgt4u3969wor tgjgiy4ie9epq[e  gj4ri496yurotig hj3qr[olergi40egt4r56y7rgewk tyugbrogy95g gj40rgjhhjt5lrlwld,49tu rorkg r gyuig rhjtjfkeolyt95nveitiyepoirpoimge9n4ieofkd’;lk rohjhyq’s;doigj trlkd gioirjldfioermlekjgioer fl;kg a;ewiojg

After that, I wrote it off for about a week. I couldn’t deny the weirdness of my fingers just flying over the keys, but unless I was typing some decipherable code, it was sort of a waste of my time!

However, I kept on feeling a compulsion to get back to it, and when I did allow myself to consider it, I’d get THE BUZZ, and this nagging feeling.

So I tried it again. This time, in my intention, I made sure to include that I would not be afraid, and I would not freak out in consciously connecting with my spirit guide. I also decided that I would see if I could “see” any thoughts moving in the direction of my fingers. OK, that sounds weird, right? If you’re going to be reading this, get used to it! It’s difficult to describe stuff like this when it’s not mainstream in vocabulary!!!

This time, I stayed distant, but it was like in my head I was keeping one eye squinted and open to peek….but just a little bit! And here was the funny thing: when I did that, while still in a meditative state, it was like I felt someone talking to my brain, and I was watching words feed through my brain as I typed them, for lack of a better explanation. Like I was transcribing something. I stayed meditative, didn’t allow myself to freak out – which would essentially pull me out of it. I guess you’d say I let it flow. This time, here’s what came through:

You must be awake and conscious for me to give you messages. I do not [need to] know your [written] language to write it myself. So I translate through you.

This is your path. You know it now. You will not understand all now, but in time you will. Your body will feel different as will your soul. The light is your work… Be patient, there is much to learn, much to teach… We love all, as we are one… Your hands know. Use them. Remember. We will help you. This existence is beautiful, the next will be indescribable to you as you understand now.

I am done today… Much love.

How cool! Boy, that was like the first hit of a very addictive drug. I was hooked!

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