Finally the Day We Have All Been Waiting For

Activation is vital, and today is a wonderful day to celebrate and visualize activation.

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Welcome to the new dawn. Welcome to the latest renaissance of the human soul. Welcome to the latest golden age- an age of understanding, of empathy, of perseverance, and of soul, of heart, of breath. You have made it to the next part of the journey. You as a people, you as a collective, you as a species. Welcome, welcome, welcome!

I have a simple message for you today. It is simple and full of light and love. It is a simple "Welcome."

There are no marching orders. There are no lists of things that must get done, now that the shift has become the strongest and most visible. Do not be confused, there is a lot of work to be done, but for now, simply welcome it. Allow yourself to feel the difference. Allow yourself to feel an existence that is destined for movement, for motion, for great change and great clarity. Allow yourself to feel an existence that is full of grace, of life with purpose, of greater connection than ever experienced before. Allow yourself to feel the flow. Allow yourself to feel the grace. Allow yourself to feel the endless possibilities.

This is the first step to activation. The change must come from within. The desire must come from within. The hope, the faith, the power must come from within. The first step to activation is awareness. It is time to become aware that the world is changing. It is time to become aware that your life is important, and that you are needed for this global revolution of the human spirit. It is time to feel for yourself that you are connected to the ebb and flow of millions of other souls.

Take the next few weeks to pay attention to your surroundings. Ask yourself:

• Are there visible ways that people have changed? 
• Are there new places, people, and interests that I feel drawn to? 
• Are there new ways that I find myself looking at things? 
• What does my body tell me is going on? 
• What does work feel like, now? 
• Are my goals and actions aligned? 

Just observe. Take note of things that you notice have changed-- simple vibrations, simple thoughts, simple perspectives. Then share the observations that you make.

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The second step to activation is community. Awareness then community.

Don't hide away any longer. Don't stay separated from your hearts or your souls, or your soulmates. Find them. Call out to them. Now is the time.

It's not to late for anything, for every moment is just the beginning, and let me assure you that this is the beginning of the most amazing thing to ever take place on this planet.

Peace on Earth and goodwill to ALL men, woman and children.
Peace and Earth, both inside and out
Peace of heart, mind, and body
Peace of life can always be found in the pace of life, just for future reference.

Continue to work hard, but understand that play is part of your work. Your only job is to be the best and most content YOU, you can possibly be.

Love and Light, your God and her God; they are all one in the same.
Peace, Light, Love and Laughter.

Utopia of the Soul

Time to tell it, as I hear it. The following all comes from a very strong source. I will call it Love. You may call it what you wish, any name or title that resonates with you and fills you with calm and peace. He speaks to all of us below. I am humbled to be a channel for all of us:

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Today was an important day:
I slept under the stars.
I rode on the back of a horse.
I saw a rhinoceros for the first time.
I ate with a spoon.
I was given a place to rest.
A friend came back into my life after years of separation.
The salty ocean water cleaned all of wounds- those on my body and those festering in my soul. I heard a baby laugh, and saw my lovers cry.
I held hands with the most beautiful girl, and a sang songs of praise in a humble church.
I put food on my table for my brilliant children.
I had little around me, but craved nothing.
I smiled as I sat without a chair upon the ground.
I taught a bird how to fly again.
I sold my house so that I could continue to follow my dream as a traveling musician.
I learned a prayer that soothed my soul, and heard a lecture from my mother that finally helped me to understand.
I read a good book, and saw a horrible movie, but it was great because I got to make fun of it with my best friend in the entire world.
I found a soul mate on the L train.
And I finally got a chance to take a walk and clear my mind.
I worked hard today, but began to understand what I really want out of life.
I learned to say no, and I learned to accept gifts with a simple, "thank you."

I am you, and you did all of these things today, and I thank you for this. I thank you for building an experience for me. I thank you for living. I thank you for feeling. I thank you for building a world that I want to live in.

Everyday, I sense, and feel, and am, both good and bad. The bad is part of the plan ladies and gents! The bad still helps us to build together. It helps you to heal; yes, you heard it hear first, pain is the first step to healing. If it doesn't hurt, you won't think to address it. Think about it!

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I also was robbed today.
I found out that I had cancer.
My baby died seconds after she breathed her first breath.
I was terrified by a man in black, and I lost my job.
My husband swore at me and then broke a bottle of whiskey against the wall.
My sister tried to kill herself, and I didn't even feel that bad about it.
My mom threw up today in the sink, and she was so drunk that I had to clean it up.
An army of bandits, or guerrillas  as they like to be called, ransacked my home and would have stolen and killed my daughter had she been home.
My baby broke his arm trying to crawl out of his crib, and a violent storm took the roof of of my home.

I am sorry for many things today but am too proud to apologize.
I hurt my mother, when I told her I thought she was a slut. I sang a song to her to heal her pain, but it was in my head. I'm not strong enough to face her.
I told the man of my dreams that I couldn't marry him, just because my father does not approve. I sang a song of regret, but I'm too frightened to face my father.

I rejoiced in a birth.
I forgave myself.
I laughed so loudly that everyone around me joined in.
My cat comforted me, and I realized that I'm not really alone.
I found beauty in the sunset, and realized that there is something to all of the, "We are One mumbo-jumbo."

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It is hard for all of us to understand we are One, that life is interconnected, that there is balance, and that Utopia is a place where we are free to grow as we need to, where life is not restricted or prejudged, where honesty reins, not perfection. A Utopia is a place where we can ask questions and receive answers, where people are free to live a life that is authentic and meaningful, where everyone is safe, but no one is protected. Where people help each other to listen to their souls. Where people are free to work out their demons in a way that is safe and sane, in a way where they can release the energies that no longer serve them and have never connected them, without destroying anyone else's soul.

But this Utopia is not without conflict. This Utopia is not with out death, or disease, or pain, or betrayal. This Utopia is not without fear. Fear may separate you from God, from Me, from the Earth, but how can you really understand connection and the power that comes from that connection without it being lost to you?

This Utopia isn't without heartache and grief. This Utopia is safe, it is sane, but it allows all feelings all emotions, and private thoughts and desires. Everyone will not get along in this Utopia, not now, not at this point in the evolution of Spirit. We must first understand what it is truly like to be thriving, blessing, unique individuals before we can completely and correctly harness the power of Oneness.

I wish for you a Utopia. I will help you build it, once you decide how to make it work. I have given you all the resources you need. There is more than enough for all of you. I will help create safety for all. I will help create life and help love to flow, but you first must acknowledge that you want this, and then you must ask for it. You must be brave enough to ask for a place where everyone can be authentic, and be smart enough to understand that pain, and grief, and polarization will be present but with a purpose. Everyone must be welcomed and included, or your place of perfection fail. Someone left on the outside will seek to tear it to pieces.

You must allow people who are weak of Spirit in your walls. You must allow them to figure out their journeys for themselves. You must allow them to make mistakes. You must all them to fall down, and you must never turn your backs on them.

Your police and firefighters and armies are meant to serve and protect. Take away their weapons and arms that destroy, but still give them the power to protect. Teach them how to sense a soul that is in crisis. Teach them how to help humans release negative energies. Teach them that conflict is needed for growth, and that they do not need to fear discontent. Teach them to create safe spaces of release. Teach them to understand the difference between violence and growth. Teach you children the same.

I know you want to be free of pain, of despair, of disbelief, but My Children, I refuse to give you that. I refuse to take away the gift of life. And all those things are the gifts of life. They help you make sense of the world. They give value and meaning to love, understanding, and peace of mind. They also create love, understanding and peace of mind. I refuse to take away anything that makes you whole, anything that brings you back to Yourself, to Me, to Your Family.

I will help you create a Utopia, a safe haven where you can be with every emotion, with every reaction, with every argument. A Utopia where every soul is safe from being harmed, but no body is free from pain.

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I want you to understand this more than anything. I want you to understand that peace cannot be found without chaos, and that chaos cannot manage to fight itself. Chaos will eventually give way to more chaos because chaos always realigns and gives meaning to the Universe, and the cycle must start again.

People have the right to live without fear. People have the right to live in a place where that do not need to fear growth and natural progression, where they are respected as evolving beings who are far from perfect but trying. Everyone should have the right to try, to have control of their own destiny. Everyone should have the right to be free of the fear of control and dismissal. Everyone should have the right to deal with their fear of self, their fear of truth, and their fear of connection. This is the fear that separates, but later aligns.

I bring these words in peace. I will help you once you are ready. Be your own best friend, first and foremost. Get out of your own way, and then help clear the way for others. Build that Utopia in your own soul. Then help build it in the soul of others.

Because you see, Utopia exists within, and when enough of you have built it within- this place where people are free to hurt, to laugh, to sing, to dance, to explore and make mistakes, you will see that it will begin to magically manifest in little corners of the physical world. 

Heaven can only be reached within, and Heaven on Earth can only exist once enough of us have taken the time to journey within. 

Good luck, safe travels, and see you on the other-side of the curtain.

Amen.

Follow Your Colors

Seen but never heard:

I have often wondered what it's like to be really small. To be so very tiny that a blade of grass would be tall. Well I had a chance to find out, as strange as it may seen. When I went to visit a lady bug in one of my craziest dreams.

Those are the words to one of my favorite songs that we used to sing in elementary music class. Mrs. Kehoe taught that class. She was young, and energetic, and super nice. She was the perfect elementary school teacher. She always made me feel safe, and special, and had a way of keeping even the most unruly of kindergarteners engaged.

I often sing that song to myself when I'm playing outside, daydreaming, or cloud watching. It feels fun and lifts me up, and it reminds me how important it is to want to be in someone else's shoes. It reminds me that everything is different when you are someone else. And it reminds me how important dreams are.

I am having a hard time at the moment. My anxiety is out of control, and I mean just that. I can't seem to control it, or even understand it. It attacks at weird times, and then doesn't seem to be present when it logically should. It is an unruly little critter at the moment!

But I know it is teaching me a lesson, and trying to show me something. So I'm trying to be patient. Trying to let it be heard without owning me. And I think this is a healthy approach. Allowing it to "be", but not giving it too much power. And just because I think that this is a healthy approach, it doesn't mean that I'm good at following through with it, although I'm getting better.

But last night I had a dream. I was in a hospital in Boston. I was with my sister, Nikki, and I was being tested as a bone marrow match. My sister had leukemia and I was a perfect match, but the doctor's told me that because of my anxiety I couldn't give her a transplant, because I had thrown and ion off in my body, and because of that imbalance, my marrow was no longer a match. I was so bewildered as to how my anxiety could affect my bone marrow, the core of life, in many ways because after all they say "blood is thicker than water."

I wasn't angry or even sad, just bewildered, and I knew I had to find a way to calm my anxiety. Then the doctor said it was fine, that I didn't need to worry about it because they found another match. It was my other sister, Manny. She is only 11 and there was no way I was going to let her go through such a painful process. I needed to get my anxiety down!

I don't know what I tried or what I did other than surround myself with friends and really focus on colors and personal preferences. But I finally got my anxiety down. I called my family back home telling them that they didn't need to come to Boston, that they didn't need to bring Manny, but they were already on their way.

I raced to see them, and suddenly it was announced that my sisters cancer was gone, but there we all were, even my step dad, one happy family to the rescue, and now just with time to celebrate. Honestly, we didn't know what to do or how to celebrate, but I assumed we would figure it out, and I smiled and woke up.

This was my dream. I didn't even think about all of it until I sat down to type. I did mention the lukemia part to some people in the office because at the same time a few coworkers were talking about their dreams last night, I got a phone call from a colleague who was looking to take a research gig at a cancer institute.

But other than that I haven't held it in my mind, since this morning as I was waking up.

Dreams are amazing!

I have anxiety. It is screwing up the make-up of "me." It is throwing things that are true out the window. My bone marrow is a perfect match, but only when I'm calm. Things will come to me that are a perfect match. The stars will align, as soon as I calm down.

I am my sister who needs the transplant. I am my other sister who is silly, and happy, and playful who I don't want to put through any pain. I am "me" who is just a little out of balance.

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All I need is to do is focus on colors, and how they flow through my body, and pull the people that I love in close and secure. I have to give myself what I want, and do things for myself, just the way I like them, because these are things that I perfer.

And when I do, all the pieces of me will realign. Things outside of me will begin lining up again. The path won't seem so long and far away. And my family, my loved ones, and my messageners will follow right behind. They will be pulled by the light. And we will all thrive!

This was my dream. There were very few sounds. A lot of emotion, and oh so many visuals! And lots of things that shone the color gold.

That was the dream.

This is the message that comes with it. The one for all of us:

Dream a little dream of me

Dreams are for you. They are gifts. They are your way of reestablishing your footing. Don't laugh at them or mock them. They serve a purpose.

When you dream try to understand who you are in the dream.

Who is the focal point? Who's body are you in? That is usually you in your current emotional state. Then look at the people around you, those are representations of you as well. Are you being shown that you can resuce yourself? Are you being shown that you are beautiful and well liked? Are you being shown that you can do anything that you put your mind to?

These people are all representations of you, either who you truly are, who you used to be, or who you will become. Realize this, and release.

Now, go to bed to night and ask for a sign, make a wish, squeal with delight. Open yourself up to be shown things you need to know, and follow the purple and gold. This will lead you to your highest self. Follow your reds and blues, this will show you how safe you are and how wise you have become. Follow your yellows and oranges. This will show you everything you are capable of. And if you see some indigo, ask your questions and you will recieve your answers. White lights will keep you safe and don't be afraid of the shadows, they need to be looked at and confroted, do it in the safety of your sleep where your angels and guides protect you. Follow your colors.

"I'm Not Lying Mom, I Promise"

From the mouth of babes, as the story goes... 

Passed from youth, to the Universe, and then back to me. And now to all of you:

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"Stop," she yelled. "Just stop, Mom. Just stop! Why won't you listen to me? I see something out there. It isn't real, not like you are real, or I am real. But it's better. It sparkles! She speaks quiet and nice, and she smiles at me. She must be an angel. She says, 'I like your hat. I bet it keeps your head warm. Your Mama takes very good care of you. And you take good care of your Mama. She warms your head, and you make sure she has a warm heart.'"

That was the sound of any child's voice. I can tell you for a fact that this particular story came from a little girl in Idaho. She is around three, and understood every word of that message given to her by that sparkly angel. Her mother heard it and thought it sweet, but not life changing, not reality shifting, just sweet, like most things that come out of young children's mouths.

But my loves, my beautiful parents, my brothers and sisters, and aunties and cousins. This REALLY is ground breaking and reality shifting!

• First there is something bigger out there, things that can not be discovered or sensed by those of us shut off and tired to the point of exhaustion.

• Second, three year-olds are still part of that bigger world, and while they are fragile and unexperienced, not aware of the dangers that surround them, they are still able to grasp concepts of love and light and warming one's heart. 

• And third, children's silly, simple, and sweet sayings; insights and prayers are led by wise and true experience that can certainly not be obtained by 3 years of growth on this planet. These beautiful angels are proof that there is wisdom beyond human form and that wisdom is engrained in our DNA; yes, I'm going to go there, wisdom gained from lifetimes before! 

As adults, we want to protect our tiny offspring, the beautiful creatures that symbolize hope, legacy, perfection, and simplicity. Yay for instinct! Protect these darlings. Protect their tiny bodies, and their future journeys. Protect, protect, protect! But my loves, my lights, my inspirations, please do not smother them. Do not discredit them. Do not deny them their own personal connection to Love, to Light, to the Universe. Do not fill them full of your fears, your prejudices, or your images of God.

Instead, help them to remember what they already know. Help them to remember the God that they recently left behind, in order to come and play and learn and grow with you. Help them to remember their journey, their goals, their wisdom, and the skills that they already posses.

You are all keepers of Spirit. You hold your own manifestations of Spirit, but you are also keepers of your children, biological or not. As adults, as kinfolk, it is your place to protect the manifestation of Spirit in each young person you meet. It is your job to protect and help that manifestation of the Universe, that God incarnate to flow, to feel, to create, and to heal.

You are more than your brother's keeper, or your own keeper, you are also the keeper of your brother's son.

Listen to the little ones, and the ones who will always be young at heart. They are closer to the other side, they have a stronger connection, and yes they do see sparkly images that look like angels; these visions and miracles can help guide them through life, give them strength, keep them safe, and give them hope and patience, but it works better when the sparkly angels work side by side in regular communication with their human counterpart.

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Adults, your sparkly angels, and flying pixies, and talking hedgehogs and dogs, have never left you. You simply denied that they were there. You forgot how to see them, and now their mission is harder. They have to work harder to help you see, to hear and to understand.

Don't let your children have a journey that is just as difficult. Allow them to love their angles, talk to them, and ask them questions. Allow them to talk to you about them, and as they do, they will warm your hearts and help you to find you very own spiritual entourage!

I say this all with the calmest heart, and brightest eyes. You are all beautiful. You are my children and I encourage you, and allow you to see, to hear, and to know.

Amen.

God, Love and the Universe, All that Is

Silence is Golden

When I remember this bit of wisdom, I know I'm going to be alright:

From Spirit to us:

Silence- we need it to survive.

Bread.
Water.
Shelter.
Air.
And Silence.

The are the basic building blocks to survival.

Bread, nutrients, to help our bodies grow, to keep our vessels strong and mobile.

Water to keep us flowing, to keep systems talking to each other, to wash out the toxins of the day, to wash off the toxins of the day.

Shelter, to protect us from the elements, to protect us from storms, to protect us from things that are out of our control.

And silence, to help us to remember, to help us to decipher, to help us to realign, mind, body and soul.

In our country, we are all good at getting some of these needs met in the most basic way. But what is the difference between mere survival and ensuring life?

Water here is readily available. Your water sources are not all the best quality however, and yes, this should concern you, if water is meant for releasing toxins from your body and for ensuring that all of your bodily systems are flowing and working together properly, you should be concerned by processes and procedures that pollute this precious building block of life.

In this country we are very good at providing "food," but many have forgotten what real food looks like. Food, bread, nutrients are needed to ensure that your body can work correctly. That it can move about the world and manifest what it needs to fulfill its purpose, to discover itself and its place in the Universe. Food should not make you sick. Food should not make you immobile. If it does, this is not food. Take care of yourselves, and take care of your brothers. Teach yourself what real food is, produce it, and share it.

As for shelter, protection from the elements, roofs, beds... soft arms. Shelter is easiest to come by, but hardest to obtain. There are so many structures, so many roofs, so many walls. But so few welcoming spaces. So few places to occupy legally. Why are so many of your brothers and sisters sleeping on the ground, with no protection from things that they can not control, when there are so many roofs all around you? Shelter is needed for survival, but homes are needs for alignment, for peace, for safety, for freedom.

But why do none of you teach your children that silence is as important to survival, to life, as bread, as water, or as shelter?

Silence is a basic need. Sleep is understood as your most basic time of silence. This is obviously needed to survive. But there is form of silence beyond sleep that is needed to do more than merely survive.

Intentional silence is to silence, as a home is to shelter.

With intentional silence, you are able to move from survival to real homespun revival!

So, in conclusion, to survive you need bread, water, shelter and sleep. To live, to grow, to obtain personal growth and universal understanding you need food, nutrients, excellent sources of real food; clean clear toxin free water, water that holds the ability to flow, to detox, to carry away waste; home, a place of protection and safety, a place of softness and warmth, a place of care and freedom; and intentional silence.

What is intentional silence?

Silence is golden, but only if it holds Light. Silence that holds Light, has a purpose. So, yeah, what is intentional silence?

Intentional silence is a gift that you give to yourself. The only purpose during this moment is to be. You simply slow down enough to realize that you are more than your buzzing, busy life. You are silent. You are still. You are doing nothing, but still are. Your intent is to re-align, to bring all of your pieces back together. To simply sit and allow every part of your to be pulled back in.

From this state you can let go of things that no longer have a place within you...

That old cactus that has been dead in your window at work for a month, but you just can't bring yourself to get rid of it because it was a present and because throwing it away would remind you that you failed at keeping it alive... yeah, you can get rid of it. It is no longer serving you, and it is actually holding you back.

That obsession that you had with the color pink, the way it made you feel young and hip, it doesn't want to come back in. There is no place for it. You can let it go too.

What about the boyfriend that you have spent the whole day hating, the one that you already broke up with five times? Yeah, you can let go of him too. He is no longer serving you, and he isn't part of the true you-- the you that you can access in silence, the real you that shines and glows, and smiles, and knows all things.

From this place you can also access all of your wisdom and knowledge. You can slow your breathing and remember what it feels like to be a bird, to be a stone, to be that one colleague at work that you just can't stand. From this place of silence, you can be all things, and when you come back to your individual self, you will find that you bring more empathy and compassion.

From this place you can also realign your health. You can feel where there is a build up of physical, emotional, or spiritual toxins. You can find the areas that you need to pay more attention to. You can remind yourself that you need to take better care of yourself, and you can remind yourself why. From this place of intentional silence you can remember your path-- past, present, and future and you can see where you are going, and maybe how to get there, but only if the time is right.

Intentional silence doesn't have to be for hours everyday. It just has to be intentional. It simply has to be a moment in your day where you say, "I'm going to give myself a gift. I am going to allow myself to be. I'm going to let all of the pieces of me check-in with one another. I'm going to honor myself. I am going to remember who I am."

It's that simple. I can be for hours. I can be a small midnight prayer. It can be a breath. It can be with a cat in your lap, or a quote in your head. You can sing through it (although you would have to come up with a whole knew definition of silence, but it is more about silencing the busyness and buzzing in your head and surrounding yourself, music can clear that space, just like a cleansing fire can move smoke through your home to clear the space). You can walk through it. You can spin in circles through it as well, and some do. But you must do it for yourself, no one else can do it for you.

Others can give you the gifts of food, clean and pure water, and home, but you must give silence to yourself. You must ask for silence for yourself and create it from a place of honor, and light, and protection. And from this place you will find me too, but that's a given, since you know that there will be finding yourself!

Yours in natural laughter and excitement,
 God

Forget What You Were Told, Remember What You Know

Hearing this loud and clear:

From Spirt to us-

My children, and that's what you are my children. Some of you are adults, sure, but you are still my children. You are children of the Universe, young, bright-eyed, encouraged, defeated, strong and brilliant. You are my family. You are part of me. You are all united under my existence. You are all children of the Universe.

So, again I say, my children...

I love you. That is the only message that you need to hear. I love you. You are not too weak, or too sick, or too scared to be loved.

I love YOU, not the person that you feel you have to be. I want less of that person, and more of you in this world. I want you to be authentically, beautifully you. I do not want you to hide behind past guilt, or fears of the future. I do not want you to cling idly to your old belief systems that say your are being tested and measured. You are not.

You're goal for this lifetime is to be you!

Who are you? Well, each of you is brilliantly unique, but share the same qualities of your brothers and sisters.

• Each of you is wise. When you slow down, when you breathe, when you trust, you will find that you have all of the answers within.
• Each of you is compassionate and kind. Your hearts are all soft, until something happens, until you get hurt and decide to hide away and mask your kindness. Sometimes you hide it so well, that even you forget that you own it. 
• Each of you is generous. Each of you is born knowing how much you need to survive. You know how much milk you need to satisfy your belly, you know how much attention and encouragement you need to thrive. Each of you knows how much to ask for, and until you find a moment where there isn't enough, you would freely give the extra away.
• Each of you is capable of great healing. Each of you has been born into a world with much confusion and fear. You were not born into a Utopia, but because of this, you were born with the ability to bounce back, to heal yourselves and to heal each other.
• Each of you is also supremely unique. 

Some of you were meant to build. So, if this is the truth build! Build generously, build compassionately, build intentionally from that deep hidden knowledge of your soul. Build with gratitude.

Some of you were meant to be teachers. So, teach! Teach people to connect with their true authentic selves. Teach people to uncover their compassion, their generosity, their commitment, and their unique talents. Teach people to heal and to heal each other.

Words By: Hafez
Painting By: Freydoon Rassouli

Some of you are great conductors. Let the teachers teach, let the builders build, and then create a masterpiece of life! Allow people to share their talents. Allow people to speak their truths and share their wisdom. Show them how all of their stories matter. Show them how together and in tune, they create a wonderful work of art.

I want you all to have freedom. You are not able to be truly free until you honor your authentic self and allow it to be present and seen at every moment.

Your path to heaven, your path home, is a path to reclaiming yourself.

Amen.

In peace and joy, I speak to you fondly. Find yourself and you will find me.

Love, the Universe.

Love is Worth It

For a moment I forgot who I was, and this helped me to remember:

Fourteen years ago, I was a preteen, full of hormones and an over active imagination. I was sure that I was going to marry one of the sons of one of the Monkees, even though their children would be capable of being my parents if they started their families very young.

But a girl can dream! And honestly, crazy dreams like that are a lot less scary then wanting or desiring something more reasonable, say to win the attention and maybe affection of an actual living and breathing 14 or 15 year-old who actually went to the same school as me? No, in all honesty that was too risky. With that, I was able to get my heart broken, and some poor boy was likely to be disillusioned when he found out that all I really wanted to do was talk, go out for ice cream and maybe play video games. Even then I was quite the little talker and philosopher.

But romantic feelings and the desire for companionship and intimacy are tricky. And yes, through Spirit I've learned a lot about relationships, romantic and platonic. I've asked lots of questions and received lots of answers, but in Spirit's words "because I'm human, with a bit of doubt and fear that lingers, and can't seem to get anything right even with spectacular instructions (sometimes they are even in color) I still screw it up."

But in celebration of being an awkward teenager just a mere 10 years ago, obsessed with the Monkees (who I will be seeing in concert tomorrow!) Spirit has decided to provide me and my friends with another list type entry. Because honestly, even after we find ourselves in steady, loving, beautiful long-term relationships most of us still act like an awkward teenager from time to time. We feel like our hands are too small, our feet are too big, and our words are not enough, and we all need a little encouragement, and a little proof that it is all worth it in the end.

So, from Spirt to you, I type:

Fully aware of the problem that arises when two people try to share energy, build energy and combine it to create something bigger, better, and more beautiful, I want to provide you with the following:

The Top Ten Reasons Why Letting Someone In Doesn't Suck

#10 Finding out that you are capable of expressing feelings and thoughts that before had only presented themselves as random sound affects and sometimes floating colors makes you feel amazing! This is one of the best parts of loving someone so much that you want to talk to them at every moment of the day. As you talk and stumble over simple nouns and funny names, you realize that there really are words for everything you have experienced and felt. You find out that you are pretty deep and articulate even when everyone around you has always said you were shallow and dumb.

#9 Figuring out what to do with legs, arms, and feet is pretty awesome as well. Usually when you are around people that you are unsure of, people that are not your equal, people that are not familiar with you and your awesomeness, you tense up. You body becomes ultra-sensitive and you are over aware of how you can't sit straight enough, and how your chin kinda sags when you look in one direction. But when you are with someone who loves you, who knows you, and who you feel safe with. Your body relaxes and knows just how to posture itself on its own. It's like magic!

#8 Finding out that you are actually interesting. When you only hold conversations with yourself, in your head, everything is boring. You've heard the same stories over and over again. You know the descent from every climax and every punch line. But when you really let someone in and you tell your stories over and over again, they smile because they know that every time you tell it, you tell it differently. The see a different part of your personality shine and see you reach another "aha" moment each time, even if it is tiny. This is wonderful, and unless you let a friend or partner in, they will never see the nuances. They will hear the same story over and over and think you dreadfully boring.

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#7 Having someone to call you on your garbage is excellent. Strangers and even pleasant acquaintances won't call you out, even if they should. They don't want to offend you or start a fight. Strangers hate causing scenes. But someone who knows you, and loves you in all of your glory and darkness, will tell you when you are being a jerk. Someone who has seen the glory of your soul, will not allow you to fall into the darkness. For most, it is hard to see your shining light from far away, so let people in, so that you have more people to call you on stuff when you are being foolish.

#6 Seeing yourself reflected in someone else's heart is breath taking. The most beautiful thing to hear is your name roll off of someone else's lips. Every person says it differently. There is a different energy and meaning to every utterance of your name. The pure pleasure people get from hearing there name is interesting in itself. Even if your boss calls you into your office to fire you, you will find that part of you is overjoyed to hear your name, even if it is buried deep down, because when someone calls our name it is proof that we exist and that our journey intersects and has meaning. But when someone who knows you, loves you, and SEES you, utters your name they transmit in just a few syllables every thing that you have ever shown and given them. When someone who loves you says your name, you are able to feel yourself as they feel you.

#5 Giving your secrets away lightens your load. This is simple: you keep secrets, secrets settle in your belly, secrets give you a belly ache and weigh you down. You tell secrets, you bury less and less in your tummy area, you feel less sick, and lighter. You are able to play more and stay away from home longer. You no longer have precious secrets to protect from outsiders. You have less to hide.

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#4 Giving up becomes and option. When you have a true companion, or a lover who not only makes love to you, but shares love with you, and fully CREATES love with you, you come to understand that each moment has a purpose; that as long as you act for and with love, you don't have to finish everything because everything isn't meant to be finished. Sometimes one path is simply a foot path to get you to the main trail. But this lesson is hard to understand when you are walking down every trail on your own.

#3 Realizing that specialties are rare and that everyone is a master of all trades, but most aren't encouraged to explore. On your own, you often feel like you've reached your mountain top. You are a computer programmer. You are an excellent computer programmer, but you are nothing else. You can't dance, you can't sing, you can definitely not paint or use a table saw. But then you let someone in to your life. She sees you doing a silly dance around your kitchen table. She says, "Did you know that those are the first three steps of the fox trot?" She convinces you to take a pottery class with her and even though you aren't the best in the class, it still feels natural to have your hands sink into the clay. And suddenly you are creating a webcomic about your daily life together and everyone, including her thinks it is hilarious.

#2 Wandering is more fun when there is someone who can keep the home fires burning. All of us have a desire to wander, wether it is in an airplane, or with a back pack strapped to our shoulders, or simply in our minds. We like to take chances. We like to see how we can affect the world and how the world affects us. But it is so much nicer to wander and shift, when we know that someone is back home, remembering us and our light, incase we go to far and don't like who we've become. It's also nice to have some one to go looking for us when we lose our way.

#1 When you finally find someone who loves you for you, you will find that there are many more out there just waiting to be welcomed in the door. When you begin to tell just one person who you are, when you begin to let just one person see past your skin and bones and into your heart, when you allow yourself to be soft instead of stone, you will find that your light shines brighter and others can see it from further away. You will find that others love you just as much and just as strong.

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These are reasons that I think you should allow others to know the true beauties you are. These are reasons why you should always let your light shine.

Protect yourselves from those who are so full of dark and pain that they only care to dim the Light. They will hurt you and make it harder for you to trust. But let others in. Together you will grow. Together you will move. Together you will change things. And only movement and love can create the change that this world needs.

I love you all. Amen.

Dreamers and Spirit Walkers

Found today as I was sorting through that mental file cabinet, while almost entirely asleep:

Dreams are important, and some dreams are nothing more than neurons firing and a mental dump of all of the "useless" pieces of the day. That beautiful orange fabric you saw at the second-hand store, that fabric that made you smile but that you had no use for so you passed it over, or that conversation that you over heard that went something like this:

"She is simply the most interesting person I have ever met."

"Really? Even more interesting than Jake? I mean I'm not sure that anything that Jake tells me is true, but his stories are so interesting?"

[Laughing] "Oh yeah, Jake. I remember that one time that he told everybody he had just gotten back from working on an oil rig in the Atlantic. I believed him. It very well could have been true. But anyway, no, she is interesting in a whole different way. She just seems to be on to something you know?"

That conversation went in one ear and out the other, but still you have a brief flash of a woman sitting in a corner drinking tea, with an all knowing smile on her face. You see her, but even in your dream you overlook her presence.

None of these things are useless at all, but even in dreams we can't seem to draw the importance out of their occurrence. We can't seem to make sense of them or decode their meanings, and even our dreams the messages floats away.

Maybe that piece of orange fabric that you barely noticed, but definitely made you smile, was a reminder that you needed more excitement and creative motion in your life, and that woman who seems to be on to something, maybe she was a reflection of you!

So yes, the experts are right dreams can be nothing more than our brains letting go of images and thoughts that we don't know where to store, or how or why we should process, but just because our brain doesn't know what to do with those images, it doesn't mean that they weren't or aren't still important.

There are other types of dreams. Dreams that break down every part of our personality. Dreams in which a piece of us are playing every character. You are suddenly the daughter, feeling powerless and uninspired, as well as the mother taking away your power and autonomy, the father staying out of the situation and letting the two female forces run their course, and the little dog that is no more than a casual onlooker wondering what will happen next.

These dreams are powerful and full of hidden gems that can help you to overcome obstacles that are holding you back, as well as celebrate and even notice hurdles that you have cleared.

You can see that you are feeling uninspired and unable to break free from rules and formality, but also that you are the one holding yourself back. You want to be in control and you want to protect yourself from outside forces that will surely hurt you. You are full of female energy, this is both the energy that is pulling you back, and dying to move forward. It is full of compassion, protection, grace, commitment and community. But you have neglected that male part of you the part that honors directness, precision, strength, force in motion, and peaceful conflict resolution. You need to invite that maleness into the situation. And lastly, you are a playful little puppy, who wants nothing more than to see the struggle end, so that you can run freely about the house, and play and eat, and enjoy.

This is the perfect type of dreams for moving forward, as long as you spend the time and the energy to pull it apart, accept its wisdom, and act upon it.

There are a few other types of dreams, dreams of prophecy, dreams that take you back in time and space, dreams that split you in two, and dreams where you are able to give yourself sound advice.

There are dreams where you are completely connected to the Universe and feel calm and protected and wise, and there are dreams where you are able to talk to relatives who have passed away. They can tell you family secrets or just say I love you.

But then there are dreams where you Spirit walks.

These dreams are rare, but are becoming more frequent among many of us. These are the dreams that throw us out of our beds as we wake. These are the dreams that leave you wondering where you are, and who you are, as soon as your eyes are open.

These are dreams in which your Spirt, my Spirt, Our Spirt walks. Some of you are healers. You travel to far off lands to heal the sick and lonely. Some of you are spirit talkers you bring messages of peace, you give lessons in reading, writing and strategic planning. Some of you are folk singers, messengers of art. You bring hope and love and light through lyrics and song.

Don't believe me? That is fine. You will find out for yourself soon enough. You are change makers, light bearers, and are awakening. Your Spirit finds in hard to contain itself. There are nights as your body sleeps that your Spirit must commune and play and enjoy and connect. It allows you to sleep, to rest, to reground and rejuvenate. And as you lie comfortably and as all of your machinery in your beautiful body realigns your Spirit goes to play, to work, to reunite.

It is not dangerous. Sometimes you reach others in their dream like state, you hold conversations you will probably never recall, but you will have helped someone dear, someone special, someone like you. Other times you Spirit will be present with no body at all, you WILL be in Africa, or Germany or France. You will walk the streets like a ghost or angel, bodiless, but there all the same. You will be whispering words of wisdom and stroking children's foreheads. This will be you, and you will wonder how it all can be.

You body is your home in this lifetime. It is your mode of transportation, your reference point, and your way of bringing Me into the physical reality. But your Spirit is the perfect mixture of The Source and your talents, gifts, and individuality. And this Spirit when truly honored and respected by the human part of your nature, even if it is for only a moment in time, it grows stronger and more capable. It aches and desires to be let free. But it is not pushy. It understands that a journey is needed, but as it begins to be aware of itself and its power, it desires to work, to be in the world, to not be held back. As you dream, as you sleep, as you get ready for the next step in the journey, your Spirit can still work, and you in your full state of awareness and body become all the better for it.

So, the next time yo feel like you must have spent the night on a gravel road in South Africa or the street of St. Petersburg. If you wake up with the sounds of a language that you can't seem to remember or forget, ringing through your head, don't think your crazy.

Ask yourself, if your Higher Self is ready to finally come out and play, and work, and remember in your physical form. Ask yourself, if it is time to begin to believe in yourself and your powers of the Spirit. Ask yourself, if you are ready to remember all of the children you have comforted, the friends you have spoken to and eased their minds. Ask yourself, if you are ready to remember your journey and your gifts. And if you are, invite yourself to be in alignment-- mind, body, and soul. And ask, if you can play and serve as you do in your dreams, but completely aware and standing upright.

I know that many of you will have a hard time swallowing some of this, but it is true and I guarantee that many of you have had these dreams before, as I said they are still rather rare, but large groups are experiencing them more and more. If you have experienced it, I promise that someone you know has as well. This awakening and traveling is happening in tribes. One lone traveller would be terrified, but together you will support each other's walks, and help each other to bring your journey into your waking lives. This is my wish. Do not be afraid. This is a gift. A glorious gift, for you and those that you serve.

Amen, and happy traveling, Love.

Fear is the Only Thing that Can Separate You From the Source

Once heard, but never forgotten:
(God makes sure of that by saying it over and over again)

I have spent most of my life afraid of something.

I was either afraid of the dark, or the things that could happen in the dark. Sometimes, it was monsters that could be under the bed, other times it was simply that when I was asleep, and the house was quite, I was never quite sure that my grandma was okay in the other room, or that my sister was still breathing in the bunk below me. Those were all childhood fears. Fears that something would take my life away in my sleep, or fears that someone else would be taken from me.

As I grew older, my fears became less about "leaving" (you see dying never scared me, but the thought of no longer being able to connect to people did) this world and more about leaving my comfort zone. I grew afraid of speaking in public, of people talking about me behind my back, of my friends not talking to me anymore.

Then I got even older and grew afraid of absolutely nothing but my own power. I graduated high school, moved away to college and realized I was in control of my own destiny. That nothing could really stop me but myself. I grew to see myself as completely incapable of really doing anything of importance. I grew afraid of my mediocrity.

But then again, I grew, and I no longer saw myself as mediocre. I realized that I was extraordinary. I had amazing power to set things into motion, to create ripples that would affect lifetimes. I realized I could change the course of history in a heartbeat, that I could heal in a moment, and that I COULD TALK TO GOD AND THAT HE TALKED BACK.

This was the most terrifying of all fears. I have heard a good woman say, "It is our light, not our darkness that frightens us." She goes on to say "We asks ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God."

That woman, incase you didn't recognize it, was Marianne Williamson. She wrote that and I felt it.

I was so afraid of being in control, MORE afraid than I was of being out of control. I secretly knew it was silly to be afraid of monsters under the bed, and I always knew my grandmother and little sister would be okay. I was never really that afraid of the mean girls in my high school (it's true ever high school has mean girls; it is also true that these girls are the most terrified of their power and losing it). I was never even really that afraid of being mediocre. Hey, at least I knew what my limits were, and I could project how it would all turn out.

But being able to TALK TO GOD! BEING ABLE TO HEAR THE STORY OF HOW AND WHY THE UNIVERSE WAS CREATED FROM THE CREATOR ITSELF?

WHAT?

Now, that's terrifying!

To finally realize, that God is not just some entity that I can pray to and find outside my being, but that also I am God. That God is the most central part of my being. That if I could only get rid of the fear and grief and pain, only God would be left.

To finally realize that I am the arms, and legs, and mouth, and ears of God. That I am the Christ-light on Earth- that is terrifying!

Not that I don't want all of you to accept, and admit, and embody that fact, but just let me be the illustration that acceptance and mental knowledge, does not a Buddha make.

I have come to realize that this fear, the fear of my Christ-light, is the most debilitating and destructive of all fears. When you are afraid of your true self, your true beauty, your true potential, what do you do?

I have friends who chose to ignore it, fight it, deny it. They self destruct in various ways. My family members drink. My loves fight, and slash, and attack anything of beauty that might act as a mirror to their soul. They refuse to be happy; they only smile when appropriate; they refuse to listen to anything that shows them that they are important, and simply Love.

I on the other hand, am a glorious over achiever. I take all of the light that I know that I posses and hide it. I sit on it. I put on the dim beams. I find ways to show people that I am harmless. I play the weak damsel in distress. "What? Who me? I could change the world? I'm not that important."

I hide myself, by investing in others. I tell myself I don't deserve to be great when others are not even able to be mediocre. I invest in their brilliance and beauty. I tear myself apart so that they may shine a little brighter.

And then I spiral, down, down, down. I disconnect myself from my Christ-light and I am nothing. I am no One.

God once told me the following, when I was first becoming aware of my gift:

You are here to learn all there is to know about Love. You are an overachiever. But all you need to know is that Love is God, and God is Love. And I know you worry about sins and Heaven and Hell. Heaven is where I am always present. Hell is where you feel nothing but my absence. And sinning leads to Hell. 

But I will also tell you this. There is only one true sin-- fear. Fear is the only thing that can separate you from me. Fear is the only thing that can lead to the actions that you call sins- greed, gluttony, fraud, murder, theft, pride. Fear, my little one, is the only true sin. It leads to all the rest. 

Now, here I am six years after the fact; six years after I first heard God speak and understood that there was nothing to fear, and that Jesus's death was all about that. That it was a demonstration that God was always with us, and that we no longer had to fear death, that through his life he showed us we no longer had to fear anything.

Six years, after hearing and mentally storing all of that, I am still afraid of myself. I am still the only thing separating myself from God.

Silly, huh?

No. Human.

It's a journey, and we are all headed to the same place. How we get there and who we meet are a mixture of God's plan and our choices, but honestly since we are God maybe I should say "Our Higher Connected Self's" plans and our human choices. I have also been taught that there are mile markers along the path that show us that we are where we are meant to be. Little secret messages we placed along the trail before we came here to show us that we are doing well.

I have learned so many things, but have shared so little, because I am afraid.

But today, I am a little less afraid and a little more prepared. I am ready to push forward a little more, let a little more of my light fly through the streets of Rochester until they make their way to the other edge of the Universe.

I am ready to let a few more of you know who I really am. I am ready to try. And I am ready to accept myself when I come crawling back and back peddle, in a few days, to my old ways and old fears.

It's a process, and above all I must Love myself in order to find God and spread Her energy, Her hopes, Her healing.

And I will.

Just Say, "Cheese" and Smile

Noticed today, but never really forgotten in the first place:

*Note this post may seem confusing because the Universe seems to have blurred the line between me the messenger and Her the source, but I think that that was pretty much the point *

I haven't been writing this blog for very long, but I find it more than amusing how often I sit here typing away realizing that I'm not really typing. That I am just chillin' here waiting to see what this whole entry is going to be about.

I get excited to find out what the running theme of the entry is going to be. I get excited to see what nifty title comes out of all of chatter. I am just amazed at how my fingers seem to know exactly what keys that they are going to hit before the thought comes fully to my mind. I am a medium, so why should it take me by surprise that I can do any of this- that beautiful words can flow through my body- that energy can turn itself into sound like waves that only I can hear? Why should I doubt my ability and my sanity time after time? Why should I hide my light under a bushel, as some would say?

I don't really want to get to the bottom of any of those questions at the moment because it would be boring and a waste of public discourse. Let's just say, humans have a hard time realizing that each and everyone of them are gods. And let's just say, that there are those out there who know that this is a human flaw, and use that to their advantage. These people are gods themselves, but turn in a direction that is not full of light. They make sure that the others continue to forget.

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What I want to say to this is, "Cheese!"

Look at yourself!

Take a picture of yourself on your iPhone, or with your fancy camera and say, "Cheese." Put it on your computer. Turn it around, because you know that most of the picture your take are downloaded side ways, and then stare at yourself.

Stare at yourself good and hard, until you see Me. Until you see God. Until you see You.

I will say this, each of my children have gifts, special gifts that show that they are gods. They are gifts that when practiced and refined fill them with peace, with joy, with light. They are gifts that connect them to the earth and the sky all at once. From above and below, they feel protected, guarded, and fulfilled. 

I know that I have a gift of clear hearing, but it is a hearing that few other's posses. I can't give of myself freely yet because I don't want to be separated from those who don't honor my gift, those that mock me and pelt me. But I also don't want to be separated from those that don't have my gift. 

This is foolish and silly. My light lights your light. Your light lights her light. 

Why do I hide my gift, my energy center, my connector? Why do I dim myself for the sake of others, and to fit in? How can separating myself from my Higher self possibly make me more happy, healthy, and whole?

It can not. 

So, I will look in the mirror more often with out pointing out every flaw. I will look in the mirror more often and say I am a Goddess. I am special. I have a mission, a purpose, and I deserve to be loved for who I am. I am a healer, a teacher, a guardian of the recorded names. I am a Spirit talker. I know Truth. I can bring it. I can feel it. I can sense it. Because I am God. God is not a separate being. God is me at my best and most authentic self. God is me minus the fear and doubt. The only true sin is fear because it is the only thing that can separate me from God, from Love, form Light.

What will you say to yourself the next time that you take a photo to place on Facebook?

Will you say, I am the Goddess of Music? I am the Master of Self-Esteem. I am the Prince of Personal Satisfaction?

How do you amplify God? How do you bring Light into the world? How do you connect to the earth and the sky and how do you push it outwards?

You will look into that camera lens. 

You need to say "Cheese" with all of the excitement and beauty you did when you were three. 

And when the photo shows up, and is turned around, find yourself. 

Find me. 

Find God. 

And then feed that part of your reflection. So that you no longer have to take a picture to see it. You just always know that it is there.

Peace and Love with you Always, 

Your Friend,

Love

Stay Calm and Breathe As You Weather the Storm

Final thought for the evening. Heard and typed: 

Safety.
Stay safe.
Stay sane.
Stay smiling.

Don't give into the panic.
Breathe and release.

Remember where you strength lies.
Remember that you have all that you need.

I know that in the middle of chaos that it is hard to remain calm.
When there is so much disruption and destruction around us, we mirror it, we let it fill our souls.
Don't.

Be a light bearer. Don't be a reflection of the outside world. Be a light bearer. Allow yourself to be a image for the outside world to portray and refine.

The Negative has a harsher, sharper pull. It is frenzied. It is swirling and twirling. It is easy to get sucked in. It is often a quick decent downward, but we think of raising our vibrations and being as a step by step program. We do it gradually, with pride, dignity and respect to ourselves. We want to feel each of the steps to calm and glory. We want to feel it build in or body and spirit and mind.

Build ourself slowly, and let the inward light burst out. Give the chaos, the storm, the energy that destroys, the ability to settle step by step, calmly, alone. Don't feed into the destruction with fear. Just let it go.

Hurricanes and other natural disasters are hard to understand. Why would God be so cruel? Why would he kill so many? War may be the fault of human beings, but tornados certain are not!

Energy is energy is energy.

A tornado is not bad if it cuts through an open field. It balances the air streams. It puts electrons back in order. It causes other tornados to be less severe. A thunderstorm releases chemicals that plants and animals need to survive. A storm is not just destructive for destruction's sake. It's about balance.

Wise men used to listen to Earth, and know when it was about to take action to balance itself. They planned according. The made sure their families, and loved ones, and neighbors were safe. The lived life in harmony with Mother Earth. They spoke to her, and she spoke back.

I am sorry for the pain that this hurricane has caused. I am sorry for the fear and guilt, and pain and sorrow. I did not want to destroy anything. This is just how energy works.

Let me teach you how to listen again. So that all may remain safe. Let me teach you how to prioritize again, so that all life may be protected.

I have not left you my friends, my family, my loves. I am simply staying true to the path, to the energy. I am following was has been in motion for decades and eons, upon eons. You can't change the path of a hurricane, but you can act accordingly.

I love you. I have not left you and this is not a punishment. This is the natural way of the world.

You Aren't Meant to Float Away

Heard this evening:

For fun let's try and experiment....

• Close your eyes. 
• Imagine that you are on a roller coaster.
• Put your arms up in the air as you crawl slowly to the top. 
• Breathe.
• Imagine that you are at the top.
• Breathe.
• Then feel as gravity and steel pull you towards the Earth.

It pulls down at your feet. It pulls down at your ankles. It even pushes away your socks from your grass stained tennis shoes, just a bit, to make sure that you ankles are in fact pulled downward. It pulls at your knees, your guts, your chest, your throat, your eyes, your nose, your ears. Your face feels as if it is going to peel off. It wants so badly to be on the ground. And then your head. The energy of the force above, below, around, and through you, pulls at your scalp. It pulls you downward.

You aren't meant to float away.

That is today's lesson. 

You are here on this rocky, lush, delicious, deciduous, conifer-ific planet for a reason. You were given a body for a reason. You were given feet, legs, arms, and noses for a reason. Do not, I repeat, do not separate your soul, your purpose, you life, your laughter from your body.

Use your body to express Yourself, use your body to express Love, use your body to express Me, God.

I hate that so many of my beautiful creatures separate their worship from their body. They use their body in blasphemous ways. Each arch of the eyebrow, each raise of the hand, each throw of a dart should be used to bless Me. You should move in praise, in celebration, in understanding, in compassion, in commitment, in inquiry.

You should move in quick steps, slow pondering scuffles. You should move in gentle thrusts and kind embraces. You should move in rushes and surges of strength and dignity and hope. You should play and wonder with the hopping motion of a pogo stick. You should type with liveliness, intention, purpose, and the desire to heal.

But why do so many of you stand with dis-ease, hide behind podiums, sneak in back doors? Why do so many of you hit and punch with anger and rage? Why do so many wake and sneeze with disgust? Why do so many of you lie with another, and touch them with such disgust and bitterness in your heart.

If an action doesn't make you feel alive, purposeful, peaceful and pure. Don't do it. 

If an action makes your body ache, creek, or go kaput. Don't do it. 

There are times when your journey needs you to experience pain, darkness and discomfort. There are times when you need to feel another's pain or the energy that you put into motion. But this is not so that you may suffer. It is only so that you can say, "No. I will not honor Myself in this fashion. I will not honor You in this fashion. I will not honor God in this fashion." 

If it doesn't feel right, if it breaks your heart, if you feel like you are separated from yourself, and you can not even comprehend how you could be capable of such a horrendous, rude, or vindictive act, it means that your higher-self, your God-self, your Christ-light, knows that the real you is not. So, don't do it.

Now, now, now I know that life is not that simple. There are rules, and bills to pay, and people to serve, and debts to pay back. Don't do it. 

I know the pattern well. Break it. 

And for those of you who say, "Oh well yes, that is fine and dandy for a first world citizen of privilege and wealth."

I say, "If it feels wrong. It is wrong. And this is a Universal Law. I will call it the Law of Innate Knowing."

And for those of you how say, "People are not smart enough of peaceful enough to know right from wrong without rules and laws."

I say, "Shut your mouth. Stop talking. And breathe. Did you have to be taught to do that? No. It is innate. Then why is it so hard to believe that your body can tell the difference between right and wrong, and true and untrue? If it can figure out how to know when air is needed to fill it's lungs; when there is not enough oxygen for it's precious cells, or too much pollutants for it's various organs; why do we give this little machine that you spend so much time styling and reshaping, so little credit?"  

Your body, mind, and soul act as one. Your body will tell you when your are straying from your calling. Some will call it nerves. Others will call it hysterics. And others will try to fix it with medicines and altercations of other sorts. It will only mask the aches, the pains, the pins and needles. Your body is saying "Don't do it." Listen to it, don't muffle it's cries. 

This all being said, you can use my medicines to get you back to your base level. I didn't create them for nothing, folks. But use them to get to a point where you can take care of yourself. Where you can face the cries of, "Don't do it." Use them to gain control. Use them to gain safety. But don't use them to hide. I say this because even the Universe needs a disclaimer. I gave you everything you need to protect yourself and create the life you deserve. Unfortunately, I also gave you all of those things knowing they could be used to destroy yourselves as well.

Yours, Ours, and Theirs, Always and Forever, 

Your Body, Mind and Soul

Twice As Nice

Learned this afternoon, through a very interesting two way conversation:

Me: Time is circular, huh? What on Earth does that even mean?

God: Twice as nice.

It means a lot of things.

It means that the seasons follow a cyclical pattern. That life goes back into the Earth to be born again. It means that nothing can be created or destroyed. It means that every thing is recycled and reused entirely. Even though sometimes this process can take centuries, decades, or eons. It means that that everything can run through or past you, but can never escape. It means that everything is twice as nice.

Me: What on Earth does that mean? You do realize, that sometimes you leave me with less answers than I come to you with; just so you know.

God: I know. And I enjoy watching the gears in your head twirl. I enjoy it when you realize you are left speechless because it means that you are opening yourself up for new information, new knowledge. Every time you are utterly confused, you sigh, roll your eyes, and say "Okay, I'm ready. Fill me in. I will let go of some of my prejudice." But you also make it perfectly clear that you are stubborn and bull headed, and that even if you understand it this time around, and accept it as truth that you will need me to explain it once again. This is perfectly acceptable because even if you lose it, you work hard to eventually solidify it and hold it as truth.

So, yes, twice as nice means that you are able to part of the circle of life. The circle of time. You feel the excitement and freedom and hope and promise when a loved one is born (You also feel this at the time of your own birth, but few of us remember). And then you get to feel the same excitement, freedom, hope and promise as you pass on to the next life. It is part of the circle; life and "re-life" meet.

It means that when one opportunity "passes you by" because you weren't ready for it-- you know like that great job that you wanted so much, but didn't have the confidence to take or even apply for--it means that it will come back again. And hopefully you are together enough to work hard after the first time you see it to pull it together, so that the next time you are prepared. It means that even though you screwed it up the second time too, that it will come back around a third time, and a forth. Time is circular. You growth is exponential.

It means that love will always come back to you. Did you forget to apologize after that last fight? And now it seems that there is no opportunity to slip it in, to face it, to take responsibility for your actions. Is the air to thick? Is your brother, who you called unworthy of the family name, still too closed to listen to you? Don't run away, as if your time is up. The cycle will come and the door will open again.

Time is circular. That means that there is time for patience, stillness, and prayer. Time is circular, if you feel like it is the wrong time to act, it means that the right time will come.

If you feel like you are stuck in the "winter of your soul" fear not because spring is around the corner.

Time is circular, and that my Dear Ones is my eternal blessing.

Peace, Love, Amen.

How Not to Be a Zombie

Known Today:

Life is short. Well, that was obvious. So, why do we spend so much time wondering when it actually begins?

Does it begin at first breath? Does it begin the first day of kindergarten when we leave our parents care? Does begin at that very moment of our first kiss? Perhaps marriage? No, wait I've heard many say it actually happens after that first divorce!

Life starts the moment that we start living. 

I am the worst at being a living human being, when it comes down to it. I've spent most of my life, walking, talking and adjourning. I am better a being a zombie than an actual human being.


Now, don't get me wrong I've had those moments when I am fully alive. I feel the sensation of a cute guy smiling at me from across the room. I feel and smell the playfulness of a late autumn rain. And like all of us, I've had those moments of Deja Vu that tell me I'm in the exact place, at the exact time, doing the exact thing I've already done once before. Could it simply be because I planned it that way? Could it simply be that it is one of those road markers on my journey, and my soul is just telling me, "Hello, My Dear One. You look absolutely stunning today, and yes you are right where you belong"?

Probably.

But most people would say I'm simply reading in to things, or maybe that I've done something similar before; or better yet "a friend, relative, sibling or parent described a similar experience that they had once and you are confusing their memory with yours."

I don't know about you, but I like to think that even if my mind is not as sharp as some, that my body and heart can tell my experiences from someone else's.

But yes, life is short. So we must live. I wish I knew how to do that. But I have a few suggestions, that were given to me tonight. So, I will share them with you.

From Love, to all of us:

1.) Breathe more-  Not these silly little, "Please Lord keep me alive" breaths. No, BREATHE. Let the Universe fill your lungs and ground you in the present. Feel the sensation of Earth energy flowing through your body. You are more than just a mind. Breathing helps remind you of this.

2.) Practice makes perfect, but sometimes you just need to preform- Allow others to see you at your less than perfect self. Allow others to see what you are working on. Let them in to enjoy your journey. Even if it is messy, it is still beautiful and unique. Show others what you are made of, even if it is more questions than answers.

3.) Pretend more- This is where all of that self-visualization comes in, or that horrible phrase "fake it, 'til you make it." Now, don't fake anything. But when you pretend you are beautiful and look into the mirror, you begin to see that it is actually true. When you pretend that you are climbing to the top of Mt. Everest, it makes that awesome mountain in your backyard easier to climb. When you sing like you know all of the words, you find out that you actually know most of them. Pretend that you all ready have all that you want, and you will see exactly what it feels like to have it and then have a clearer picture of how to get it.

4.) Understand "Now"- Remember that it is now, not 4AM next Monday hours before that report is due, and it isn't 1986 when you totally flunked that mid-term exam and the teacher yelled at you in front of the cute girl. You are uniquely and distinctly you; here in a precious moment where you get to decided who you are and what you hold on to.

And finally-

5.) Sleep on it- when you feel like a walking, talking brain eating zombie, when you feel like you are not who you are meant to be, or even who you used to be. When you can't recognize yourself in the mirror:

• Breathe. 
• Tell someone about it (let them in). 
• Pretend that you are exactly who you wanted to be, feel the change from that ideal state of being envisioned in your mind, feel the energy flow through your arms, your core, you legs, your mind, 
• And then take a nap. Sleep on it. Give yourself permission to stop working on the issue. 
• Tell yourself as you fall asleep that this zombie creature is just who you are now, at this moment in time, and give your self permission to kick him out and take back control of your body in the morning. 

This is what I came to know today. I thank those on the other side who are teaching me these lessons over and over again because even as a medium, I have a thick skull. And I thank you to all of my friends, who have been with me through the past few weeks. We are going to go far. We just have to believe.

We just have to believe in ourselves.