THE QUANTUM AWAKENING
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In this Issue
***From your Hostess of Light
***MARCH OF SOPHIA
*** Standing up to your shadow
***The cosmic directional: Buoys in time
From your Hostess of light
In last months issue of the Quantum Awakening I posted my article from the Sedona Journal 2017 predictions issue like I do every New Year. Some questioned if it was channeled or not and why wasn’t it fully channeled? For those of you who do not know me personally, you do not realize that my entire day is channeled whether I am at the Post Office or the bank or the grocery I am a conscious channel of Light, that light is never turned off. It is a energy that flies on the wings of Shekinah the Holy Spirit.
Since I spontaneously started channeling in the early 80’s I have asked every day to be ‘used as a clear and perfect channel of Light for the highest aspect of all that was holy’.
I no longer have to ‘go under’ so to speak to tap into the universe and in reality none of you all need to do that either. We are on a dimensional freeway, no tolls, no exits, and no speed limit has been set on our Light. In the early years we were a connection point and channel for the Light now we are the Light. I can tap into any universal energy any place, any time and make contact, just as you. For where your thoughts and intents walk, the energy follows hand in hand and a magical connection happens. It is not a forced or contrived or exaggerated connection, it is natural.
In times of old we had to climb the sacred mountain, swim the holy sea, and eat manna for breakfast. We were not at a place to understand or contain our light and wear it as one with our humanness. Finally the world and science and religion have caught up with us and have proven everything we have held as sacred truth for eons of time.
We are now at a place of a great emptiness waiting to be filled with the new possibilities, the new truths, and the new unexplained. In that emptiness it gives us time to look around at the empty apartment inside. For when one becomes an empty holy chalice they are given a great opportunity.
MARCH OF SOPHIA
A powerful and ancient call went out gaining entrance and momentum as it entered the chamber of the heart and opened a new place of light for the world to see. They came from all lands, they came from the seas, they came from the cornfields, they came from the deserts. They came with open arms and ‘Open Hearts’ into a place of convergence creating a plateau of solid light held up with columns of the heart.
Millions of women reinforced the feminine pillar of all that was Good and Holy. The Divine She herself rose from her ancient sleep rubbed her eyes and saw all the fractures and wounded parts of herself she had ignored too long. All the scars thru time had reddened and a planetary healing was needed immediately.
She called to herself, every ancient piece, from goddess, to Nun, to warrioress, to Priestess to healer to savior. She called from the mountaintops, the Valleys, and the sacred places of Earth. She called to all of her sisters of Earth, all of her sisters of the sky, and all of her sisters of the heart, to gather in momentum in purpose and power.
She called to parts of herself she had forgotten, that still existed only as a slight Whisper. She called to all that was dark within herself, her fears and her body. She looked up to the night sky, and called to all that had forgotten her and left her and her children to fend for themselves. She called to all that once loved her. like those that walked in the great goddesses named she demanded acknowledgment and answers.
Everything within and without the Earth shifted as a plate of light was grafted to the wounded body and heart of Mother Earth. never had she seen such an outpouring of love from her daughters, sons, and believers. As she watched with great tears in her soul, the heart of Earth proclaimed in all her glory 'so it shall be done!'
Every feminine cell within the living body of Earth awakened to its power, not in a place of violence or muscle but a place of purpose and solidarity of light. A cord of justice has been struck and resonates throughout the planet without pause. As this resonance is embraced on a cellular by all, a gentle compassion will take form and action.
Like the Dove of the Holy Spirit the message has gone out and will resonate creating a new configuration and paradigm of light. Not only will this chord clang like tinnitus in the deaf ears of those who do not hear, but it will stir the very gods of old themselves.
The pathway of distorted, concave, convex and convoluted energies have been shaped in this sinewy dimensional fissure, and now they demand to be straightened out. A cosmic cesarean birth has opened places in the earth that were not ready to be exposed and are still shaky of construction. A step has been skipped allowing an unexpected event to be birthed before its scheduled appearance. Earth has struck a cord of heart-truth that is being echoed throughout the universe like an opus of peace. Stand tall in your light; shadows only come to warp your point of view and keep you distracted, you have already crossed the line in the sand, no matter if the winds of change swept it away.
Standing up to your shadow
I wish on a star every night that those I love will have peace in their lives and hearts. I wish they could find happiness and financial security and maybe even love. Lately many have come to a Crossing in their life, a frozen river that seems to stop them from moving forward. For all of us no matter what form the learning’s have thickened and crusted around the edges. We are asked to move thru our boiling over fears directed by many artists of illusion.
We as a planet must all move through our fears into the future which is simultaneously decided and undecided. It is time we stand face to with what continues to steal our peace. Like a dark desert Sandstorm that catches up with one no matter how fast they run, multitudes of granules of particles from the past rub against the skin opening Old Wounds, opening old loves, opening old doors we did not knock upon. We've run so hard and so fast like Time Traveler's wandering we no longer recognize Who We Are or who we are becoming.
We are now At the point of turning within face to face with our personal darkness in whatever form or shadow dance it takes. We cannot progress nor heal as a planet with fear in our hearts. We are all filled to the rim with every flavor of fear, fear is broadcast every single minute of every single day. Fear camps out on the virtual cloud and like a raven swoops down to consume the weak. We are asked to stand in a place of valor and might, knowing that we are not subject to the whims or personalities of others.
As our world becomes more virtual in nature and we all become connected in a collective earth-heart we will be able to surf the universe with our consciousness tethered only to this vehicle. We are no longer tied down or hardwired to earth as we once were. we are becoming the avatars of our life whether online or in the real world we are at a point of universal shift. Like a big ‘G’ gear in the rusty ole wheel of life, a new cog in time has been found. Nothing in this world is one solid particle but trillions that agree to come together to take form. Taking shape like a flock of migrating birds, fooling the human eye, being seen, being unseen, having mass having none. Welcome to 2017 the particles can shift in a moments notice. You are no longer ‘the sacred-crow’ hanging in the fields of life, stop hanging on to the tatters of life and begin your journey anew, again with a new story that will fortify your souls longings.
The cosmic directiona: Buoys in time
As we finally come to our next stop in time, we all seem to be stuck waiting on commands from the light. Crossing our fingers holding our breath counting to seven, we wait for the universe to wave us forward, like an intersection cop with neon gloves. Eagerly we await what we feel in the pit of our stomach is really big! Searching our world, our reflections, and our intuitions for the cosmic directional. All the while Feeling as if our legs are leaden, keeping us in the land of the unformed and uninformed. A place of no words, no actions, no foresight. Licking our wounds, feeling like a trapped animal in a place of no escape. Looking around us at the economy, the government, the world, and seeing that everyone is parked at the stoplight in a long line waiting for a sign. Many get tired of waiting and attempt to make their own in the void. Like ground hog day the void will keep you running in a labyrinth configuration until it gets your full attention.
Who will save us, who will lead us, who will be our messiah our president our commander and chief? We feel as if we are held captive within space and time, sitting in the chamber between heartbeats. The silence is loud; the void is deafening and the mirror is shiny. Stopping only to hone our wants and our needs we constantly look for the sign, the sky writing, the text. The posting that says, 'thumbs up, the water is safe, come on in. you can now cross the street of your life into the next phase of your journey.' Did we just go thru that with the green hornet comet and one powerful snow moon leo eclipse?
A tiny voice within whispers," Wait just, wait! Pause take a breath for all is undetectable and embryonic of state. Wait until the tide changes in your direction and finally reaches the seashore of your heart. Do not rush into dangerous waters with what is unseen lurking below the surface. Wait for life to unveil itself, in its fully formed self. Hold onto the seed dreams within your eternal soul heart. The fruit of the future comes from an unassuming plant. Do not judge the new forms the Light messages will take.
When your soul announces the bridge is safe to cross, Do not use excuses to become sluggish depressed and self-critical. In this place that beckons weave the longings of your heartstring into a vibratory tapestry of sub-atomic particles that are destined to find their way into a form that takes life.
Do not sit as a passenger in your life. Hold tight as you paddle through the breakers of your life to the peaceful yet powerful waters. Let go of the fear of falling off of your flat-liner life. Sail fully without fear of failure. Follow the star chart of your destination with precision and then expect to land on new land that will provide even more than you imagined.
All of life it is but a wink, a blink and a nod. Now sail on your beautiful boat into your unknown, unformed future. Allow your internal divine compass to innately sail you in the direction of your destiny.
The illusion of stillness seems hauntingly alive, and you fear being devoured by its vastness, as one who sails to the rivers end only to find a great waterfall. Let go and allow the divinity within you to drive. It is older and wiser and has driven since the beginning of time. Allow the true self, the soul, the God within to move you in a direction of completeness. The void has the ability to extract what is in your heart and assist you in birthing it into manifestation."