IN THIS ISSUE
*** From Your Hostess of Light
***Sea Glass
***Sky-Quakes
***REMOVING THE SEEMS OF SELF
From Your Hostess of Light As March twirls us about like the straw man from Oz caught in a dust devil, we are dispersed about dimensionally and inter-dimensionally with a little of us in the past, a little bit of us in the present, some scatterings in the future and a whole lot of us riding bucking broncos in the form of continuous dimensional fluidity. Just like the bride of Frankenstein we too are trying to put together all the missing pieces of our soul as we try to figure out who we are in this new placement of time.
Time-waves have been happening to Earth for millions of years pushing the life force of Earth into different hexagons of placement. Time itself ebbs and flows as we all get a little nauseous trying to keep our balance. We are learning ‘not to stick our hands outside the vehicle of time’ as we acquire the speed limits of manifestation and creation. As we learn the new rules of the road we learn to play within this virtual reality, like a young girl getting her powers. Knowing without a doubt everything is connected to each other thru all places of time.
As spring pushes her pretty self into every pore of our life, we feel a sense of expectancy like a pregnant woman ready to give birth. We all feel a slight urgency a push, to accomplish that which is yet to be determined; the need to birth something in an outward fashion. At a deep level our being kicks and pokes at us from the inside out. Making life uncomfortable and tempers flare like a spring hairdo. All of earth mirrors this urge to move forward, out of the long winter of waiting, into a place that aspires to be a warm sweet Hope.
We look at ourselves seeing a newness that has not made its way to the surface as of yet, but still we feel the stirring waters of change within. We feel compelled and driven to move out of our winter blues searching blindly for those rose tinted glasses we once wore. We are becoming seasoned like a good wine that seeks a crystal goblet. Everyday life gives us another morsel to digest, an appetizer that keeps us spooning for more. People we know and love pass from the earth leaving a little hole in our heart. Regrets pile up like laundry that needs to be tended to, as we cling to what was and what could have been. We mourn for easier times and reflect upon what once was. The minutes of the day become more precious in celebration of life and the lives of others.
As we all reach another round of energetic virtual and celestial interface, we begin to feel tumbled like a dryer that has gone on too long thru too many cycles of time. We feel both shrunken and stretched, we feel discombobulated in every part of our being, like we no longer fit our lives. Our worth or self-worth is no longer determined by the same factors that once existed. Like an ancient bottle of Pirates brew we are tossed from the safety of the sailing ship into an ever-changing sea of possibility. We as the bottle have cast-off so much of ourselves, have discarded so much that we once were and believed. We have tried so hard to hold on to our original structure and blueprint but like jello it dissolves at a warm touch. Like a mama Glacier we feel parts of ourselves broken off, cast away, never to be recovered again as they float away, creating a deep void.
Like discarded sea glass we sometimes feel so sharp and yet life continually hones our very edges into a smoothness we cannot deny. We often feel tossed about in the shifting ocean of life like broken sea glass trying to hold on to something, as it forced to ride the waves of change in the direction the universe has declared. We are like beautiful sea glass as it is tossed to shore after a long time at the bottom of the seas, where its colors are easily seen in the light. Finally we have arrived on the shores of Self waiting for something or someone to see our Beauty and light, to see our worth, to be released from the never-ending tossing and turning of life. The warmth of our life force comes to the surface as the sea glass of our soul begins to shine and feel loved again. Finally seeing its true beauty thru the veil of seaweed the sea glass receives the love. Remember you were always the treasure!
SKYQUAKES
Lately many around the globe have felt a loud shift, a sonic boom of sorts, shifting them dimensionally for a moment in time as they slide between thoughts fears and misgivings. Like popping your ears at a high altitude one knows when they are no longer in the same zip code of energy. Many have awoken from a deep sleep with a loud explosion not to be found around them in their life or in their yard. As a sonic boom of sorts flies thru the thoughts of many restlessness occurs within the physical body as these dimensional soundings make themselves more obvious within our world. When this happens a Shake Rattle and Roll occurs on a biological level, on an vibrational level and Earth level. These energies come as skyquakes announcing a dimensional shift in the outer perspective and proportions of Earth’s safety net.
As the very Earth herself redefines the needs of her planet and people needed for survival the outer facets around the earth also quake in attention. Earths outer timelines and dimensions are strummed about like a banjo. Everything bumps against itself like a cosmic pinball machine in a shark tank. These bumps and grinds of cosmic proportion have a powerful frequency and effect; Like God in a Milkyway bowling alley the noise penetrates all life, like infrared sound it awakens ancient primal remembrances of skyquakes their reason and Source. This causes mere mortals to be placed on high alert in fight or flight mode. What was invisible of nature is now seen in the fullness of the sky, time and the human eye. A sky alert awakens the sensory of Earth and her people. Sky quakes are sky openings, tears in time. Just what this means to us will show its true colors in the future.
REMOVING THE SEEMS OF SELF
When I was a little girl I loved to play with paper dolls (of course it was the 50’s slim pickens for toys) I don’t even know if the kids nowadays know what a paper doll is but in the old days it brought the imagination into fruition. Whenever I would cut out the paper dolls I always seemed to cut the dimensional aspects of her different than what we’re portrayed in the directions. In other words I didn’t obey instructions nor did I color in the lines and to this day I am still that same little girl.
Life as we know it now demands us to stay within the lines, the seams that are sewn for us by life and others. To follow the rules even if we don’t believe in their Construction. Eventually becoming robotic of nature The real us begins to fade like a ghost that’s stayed too long in a Disney mansion. We try hard to hold on to what was but feel ourselves drifting like an astronaut on a windy day. This feeling of disconnection also feels like a death of sort, all alone, drifting not attached to what is around you or the outcome.
Every day I get emails about this disconnect energy, many ask are they going to die or is the earth going to die? In actuality we all know the old us has left the building Not to return in the same decorative costume.
Many feel they are completely disconnected as a Consciousness that escapes from what is Matrix of Nature and controlling up life force. The real authentic aspect of our soul fights for freedom on all levels thru all dimensions. Not giving in to holographic dimensional flybys that cause one to falter in their true nature.
Each and every day I ask the Real Goddess Gillian to get her Celestial Butt integrated fully into all of my dimensional selves that seem to be running amuck. There has to be a number One, an original not an extra crispy version of the authentic self. Even if we are Matrix of birth or Matrix of Destiny as so many Proclaim, it is my intention to hold on dearly to who and what I am, the Light that I represent and the Love that I am learning to embrace in all of its formats.
It is within this domain of thought that we no longer hold on to the old ‘seems of self’ but allow a new Heavenly ‘in-lightened-Stitch-in time’ to enter our lives. We may feel like cosmic Castaways on a really bad reality show but I come to tell you to change the channel of your creation. Imagine your self getting a new wardrobe of Light designed for every season of your life. Encircle the old you within the new garments of light. integrate fully to stop the sense of drifting and floating away from life.
