Portal opening



Ramblings about life . . .

What I share about my life is simply to help reinforce the understanding that it is possible to live with love and laughter, in between the tough times.

Life is what we make of it, no matter how harrowing. We accept and embody this with-in ourselves, thereby allowing the energy to manifest outwardly in our reality.

It starts with each one of us as an individual to form the collective consciousness.

Be the dream.

We honour the light and the life within you.

Please be aware - I upload other bloggers' posts and then delete after a month. This is my journey and others help me understand where I am, until they become irrelevant (a few posts excepted).



Tuesday, 27 November 2012

Zorbing our way into a new paradigm




Everything…and I mean everything is being re-defined, re-calibrated and re-set.

Man alive, it makes for a very curious ‘stew’ of elation and ‘oh shit’. It feels like we’re in a Zorb ball bouncing our way into a new way of being – exhilarated and nauseous. And yet it curiously feels okay.

Passion and desire are taking on new meanings. My attention has been drawn to the blog I wrote in March 2011 called ‘Happy to be known as a Pleasurina’. In this I stated that this focus on the feminine was a bit jarring and I didn’t understand it.

Thursday, 22 November 2012

Through the mists of time




Through the mists of time…the foggy veil that covers my memories…the shadowy figures that have been hovering in the background are starting to make themselves known.

As I have walked this path, I pick up snippets of teachings as I go along. I examine and experience each one and if it resonates I keep it, otherwise I throw it away. This jigsaw puzzle of my making is unique to me and suits me and my truth as I travel constantly changing and morphing as something new is added.

Mostly it broadens the knowledge that I have collected through experience so that it makes more sense…to me…and maybe others…but the importance is it is valuable to me and is adapted to me and my truth.

Wednesday, 21 November 2012

There's that word 'control'...again




Let go! 

This theme has been shoved in my face today (and in preceding days). Stop trying to 'fix it' for others.

I keep catching myself taking responsibility for others – a pattern I thought I’d mostly resolved – but clearly not as I am revisiting it again lately. Each time I try – it all falls apart in a big way. It makes me slightly mad that I have spent so much time and trouble only to find out those involved don’t really appreciate it. And in reality...it is not my place to fix anything for anyone else...so mostly the anger I feel is directed at myself for being such a dimwit.

Monday, 19 November 2012

Understandings and insights?




Knowledge has hit me with a bolt of lightning! I tell ya there is nothing like getting zapped by 1,000,000 watts of electricity to make your hair stand on end and your brain cells sizzle :-).

I’ve laid off writing anything on my blog about the insights I’ve had as there are too many to even contemplate uploading…and it pretty much would take up all my blog...and time.

Just before the swap or ‘change over’ of entities, hubby and I had to go through some building of the sexual energy. At the time it was uncomfortable but we hung in there.

Thursday, 15 November 2012

Slow and cautious 'evil genius'!




On Monday night a colleague and I were discussing my and hubby's future plans of travelling. As we plan to do quite a bit, hubby is buying an extra four weeks of holiday so that we can do all this travelling. Of course, I did not even think about myself and how much holiday time I would need.

So as the words were coming out of my mouth, I felt some resonance within me and a while later it suddenly hit me that this could possibly be the reason (very sneaky) that I have suddenly upped and decided to resign.

I know it will take them a while as they need to fill three vacancies and people for our kinda job are difficult to find.

Monday, 12 November 2012

Heart mandala of creation




Last night whilst lying waiting for sleep to engulf me I knew that there had to be a major solar flare.

Each time this occurs my skin gets super sensitive and it is difficult to find a comfortable position. I can’t have the duvet on me because I get too hot, but if I kick it off I get too cold. Even simply having a sheet on me gets too much.

I’ve stopped asking how long it will take before I can sleep. It will take as long as it takes. Kinda like asking how long is a piece of string.

So while I am lying there tossing and turning, pulling the sheet or duvet over me and then kicking it off rhythmically, I notice that my heart is projecting a mandala that is hovering above me. I’ve often seen mandalas around me, but this has not occurred for a while.

Sunday, 11 November 2012

How we view abundance is changing



Fork in the road


Well…

Hmm…where do I start?

I sorta feel like I’m living in a twilight zone.

Wednesday morning I woke up and decided, ‘something’s gotta give’.

I discussed my impending resignation with two colleagues…basically so that I could figure out whether I was doing this for me or whether I had my own agenda of trying to get a point across. I went to sleep on Wednesday night creating the intention that I would be guided accordingly

Tuesday, 6 November 2012

Dance of the seven veils




I had a very deep meditation about 5 days ago during which time I was in a temple dancing with other women, many of whom I recognised from this current life. We were dancing the dance of the seven veils. We were so happy and really loved and enjoyed what we were doing.

I cannot remember too much in detail what happened but the next thing we were all standing around a mound of earth looking down into a well in the middle. It was rimmed with a circle of steel and a cross in the middle. I heard the words, ‘The well has dried up’.

The distress I experienced was so real I came back with a bump from this meditation. All the images were slightly jumbled and it has taken me until today to sort everything out into some sort of sequence.

Monday, 5 November 2012

The button-pushing TF walk-in!



Walk-ins are souls who incarnate directly into a mature physical body with the full agreement of the soul that was born into the body. In many cases the original soul has completed its initial mission, and, therefore, agrees to leave and make its body available to another soul, rather than go through physical death. In more recent times, many souls are deciding not to move through the dimensional shift that Earth is undergoing, and they are consequently leaving the human realm, making their bodies available for "Walk-in" souls. 

Many of the souls who are now incarnating through the Walk-in process are from the same celestial origins as the Indigo Children. Consequently, they exhibit many if not all, similar characteristics. The adaptation issues for these souls who incarnate as Walk-ins are somewhat different than those who come into embodiment through natural birth. Following are some examples:

Saturday, 3 November 2012

Building castles in the sky



Transitions

I started writing this yesterday…

The move to our ‘new life and home’ seems eminent…so much so that I feel myself living and experiencing it most of the time. And when I realise where I actually am, I initially feel a smidgen of disappointment and then a great deal of excitement about what the future holds.

It is so real at times that when I walk outside into the garden, I am surprised to see that I am still here.

Thursday, 1 November 2012

Balancing pessimism with optimism



I amended this later on when I realised I'd not said what I really wanted to say.
 
My definition of pessimism - the fear of believing that change for the better is possible.

Some might quantify this as being 'realistic'...which is a view I used to subscribe to.

Dictionary meaning - someone who is resigned to defeat without offering positive suggestions.


Haven’t we all felt this at one time or another? As the years have gone by, I have found myself more optimistic than pessimistic. Clearing the inner emotional debris has certainly helped.


Optmists have faith in everything around them. We understand there is a purpose.