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.
The kundalini energy had been building – ahh…now I get it. As it was building I had to
have a clear out of the digestive stuff to make way for more of the kundalini.
Reading my blog over that period of time, it makes me happy
and sad to see that soul-mate hubby’s last few weeks in his physical body were
very happy ones – and he’d had a chance spend time with the entity that is his
daughter in this current incarnation and meet her life partner. It made me tear
up when I re-read that he was in his element by the sea. What an
amazingly beautiful farewell to a courageous and incredible soul who’d agreed
to walk this path with me.
The three days of ceremonies were all set in place together
with the build-up of kundalini energy, so that it could not only assist
soul-mate hubby’s transition over and my twin’s stepping in, but also to put in
place the new energy that my twin and I would be moving forward with/in.
I can see so clearly now that this was all so beautifully
orchestrated…and it has taken me until now to actually ‘see’ and understand it.
The inter-twining of the two of us with the frangipani
flowers and the ivy leaves created a safe space that was held for both of us by
both of us. It was my turn to be the grounder as well as the anchor so that the
two entities could do the swap. The kundalini energy was assisting with this
swap over - similar to prepping the soil to plant
seeds.
The 'first ceremony' on 29 March was setting the scene for the
change over which happened in the early hours of the morning of 30 March. The
'second ceremony' on that day was all about planting/anchoring the new entity within the
body of hubby. The 'following day' when the flowers and leaves turned into butterflies
signified the 'new' us who are growing into our new roles. (click on the highlighted links to read these if you want)
From what I understand, the seriousness of the ancients was because they had to make sure it was done 'properly'. They were anxious rather than stern and forboding.
The final ceremony a week later was reinforcing our journey together
as twins.
It seems to me that the planting and growing still
continues. Our relationship has changed so radically. But if I try and explain
how it has changed it makes no sense.
All of it is energetic that displays itself emotionally as
well as physically. He has, over the last year grown in height and now I find
myself looking up at him, which feels really strange as we used to be the same
height. At times we are the
same height…it is as though his body keeps morphing back to the ‘old’ shape for
a while. Like many of us moving forward and then seemingly to revert back
to an old pattern.
You know when I sat down to write this I was so excited by
all the info…but now that I try to put it in cohesive wording, I have no idea how to. Language fails me and yet as I sit here I am feeling the amazing gift the two of us
have been given…but I don’t particularly understand it :-) At the same time I
cannot actually pin down what I know…a fog or veil still covers most of the
knowledge. It is kinda like having a word on the tip of your tongue…
I do miss the old ‘entity’ as we were so comfortable and
happy. It feels like hard work all over again with this new relationship. It may seems like I am whinging - but I am not. Yes, it is
exciting to understand the potentials and yet I need to get used to the new me, new life,
as well as the new hubby..it's all new.
Yeah…I’m totally out of my depth at the moment…with
everything. But this is only because my normally controlled world is no longer
within my control. These days I am simply allowing my heart to take me where I
need to be, so I have no idea what is around the corner.
It is very weird...and different.
I had my meeting with the service manager. She is such a
lovely woman – the kind of person I can see in the New World. I mentioned to
her that I see her as a large heart holding the unit in there as I feel she
needs to know how we all feel about her. There were a few tears when she heard
this.
She is someone who is trying to create change for the better
in the face of adversity. It is for this reason that I have been content all
these years in different places of work, to hold the light for those that can
to use to the advantage of all. Hats off to her, she has finally got the go
ahead to fund her dream of putting patients and staff first. It is great to see
this finally coming together.
It is as though the river blocked by an ugly dam has been
given the chance to flow once again, without obstruction.
And…it seems I have been given what I wanted…although I did
not know what I actually wanted – we all have. I won’t say much more as there
is still a meeting this afternoon for the others to hear the good news.
This has kinda confused me – again – as now I am not sure
what I am supposed to do.
On the one hand I feel like I need the flexibility and on the other it seems like this other door has finally opened after banging on it for years. Why now?
Friday, a colleague and I attended a Sleep Forum in London which was held in the Art Workers Guild, a beautiful old building. After a while I became aware of an entity standing to one side at the front where the lecture podium was. He wore the black flowing academic robe and hat of a graduate, his hands behind his back. He simply smiled at me.
I wondered what he was doing there but no information was forthcoming. The only thing I learnt was that he is/was a medical ‘fellow’. He is not a discarnate being. He feels rather like a guide of some kind. But why medical when I am effectively moving out of the medical field – (I think)?
On the one hand I feel like I need the flexibility and on the other it seems like this other door has finally opened after banging on it for years. Why now?
Friday, a colleague and I attended a Sleep Forum in London which was held in the Art Workers Guild, a beautiful old building. After a while I became aware of an entity standing to one side at the front where the lecture podium was. He wore the black flowing academic robe and hat of a graduate, his hands behind his back. He simply smiled at me.
I wondered what he was doing there but no information was forthcoming. The only thing I learnt was that he is/was a medical ‘fellow’. He is not a discarnate being. He feels rather like a guide of some kind. But why medical when I am effectively moving out of the medical field – (I think)?
It is as if all these things I have dreamed of are all
converging in what seems like total chaos and has no relevance to each other or
any kind of pattern…but maybe they do have and I’ve not yet seen the
connection.
So once again I wait patiently to see where the flow of my
heart’s desire takes me.
I feel a bit like a dog that needs to shake off all the
fleas that have been living on her (sorry - that sounds awful...but you know
what I mean…I hope). I’ve always been in Service to Others energetically,
emotionally and financially. Or rather I should say that I have always been
energetically in Service to Others…the rest came later.
Does this mean for example, that I should no longer
financially support my father in his old age or help my children out when they
need it, or donate to the local shelter for homeless teenagers or the wildlife
charity or for that matter give safe sanctuary to those young boys who need it,
in the same way that I should no longer transmute for others or lend them my
energy?
It all seems to be tangled together and is going to be a
hard job extricating myself from this way – one that many of us have
embraced. Our patterns of 3D life that we have created for ourselves, whether
we are a giver or a taker or a bit of both.
I am the first one to hold up my hand and say that I was a
taker when I was younger. I was a taker in that I believed the world 'owed' me. Over the years I have become more of a giver…and
now it is time for me to be neither.
I suppose I have to see how I feel about each one
individually and find out the reason I need to do it. None of
this is going to happen over night for any of us as we move into a world where each person takes responsibility for everything they create in their reality.
When I move on, I won’t be able to support anyone in the ‘old
ways’. It is time to let go of it all whether energetically, emotionally or
financially. A total de-clutter - which ain’t gonna be easy.
Sheesh…this sovereignty thing goes far deeper than I
thought. It seems at this stage ‘I know nu'tin’.
1 comment:
Just wanted to empathise with your confusion. I feel the same way, my default setting these days is 'urh, I don't understand' lol
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