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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).



Sunday, 19 February 2017

Don't Lose that Number

This latest breakthrough has placed our relationship on a very different level, which of course it would.

After this past week's radical movement, I finally understand the song Stand Tall that I heard one morning. I now recognise that within I was losing the battle of faith on both on the work front, our relationship and probably a few other things I've not thought of.



Thankfully the regular morning bloody noses have stopped :-) They were the clearing away of blocks, day by day to get where I am now.

I woke with Rikkie Don't Lose that Number by Steely Dan whirring around in my head this morning.

Lol...basically a gentle nudge from ME to me - don't allow your doubts to fuck this shit up!

Every time I feel myself popping out of that lovely space, I have to stop and centre myself.

This leap is far beyond anything I've experienced before and it has brought up a huge amount of excitement and...some wariness.

I went into meditation to see how Greg and I are doing with holding open the archway to the New World (here is the link to that post).

We're still both standing tall, gazing into each other's eyes as the gateway stands firm. The tapestry of colour is still far cry from being completed, but things are definitely moving. I could see stitching slowly appearing in colour too as though being sewn by invisible hands.

I find this comforting. To know that despite my human-self doubting as she negotiates this path, my Higher Self, is doing what she needs to do without a problem.

Sigh - I need to take a leaf out of her book.


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