Archive for August, 2013

Twin Flames and the Heart Chakra `a Kundalini update
August 31, 2013

Kundalini and the Heart Chakra_when I feel your spirit

There has been this whispering for the past few weeks. It is various forms of the same thought and it is all about the heart chakra and this journey, introducing into my concept that we planned this journey before we came into these physical bodies, and asked for volunteers to each play their role while we together performed a forgiveness ceremony. This dimension is far from here, the place where we stand together and are performing the forgiveness ceremony together.. while here on planet Earth we are far far away from each other and can only feel our spirit touches..

I wrote down one of the seeds of thought that they have been planting inside my heart as my Kundalini calls me to feel a higher love:

“What if, in our wildest imagination, the only way we had to touch each other was through spirit?”

Diviant arth__water_spirit_by_Firendiel _Harzel Ozelot

at the door again ~dream
August 30, 2013

I dreamed…  again I found my way back to the door that I was searching for…  to the darkened door down the darkened hall..  I stood and I knocked at the door not knowing what I would find..

Then my soul mate, he opened the door, and when he saw me his spirit lit up, as if the

Take Down the Magic Dream 2 found the door again

clouds lifted.. and just like in the vision when I was 12, he was taller than I so that I had to look up at him.  It was like an energy thing as his arms began to move around me..  to feel again his loving hug..

and then it was like we just evaporated into a universe… and I disappeared into the dream with him.. knowing I found him..

The journey of the Kundalini, I am finding great change as I have entered the space of the Heart Chakra..  I am finding it to be an expression of a higher love..  In a typical relationship there is a constant flow of contact in the daily lives of a couple..  but this is different, for I am beginning to believe that we set this plan in motion long before we incarnated into these human bodies..

Even the journey of forgiveness that we share, I believe that we, and the parties involved, in their higher selves, agreed to come and play the role that they have played out..

For me, in the journey of forgiveness, at the age of 13, there was a man who stole my innocence setting in motion the need for me to take a journey into the heart of forgiveness.  It was the journey of a lifetime, going to a healer so that the seed of forgiveness could be planted within me..

And then years and years later, as he lay on his deathbed I found myself on such a journey..  my mother, a Moon Goddess, she came and told me that it was time to perform the healing ceremony for the remnants of the past wound.  I was taken into vision for the length of the Ceremony which lasted about 6 weeks.  At the end of the Ceremony I found myself seeing through different eyes, that this man outside his human body stood his higher self which when he passed from his human body his consciousness would slip back into his higher self.

As I was watching this I saw the Tree of Forgiveness, that had been planted in me some 30 years earlier, was blooming with vey soft pink flowers, and I was standing inside of the Tree of Forgiveness looking out through the face of one of its flowers.

With this my Moon Goddess mother told me that it was time to take the Bridge to him so that he could pass back over it and rejoin his higher self…..

This Kundalini that I feel in my heart chakra is like that.  It is a higher love that I find myself making an expression of here with my Soul Mate..

Take down the magic dream
August 28, 2013

I was inside my dream when I heard them say, “We are going to take down the magic  now.”

When I asked them, “but why?” they said, “Because no one is using it anymore”

With that I found myself in a darkened, bare and dusty room.  When I looked up it seemed we were inside a brown wrinkled tent.

Then I find myself standing in a hallway.  Off to my left there are stairs that go up to the next floor.  The hall way in front of me is narrow and leads to a back room with a brown door and my Soul Mate is standing at the door about to open it..

Then I wake up…

where the eagles fly

Shamboo Wokantonka ~Oliver Shanti and friends
August 27, 2013

❤  ❤  ❤

 

A great love story
August 27, 2013

…  this is a Romantic Comedy…

great movie…

great love story…

my kind of love story….

LOL awkward name…

but such a cool movie…

he makes a really pretty girl

LOL

definitely my idea of how love would happen in a really awesome manner

to me true love stories have great endings

and this has a great ending

Destiny’s garden song
August 26, 2013

When I feel your spirit touch mine..

I am awed

I want to sing songs of joyous exaltations

tell you how much I love you

and how honored I feel

at your spirit touch upon my life

softly caressing my body

as I step past you,

standing there looking so gallantly at me

I feel you

Touching my spirit body

touching my heart

I feel loved

by you

xxoxx august 24 2013

In the quiet places, where love speaks, I hear your whispers.. I feel your touch

Comet ISON to Fly By Mars
August 26, 2013

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=4uJFvkJzBVA

I am wanting to take a picture of the comet so I was out taking pictures of the stars or planets, I don’t know..  to the eye these looked white, both of them, but magnified greatly they were these colors….. kind of interesting I thought…

stars in the night sky

Rite of Passage dream, the cracking of the codes
August 21, 2013

There is never ending movement here, always creating, always moment.. tis what it is like to be a life supporting Earth. Every action works within the whole..

Rite of Passage!

11/17/00

I was dreaming I was at home when the mailman came and delivered a letter.  Inside the letter was the renewal sticker for my vehicle.  Also inside the envelope were 2 pictures of me SAMSUNGtaken at separate times.  One of them was from 1984 when I lived in California.  I was sitting on the balcony in my light blue short shorts.  And I could see that my panties were showing and whoever took the picture was smiling gleefully.  The second picture was SAMSUNGfrom 10 years later, after the ballerina appeared and danced in front of me and gave me my new dance.  This picture also showed me in a very vulnerable position.  As soon as it occurred to me that someone had been watching me for years I became alarmed, and when I became alarmed the dream split into 2 dreams.

In one dream I had laid the mail down and gone to lay on the couch to watch TV.  The movie I was watching was some kind of horror flick.

In the other dream I was living the movie I was watching.  I saw myself go into the woods with another man.  It seemed he was not so much my ex, but he was a ghost like image I carry of him with me, his memories.  The me, inside the house, saw the one I”ll call X fall onto an ax and then he got back up with the ax sticking out of his head.

The me living the movie knew this was going to happen so when X got close to where the ax lay I yelled a warning for him to stay away from there.  But it was too late.  I watched in horror as he stumbled to the ground and sure enough, when he got up there was an ax stuck in his head.  I went to him and pulled it out.  He seemed to be in a daze.

Somewhere out of sight I heard a motorcycle start up.  I was thinking it was the person who sent me the 2 pictures, that he was coming to get me now and that once he captured me he was going to kill me as soon as he found me.  I felt like I was freaking out.  I felt like he was coming to kill me.

About this time the me that was watching this happen in the movie thought. “Oh I have to turn this horror flick off.  It is scaring me to death.”  The me that was in the woods was helping the part of my X that I carry in my memories into a ditch to hide him so that he could not find me.   I just knew it was his intentions to kill me once he caught me.

As I was laying in the ditch trying to protect X and panicking an old woman and a young sapling appeared.  I was never so happy see someone I recognized as I was at that moment. Rite of Passage AncientTreeSpirit She was a Tree Spirit, an Ancient One who I had hugged before. She was wearing a gray dress that had darker and lighter streaks running up and down it.  I was so grateful for her appearance inside my dream that I ran to her to give her a hug, exclaiming how I was not frightened of her because I recognized her.  I felt great relief as I ran to her to hug her.

She held out her arms to me as I went to embrace her.  She told me that all was not as it was appearing in my dream.  That this dream was about me and “Cha-che-wo-ah ,” the “Rite of Passage” that I had to pass through to get to where I was meant to be.  As she said this she pointed her finger down a path.  But it was like a vision, not a part of this dream.  She held out her hand and from her hand stretched out this path that I had to travel to get to my final destination.  It grew out of her like a limb grows out of a tree.  And this destination felt like home, only I could not find my memories of being there.  I just knew that once I got there it would feel like home. And then she said, “This dream is about you and what you must overcome, the path you must now travel to get to the place you were meant to be. (The place that felt like home.)  It’s your ‘Rite of Passage that you came there to experience.  There is no one trying to kill you.  You are interpreting this dream and your whole life wrong.  This life is about your Cha Chee to Wah, you are here on this planet, in this body as part of your Rite of Passage.’”

About that time I heard the motorcycle coming.  I was still in the mode of feeling frightened of feeling as if the man pursuing me was bent on killing me, so I threw myself into the ditch with my memory of X.

On the motorcycle was a nice looking, dark skinned Indian man with long hair flowing in the wind as it came out of his helmet.  He smiled at me as he drove by.  This made think he was the one who had sent me the pictures.  I was trying to grasp what the Ancient tree spirit had told me, and yet as my terror grew I huddled down in the ditch, thinking the guy was going around to make a pass before attempting to hit me with his motorcycle and killing me..

I turned to the Ancient tree spirit again and asked her, “This dream is not about someone trying to kill me?  This is about my overcoming something as a part of my “Rite of Passage?”  She assured me, “This is about you and you alone.  It is something you must do.  This is your Cha-che-to-wah (phonic spelling) your Rite of Passage.”

With this I found myself  back in my home as if the dream/movie had ended and I had gotten up and was standing beside my bed of water.  It had just been put up and as I looked at it I realized it was all dusty so I decided to clean it and make it pretty.

Sitting on the head piece was a beautiful Indian figurine so lovingly I began to cleanse her.  The more I cleansed her the more pliable she became until soon she was in a very humble position down on her hands and knees.  It was as if she was real and I was the Higher Self who care for her life who was overseeing her cleansing.

Then began a crackling sound.  Her back began to contort and move and as she moved around I could hear more of the cracking of the codes, more snapping, crackling and popping was happening to her all in the region of her back.

Then I heard a loud POP! and with that Wings came up out of her back. and began to spread out as began to lift herself to an upright position.

With this I became aware that there was movement at the bottom of the bed and when I looked around to see where the movement was coming from, I see that the memory of X was in bed with me and he seemed to be struggling against what I was doing.  As he struggled inside his dream I could hear a lullaby playing.

I felt irritated that he was in my bed with me, but the Ancient Tree Spirits words were calling to me, reminding me that this, too was part of my Rite of Passage, my Cha Chee to Wah..

and it felt like they were trying to sing my memories of X to sleep by singing him a lullaby..

With this I awoke..

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It was after this dream that they revealed to me that I had come to this Earth as my Rite of Passage because I was to one day take my consciousness and become a life sustaining planet.  In order to take your consciousness as a life sustaining planet one must accept all the life forms that take their abode upon your body….

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Which means this loss I am experiencing now must be what this feels like to the Earth…

Earth sense of loss

and translates into a message that I am still doing the Eagle Mating Ritual with the Great Eagle..

I am still inside the story line of the book, Journey to the Edge of the Precipice. (which I saw in a vision in 1994).   I have made my leap of faith from the Edge of the Precipice, have transformed into the Dancing Bird Goddess and I am still singing my song to the Great Eagle..   whose eye is turned to watch me…  and it occurs to me that the reason we are so well mated is because we sing the same song..  it is as if looking into a mirror we reflect each other, the sorrow of the song I listened to coming from him is the song I return as it is the sorrow I am now experiencing as our song mirrors each others song.  I am still inside the story line to the book, still singing they love song it was meant that I sing to the Great Eagle…

I miss my Prayer Warrior
August 21, 2013

“I miss my Prayer Warrior”

she thought as she stared at the memories of what she just witnessed.  Even from deep inside the Cave Womb of the Great Mother she could still feel the hearts of those she loved, could still feel the pain of what was going on and see visions of what was going on in world outside the cave, could see their loss, their confusion.

There had become a great split earlier that had splintered the 2 oldest into the nest of some poisonous vipers.  It was their own mother who placed them there, thinking they would be safe, while she flitted in and out between the worlds without any balance to know goodness between sheer lack of goodness. 

She was always going away, disappearing into a world that had no goodness about.  So the 2 children that she was allowed to take she planted into a world that lacked in goodness and prospered in sarcasm, disgust and all manner of everything that encouraged poisonous thoughts to grow.

In a biting and cruel manner she had reached deep into the heart of the great bear to hurt, and hurt him she did..  But she was a crazy girl, they call her a schizophrenic, and she would bounce back and forth between goodness and not having any kind of moral sense.  The Great Bear had followed for years holding her as goddess until she reached inside of him and tried to rip his heart out..

After that he was not the same towards her, and even though some months later he let her move back in, then let her move the 2 oldest back in, it was not the same.  He no longer felt like holding her hand through the crazies..  It was like there might come a day when he forgave her, but it wasn’t today..  and it was like everything seemed to be rebounding out.

The 2 oldest ones, they were different this time.  The vipers had poisoned them and they were suffering from all forms of sarcasm towards the little ones, calling them out in meanness for something they had no part in.  It was a huge contrast to the way it had been before the viper struck.  Before they had behaved, all 4 of them as a unit, protecting each other, sharing with each other.

www_gla-mur_ru_4669And Destiny, after staring into this vision for several days found the poison had penetrated her psyche also, and felt herself reflecting on things sarcastically into the time out beyond what she had just witnessed..

In this moment she felt weak and could feel herself missing her prayer warrior, missed praying with him.  She no longer felt pure and needed him to hold her sacred inside his pure prayer so that she again could touch the energy of purity,  He had this beautiful way of holding here when she was in prayer for her loved one.  He would wrap her in his wings of love and then pull her loved ones in to hold them in purity too..

By now she was so deep inside the inner cave of the great mother that she could barely feel him..  so she did the only thing she could think to do..  She laid her hand upon the cave wall and sent everything she was feeling through.. and prayed that in some quiet way he would feel her, and dream himself with his wings of love wrapped her holding her while she wept for the grandness of children… and draw them in, and make his prayers for them..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hold Back the Dawn, Robbie Robertson
August 16, 2013