What parts of the feeding frenzy do you still support?
I’m noticing, more and more, and participating less and less, in the vagaries of broadcast fear. So many live in ‘fear world.’ Even capitalizing the title gives it too much credence. The vibe on most posts having to do with world conditions is laced with nasty, no matter how well intended the proffered information might be. When I can taste the fear, I don’t imbibe. At the moment that can seem to mean fewer and fewer options. Or, does it?

I’m having a wonder, so I beg your pardon if my words wander. Today is a ‘say what you need to say’ kind of day.
And, truth be told, Source has expressed through me what wanted expressing, for years now. Long years, in human terms, a nano-blip in cosmic reality. So much of it has been what others seemed to need to hear. In the immortal words of Willow, “bored now.” Facetious, of course. Yet, there is so much more that seeks expression. That flow will find its way. She always does so.

What does it mean to Be Love, especially right now? That is a very human question. And, before you start beating yourself up again, let’s take a look.

Q: “What does it mean?”
A: The only meaning anything has is what we give it. We write our scripts. We decide. We make things matter.

As the latest Great Wave crested yesterday, at Bealtaine, it brought with it the entire sea of our current journey. Imagine a tsunami so large it draws into itself every sea on our world, every drop of rain, every particle of flow. This Wave shapes all before it.

Bealtaine represents, first and foremost, New Life and Re-Emerging Realities. Its celebration of light rolls through consciousness, washing clean old forms…if we let it be so.

Gaia is bathing in an acceleration of blue-white frequencies, a tsunami of Fierce Grace. Her cross-quarter opening allows for both inception and completion, a new beginning for us all.

We are multi-dimensional beings. We vibrate, both at a foundational frequency that some call dimensional, and at many frequencies all at once. Our essence contains a frequency bundle, and this bundle is shifting its poles, its axes, and its configuration.

Most of us are quite familiar with, not only the concept, but its manifestations in our lives. “Well, Kali really pulled the rug out with that one!” or “That was an all or nothing kind of shift!”

Riding the Tipping Point. Between now and Bealtaine, we. are. tipping. It is a shift in perspective, perception, and frequency. The best way to plunge in and be carried through is with an open mind and a steadfast heart.

This is a rare refinement of reality. It is a tsunami of devotional possibility.

I was introduced to this phrase a few days ago. What a great archetype to move through and transcend! For some, it takes a physical event or illness to stop the egoic do-er in its tracks. For others, the process is more gradual. As with most things, there is no ‘right way’ but only what is appropriate for each of us. And the trick of it is that our “do-er” self does not know what our right way might be. Its’ incessant efforts do not ‘find the way’ but get in the way. The mind will do almost anything to delude and distract us from this truth.

What does it mean to take mystical steps with practical feet? Or, vice versa, taking practical steps with mystical feet? I do both, all the time. So do you, if you’re honest with yourself. Game-changing feet are those whose path creates itself beneath them.

All that cannot live within that field must be released. Those energies have to go elsewhere. Set them free.

I probably don’t have to write another sentence to explain, but there is a tech to this tsunami of letting go flowing through us.

Oh my! It is a water tiger year, after all. The full moon, on the 18th at 9:33 AM MT in the US, shines its torch on the planetary situation, bringing the higher octaves of mystery with it. In music, octaves repeat from lower to higher, their pitch determined by vibratory frequency. As with music in our realm, so with the music of the spheres.

Snow covers the ground here, at present, but I look forward to the emergence of these lovelies. With well-rooted bulbs clustered together, they lift their golden hearts to the sun. In Whoville, the Grinch learned that nothing he could take from anyone was stronger than a committed circle, “heart to heart and hand to hand.” So say the daffodils.