We are still in the Solstice window and will be so for the next several days. I felt it mounting, as I am sure, did you, ramping up to the transmission that Source offered through me. I then had to lie down and be still for the rest of that day, spending most of that time in meditation {shift integration}. I can report to feeling well and truly toasted, and it’s -5 degrees F according to the front porch thermometer, which means that a few paces beyond, it is likely ten degrees colder! Did you know that altitude plus cold temperatures produces an electromagnetic effect that accelerates consciousness? I’ll bet the Tibetans know that… For me, it makes a lot of things make sense.

I suppose that is my epitaph for 2022: “A lot of things finally made sense.”

Happy full moon! What a glorious moon-set the past two mornings! Due West, and as bright as the coming day, I watched her luminous orb drop gently through pink glowing clouds and stark treetops to then disappear behind the continental divide. She looked too close to be slipping behind those snow-capped mountaintops, but soon her silver light was replaced by golden rosy glow as the sunrise kissed the peaks. That radiance does not happen with every dawn, but lends its precious gifts to auspicious alignments.

Often found within synchronicities, pearls developed within our Source Essence do so not only through the friction of life’s happenings but through our synch points within the Oneness. What is such a synch point? These points of connectivity, like the points of light in the Flower of Life, form through resonance with what we love.

No matter how long ago your learned your abc’s, they do not lose their value.

A) Are you meditating?

Before you groan or roll your eyes, remember that meditation is taking even only a few minutes to be in stillness within. Listen to the Source within you that lets you know whether how you are meditating or what you focus on, is appropriate for you.

What currents carry you?
Our bodies were first carried within the currents of our birth waters. Until we were able to function in the world on our own, they were carried within a family unit, that may or may not have been the support we needed. Within those first carrying currents, our bodies learned their navigation skills. Those skills proceed from a baseline set of parameters held in the brainstem. The code looks like this: “this is good for and ensures bodily survival, this does not.” It is an over-simplified either-or algorithm that must change as we evolve and awaken.

One has to vibrate differently. This has been the entire point, the entire reason for this adventure we call a lifetime.

This life is training in Mastery of vibration. When I use the term Mastery, it sends many of you into the mental realms of “power over” or “power games.” Incorrect. Please make a U-turn at your earliest convenience.

Here is a new habit to replace most, if not all, of those that currently possess you: Focus on what feels good, what lifts you up, gives you joy… Don’t stop. Take your attention away from the other things.

Why compound the global addiction to fear? Isn’t there enough of a horror show going on IRL? Or, what you call your real life…or most people do. I admit that, fresh from dragon territory and severely jet-lagged, I feel a bit of fire breathing is in order. Why perpetuate the problem? When will we let go?

Old friends, new ways, every incarnation holds fresh fractals of observation within Unity.

What does that have to do with “forever love?” I’ll bet your mind had already framed that term, hadn’t it?

And what does that have to do with dragons? What if these magnificent beings are an emanation of the One Principle of ever-morphing, ever-flowing, love? What if they embody true lines of connectivity that join and hold continuity of place? But then we all are, really, so perhaps this is one more ‘thing’ that goes without saying.

f you know, in your heart, that the terms, “Women,” “Life” and “Freedom” are synonyms, regardless of your preferred gender identity, you will understand why my sisters all over the world are part of my heart. I write this today, in tears. Tears that martyrdom seems to still, be seen as the ultimate catalyst, the “only way.” Perhaps these tears water the inner certainty that what is life-affirming, no matter our beliefs or cultures, is what must now be honored, revered, and supported.

You have ideas about what will happen. We all do. You have expectations of shifts into positive states of this or that. The most common delusion is that all pain will end, all will be understood, and all of what has been dreamed of as ultimate will finally be achieved and at one’s command. Omniscience, omnipotence, omnipresence, clairaudience, clairsentience, clairvoyance…These flows of frequency belong to Source, becoming available when we become that, wielded at Source’s discretion, as the Source Essence that we are.

Is this like the chicken or the egg? Or have we lost an alignment that is precious? All balloons have gone up, as the saying goes. All old ways are obsolete or in the process of reinvention. What we have thought will ‘work’ is only that, a thought pattern, worthy of surrender like any other.

“London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down. London bridge is falling down, my fair lady…”

This post has been writing itself for almost a fortnight now, psychic currents being what they are. One morning I awoke to the strains of “Zadok the Priest” playing in my head. For those unaware of the tradition, it is the coronation hymn for the British monarchy. There is something entirely otherwordly about its composition that makes its experience visceral. Even so, having this piece playing in my head was anything but ordinary. Talk about out of the blue!