All in Fear

It’s designed to exhaust and overwhelm you. That’s why it’s happening fast – so you’re out of breath, trying to catch up with the next big headline. That’s exactly how it happened everywhere democracy fell to autocrats, dictators and tyrannical maniacs.

And, just like that, a snap of the fingers, you waited to see what was next, what will happen next – well – your government just succumbed to traitors, liars, power hungry oligarchs and the fierce, relentless, craven obsession to rule the world.

You stood by, others voted this in, still others decided not to participate and here we are.

They wanted to create such crazy chaos that you tuned out, you made bad decisions, you acted out of panic. Your finances are at stake, your neighbors are at stake, heck, your lives never mind your livelihood are in dangerous territory, no man’s land, how much can they get away with destroying – how long before there’s meaningful pushback? I believe it’s all too late. And there goes US. Because we let them divide us, because you wanted to hate us, because you believed in the trickster, the joker, the dark magician.

And now, it’s the same old evil. It is the incredible anger of the patriarchy pissed off at women. It’s the hierarchy on its last legs screaming to pull the ladder back up before anybody else gets in the boat. It’s the belief that we don’t have enough and therefore I will take it all. Like during covid when we had a preview of how people hoarded supplies. It was Daffy Duck saying “It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s all mine!” How inhumane and crass.

The valuable information we had in the history of just the recent past century was not good enough, it still raised a bunch of awful racist, bigoted and cruel people. We did nothing for too long globally. We told ourselves well, it’s not happening here, not in our backyard – so those people dying, starving, grieving and traumatized are not our responsibility. Bullshit. It will be all of us now.

Where are you going to go now when all your social services and kind non-profits aren’t there anymore? You know, the ones you said go ahead and take them away from those “vermin”-the very words out of the mouth of Hitler. Obviously you don’t even watch the history channel or crack open a history book or even a historical novel for Chrissakes and don’t even get me started on your love of Jesus. OH MY GOD, You give religion a bad name.

All in Fear. The circus is now open, the clowns and the emperors have no clothes and it doesn’t matter anymore, it’s too late. The madmen are running the show and they are as malignant and petty as you.

You VOTED them in or maybe you couldn’t get yourself to vote for JOY, for diversity and inclusivity because she was a woman, a different color than white. An intelligent and poised person with unbelievable skills and a brilliant mind who would have only brought the best and the brightest to the town of DC. But now, we are all left with these imbeciles and our allies have been betrayed. no one. absolutely no one will save you now. I hope you choke on your vomit.

Better yet, get mad, and hang them and end this nightmare for all of us!

the shift

Feeling a shift – finally, the beginning of the end? things are starting to impact people in their pockets and also the random firing of everyone and hiring nincompoops. something is being revealed and then it’ll be an avalanche of information that will make even the staunchest sheep turn this sinking ship around – there’s a lot of us here waiting, we have been waiting desperately to help you take this awful trajectory around.

And so it is

A Circle of Women

Where has all the juice and enthusiasm from the 90 days of pure joy campaigning for a bipoc woman to get elected gone? I know we needed to recuperate and hold onto hope till the inauguration, longing for someone to divulge voter suppression and the burning and throwing out of ballots that many witnessed and reported before Election Day and on November 5, 2024, a day that will haunt us as a country, for perhaps, the rest of the century.

And now, after mourning our democracy that truly failed us because so many believed the propaganda and behaved poorly; yelling with rage at inclusivity, relentless bullying towards people they thought and were taught erroneously were beneath, spreading abhorrent lies and made up gossip all over social media – and now what?

There is still disinformation against the very party they have lorded over, baited and defeated. Why the continued blasphemy and hatred if you won?

Nevertheless, the teeny tiny turn out of billionaires bloated with glaring greed hungry for more and more power to money and access, inauguration took place, affirming yes, the presidency can be sold, the congress can be led like sheep and be duped, and the judicial system can turn the other way lest their own outrageous immoral and financial secrets could reveal and incriminate their own dastardly conduct.

It is beyond time for the feminine divine to round up her beloved followers and co-create a circle of women dedicated to each other’s emotional, mental and spiritual well-being thereby lifting the energetic field higher. For we no longer belong to the patriarchy. By ignoring and subjugating us, they released us. We now begin anew and forward. We release them with gratitude because they know not what they have done. This and many times henceforth, we form a coronated halo of mothers, daughters, aunties, nieces, and sisters.

Instead of fear, which they love to instill, we will pay them no mind, as they do with the rules of law and the edicts of our constitution.

Instead of warfare and confusion, we rise and gather in circles. We invite the hearts and minds of good and decent people, no matter whom, to our round table and with focus, commitment and passion, we invoke the divine feminine in a myriad and with a colorful kaleidoscope of ways. We share and bleed, heal and encourage, we lead and participate, with each of our heads and hands held high at the grand and highest realm of the sacred feminine, envisioning our mutual destination of a better, safer, more compassionate world.

The Collective Consciousness

Why am I absolutely flabbergasted that in such a puritan based/racist culture the MAGA sheep are trying to once again discriminate, attack and disenfranchise BIPOC/strong/intelligent women and air her private life whilst (watching and reading way too much British media) the same hypocrites are ignoring or denying or convoluting any major transgression the orange Russian asset posing as an American does?

This isn’t even political any more. It really is a fight for our collective soul. This is historical and a pivot point for the human race as we know it. Will we be able to stand up to lies? Will we do the right thing for the highest good of all, including the planet?

What can I do? This is where we get baffled.

I suggest we stay in love/joy/light/expansiveness/healing light and set an intention to imagine spreading goodness for at least 15 minutes a day and whenever we find ourselves in frustration, anger or hopelessness. I am not saying to bypass the feelings. All emotions are welcome. I am simply proposing after immersing ourselves and getting in touch with how we are feeling and thanking our sense of outrage in all its forms, that we turn it around for our own good and have it remind us who we truly are. If you have a heart, you will know deep down who that is.

So we take that signal and produce gold out of straw, so to speak, while taking deep breaths, closing our eyes and increasing our vibration in order to level up the rest of the world. There are many scientific experiments that measure wavelengths, electrical impulses, water molecules and brain activity to show how what we think affects the external as well as ourselves. In fact, if we raise our thoughts to the word Peace for example, it raises the collective consciousness a thousand fold.

On Sundays, at 11 am PST, I will be joining an invisible web of strangers around the globe doing just this. It is 15 minutes. It is optional. It is not on the internet. You merely set your clock and take the time out to do it anywhere you find yourself. As an individual, we do it as part of our humanity to be helpful.

To learn more, check out Pam Gregory’s you tube channel -especially, Meditation Sunday 7PM in UK from 3 weeks ago. There are links to others that are engaging in this as well. We will become a group or family of positive energetic frequency that at the very least will help with our own heartbreak, even if you don’t believe the metaphysical properties.

2024

From everything I have heard, felt and intuited, this year will be a wild ride for radical shifts and changes in our systems, many extreme weather events and highly charged emotions to challenge our equilibrium!

The trick is to stay steady. The advice is to stay close to your center. The reality is that we will have to stay firmly grounded and not let dualistic thought divide us in two or more factions. Instead, we are guided to remain in our positive force fields of energy.

I will be writing more so I can vent and also to make sense of the chaos that is bound to occur. I will be meditating more and observing my own judgmental, critical or angry thoughts. Nevertheless, as vipers are cornered, they will become even more venomous, vengeful and volatile. As visionaries, light workers and people seeking to end the mischief, we will need to be vigilant as we remain vibrant in our soul’s purpose, vibrate with the highest levels of thought and alas with that vantage point – stick to the values we prize and hold dear.

Cryptoquotes

Cryptoquotes are puzzles with letters. One letter substitutes for another so it looks like mish mosh and you have to decipher it to see the famous quote.

For example, AQ IMJFQA XF KQZJ PJXMAG VSQ GMCWAGF KQZJ FXOMABM, QJ GMAXMF KQZJ JXTSU UQ TJQV. – WOXBM VWODMJ

When it is resolved it is: No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow. – Alice Walker

This is the sort of puzzle that makes words out of letters and patterns. I have collected years of these. Many times I will start my blog with a quote and then just riff. This brings me great pleasure. Both the solving and the sharing and the writing about it.

Poetry

“Our deepest fears are like dragons, guarding our deepest treasures.” – Rainer Maria Rilke

I love Rumi, Emily Dickinson and Longfellow. Who can turn away from anything written by Kipling or Dickens? Who hasn’t read Poe, Shakespeare or Whitman? We had to in school and I wasn’t a fan. I never understood it.

Whereas, now, I am profoundly moved by poetry. In my very recent youth, I found it too esoteric. However, I have found there is a beauty to the cadence, symbolism and energy of scant words used in abstract and metaphorical ways that intrigues me these days. I believe this has to do with the freedom plus the wisdom having lived this long bestows me. Moreover, I find poetry attracts and calls to me even more than story occasionally when melancholy or frustration hits.

Perhaps it’s the depth and the power of poetry. Or the rhythm and sound of it. Maybe it’s the way words are used so differently and put together in seemingly haphazard ways that all of a sudden make sense to me.

Who can dispute Rumi’s love of love and life? Do not feel lonely, the entire universe is inside you or when describing his being smitten with, no one knew who was the lover and who the beloved.

Alone in her room, failing time and again to publish her poems Emily Dickinson writes, I dwell in possibility and to live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.

If you haven’t read Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, you are missing out. He wrote outstanding epic tales in lyrical form like The Song of Hiawatha and Evangeline.

I would recommend re-visiting these poets and more if you have never enjoyed them before. I believe there was and is a certain maturity and level of introspection that all this chaos of the last few years (not to mention the verbal and physical violence and brutality that is all around us as if it was normal) have helped us seek if even a little, self-reflection and awareness. Poetry will make sense of it all for the exact reason that innocence denies the dark and poetry transforms it for us.

Advice

I am offering this advice to you. Always starve your fear or face it head on. Don’t feed the negative, scary thoughts. Instead, nurture the love in your heart. Find the love, tolerance, compassion, forgiveness and acceptance inside of you. Perhaps even visualize it.

When I am upset with the global situation, I douse the fiery, pot stirring by glowing with light from within. Of course, when I remember and sometimes after a good venting session.

This light I speak of comes directly from the Source of whatever created or inspired us.

In practical terms, spread your smile, hug someone in pain or just because they are also in this world and connect with others.

Take care of yourself with radical self-love and extreme self-care.

Join forces with a higher vibration with intent and often. Reach for your highest thought, words and action.

This is my advice to you and myself, when I remember.

The Traveler

Mt friend, don’t go off somewhere else. Come back to your feet. Come back to the ground you stand on.

As a traveler that goes within her soul and battles her mind, I beseech you to always come back to center. Come back to the heart and release the mind. Allow the heart to enter the spirit, extract the energy and transmit the magic of THIS moment, so you can witness the miracle, again and again.

Nymphs and Faeries

I speak for the nymphs and faeries and elementals underneath your feet that you can’t see while you walk past. Invisible beings around you. Visible when your soul is burning bright and the flow of water mixes with blood to become the moon marveling at night, the snow capped mountain during the day.

I speak for the little people that have always been hiding from you among the plants close to your feet.

I speak for the gnomes and mushroom capped miniature, magical men and women who have no patience for your adult cynicism and skeptical minds.

They whisper to those that believe, in our dreams of verdant forests, dense woods, tropical jungles and under the cover of soft blankets.

I speak for them so you don’t frighten them away. I keep their sweet secret existence safe with me.