Welcome and thank you to new readers, followers and likers of my FB page. The time has come to express more on the blessings revealed in this time of “reset”!
Please read this post below and join this challenge. I feel now is the time to gather the tribe and broadcast your truth aloud. While I am not big on promotion, I want those called to join this group to know this forum is available. If this resonates, don’t hesitate 🙂 Share your inner knowing and have fun doing it!
What light bulb flashes have you received from the Quantum Field?
September is upon us and it has been almost six months since my State was on lock down and my job went remote. You all know how the rest went down. While it does not feel like a typical Fall season to me, it DOES feel right to introduce a new blogging challenge!
Litebeing Chronicles has held a yearly blogging challenge every year except 2019. For some reason, I was not inspired and I let it go. At this point inspiration has taken root and I am excited to propose this challenge to all my faithful readers and writers. We have had such a fun time with the various challenges and I know we can all use more fun in our lives.
So here’s the theme: How have you changed internally? Can you share some new thoughts, ideas, projects…
What light bulb flashes have you received from the Quantum Field?
September is upon us and it has been almost six months since my State was on lock down and my job went remote. You all know how the rest went down. While it does not feel like a typical Fall season to me, it DOES feel right to introduce a new blogging challenge!
Litebeing Chronicles has held a yearly blogging challenge every year except 2019. For some reason, I was not inspired and I let it go. At this point inspiration has taken root and I am excited to propose this challenge to all my faithful readers and writers. We have had such a fun time with the various challenges and I know we can all use more fun in our lives.
So here’s the theme: How have you changed internally? Can you share some new thoughts, ideas, projects, attitudes that have sprung up as a result of your evolution? This challenge is about describing how you have integrated the lessons from this “unprecedented time” and how you have seen your unique transformation unfold.
Before writing this up, I drew a Four card spread for the Pisces Full Moon. The Judgment Card came up as the final card in the spread, which is a summary of the reading.
Goddess tarot deck by Kris Waldherr
Meaning : Time for a major and necessary change in life: often welcome, but frightening because of its magnitude. Confidence in this change.
Clearly this card validated that this is the Divine Time for this theme to be executed.
This will be a very low maintenance project. I do not want this to be a chore. Trust me on this!
Instructions:
1- Choose a date between now and 12-31-2020.
2-Write about your insights, ideas, and evolution.
3-Contact me with the date of your choice to post on your blog or site. Give me your name, the date and the link to your site. I will track the dates as I have done with past challenges.
4-On the date you have chosen, publish you post and link back to this page, mentioning Litebeing Chronicles Change Challenge. That’s it, simple right?
Odds and Ends:
Life will go on without a cute challenge badge, however if you want to create one, please contact me in the comments below, or here.
Please share with your friends and/or social network. I always welcome new people to the party.
You have 3 months to write, but please do not take three months to decide. I want this to be lowkey, but I also want to remind you that time is flying by at warped speed.
Please speak to me if you have any questions about the theme. This is not a challenge about the pandemic or masks vs no masks, etc. This IS a challenge about owning and expressing how this journey has transformed you inside and out.
To illustrate, I will give you an example from my life: As a psychic human, I figured out at some point that prediction times are irrelevant because thought and form occur outside of linear time. I understood this and I talk and wirte about it regularly. And yet, I now grasp this at an entirely new level. My awareness has expanded. Case in point, a few days ago I was re-reading part of my travel journal to Europe from 1991. There was a few pages left over from the trip and I used them to continue with my routine journal notes. I was interested in seeing what happened that year because I have not read this journal in decades. This tiny purple ( of course ) book was in a desk drawer, mostly forgotten. I quickly scanned the pages, looking for anything that might be significant in the present moment. I saw my reaction to a visit with a channel who I consulted with annually, either in a group or individually. She stated that the US government would fall apart. I wrote how I found this news scary. It is happening now, 29 years later! This revelation drove the point home that all timelines occur simultaneously and I am now truly “living this truth.”
I hope you are excited about participating in this blogging challenge. I have missed collaborating with all of you and am eager to hear about how you are growing and creating.
While composing this post, an old song from the Brady Bunch popped into my head, I enjoy the irony about showing a YouTube video about change set in the 1970s! If you listen to the lyrics you will see that they resonate with this new world of 2020.
all images except for the tarot card courtesy of wikipedia.org and Pexels, public domain
My inspiration for the Time Machine Challenge started on a crisp and brilliant afternoon in September. If you are new to my blog or would like to catch up on your reading, please visit here to find the entire roster of spectacular challenge blogs. Reminiscing about my first September in Philly and the man who represented that era took me back to a state of excitement and joy. I was amazed how my instantaneous flash of insight was later validated when I visited a website where that former boyfriend currently works. According to Michael Lutin, this time period before the New Scorpio Moon accentuates preoccupation and/or random encounters with past lovers or folks who trigger memories of former flames.
A few connections from Leigh and Laura gently guided me on a path of forgiveness and acceptance of the past. Leigh’s post on the ho’oponopono prayer got me thinking of all the guilt and regret that still remains within me. An unexpected email from a stranger set in motion a fresh attempt to reframe any past relationships. I am speaking of the ones that seemed to stick with me, defying all my efforts to sever lingering cords. That stranger who contacted me is now a friend who readers know as Laura.
So I set out on an adventure to forgive all my past romantic entanglements, beginning with the first and moving towards present time. I would recite ho’oponono before falling asleep and visualize myself back in time with these former flames. It was often unpleasant as long forgotten details resurfaced. I was also looking to explore with fresh eyes the circumstances in which my ex from college would re-enter my life. I am seeking clues as to what his presence symbolizes for me now. I expected this process would eventually lead to healing. Truth be told, this exercise has been met with much resistance. However, I still am pursuing this path, hoping it is a “path with heart.”
But it is a path unfinished and did not reveal a story for the challenge. Around the same time ( late September) I followed up by contacting the director of the group practice where my ex works to inquire about employment. I did so because my ex works at their other location and my friend spoke so highly of the director. This contact led me to the discovery that I cannot get re-credentialed at my level of licensure. Perhaps this was a blessing in disguise because if I was hired and unable to work, the fallout would have been more upsetting and more time would have been wasted.
So I put off writing a post and hoped for the best. After reading Fiona’s challenge offering, I remembered an unfinished draft from July. Oddly enough, it addresses the challenge beautifully. Why am I surprised to discover that yet again Spirit has other plans?
So without further adieu I bring you my nonlinear, unplanned, but totally cool trip back in time:
See that girl, barefootin’ along,
Whistlin’ and singin’, she’s a carryin’ on.
There’s laughing in her eyes, dancing in her feet,
She’s a neon-light diamond and she can live on the street.
Hey hey, hey, come right away
Come and join the party every day.
Well everybody’s dancin’ in a ring around the sun
Nobody’s finished, we ain’t even begun.
So take off your shoes, child, and take off your hat.
Try on your wings and find our where it’s at. *
Was it 2015 or 1978 or perhaps 1967 ? You decide:
July 4, 2015:
I had just received some long over -due money. I noticed that the Grateful Dead were live streaming their Chicago Fare Thee Well 50 year anniversary reunion concerts on On Demand. The fees were pricey but I had extra money. I deserved to splurge on something fun and purely entertaining. I had not seen any assembly of the Dead in decades and I was not going to be teleported to Chicago, sans an airplane ticket and place to stay. The concerts were to be held over 3 nights. This could be my last chance to see them perform, ever. Which night do I choose?
I could not justify viewing all 3 shows. I finally decided that July 4th would be the one. My reasoning was they would be settled in after the 1st show and since I associate the Dead with parties, why not celebrate America’s birthday in style? This decision was an arduous process. As an INFJ, I like to ponder and deliberate, often to a fault. In this case, I am glad I took my time.
Earlier that day I spotted a HUGE beetle like creature on my bedroom door. It seemed almost alien-like. I was terrified but managed to flush it down the toilet. Dexter was oblivious to this terrifying menace, but it certainly got a reaction out of me. I looked up beetle online to see what I could find here.
This image is a rather close approximation. While I found the various interpretations fascinating, the following paragraph holds true till the present:
Perhaps the most profound lesson the beetle shares with us is the lesson of transformation and adaptation. Beetles engage in metamorphosis for development and growth. From egg to adult, they are a marvel of transformation illustrated in a short lifetime. They go through these revolutionary transformations with aplomb, very nonchalantly and matter-of-factly. Beetles embrace the flow of life and all its transitions without question. They surrender to change.
Looking back, I realize that this was my final complete weekend with Dexter. I was blissfully unaware that he would be leaving me so soon. Yet I did surrender to change and enter into a phase of transformation. The beetle sighting was fortuitous as it signals a new way of being on the planet. I would venture a guess that Dexter is more adaptive than I have been, given his loving demeanor in spite of multiple placements and tricky health issues. We have so much to gain from the natural world.
Post beetle episode, I am ready for the concert. There was so much to take in and integrate. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined watching a live concert on TV in this fashion. The word surreal is not superfluous in this instance. The telecast was filmed so you were truly in the moment, without commercials and artificial editing. I cannot exactly describe it, but it was quite close to being there in Chicago.
It turns out I almost lived in Chicago. My parents traveled their often as it was where my dad’s company’s main headquarters were located. It is also where they purchased my very first astrology book. I still have it and it was published in the 1960s. I also made a wonderful friend from Chicago who I met in Miami. We both stayed at the same hotel for 2 years over Xmas holidays. We became pen pals and I never forgotten her. Plus I have some online blogger buddies from Chicago so the city keeps appearing in my life. I recently found out that we almost moved there when I was young. My mother revealed that my dad was offered a big promotion at the main headquarters. I was shocked to hear that he turned it down, given we moved around so often. So here I am focusing in on elusive and mysterious Chicago. Here’s yet another example of the road not traveled.
The music itself was very moving. The pace was slow and many of the songs were folksy and bluegrass style. The evening progressed like a heartfelt lullaby. Yet at certain points the mood shifted and the pace quickened. I had not been feeling well and was functioning on little energy. But I was propelled to get off my couch and dance. One song in particular set me in motion like a dervish. The Golden Road to Unlimited Devotion was playing. I could have been hallucinating , but I was lucid and sober. As Dexter watched, I began to swirl. This is MY song and I have never heard it performed live. I felt as if another force was propelling me into seamless, graceful, dizzying, flight. How did I get so energized? What was the source of all this power inside of me? I was floating on air, whizzing in circles, free of obstructions or constraints. I was on fire!
Later I researched the show online to read about the setlist. I came upon this article that blew my mind wide open. Here is what was written about the Golden Road performance:
Next up was “The Golden Road (To Unlimited Devotion),” a song Jerry Garcia wrote about the Haight hippie scene that The Grateful Dead only played a handful of times in 1967. Bruce Hornsby and Trey Anastasio fronted the group on the obscurity.
My favorite ( among favorites such as Eyes of the World, Sugar Magnolia, Truckin’, Scarlet Begonias, US Blues, and Box of Rain, to name a few) is basically a favorite of the few. It was last performed in 1967. I had not even heard of the band until 1977 and had not attended my first show until 1978. It is probably a statistical anomaly that this song was performed on the exact night I decided to watch the show. This is not just a song to me. It is an anthem. I was this chick in the song in high school and college. Or at least I imagined myself to be like her. She was free and blissful and at peace. Perhaps I longed to get out of my own way so I could be her.
I actually transformed into her a few months earlier. Here is an excerpt of my May 26th post on dream number 3 of an incredibly active sojourn of slumber.
May 26, 2015 ( circa 1978?)
And now for something completely different:
3 – Went back in time to the 1970s. Lots of teens around, big crowd. I run into a friend.We will call him “Sam.” He used to be my dream prompt. Seeing him meant I was dreaming. He has not appeared in years though. There was to be a 1970s party. I was excited about this. My friend “Sam” said I would like to dance with you , big smile. I was so excited and I typically don’t like to dance. Lots of love between me and Sam, unlike real life where we were longtime yet intermittent, platonic friends. I knew him from when I first moved to NJ in the middle of 6th grade through the summer after HS grad when our families vacationed at the same hotel down the shore. At the party, there was such a joyous atmosphere. The room was dark and the music was psychedelic. Sam and I hit the dance floor and did our thing. We were both young but I danced with the confidence of a more mature person. In high school I would have not felt as eager to express myself this freely.
When I turned around I saw a young Bob Weir singing Grateful Dead music. It was a big surprise. I have dreamed of Bob and Jerry( Garcia) many times before over the years. Sometimes while dreaming I talk with them. In this dream I did not know Bob, nor did I interact with him. I was so excited and remembered Sam was there at my first Grateful Dead concert in 1978. The same day he and his band performed a concert at the high school. A group of us began to chant the date of that concert 5-13-78. ( later I checked and that was the actual date of the concert. How did I remember that?) It was wild. I said to him “You were in a band!” I think he was the lead singer. My friends who attended the concert with me were at this party or at the very least I mentioned them to Sam. Some of Sam’s friends were also there. Sam and I were becoming a couple and were very happy. I felt loved and adored.
What was so interesting was the Bob Weir became the face of the Dead once Jerry Garcia passed away. He was my favorite anyway so I would always focus on Bobby. I was also stunned to realize the prophetic nature of this dream. I was seeing Bob Weir perform and dancing as if no one was watching. I was imbuing my current knowingness into the past. What a wild ride of past and future morphing together in Dreamtime. You could say that for a few short minutes I was livin’ the dream.
I said Fare Thee Well to Dexter one week later. I also learned that the farewell concerts were not the last. A newly formed group called Dead and Company featuring Bob Weir, John Mayer ( another Libra with loads of Scorpio) , Mickey Hart, and others have begun touring recently so the music apparently never stops in some form.
Update: Apparently Dead and Company were performing in Philadelphia last night ( 11-5-15) while I was completing this post. The synchronicity continues…
We never know how much or how little is happening at any given time. I did not know that my current physical body possessed that much energy. I certainly never expected to hear the Golden Road performed live and in real-time in my living room. Life is a mystery that keeps surprising me, just when I think I’ve got it all figured out.
But I have figured out one important lesson. I want to play! Perhaps having the experience of both spontaneity, exuberance, and confidence will assist me in replicating this behavior going forward. My birthday is approaching as I type and I have set my intention to be that girl from the Golden Road. Being free and playful and in motion is the way.
The time machine kept me quite busy, transporting me to and from Philly to Chicago and to 1967 ( around the year I began studying astrology), 1978, 2015 and beyond. My consciousness flowed from waking state to frenzied ecstasy to Dreamtime. My challenge was not what I intended upon its inception in September. Yet I took the steps necessary to get me to this point. Now I am ready to try on my wings.
Thanks to all for another spectacular blogging challenge. They keep getting better because WE keep getting better.
image credits: beetle by J. Coelho [CC BY 2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons dervishes images, wikipedia.org, public domain
header image, wikipedia.org, public domain
It took me only a few decades to figure out why my plants rarely or ever reflower. Following a friend’s advice to unwrap this kalanchoe and put something underneath the pot proved miraculous. See all the lovely orange blossoms and fresh green shoots? I have had this plant since November and it continues to thrive. My only excuse is no planets in Taurus, sadly. All life forms require both freedom and containment. We must be “unwrapped ” to grow and supported to contain the “overflow”.
Think about it.
Blog rebirthing : I am making some post-New Taurus Moon changes that will also hopefully complement today’s Pluto in Capricorn retrograde cycle. I deleted a blog that I never used, that contained my last name in the domain. This simple act has freed me up to create anew. I am considering starting an additional blog to showcase my writing in a new way. I am not ending this blog but feel the need to “unwrap” more of my creativity.
Seeking Testimonials : You may have noticed that I removed the Testimonial Page a while back. It needs an upgrade. I am asking that you help me with this. If you have had a reading with me in the past and found it helpful, will you write a testimonial for me? Simply write it up and send it to me via the contact page. Thanks in advance for helping me upgrade my blog and help grow my services.
More in store: I have been considering starting a blogging challenge. I typically do one in November but lacked the incentive to do so in 2019. While I have not decided on the topic, I invite all readers to partake in Barbara’s challenge. She is asking us to envision ( click here to join ) a Magical New Earth. All the offerings will be part of a free e-book to share with the collective. How wonderful is this? I know I will be joining in!
I have some other surprises for readers in the near future so stay tuned. Pluto retrograding in Capricorn will mean a reworking of old material ( reconstruction) as he backtracks about 2 degrees before stationing direct on October 4th at 22 degrees Capricorn. This will set off the incredibly potent conjunction that we experienced on 1/12/20. I cannot predict how this plays out, but I do know that this is an excellent time to make lemonade out of lemons. Go within, discard, recycle, or upgrade flimsy projects or objects, eliminate what is not useful ( in relationship with others and self), and grieve deeply as needed.
Blue skies ahead: My ability to attune myself with nature is growing and I am so excited to witness nature’s response to less human consumption. The pictures of jellyfish in Venice’s clearer canals is just one example of how resilient our planet truly can be. I know that more loss is ahead, but I also know that rebirth has already begun.
My long time bloggette buddy Julie nominated me a while back for the 3, 2, 1 Me Challenge.
The directions are as follows:
Please write a post about Ponder, and including two quotes on the subject, and nominate three other bloggers to blog about a word of your choosing.
I took a very long time to approach this challenge, which is not really my style. Yet I hesitated because I did not initially connect with the word ponder in terms of this assignment. Since it did not ” speak to me “, I filed it away, knowing I would return to it when the time was right. That time is now.
So what was my issue with the word ponder? My immediate reaction was that I used to ponder way too much and that my addiction to introspection was a trap. At some point I considered my intellect to be one of my superpowers. I relied on it way too heavily, to the point of minimizing other ” pursuits” like imagination and emotional expression. I was afraid of the power of sloppy vulnerability and felt safer in the mental realms of rational ideas, logic, and analysis.
Eventually I came to the realization that messy, loose states of being were a gateway to living more authentically and not a sign of weakness. Fragility can have a sweet delicate quality that evokes awe. This is part of the spiritual path, plain and simple.
I chose the following quotes that include ponder within them. Let’s examine the first one:
A season of suffering is a small assignment when compared to the reward. Rather than begrudge your problem, explore it. Ponder it. And most of all, use it. Use it to the glory of God. Max Lucado
This quote by Max Lucado is more poignant in this moment because I am enthralled in a season of suffering. So much loss, rejection, frustration, sadness, longing, and despair reside within me now. Call it Mars/Chiron conjunction in Pisces angst or garden variety melancholy. I am not certain that more pondering is in order for me personally, but I do agree that using my darkness for good is on point. This quote directs one to live out loud in the moment, not to judge oneself for feeling less than “acceptable.” Regarding the reward, I find these types of gifts are usually uncovered further down the road, in a small town called Retrospect. Are you familiar with Retrospect? It has a few strip malls, a gas station, a dive bar, and one decent diner. I recommend the fries with gravy.
The other quote I chose gives different directives on how to ponder:
It is possibly not very helpful to our inner life to ponder a great deal on how the external world is reflected in our soul. By doing so, we do not get beyond a shadowy picture of the world of mental images in ourselves. Rudolf Steiner
This quote by Rudolf Steiner reminds me of a recent lesson by Matt Kahn. Matt often warns his students about associating the outer world with one’s state of consciousness. If we encounter someone who treats us poorly, refrain from reaching the conclusion that we must also be treating others this way. He teaches that mirroring in this way is unhealthy and not a relevant spiritual practice. It appears that Steiner is in agreement here, cautioning against using what is outside of us as a barometer for one’s spiritual health. I am unclear on what he does suggest as an alternative, but I find his statement helpful and worthy of consideration.
The challenge requests that I choose a new word for 3 other bloggers to use in their posts. The word I have chosen is fragile. I am using my guidance to choose the participants, so here we go: Michael,Tania , and Ka .
If you are reading this and are feeling inspired, please feel free to take up the challenge. Just follow the instructions and link back to this post. Challenges can make the world go around and blog challenges do so in a fun way 🙂
LAST CALL: As an aside, have you read the 2 new December entries in my Divine Mission Possible Challenge? If not, you can check them out here. There is still time to write a post if you have not already done so.
The challenge ends with this year, on 12-31-18 so time IS of the essence.
I am inviting all my readers and new followers ( hi!) to check out all the awesome offerings in the November challenge Divine Mission-Possible. Visit here to find the schedule where all current links are located. There is even someone new posting early next month ; a pleasant surprise by a new reader David.
I have found the blogs about mission/purpose/incarnation to be unique, moving, and thought-provoking. Reading them have left me so much richer both in knowledge and compassion. Later on I will share more of my impressions on how this group of divine souls has impacted me personally. I know you will enjoy them too. Most writers love likes and comments as acknowledgment of their efforts so please say hello after you partake of a sample! Thanks to all who have made this challenge a wonderfully soulful project.
If anyone still wants to contribute, I am opening the challenge for the remainder of 2018. In the meantime, be on the lookout for new material from me soon. Thank again to everyone!
I have created this piece for myDivine Mission-Possibleblogging challenge. Visit here for all the details and to see the schedule. Interest in participation has been low this time around. But you can change that in an instant!
Please join us now and make this year’s challenge the best one yet!
This topic of life mission is an easy one for me to address because I ruminate about it all the time. As I entered middle age and witnessed the loss of many of my friends’ parents and many of my relatives, the grip of time became tighter. Time continues to speed up so fast that when I plan events many months in advance, I recognize that they will arrive in what appears to be only a week or two. So what have I done so far and is there a point to my existence? I have felt quite depressed for the past few weeks, considering if I have veered way off course. It is so tempting to focus solely on the regrets, errors, losses, pain, and disappointment. But such a narrow perspective can be a distraction from where this sea of memories has transported me thus far.
I was a very quiet, reserved child who felt different and in the way somehow. I spent plenty of my days passively observing the world around me. My sensitivity, curiosity and imagination have been profoundly obvious from the start and it took me some practice to cultivate the gifts they could provide. The ability to delight in the grace of artistry have given me comfort beyond description. When I was able to transcend early despair and woundedness, I could access joy through a kaleidoscopic lens.
So much pain created so much chaos, but the correct people and opportunities presented me with the ability to discover what moved me. Writing, astrology, and spelling of all things, taught me how to channel my imagination, wonder, and visual acuity into form. I think that I was a great speller because I had an uncanny ability to visualize words. I no longer possess that ability, but excelling and competing in spelling gave me confidence that was sorely needed as a child.
My love of beauty led me to draw as my curiosity led to studying astrology. Drawing still relaxes me and conversing with a client about their birth chart brings all the analysis and attention to symbols and patterns to life. It is so natural to understand why certain aspects of mysticism are effortless to me now. I honestly prefer what comes easily to me, but that is not what I apparently signed up for. If earthly life could only be an impressionist painting, waiting for me to dive in and immerse my soul in its delicacy and shimmering rays of bliss?
I do relate to the idea of a lightworker and have for quite a good while. I was around before the harmonic convergence, before ” New Age ” became a thing. I was coming into my own during the swirling, hazy Seventies, where the experimentation and boundary blurring of the Sixties had shaped our Western world through a technicolor lifestyle. I decided while in high school that I wanted to become a therapist and a writer, and make my impact on brightening up the planet. Like many of us, I longed to fix the brokenness around me and inside me. I retain some of that idealism, but am much more incarnation-fatigued than ever before.
I came here to heal, teach, inspire and share cumulative knowledge through the occult, psychic/intuitive abilities, creative impulses and wit. Yeah, I came in naturally witty ( Moon in Gemini). It has taken decades to see a clear path through my lineage and probable past lifetimes here and elsewhere. While the specifics are not absolute, the residue has led me to this conclusion. I am not certain about all the other labels we humans like to give ourselves, but I have been taught since my twenties that the planet would be transforming in a radical way. I do not have distinct memories of planning this lifetime, nor am I being informed of this by guides. Working on myself and serving others has provided me with this inner knowing.
Am I grateful to be alive here and now? Not usually, no. The past 6 years or so have been incredibly terrifying and heart wrenching for me a good deal of the time. I have written extensively about the difficulties so I will not rehash them again. The grip on my neck is tightening and the stakes are higher. Or they seem to be. I am not always clear on how much more hardship is in store for us individually or universally. I do feel that I am on a mission and that without all the early blows and ancestral damage, the motivation may not have been in full force. I have read from several sources that old-time lightworkers lost their way because they became inundated with the harshness of the material overlay that can hinder the development of consciousness. I know this is true for me. But I have not given up, not entirely. On countless occasions, an unexpected, often subtle sign would appear, helping my melt away my despair, albeit temporarily. The more I love, the more my heart opens. The more vulnerable I allow myself to remain, the greater is the likelihood of pain and grief to penetrate my soul. But here’s the thing; my soul is so much bigger than little I, so much stronger than this body that I am renting by the hour. So I do the best I can, and when I need to rest, I rest. A full heart is a mixed blessing, but in the unlimited realms from where we all originate(and currently reside in parallel realities), blessings are infinite.
We are looking for more folks to participate in this blogging challenge. It starts tomorrow! Please contact me now to reserve your date. It is a great chance to build community and spread light and inspiration. Contact me with any questions. thanks!
Here is my contribution to A Selection of True Awakening Stories, Part III, created and organized by the magnificent Barbara. Thanks to my dear friend Barbara for making this all possible and gently nudging me to dig deeper into my being and scoop out some goodies to convert into the written word!
This project will be converted to a free e-book for all to enjoy and savor with glee. The previous two e-books are available for download on the right sidebar of my site’s home page.
I would suggest you read or re-read my previous two awakening stories listed below to gain a broader understanding of my journey:
This third installment will cover my “travels” from early 2016 until this present moment. While not much has really changed at the surface level, there has been tremendous energetic shifts just below the surface. Many of my regular readers know I use imagery as part of my communication process. Art and text ( often married with music as well) do more together than separately. I have chosen a few paintings by Julian Weir to complement today’s “cosmic update”. These paintings were selected because reality is depicted as malleable, shaded ,variable, soft and muted. I would say that my current state of being is quite porous, mutable, in flux, and often multi-dimensional. No-thing is ever how it seems, at least not from my vantage point.
Time is Fleeting: While I have functioned as a therapist at two different organizations, become more immersed in a local astrology group, and have witnessed more lovely souls enter and leave my orbit, these details matter little. While reading a high school year book recently, I discovered a quote that still rings true.
Isn’t it strange how all of the years dissolved into just a feeling?
I remember being blown away by this insight at the time. I do agree that all of human/being existence is reduced to momentary impressions and reactions. Feelings turn into memories but cannot replace the in-the-moment experience.
When you really get down to it, all we are left with are our experiences. Time moves so quickly in ” my reality” that I look back less and focus as much as possible on the moment in front of me. It requires plenty of re-programming for me to succeed, especially in this informational overload society. Experiences are purer when lived in the Now and the moment is all there is. I realize that while living in a body is limiting, it is still unique.
I’m on the Road to No-where: The painting above is called The Road to Nowhere, which I did not notice until it was already uploaded. It fits in perfectly with the notion that there is no-thing to do, no-where to go, and no-one to be.
The past few years have been about picking myself up and dusting myself off after falling down over and over and over again. While it appears that my recent journey is mostly about recovering from an assortment of bizarre and mundane obstacles, I sense that IAM growing and evolving behind the scenes. It is obvious to me that I want to spend my remaining time on Earth serving the elevation of consciousness. I do not want to live my days “phoning it in.” Lately I have been drawn to working in the field of addiction. Many moons ago my psychic buddy Bob mentioned in a reading that I would do well working with addicts. It did not appeal to me then, but it has become a passion of mine. While I currently interview for jobs at inpatient rehabs and outpatient clinics, it has dawned on me that my last employer really took a chance by hiring me. I realize that I could not answer many of the specific questions about chemical dependence treatment being asked of me now, back then. I know now how much I did not know. (This doesn’t apply just to addiction treatment either!)
I did acquire so much knowledge in such a short amount of time. Looking back, it seems miraculous that my former supervisor advocated to bring me onboard. It took me some time ( I started that job 1 year ago today) to realize that the Universe was really conspiring to help me grow and manifest more of the experiences that I desire. I find it pointless to not serve humanity, especially at this point in our species’ development. The question remains: How to do so without getting stuck in the goo of despair?
The Sludge Party continues: There is so much sludge! I am referring to unresolved material that remains hidden at the unconscious and often cellular level. The more we live, the more we acquire. So many old insecurities have re-emerged recently, issues I thought we cleared for good. Some recent sludge has come up around rejection, being bullied, and #metoo incidents that date all the way back to the 6th grade. Revisiting high school via my class HS Reunion FB page has resulted in many dreams including former “mean girl” classmates along with some pleasant exchanges online. It is a mixed bag, sludge and fudge. Afterall, looking at the old yearbooks revealed that awesome quote about the flow of time and how we process it.
The #metoo movement triggered old memories that I thought were long resolved. Many spiritual teachers say that we perpetually clear more and more as old content emerges again in a spiral formation. Other teachers say we do not need to clear anymore. All I know is that I faced head on some rather uncomfortable emotions, yet again. I dealt with them, for now.
Ascension Apocalypse: While I am still as confused as ever about all the Ds ( densities and dimensions), I like the concept of ascension and tend to attract more and more information online and offline about this topic. While those who know me well would describe my personality as fixed and stubborn, I have revised my belief system several times, especially since the dawning of the new millennium. For example, I really could not relate to the notion that practically all Earthlings are slaves to the machine. It appeared to be a preposterous exaggeration. Yes, I descended in part from an enslaved people. But I have never been forced to work without pay or treated like I had no value. As I consider how primitive and stagnant our civilization is in terms of basic living conditions, deplorable does not even begin to cover it! Most spirits in human bodies have to work most of their lives to barely cover food and shelter, with little or nothing leftover. Millions live in squalor and are perpetually hungry. When I look at my life, despite all the education and skills, I have had to accept employment that was far less from what I desired, just to survive. This planet finds violence and incarceration acceptable and does not agree that food, medical care, and education are birthrights. It is truly a dog- eat-dog mentality at play , while the 1 percent have more resources than they could possibly ever use.
Why do we live this way?
Matrix or not, there has got to be a purer, kinder way to live on this beautiful planet called Gaia. So I continue to do my best, using my guidance and intuition to plant me where I am needed. But there are many moments when I wonder if we are too late.
George Michael, Am I Woke Yet? I titled this entry Wake Me Up Before I Go-Go as a riff on the Wham classic Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go. This song has nothing at all to do with this topic, but I adore George Michael, one of the many sensitive souls who left Earth too soon. And yet, if you check out the video link provided above, you will see George is wearing a t-shirt with the words CHOOSE LIFE on it, hmmmm.
In any case, the title really distills what matters to me most at this juncture. I really, really, really, ( did I say really? ) REALLY, do not want to return here again in a body. I realized as a child that I did not want to be here and it only took a few more years to realize that I am not interested in doing this again. Per usual, the cosmic winks continue, as my phone began to ring just while I typed the word again! I am not playing. There has to be more to explore in other realms.
So I conclude this cosmic update to say that I want to awaken as fully as possible, with love and nurture and care, before this body expires. I do not wish to remain stuck on the karmic wheel and be a slave to any “authorities” whoever or whatever they may be. I doubt very much I would have chosen my circumstances without the goal of transcendence and awakening. If ascension is on the table, I want in! Maybe I am already partially there. There is no scorecard where I track my progress, however both longing and love do register in my heart.
Blog challenge season is upon us once again at litebeing chronicles. Every Autumn since the blog’s inception in 2013 has resulted in a wonderful opportunity to build community and “cross-pollinate” ideas and sentiments across the blogosphere.
2018 is no different in that regard. My idea for 2018’s challenge came quickly and clearly. I am interested in exploring the incarnated soul’s life purpose. I have been longingly inquiring about the meaning of life since my adolescence. Eventually I discovered that there is no absolute meaning, it is an inside job. Okay, then, but what are the particulars? Why are we here and what are we doing with the guidance we receive? A few days later I received validation through my Louise Hay Desk Calendar:
Like many of my blog posts, I invite my readers to look at issues that fascinate and/or frustrate me. This is no different. I would love to be able to regularly say ” I chose to come here and I am delighted to be here.” I cannot say that today. What I will say that going on an arduous job search has left me tired and bewildered. The first few weeks I was swept away in shock, a certainty about surrender, and illuminating synchronicity. Presently I am asking myself if I have more to do here and am I aware of my entire mission. I do believe in reincarnation and the concept of in between life planning. But I am also curious about how souls get to leave the wheel and move on entirely. I also wonder if many of us readily asked to come to Earth now to participate in the anchoring of light. Is this just a Cosmic soundbite or something sacred and precious?
The title for the challenge came swiftly: a play on the Mission Impossible franchise where the protagonist is faced with a mission in a briefcase with a time bomb attached. ” Here’s your mission, if you choose to accept it, … “ And then the adventure begins! From this premise the blog challenge concept was born!
The rules are simple, but this time with a twist that I will reveal later in the post:
Instructions:
1 – Write about your spiritual mission here on Gaia. Are you a lightworker, Starseed, forerunner, Indigo, or none of the above? What have you incarnated to do or to be? Describe your mission and your journey to achieve it. Are you delighted to be here? There is no correct answer, by the way. Make it your own.
2- Pick a date and inform me here in the comments section.
3- Include ” Divine Mission-Possible blog challenge ” in the text and link back to this blog post.
4 Copy the blog badge and add it to your site.
There are some modifications to this format. If you are stuck on your mission, you are free to write about lacking a mission or your process on discovering what it is. You can also write why you don’t have a mission and how that impacts you. As long as you stay on this topic, you are golden.
Now here’s the twists:
More that one person can post on the same date! That’s right, pick a date ( preferably starting on 11-1-18) and let me know. I do not care if 2 or more folks choose the same date. I do not want that issue to get in the way of participation.
Here’s the final twist : I want this challenge to grow in numbers organically and reach way beyond my own group of readers. I think this topic is very important in the times we are living in, where the pressure is on to evolve or perish, or dis-engage from living a well lived life.
So in that spirit, I am asking that every participant volunteer at least one other blogger to join. That person will volunteer someone new, and so on…
I am volunteering all my readers, but I will also ask someone specifically to get the ball rolling. If you ask someone and they decline, that’s alright. Try again! My intention is for a wave of creative passion to flood cyberspace with intense love and solidarity. Please contact me here with any questions. I will provide a schedule here on the bottom of this post. Please refer back here to keep up with the posting dates.
( Look for the cat in the montage! )
So let’s keep encouraging each other to wake up and complete our Divine missions. It is possible! I know it in my heart. I have met so many glorious souls through participating in blog challenges. Let Source flow through us as we celebrate our time here together. Unity consciousness is more than a platitude, it is a life skill! Please share this invite across your social media platforms. Thanks in advance for all the blogger love.
As the fairy godmother sang in Cinderella , impossible things are happening everyday!
So who am I volunteering? I have chosen Leigh, a longtime blogger buddy and dear friend who has taught me more than words can say.
I am so excited to get started. Please join me now!
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